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Disclaimer – see prologue
* ~ * ~ * In Her Eyes
Chapter Two Jack carried the girl into his cabin, and laid her on his bed. She looked so familiar, and yet so strange. He was quite sure he knew who she was, but not positive, and from past experiences, you must always be positive, or pretend you were positive. It's gotten him out of MANY dilemmas before. In this case, he would be positive before jumping to conclusions. And all he needed to be positive was one look into her eyes.
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The stench of burning flesh and wood met his nostrils. Screams were heard everywhere, surrounding him, drowning him in fear.
"Jack, we have to run! Either that or be kidnapped by those assassins." Someone screamed in panic, "Jack!!"
He felt someone tugging his arm, and numbly allowed him to be led away. This was his home, the place where he had grown up, being burned to the ground.
Jack stumbled and fell, but was jerked up and he continued to stagger through the ruins.
Finally, the two arrived at the beach, and Jack was promptly pushed into the water.
"Hey!" Jack exclaimed, spluttering, and wet," what was that for?!"
"Do you WANT to get killed? Do you WANT to get kidnapped?" the girl screamed in frustration.
"No...not really."
"THAT'S what that was for. If you are in a daze how do you expect to get out of this situation?!"
"Oh..."
"Yes. OH" The girl had jet-black hair, lightened because of the sun, and eyes the color of violets, a deep, husky violet color, and the best feature of her face.
"Well, what do we do now?" Jack asked.
"I don't know...I don't know." She answered.
"We could stowaway on a ship. That ship." Jack said, pointing. It was a large, magnificent ship with billowing black sails. A pirate flag flailed in the wind.
"Oh no...that's a pirate ship."
"I've always wanted to be a pirate!" Jack replied cheerfully and made his way over there.
"Jack are you daft?!?!"
"If you don't want to go, it's fine by me. You could stowaway on that ship," Jack pointed to a respectable looking merchant ship, "and follow your fortunes there. But I'm going on this ship."
Jack expected her to go with him, as most of his friends would, but instead, she turned around, calling," Fine. I will go on that ship. Farewell then Jack." And marched to the merchant ship.
"Oh come on now luv! Where's your sense of adventure?"
"This is serious Jack. Its not just life, its LIFE. You choose your road, I choose mine. We have to take separate roads, for we are separate people. So once again, farewell, Jack." And with that said she walked off.
"Farewell." He whispered to her back.
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As Jack thought of this, he realized that he shouldn't have been surprised of her decision. She was always one of a kind, and had a streak of defiance.
The girl suddenly bolted upright and pulled the silk red blanket covering her, the same one she had been found in, close around her. Her eyes were wide with fear. Her deep, husky, violet eyes.
"...Violet?"
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Well, that took a long time to write. Its kind of splotchy isn't it? O well, I think my muse left me. Promise the next chappie will be better. REVIEW!! ...please?
Disclaimer – see prologue
* ~ * ~ * In Her Eyes
Chapter Two Jack carried the girl into his cabin, and laid her on his bed. She looked so familiar, and yet so strange. He was quite sure he knew who she was, but not positive, and from past experiences, you must always be positive, or pretend you were positive. It's gotten him out of MANY dilemmas before. In this case, he would be positive before jumping to conclusions. And all he needed to be positive was one look into her eyes.
* -----------------* ------------------* --------------------*-------------- ------*--------------------* *flashback*
The stench of burning flesh and wood met his nostrils. Screams were heard everywhere, surrounding him, drowning him in fear.
"Jack, we have to run! Either that or be kidnapped by those assassins." Someone screamed in panic, "Jack!!"
He felt someone tugging his arm, and numbly allowed him to be led away. This was his home, the place where he had grown up, being burned to the ground.
Jack stumbled and fell, but was jerked up and he continued to stagger through the ruins.
Finally, the two arrived at the beach, and Jack was promptly pushed into the water.
"Hey!" Jack exclaimed, spluttering, and wet," what was that for?!"
"Do you WANT to get killed? Do you WANT to get kidnapped?" the girl screamed in frustration.
"No...not really."
"THAT'S what that was for. If you are in a daze how do you expect to get out of this situation?!"
"Oh..."
"Yes. OH" The girl had jet-black hair, lightened because of the sun, and eyes the color of violets, a deep, husky violet color, and the best feature of her face.
"Well, what do we do now?" Jack asked.
"I don't know...I don't know." She answered.
"We could stowaway on a ship. That ship." Jack said, pointing. It was a large, magnificent ship with billowing black sails. A pirate flag flailed in the wind.
"Oh no...that's a pirate ship."
"I've always wanted to be a pirate!" Jack replied cheerfully and made his way over there.
"Jack are you daft?!?!"
"If you don't want to go, it's fine by me. You could stowaway on that ship," Jack pointed to a respectable looking merchant ship, "and follow your fortunes there. But I'm going on this ship."
Jack expected her to go with him, as most of his friends would, but instead, she turned around, calling," Fine. I will go on that ship. Farewell then Jack." And marched to the merchant ship.
"Oh come on now luv! Where's your sense of adventure?"
"This is serious Jack. Its not just life, its LIFE. You choose your road, I choose mine. We have to take separate roads, for we are separate people. So once again, farewell, Jack." And with that said she walked off.
"Farewell." He whispered to her back.
*end flashback* *---------------------*-----------------------*---------------------*------- ------------*---------------*
As Jack thought of this, he realized that he shouldn't have been surprised of her decision. She was always one of a kind, and had a streak of defiance.
The girl suddenly bolted upright and pulled the silk red blanket covering her, the same one she had been found in, close around her. Her eyes were wide with fear. Her deep, husky, violet eyes.
"...Violet?"
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Well, that took a long time to write. Its kind of splotchy isn't it? O well, I think my muse left me. Promise the next chappie will be better. REVIEW!! ...please?