Pirates of the Caribbean:
A Pirate's Life for Me
Chapter 1: Memories
The sunset appeared as two figurines were at the top of a cliff, and those two were William Turner and Elizabeth Swann, who found where their hearts truly lies. Further on, a rope came down to a pirate swimming in the sea, then he swung and landed on the deck of the legendary ship; the Black Pearl. "Captain Sparrow, the Black Pearl is yours." A female voice said, then Anna Maria came with the captain's coat and hat and put them on him.
Anna Maria woke up in her small room aboard the Black Pearl, rubbing her eyes tiredly. "Why did I give him the wheel...I barely touch it now...oh well, time to get up." She said, sitting up then put on her hat. But it was a bigger hat, since she became first mate of the Pearl. Already dressed, she headed out her room and to the kitchen. "Good mornin', Anamaria." A woman already there said, a kind smile on her face. A small terrier was laid in his corner, chewing on a leftover steak. "Good mornin' Jasmine, hey there Torrin boy!" Anna Maria said, kneeling down beside the pup to pat him. The canine barked happily, wagging his tail and licked her cheek. "Where be Jack, mate?" She asked, looking up at Jasmine, who was putting on a dirty white apron on. "He probably is on deck near the wheel, or in the rum chamber. Either there or in his room...he could be still asleep. Tell him breakfast will be ready soon." Jasmine answered, then Anna Maria nodded and left.
"Best look in his room first..." She muttered, opening the door of Jack's room and entered. The infamous Captain Jack Sparrow was there, laid on the bed on his stomach. An arm out of the covers, a bottle of rum in his hand, he was fast asleep. Anna Maria shook her head, then jumped on the bed and smacked his back. "Come on, get up you whelp!" She said, Jack groaning. She rolled her eyes then reached out to get the rum bottle, but when she was pulling it out of Jack's grasp slowly, he sat up and stretched his arms. "Never wake up a sleeping pirate, it's bad luck, bonnie lass." Jack said, taking his hat and putting it on. "Breakfast is ready, besides yeh have to captain the ship." Anna Maria answered simply, then stood up and left to the lower deck.
The rest of the crew was already there, including Mr. Gibbs, Mr. Cotton and his faithful parrot. Jasmine entered with a platter full of food, putting it down on the table. It was filled with loafs of bread, apples, cereal, eggs and bacon. The captain and the first mate, though, had a better- enriched breakfast, composed of good pancakes and waffles. Crates of rum were stacked beside the table, to satisfy any pirate's thirst. Anna Maria smiled at her crew and sat down, followed by Jack. Jasmine took a seat beside Mr. Cotton and started to argue with his parrot, which kept squawking non-sense. "Settle down! Now, we have a big day ahead of us, and since we worked hard these passed months...cause of that fatal mistake to make the Pearl berth in the docks near the East India Company...so, we're all going to the Rum Runner's Island to stack some more rum aboard and we head to Tortuga!" Captain Jack Sparrow said, the crew cheering of pleasure to finally go back to Tortuga, where they can finally relax.
No man could ever feel unwanted at that place, which made it so popular in the eyes of Pirates. Last time they made a stop there, it was when Jack came with Will to get a crew from Mr. Gibbs, a year and four months ago. "Enough room in the rum chamber to put the rum, Anna Maria, love, or we'll have to stack 'em here?" He asked. "Well, if we take out all those cages full of bones we could have enough room...good thing we have Torrin boy here to kill those pesky rats, eh boy?" Anna Maria answered, scratching Torrin's head when he arrived to beg for some food from the table.
During that time, in Port Royal, Will Turner was knocking at the door of the Swann Mansion, waiting to get answered. "Good morning Mr. Turner, you may come in." Genevieve McNab, the housemaid, said. "Thank you, Miss." William said, entering the manor and closed the door behind him. He waited there, a box in hand, as the maid left to inform Governor Swann of his presence. "Yes, Mr. Turner?" The governor asked, entering the room. "Good evening sir, I have brought your request." He said politely, opening the box to show him a magnificent sword. The handle was swirled of gold and silver, perfectly balanced with the blade yet pretty light for the user. "Very good work, you worked hard on this, didn't you, Mr. Turner?" Governor Swann asked, looking up at him. "Yes sir, a blacksmith always works hard on each sword to be sure our work is well done." Will answered, closing the box and putting it down on the table. "Very good, you may now go back. Have a nice day. Tell my dear Elizabeth that I sent this for her." The governor said, giving a large yet light box as the maid came back in to open the door. "Good day, sir. And I surely will." William answered, taking the box before leaving.
