A Pair of Piratesses
Authored By: Kaci Jo Neal and Ary Rose Dallas
Disclaimer: We do not own THE RIGHTS TO Pirates of the Caribbean in any way (We don't own the rights to it, but the movie is something we DEFINITELY own [Kaci Jo: and I own a 2' x 3' poster!!]). If we did, we wouldn't be trying to write this stupid excuse for a story, now would we?
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Faith stared frantically around at the raging battle that was unfolding before her. The ship swayed dangerously as the pirates swarmed on deck. When she had boarded the merchant vessel four months ago, she hadn't expected this. Thinking quickly, she seized an abandoned rope and swung across to the other ship, which was now void of any people due to the chaotic fray taking place on the other ship. Hiking up the many folds of her dress, she scurried to find a hiding place below deck. She surveyed the corridor the stairs led her to. At the end were many boxes and barrels, but to one side, there was a door. Not wanting to risk being seen behind the boxes, she took a chance and darted into the cabin. Seeing what was obviously a closet door, she flew into the small and discreet hiding place. Inside she noticed many fine dresses, which were greatly outnumbered by the pirate garb. She frowned at the thought of a cross- dressing pirate on board. She quickly pushed the thought aside as the sounds of the crew returning brought her back to reality.
Suddenly, the door to the cabin was thrust open and a lone figure crossed the room at a swift stride. With a sigh, the pirate threw down the loot collected from her ship. Two of the items, she noticed, were her own fine dresses. As the figure picked them up and surveyed them, Faith noticed with a start how long the pirate's hair was. 'Oh,' she thought. 'It's...a piratess?' The woman turned on her heel and headed straight for Faith's hiding place. Faith fingered the dagger in her belt nervously. The door was flung open and the two were face to face.
For a moment, they merely stood and stared in shock. Faith came back to reality first, drawing her dagger swiftly in defense. Realizing she was being threatened, the piratess dropped the dresses and drew her own pistol, cocking it deftly and aiming it directly between Faith's eyes. In a panic, Faith dropped her dagger and it fell to the floor with a clatter.
"Who are you and what are you doing on this ship?"
Disclaimer: We do not own THE RIGHTS TO Pirates of the Caribbean in any way (We don't own the rights to it, but the movie is something we DEFINITELY own [Kaci Jo: and I own a 2' x 3' poster!!]). If we did, we wouldn't be trying to write this stupid excuse for a story, now would we?
Default Chapter
Faith stared frantically around at the raging battle that was unfolding before her. The ship swayed dangerously as the pirates swarmed on deck. When she had boarded the merchant vessel four months ago, she hadn't expected this. Thinking quickly, she seized an abandoned rope and swung across to the other ship, which was now void of any people due to the chaotic fray taking place on the other ship. Hiking up the many folds of her dress, she scurried to find a hiding place below deck. She surveyed the corridor the stairs led her to. At the end were many boxes and barrels, but to one side, there was a door. Not wanting to risk being seen behind the boxes, she took a chance and darted into the cabin. Seeing what was obviously a closet door, she flew into the small and discreet hiding place. Inside she noticed many fine dresses, which were greatly outnumbered by the pirate garb. She frowned at the thought of a cross- dressing pirate on board. She quickly pushed the thought aside as the sounds of the crew returning brought her back to reality.
Suddenly, the door to the cabin was thrust open and a lone figure crossed the room at a swift stride. With a sigh, the pirate threw down the loot collected from her ship. Two of the items, she noticed, were her own fine dresses. As the figure picked them up and surveyed them, Faith noticed with a start how long the pirate's hair was. 'Oh,' she thought. 'It's...a piratess?' The woman turned on her heel and headed straight for Faith's hiding place. Faith fingered the dagger in her belt nervously. The door was flung open and the two were face to face.
For a moment, they merely stood and stared in shock. Faith came back to reality first, drawing her dagger swiftly in defense. Realizing she was being threatened, the piratess dropped the dresses and drew her own pistol, cocking it deftly and aiming it directly between Faith's eyes. In a panic, Faith dropped her dagger and it fell to the floor with a clatter.
"Who are you and what are you doing on this ship?"