Disclaimer: I do not own any of the POTC characters.
Michelle woke up in a cold sweat. She got out of bed and threw open her window, letting the wind from the ocean come into her room and cool her face. She breathed in the salty smell of the air and gave a sigh of relief. The sea always seemed to calm her down. She walked over to her wash bin and splashed water on her face. Once she had dried off her face, she looked into the mirror over wash bin and tried to remember what her dream had been about. But the more she thought about it, the more it trickled out of her mind like water until she couldn't remember any of it, although she could feel that it wasn't a good dream. She looked at the clock on her wall and realized she had to be at work in a couple of minutes. She quickly put on a plain dark green dress and brushed her long brown hair. She hadn't cut it since her masquerade as a boy, and it had grown down to the middle of her back. After she slipped on a pair of shoes and shoved a hat on her head, she left for work.
Michelle had just finished helping a woman when a tall, clean-shaven man in a wig and a blue coat walked in. He looked over at Michelle, who had her back to him, and smiled. "Hello Michelle," he said.
Michelle turned around at the sound of her name. "Hello Robert."
Robert came over to her and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "You look beautiful today. You should wear your hair down more often."
"Thank you, I'll keep that in mind. So, why are you here? Come to buy a dress for me?"
He laughed. "Actually, I was wondering if you could join me for dinner tonight."
"I'd love to."
"Good. I'll come get you at seven."
"Ok. And I'll wear my hair down. Just promise me you won't wear the wig?"
"I promise. 'Till then." He gave her another kiss before leaving.
Once Michelle got home, she washed up and brushed her hair. She then went through all of her outfits and chose a black velvet dress that had white fabric around the neckline. On her neck she fastened a pearl necklace Robert had given her for her birthday. She didn't wear any of her other jewels, which she kept locked in a chest under a loose floorboard. They would look too expensive for her to afford, and people would suspect that she stole them, which she did. No one in Port Royal, not even Robert, knew about her past as a pirate except Will and Elizabeth, and Michelle wanted to keep it that way. A little past seven, a knock came at her door. She opened it, and was met by a bouquet of flowers, behind which was Robert. He had kept is word; his sandy hair wasn't covered by a wig. "They're beautiful!" she exclaimed as she took them from his hands. She brought them into the kitchen and put them in a vase of water.
"Shall we go?" he asked, extending his arm. Michelle took it, and arm in arm they walked down to a little restaurant by the water.
Once they got there and ordered their dinners, Robert and Michelle started talking. Robert was a lieutenant in the navy, so Michelle was always interested in his work, especially if it involved catching pirates. But they hadn't caught a certain captain yet, much to her dismay. It paid to have the fastest ship in the Caribbean.
"Michelle, I need to ask you something," Robert said out of the blue.
"What is it?" Michelle asked.
"Well, I. uh." He started to pat down his coat trying to find something. When he found it, he reached into his coat and pulled it out. It was a miniature box. "Michelle," he began, "will you marry me?" He took off the lid of the box, revealing a diamond ring set in silver. Michelle didn't know what to say. She knew he was going to propose some time, but it was still a shock. "Yes, I'll marry you Robert," she said.
Robert's lips broke out in to a grin. Michelle gave him her own smile, but it wasn't as big. He stood up and walked over to her side of the table. He pulled her off her chair, grabbed her by the waist, and lifted her into the air, moving around in a little circle. Michelle started laughing. When he finally placed her back on the ground he took her left hand in his and slid the ring on to her fourth finger. He put his arms around her and they kissed.
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Michelle was once again standing in front of the Turner's door. She knocked, and was soon greeted by Elizabeth.
"Michelle! I didn't expect you to come over! Come in, come in."
Once she was ushered into the house, Michelle held up her left hand so Elizabeth could see the ring on her finger. "Robert proposed to me last night."
Elizabeth hugged her friend. "I'm so happy for you Michelle," she said. "You have got to let me throw you two an engagement party. I can ask my father if we can have it at the Governor's Mansion. I know he'll say yes. It will be a great party!" Elizabeth started rambling on about the decorations and food and the people she will invite as they made their way into the sitting room. "So Michelle," she said once she stopped for a breath, "do you want some tea?"
While they prepared the tea, Elizabeth kept rambling on, saying she had the perfect dress for Michelle to wear. Michelle couldn't help but smile. Elizabeth was more excited about the engagement than she was, and she was the one who was getting married.
"Michelle?" Elizabeth asked, jerking her out of her thoughts.
"Sorry Elizabeth. I was just thinking about my wedding."
This got Elizabeth started again, except this time about the wedding. Michelle sat back and sipped her tea as her friend rambled on about the church she got married in and how it would be "perfect."
