Thanks for all the wonderful reviews.
Nortshell~ I had the same idea. :~D lem68~ Great idea. I didn't even think of that. It will give this story a neat twist. Silverdracowolf~ Thank you so much for that lovely review. It made want to go on with this story. Maybe. maybe not
Sorry this took so long.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. I wish I did.
~*Five Years Later*~
Emily was sitting in a comfy chair that was next to a bed. Her dad was laying in it. He had gotten very sick and was dieing. At the moment he was sleeping. Emily was reading a book. She put the book down when she heard him whispering her name.
"Yes daddy."
"Emily. when I die I want you to go to Port Royal." He said in a whisper
"Daddy. Don't say things like that. You aren't going to die." She said sadly.
"Emily, listen to me. Emily I know I am going to die. When it happens I want your promise that you will start a new life in Port Royal. Your Uncle is the Governor there. I sent him a letter last week. He will take care of you since I have failed at that. Open the bed side table." She did what she was told. Inside was some money.
"Promise me you will go."
"I promise, Daddy."
"That's a good girl. Always remember that I love you. I am sorry I failed as a father."
Emily was crying. "You didn't fail. I love you too. I will remember."
A few minutes later he fell asleep. Emily was also extremely tired. She deiced to take a little nap. She ended up sleeping all the night and late into the morning. When she woke up she went to fathers room. He was dead. She burst into silent tears. She ran to Doc. Bakers house. He came back with her. He double-checked.
"Emily, dear, his heart just stopped beating. He went peacefully, painlessly. I am sorry. I will go get the Reverend."
She nodded. When he left she got dressed. She didn't feel like putting a corset on so she didn't. She packed her stuff in a bag. She was going to go to Port Royal and find her Uncle. She went to her nightstand and opened the secret compartment. She found the note from Jack, pictures of her mom and dad. She got the money form her dad's nightstand and packed it. She would be ready to leave. The reverend came over with Doc. Backer and some other people who were friend with Emily and her Father.
They all went into the back yard. Next to Emily's mom a man was digging a hole. They were having a small funeral.
"Charles M. Thomason was a great man. He did not deserve the life got. He loved his wife and child." The reverend went on. When the service was over everyone was hugging Emily. They offered for her to stay with them but she said no. When she was alone she knelt down and said, "I love you daddy. I am going to go to Part Royal like I promised. I will find my Uncle."
She went into the house and got her bag. She walked down the road to the Port.
"When is the next boat leaving for Port Royal?" she asked the man selling tickets.
"Your in luck dearly, there is a ship leaving at 3:30 this afternoon."
"Great. I would like to buy a ticket."
"Ten dollars please. Your cabin number will be number 5 on the top floor."
"Thank you." She sat down. It was noon. She took out a book and waited until 3 when they could board the ship.
I know this chapter isn't great. I am sorry but I had to do it. The next chapter will be better. Please review.
Nortshell~ I had the same idea. :~D lem68~ Great idea. I didn't even think of that. It will give this story a neat twist. Silverdracowolf~ Thank you so much for that lovely review. It made want to go on with this story. Maybe. maybe not
Sorry this took so long.
Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. I wish I did.
~*Five Years Later*~
Emily was sitting in a comfy chair that was next to a bed. Her dad was laying in it. He had gotten very sick and was dieing. At the moment he was sleeping. Emily was reading a book. She put the book down when she heard him whispering her name.
"Yes daddy."
"Emily. when I die I want you to go to Port Royal." He said in a whisper
"Daddy. Don't say things like that. You aren't going to die." She said sadly.
"Emily, listen to me. Emily I know I am going to die. When it happens I want your promise that you will start a new life in Port Royal. Your Uncle is the Governor there. I sent him a letter last week. He will take care of you since I have failed at that. Open the bed side table." She did what she was told. Inside was some money.
"Promise me you will go."
"I promise, Daddy."
"That's a good girl. Always remember that I love you. I am sorry I failed as a father."
Emily was crying. "You didn't fail. I love you too. I will remember."
A few minutes later he fell asleep. Emily was also extremely tired. She deiced to take a little nap. She ended up sleeping all the night and late into the morning. When she woke up she went to fathers room. He was dead. She burst into silent tears. She ran to Doc. Bakers house. He came back with her. He double-checked.
"Emily, dear, his heart just stopped beating. He went peacefully, painlessly. I am sorry. I will go get the Reverend."
She nodded. When he left she got dressed. She didn't feel like putting a corset on so she didn't. She packed her stuff in a bag. She was going to go to Port Royal and find her Uncle. She went to her nightstand and opened the secret compartment. She found the note from Jack, pictures of her mom and dad. She got the money form her dad's nightstand and packed it. She would be ready to leave. The reverend came over with Doc. Backer and some other people who were friend with Emily and her Father.
They all went into the back yard. Next to Emily's mom a man was digging a hole. They were having a small funeral.
"Charles M. Thomason was a great man. He did not deserve the life got. He loved his wife and child." The reverend went on. When the service was over everyone was hugging Emily. They offered for her to stay with them but she said no. When she was alone she knelt down and said, "I love you daddy. I am going to go to Part Royal like I promised. I will find my Uncle."
She went into the house and got her bag. She walked down the road to the Port.
"When is the next boat leaving for Port Royal?" she asked the man selling tickets.
"Your in luck dearly, there is a ship leaving at 3:30 this afternoon."
"Great. I would like to buy a ticket."
"Ten dollars please. Your cabin number will be number 5 on the top floor."
"Thank you." She sat down. It was noon. She took out a book and waited until 3 when they could board the ship.
I know this chapter isn't great. I am sorry but I had to do it. The next chapter will be better. Please review.