He didn't leave by the gates around the Swann Mansion though, but walked on his right, leading to a big manor just beside. Known as the Turner Mansion, Elizabeth and Will were living there, often visited by Governor Swann's servants to clean the house, cook, etcetera. "Elizabeth?" Will called; walking around the house after one of the servants closed the door. "I'm up here!" Elizabeth called back from upstairs, and then came down to see him. "Your father told me to give you this." Will said with a smile, handing her the package. Elizabeth opened it even though she had quite an idea of what it could contain, and rolled her eyes when it was indeed: a dress straight from London. It was light green, the corset being of a darker green.
"Marvellous, another gown...I'll have to learn how to not breathe." Elizabeth said with a sight, looking down at her diamond ring on her finger. "I loved my wedding dress though, I could breathe in that one." She said with a smile. "You were beautiful in it...like you always are." Will said, kissing her cheek. "Yes...I wish Jack Sparrow or Anna Maria came to the wedding reception though...I don't blame them, they're the most wanted people in Port Royal." Elizabeth replied. "Yes, I miss them too...our life isn't that adventurous since our journey on the Pearl ended, I wonder what they're doing now..." Will said, his voice trailing off.
Anna Maria went out of the tavern quickly, her arms folded, followed by a waltzing Captain Jack Sparrow. "What'd I do?!" He said, a bottle of rum swinging in his hand. "What did yeh do? Yeh walk into a tavern, get drunk, pretending to fancy any prostitute yeh see ta have a good night in bed, and then yeh ask me what DID yeh do?" Anna Maria answered as she kept walking at the same quick pace. "What, we're at Tortuga, aren't we? The place where no man feels unwanted?" He asked, more stated to her. "Yes, aren't we at Tortuga? The place where all women seem to want to have their pride and dignity ruined by men? Oh yeh, I think we're there. How joyful. Now if yeh excuse meh, I'm going back on thy Pearl." Anna Maria said briskly, poking her finger on his chest before turning away to leave...until Jack's arm was blocking her way.
"Move away." She said, looking away. "Can't do that, love. Come on, there must be some valuable reason you're like this." Jack replied, looking at her. "Please move?" Anna Maria asked with a sigh. "Nope. Now tell me, surely you're not like this 'cause I did that, are you?" He said simply. "I'm tired, I hate this place and I didn't even want to go here. But it's one opinion against 23, eh? Now please will you move?" She answered, shaking her head. "Alright then, if you hate it that much I'll tell the crew to climb back aboard once they are sober enough to walk, then we'll sail to the destination of your choice. Where will it be?" He asked, moving his arm away to let her pass.
A Pirate's Life for Me
Chapter 1: Memories
The sunset appeared as two figurines were at the top of a cliff, and those two were William Turner and Elizabeth Swann, who found where their hearts truly lies. Further on, a rope came down to a pirate swimming in the sea, then he swung and landed on the deck of the legendary ship; the Black Pearl. "Captain Sparrow, the Black Pearl is yours." A female voice said, then Anna Maria came with the captain's coat and hat and put them on him.
Anna Maria woke up in her small room aboard the Black Pearl, rubbing her eyes tiredly. "Why did I give him the wheel...I barely touch it now...oh well, time to get up." She said, sitting up then put on her hat. But it was a bigger hat, since she became first mate of the Pearl. Already dressed, she headed out her room and to the kitchen. "Good mornin', Anamaria." A woman already there said, a kind smile on her face. A small terrier was laid in his corner, chewing on a leftover steak. "Good mornin' Jasmine, hey there Torrin boy!" Anna Maria said, kneeling down beside the pup to pat him. The canine barked happily, wagging his tail and licked her cheek. "Where be Jack, mate?" She asked, looking up at Jasmine, who was putting on a dirty white apron on. "He probably is on deck near the wheel, or in the rum chamber. Either there or in his room...he could be still asleep. Tell him breakfast will be ready soon." Jasmine answered, then Anna Maria nodded and left.
"Best look in his room first..." She muttered, opening the door of Jack's room and entered. The infamous Captain Jack Sparrow was there, laid on the bed on his stomach. An arm out of the covers, a bottle of rum in his hand, he was fast asleep. Anna Maria shook her head, then jumped on the bed and smacked his back. "Come on, get up you whelp!" She said, Jack groaning. She rolled her eyes then reached out to get the rum bottle, but when she was pulling it out of Jack's grasp slowly, he sat up and stretched his arms. "Never wake up a sleeping pirate, it's bad luck, bonnie lass." Jack said, taking his hat and putting it on. "Breakfast is ready, besides yeh have to captain the ship." Anna Maria answered simply, then stood up and left to the lower deck.