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Michelle stood next to Robert, his hand around her waist, and greeted what had to be the one hundredth person who told them "Congratulations." Elizabeth had really outdone herself. The ballroom was full of people, there was food set up on tables, and a small orchestra was playing music while people danced. She had even let Michelle borrow one of her dresses. It was light green, almost white, fabric with gold thread stitched all around it. A beautiful gold pendant hung around her neck; her hair was all gathered up, wound, and knotted at the top of her head; and her mouth was plastered into a smile. There were so many people, and most of them she didn't know. The whole upper class of Port Royal seemed to be gathered here to celebrate her engagement. Robert saw that Michelle looked strained, so he asked her to dance. They whirled around the dance floor, but after a while Michelle started to feel a little dizzy. "I'm going to go out for some air," Michelle told Robert. She walked out onto the balcony and breathed deeply through her nose. A cold gust of wind from the sea blew around her, causing a shiver to creep up her spine. Michelle rubbed her hands on her exposed arms, trying to warm herself. Suddenly, she heard a bang. Michelle had been on a ship long enough to recognize that sound; it was a cannon being fired. A cannon being fired from the fort responded to it.
"Pirates!" Michelle whispered. "Pirates!" Michelle yelled. She ran back into the ballroom. "Pirates!" she yelled again. The whole room fell silent and stared at her. "What are you waiting for, go do something!" That broke everyone out of the trance that had gotten a hold of them. The men got up and made for the door while the women screamed and ran around like chickens with their heads cut off. Elizabeth and Michelle started to herd the women into the foyer and upstairs where they would be safe in a locked bedroom. Michelle led the women to the stairs while Elizabeth ran ahead and moved them into the room. "Hurry!" Michelle yelled, pushing the women up the stairs. She ran back in to the ballroom. A couple of women were still in there gathering their possessions. "Just leave it!" she called to them. She ran to them and dragged them away from the ballroom.
BOOM!
All of the sudden, a loud boom echoed through the house, causing Michelle to stop at the bottom of the stairs. She looked over towards the door. The door was pushed and another boom sounded. "Run upstairs," she ordered the women, but they were at the top of the stairs and making their way to Elizabeth already. Michelle ran up the stairs as the pirates kept lunging at the door. She was at the middle of the stairs when she heard a loud crack. The pirates had broken down the door! Michelle looked towards the door where Elizabeth was standing. She wouldn't be able to make it in time. She looked down the stairs and saw a couple of pirates were making their way up to her. Michelle ran the rest of the way up the stairs and turned left down the hall, the opposite direction of where Elizabeth was. She didn't want to lead the pirates to the others, and hopefully they wouldn't go to look in there.
She ran down the hall, went into a room, and closed the door. Inside there was a desk, bookshelves, some chairs, and a fireplace. She went over to a window and looked out of it. The drop was too high for her to escape out the window. The pirates' footsteps were getting nearer, so she grabbed a chair and stood in front of the door. When it opened, she swung the chair forward. It hit the first pirate, splintering on impact. He fell backwards, the other two jumping out of the way just in time. Michelle ran to the back of the room and looked for another weapon. The pirates had entered the room and were walking slowly towards her. She looked to her left and saw a fire poker. She picked it up and brandished it like a sword. The pirates stopped advancing. One of them took out his sword and cautiously walked to her. Once he was near enough, Michelle lunged to stab him in the leg. He blocked the blow with his sword, causing shock waves to travel up the poker and in to Michelle's arm. She almost dropped the poker but held on to it and swooped in and hit the pirate on the side of the head, knocking him unconscious. She turned to the third pirate, poker at the ready. He took out his sword and started fighting with her. It was hard to fight with the poker, but she ended up knocking him out as well. She turned around towards the door and gasped. The first pirate, who she had hit in the head with a chair, was standing up with a gun pointed at Michelle in his hand. She dropped the poker on the ground with a clank. The pirate smiled, showing a set of rotten teeth and cocked his gun. Michelle started freaking out and was searching for a way to get out of this. "Parley," she blurted out, surprising both her and the pirate.
"What?" he asked.
"Parley," Michelle repeated. "You have to take me to your captain now."
The prate grumbled and put his gun into a sash that was wrapped around his waist. He grabbed her hand and led her out of the room. Once they were in the hall, Michelle took a quick glance at the door where Elizabeth had the women. The door was closed. Hopefully the pirates hadn't found them yet. The pirate pulled Michelle down the stairs. The ballroom was in shambles. It seemed like the pirates had taken everything apart in there. Most of the pirates had left, but a couple of them were still looking through the mess for anything they might have missed. The pirate led Michelle out the door and on to the road that led to town.
The town was a wreck. Everyone was running around, pirates were carrying treasures, and the navy officers were trying to kill as many pirates as they could. The pirate ran with Michelle through the crowd to the sea. On the shore were a bunch of rowboats. The pirate shoved Michelle in to one and hopped in after her. They made their way to a sinister looking ship. Michelle could make out "The Swift" from peeling letters on the side of ship. The boat was hauled aboard and the pirate pashed Michelle onto the deck. Michelle was greeted by the unsmiling faces of the crew. The pirate led her to the wheel, where a solemn-faced pirate in a large coat and a black hat over a mass of black hair stood. The pirate walked up to him and said, "Captain Board, this wrench has demanded parley."
The captain nodded and motioned for Michelle to come forward. She stepped up to him, and he looked her up and down. Finally, he spoke. "What be yer name missy?" His voice sounded like fingernails scratching a chalkboard, which made Michelle cringe.
"Michelle Davis," she replied.
