Chapter 2
Disclaimer: I own nothin cept the weird charecters...Although id like to
own Orlando....
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Angeline ran to the side of the boat, sliding on the water that had spilled over the side expertly. When she looked over the railing, she noticed that it was true, there was land ahead! She helped the crew get the ship ready to dock and retreated to the crew's quarter's, where she slept, to get the things that she would need for her little stroll on land. First she grabbed her old leather belt and fastened it around her waist, then she grabbed her mother's old cutlass and secured it on the belt, and last but not least she took her father's old pistol and tucked it into her belt. The pistol had no ammo in it, her father wouldn't allow it she carried it around to intimidate people more than to use it. Plus it was always fun to scare people by pulling it out. After making sure she had everything she skidded outside just in time to see the ship dock.
The ship stopped abruptly and the landing ramp was put out. Jack slipped into the ships hull while the other crew members climbed out. He would stay in the hull while the other's stole all the stuff they needed. Jack didn't want to risk getting caught an put to the gallows. Especially since they had Angeline to take care of. He also did not want to meet up with that Turner boy again. Mostly because he did not want to be around him with Elizabeth. He was sure that they both would turn him in this time. Gibbs, however, kept in touch with the two, who had now married and had a child, he went to see them when the came to Port Royal, which was once every year.
Angeline walked down the ramp carefully so she wouldn't trip and proceeded into the town. She took a deep breath and the familiar smell of fresh bread and ale surrounded her. She smiled, remembering the first time she stole a loaf of bread from the Bakery at the corner. She was chased all the way to the ship which she jumped onto while it was pushing off the dock. She had waved and stuck her tongue out at the baker who in turn stuck his tongue back at her. She carefully avoided that shop just in case the baker remembered her. She looked around for the blacksmith shop, she had to get one or two new cutlasses one for her and one for selling over in Spain. She spotted the old sign and proceeded into the shop. She looked around carefully making sure that no one was there. Thank God! No one is here, she thought, stealing swords would be mighty hard with someone there.
Angeline looked around the shop cautiously making sure that no one was watching. When she saw the cutlasses she headed toward them. She steadily put her hand on one of the hilt of one of the swords that were hanging on the wall. She was supposed to look for cutlasses but the swords were so much prettier. They didn't have a small curve in them like the cutlasses did, making them much easier to pull put and slip back into their scabbard, and the ones that were hanging in front of her had fancy hilts and were inlaid with gold making the glitter in the sun. She slowly pulled the sword from the wall, it was light and the hilt felt secure in her fingers. Perfect, she thought, this is the way a sword should be made. She carefully took the sword out of the scabbard. She was about to wave it around when she heard a voice behind her.
"What do you think you are doing?"
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Thank you for reading as always! Please review! I can always use help!
Thanks to Lita the Vampire Slayer who was the first to review this fic! Thanks a lot Lita!!!!!!!! ~AB~
~*~*~*~*~ON TO THE STORY!!~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Angeline ran to the side of the boat, sliding on the water that had spilled over the side expertly. When she looked over the railing, she noticed that it was true, there was land ahead! She helped the crew get the ship ready to dock and retreated to the crew's quarter's, where she slept, to get the things that she would need for her little stroll on land. First she grabbed her old leather belt and fastened it around her waist, then she grabbed her mother's old cutlass and secured it on the belt, and last but not least she took her father's old pistol and tucked it into her belt. The pistol had no ammo in it, her father wouldn't allow it she carried it around to intimidate people more than to use it. Plus it was always fun to scare people by pulling it out. After making sure she had everything she skidded outside just in time to see the ship dock.
The ship stopped abruptly and the landing ramp was put out. Jack slipped into the ships hull while the other crew members climbed out. He would stay in the hull while the other's stole all the stuff they needed. Jack didn't want to risk getting caught an put to the gallows. Especially since they had Angeline to take care of. He also did not want to meet up with that Turner boy again. Mostly because he did not want to be around him with Elizabeth. He was sure that they both would turn him in this time. Gibbs, however, kept in touch with the two, who had now married and had a child, he went to see them when the came to Port Royal, which was once every year.
Angeline walked down the ramp carefully so she wouldn't trip and proceeded into the town. She took a deep breath and the familiar smell of fresh bread and ale surrounded her. She smiled, remembering the first time she stole a loaf of bread from the Bakery at the corner. She was chased all the way to the ship which she jumped onto while it was pushing off the dock. She had waved and stuck her tongue out at the baker who in turn stuck his tongue back at her. She carefully avoided that shop just in case the baker remembered her. She looked around for the blacksmith shop, she had to get one or two new cutlasses one for her and one for selling over in Spain. She spotted the old sign and proceeded into the shop. She looked around carefully making sure that no one was there. Thank God! No one is here, she thought, stealing swords would be mighty hard with someone there.
Angeline looked around the shop cautiously making sure that no one was watching. When she saw the cutlasses she headed toward them. She steadily put her hand on one of the hilt of one of the swords that were hanging on the wall. She was supposed to look for cutlasses but the swords were so much prettier. They didn't have a small curve in them like the cutlasses did, making them much easier to pull put and slip back into their scabbard, and the ones that were hanging in front of her had fancy hilts and were inlaid with gold making the glitter in the sun. She slowly pulled the sword from the wall, it was light and the hilt felt secure in her fingers. Perfect, she thought, this is the way a sword should be made. She carefully took the sword out of the scabbard. She was about to wave it around when she heard a voice behind her.
"What do you think you are doing?"
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Thank you for reading as always! Please review! I can always use help!
Thanks to Lita the Vampire Slayer who was the first to review this fic! Thanks a lot Lita!!!!!!!! ~AB~