The rest of the crew was already there, including Mr. Gibbs, Mr. Cotton and his faithful parrot. Jasmine entered with a platter full of food, putting it down on the table. It was filled with loafs of bread, apples, cereal, eggs and bacon. The captain and the first mate, though, had a better- enriched breakfast, composed of good pancakes and waffles. Crates of rum were stacked beside the table, to satisfy any pirate's thirst. Anna Maria smiled at her crew and sat down, followed by Jack. Jasmine took a seat beside Mr. Cotton and started to argue with his parrot, which kept squawking non-sense. "Settle down! Now, we have a big day ahead of us, and since we worked hard these passed months...cause of that fatal mistake to make the Pearl berth in the docks near the East India Company...so, we're all going to the Rum Runner's Island to stack some more rum aboard and we head to Tortuga!" Captain Jack Sparrow said, the crew cheering of pleasure to finally go back to Tortuga, where they can finally relax.
No man could ever feel unwanted at that place, which made it so popular in the eyes of Pirates. Last time they made a stop there, it was when Jack came with Will to get a crew from Mr. Gibbs, a year and four months ago. "Enough room in the rum chamber to put the rum, Anna Maria, love, or we'll have to stack 'em here?" He asked. "Well, if we take out all those cages full of bones we could have enough room...good thing we have Torrin boy here to kill those pesky rats, eh boy?" Anna Maria answered, scratching Torrin's head when he arrived to beg for some food from the table.
During that time, in Port Royal, Will Turner was knocking at the door of the Swann Mansion, waiting to get answered. "Good morning Mr. Turner, you may come in." Genevieve McNab, the housemaid, said. "Thank you, Miss." William said, entering the manor and closed the door behind him. He waited there, a box in hand, as the maid left to inform Governor Swann of his presence. "Yes, Mr. Turner?" The governor asked, entering the room. "Good evening sir, I have brought your request." He said politely, opening the box to show him a magnificent sword. The handle was swirled of gold and silver, perfectly balanced with the blade yet pretty light for the user. "Very good work, you worked hard on this, didn't you, Mr. Turner?" Governor Swann asked, looking up at him. "Yes sir, a blacksmith always works hard on each sword to be sure our work is well done." Will answered, closing the box and putting it down on the table. "Very good, you may now go back. Have a nice day. Tell my dear Elizabeth that I sent this for her." The governor said, giving a large yet light box as the maid came back in to open the door. "Good day, sir. And I surely will." William answered, taking the box before leaving.
He didn't leave by the gates around the Swann Mansion though, but walked on his right, leading to a big manor just beside. Known as the Turner Mansion, Elizabeth and Will were living there, often visited by Governor Swann's servants to clean the house, cook, etcetera. "Elizabeth?" Will called; walking around the house after one of the servants closed the door. "I'm up here!" Elizabeth called back from upstairs, and then came down to see him. "Your father told me to give you this." Will said with a smile, handing her the package. Elizabeth opened it even though she had quite an idea of what it could contain, and rolled her eyes when it was indeed: a dress straight from London. It was light green, the corset being of a darker green.
"Marvellous, another gown...I'll have to learn how to not breathe." Elizabeth said with a sight, looking down at her diamond ring on her finger. "I loved my wedding dress though, I could breathe in that one." She said with a smile. "You were beautiful in it...like you always are." Will said, kissing her cheek. "Yes...I wish Jack Sparrow or Anna Maria came to the wedding reception though...I don't blame them, they're the most wanted people in Port Royal." Elizabeth replied. "Yes, I miss them too...our life isn't that adventurous since our journey on the Pearl ended, I wonder what they're doing now..." Will said, his voice trailing off.
Anna Maria went out of the tavern quickly, her arms folded, followed by a waltzing Captain Jack Sparrow. "What'd I do?!" He said, a bottle of rum swinging in his hand. "What did yeh do? Yeh walk into a tavern, get drunk, pretending to fancy any prostitute yeh see ta have a good night in bed, and then yeh ask me what DID yeh do?" Anna Maria answered as she kept walking at the same quick pace. "What, we're at Tortuga, aren't we? The place where no man feels unwanted?" He asked, more stated to her. "Yes, aren't we at Tortuga? The place where all women seem to want to have their pride and dignity ruined by men? Oh yeh, I think we're there. How joyful. Now if yeh excuse meh, I'm going back on thy Pearl." Anna Maria said briskly, poking her finger on his chest before turning away to leave...until Jack's arm was blocking her way.
"Move away." She said, looking away. "Can't do that, love. Come on, there must be some valuable reason you're like this." Jack replied, looking at her. "Please move?" Anna Maria asked with a sigh. "Nope. Now tell me, surely you're not like this 'cause I did that, are you?" He said simply. "I'm tired, I hate this place and I didn't even want to go here. But it's one opinion against 23, eh? Now please will you move?" She answered, shaking her head. "Alright then, if you hate it that much I'll tell the crew to climb back aboard once they are sober enough to walk, then we'll sail to the destination of your choice. Where will it be?" He asked, moving his arm away to let her pass.