Ok, here is chapter 2. All you guys out there had better start reviewing
if you want more, savvy?
bob-the-bear: thank you sooo much for reviewing – you made my day! Get everyone you know to read 'n' review this fic, an' I'll post more chapters just for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I still own nothing! But fingers crossed for Johnny @ the Oscar's tonight!
Only Guys an' Swords – well, almost!
Will's head held only one thought: Elizabeth, the Governor's beautiful daughter. Ever since the day she'd saved him, he'd been entranced by her. As a girl she'd been pretty, but now, at 18, she was stunning.
His mind suddenly turned to the sword in the furnace. He pulled it out, just as it threatened to melt. But this wasn't any old sword. Norrington's promotion ceremony was later that week, and he needed a new sword. But shaping the blade could wait.
Will grabbed his own sword from a rack, and did the first of three hours' practice. Lunging and parrying with the air, he felt his energy flowing along the length of the blade. There was no denying it; he was a talented swordsman. After what had happened to his father* he was not going to let a pirate cross him unchallenged.
As he swung round, his sword clashed with another. On the other end of the weapon was a girl with soft curls falling past her shoulders, wearing a long pale dress. They parried a little, then drew apart.
"Miss Swann," he whispered.
"Will, call me Elizabeth."
"I could not do that, though I must compliment you on your swordplay. I believe you have improved."
"Thank you. I believe it is due to my excellent teacher," she smiled, "I have a message from my father. About the sword."
"Yes?"
"He wants you to inscribe something on the hilt. Here," she handed him a piece of paper.
"Thank you. I shall see to it as soon as possible."
"Well, I'd best be going. I'll see you at the ceremony?"
"It depends what work I've got, but I should think – and hope – so."
Elizabeth smiled, "Good day, Will," with that, she replaced the sword and left, the door swinging shut behind her.
*Will does not know that his father was a pirate. He has been told that his father was killed by pirates – which is in fact true – but he doesn't know that he was actually part of the crew that killed him, savvy?
Hope you liked this chapter! I have the other chapter written, but I don't know if I'll post it today. Now, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
bob-the-bear: thank you sooo much for reviewing – you made my day! Get everyone you know to read 'n' review this fic, an' I'll post more chapters just for you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Disclaimer: I still own nothing! But fingers crossed for Johnny @ the Oscar's tonight!
Only Guys an' Swords – well, almost!
Will's head held only one thought: Elizabeth, the Governor's beautiful daughter. Ever since the day she'd saved him, he'd been entranced by her. As a girl she'd been pretty, but now, at 18, she was stunning.
His mind suddenly turned to the sword in the furnace. He pulled it out, just as it threatened to melt. But this wasn't any old sword. Norrington's promotion ceremony was later that week, and he needed a new sword. But shaping the blade could wait.
Will grabbed his own sword from a rack, and did the first of three hours' practice. Lunging and parrying with the air, he felt his energy flowing along the length of the blade. There was no denying it; he was a talented swordsman. After what had happened to his father* he was not going to let a pirate cross him unchallenged.
As he swung round, his sword clashed with another. On the other end of the weapon was a girl with soft curls falling past her shoulders, wearing a long pale dress. They parried a little, then drew apart.
"Miss Swann," he whispered.
"Will, call me Elizabeth."
"I could not do that, though I must compliment you on your swordplay. I believe you have improved."
"Thank you. I believe it is due to my excellent teacher," she smiled, "I have a message from my father. About the sword."
"Yes?"
"He wants you to inscribe something on the hilt. Here," she handed him a piece of paper.
"Thank you. I shall see to it as soon as possible."
"Well, I'd best be going. I'll see you at the ceremony?"
"It depends what work I've got, but I should think – and hope – so."
Elizabeth smiled, "Good day, Will," with that, she replaced the sword and left, the door swinging shut behind her.
*Will does not know that his father was a pirate. He has been told that his father was killed by pirates – which is in fact true – but he doesn't know that he was actually part of the crew that killed him, savvy?
Hope you liked this chapter! I have the other chapter written, but I don't know if I'll post it today. Now, REVIEW, REVIEW, REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!