The captain thought for a minute. Finally, realization dawned on his face. "You're that lass who the party was being held for. Up at the gov'nor's. It must've cost a lot for that party." The captain paused for a second, a plan forming in his head. "People would pay a lot for you to be safely home I imagine." He seemed to have made up his mind. He turned to the pirate who had brought her. "Lock our guest in the brig."
"What?" Michelle yelled, trying to break free of the pirate who had taken her by the arms. "Why are you locking me up?"
"Because, ye'll make a great ransom. Take her away."
The pirate dragged her down to the brig, Michelle trying to get away the whole time. "Let me go!" she screamed, but the pirate kept leading her down the stairs. When they were in the brig, he shoved her down into a cell. Michelle got up and ran for the door, but he had already closed and locked it. She tried to push it open, but it was no good. The pirate left and went back on deck, leaving Michelle all alone in the dark. She combed her fingers through her hair, which had fallen out on the way to the ship. How was she going to get out of this?
[A/N: Hey everyone! I know it's kind of like POTC, but it's going to be different, trust me. I didn't get a lot of reviews for my last chapter (only two! *tear*) Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Now it's time for review responses!
Laraeliae Black: The ending was a dream, but it consisted of flashbacks. So it was clips of her life being replayed when she was dreaming. I know that kind of sounds confusing too, but I hope you get it now.
Lauren04: Yes, I'm going to write more chapters (and this one shows that lol) and I plan for this one to be longer than False Identity.
Thanks to Chelles for beta-ing my story. You're a life saver!
R/R!]
Michelle woke up in a cold sweat. She got out of bed and threw open her window, letting the wind from the ocean come into her room and cool her face. She breathed in the salty smell of the air and gave a sigh of relief. The sea always seemed to calm her down. She walked over to her wash bin and splashed water on her face. Once she had dried off her face, she looked into the mirror over wash bin and tried to remember what her dream had been about. But the more she thought about it, the more it trickled out of her mind like water until she couldn't remember any of it, although she could feel that it wasn't a good dream. She looked at the clock on her wall and realized she had to be at work in a couple of minutes. She quickly put on a plain dark green dress and brushed her long brown hair. She hadn't cut it since her masquerade as a boy, and it had grown down to the middle of her back. After she slipped on a pair of shoes and shoved a hat on her head, she left for work.
Michelle had just finished helping a woman when a tall, clean-shaven man in a wig and a blue coat walked in. He looked over at Michelle, who had her back to him, and smiled. "Hello Michelle," he said.
Michelle turned around at the sound of her name. "Hello Robert."
Robert came over to her and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek. "You look beautiful today. You should wear your hair down more often."
"Thank you, I'll keep that in mind. So, why are you here? Come to buy a dress for me?"
He laughed. "Actually, I was wondering if you could join me for dinner tonight."
"I'd love to."
"Good. I'll come get you at seven."
"Ok. And I'll wear my hair down. Just promise me you won't wear the wig?"
"I promise. 'Till then." He gave her another kiss before leaving.
Once Michelle got home, she washed up and brushed her hair. She then went through all of her outfits and chose a black velvet dress that had white fabric around the neckline. On her neck she fastened a pearl necklace Robert had given her for her birthday. She didn't wear any of her other jewels, which she kept locked in a chest under a loose floorboard. They would look too expensive for her to afford, and people would suspect that she stole them, which she did. No one in Port Royal, not even Robert, knew about her past as a pirate except Will and Elizabeth, and Michelle wanted to keep it that way. A little past seven, a knock came at her door. She opened it, and was met by a bouquet of flowers, behind which was Robert. He had kept is word; his sandy hair wasn't covered by a wig. "They're beautiful!" she exclaimed as she took them from his hands. She brought them into the kitchen and put them in a vase of water.
"Shall we go?" he asked, extending his arm. Michelle took it, and arm in arm they walked down to a little restaurant by the water.
Once they got there and ordered their dinners, Robert and Michelle started talking. Robert was a lieutenant in the navy, so Michelle was always interested in his work, especially if it involved catching pirates. But they hadn't caught a certain captain yet, much to her dismay. It paid to have the fastest ship in the Caribbean.
"Michelle, I need to ask you something," Robert said out of the blue.
"What is it?" Michelle asked.
"Well, I. uh." He started to pat down his coat trying to find something. When he found it, he reached into his coat and pulled it out. It was a miniature box. "Michelle," he began, "will you marry me?" He took off the lid of the box, revealing a diamond ring set in silver. Michelle didn't know what to say. She knew he was going to propose some time, but it was still a shock. "Yes, I'll marry you Robert," she said.
Robert's lips broke out in to a grin. Michelle gave him her own smile, but it wasn't as big. He stood up and walked over to her side of the table. He pulled her off her chair, grabbed her by the waist, and lifted her into the air, moving around in a little circle. Michelle started laughing. When he finally placed her back on the ground he took her left hand in his and slid the ring on to her fourth finger. He put his arms around her and they kissed.
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Michelle was once again standing in front of the Turner's door. She knocked, and was soon greeted by Elizabeth.
"Michelle! I didn't expect you to come over! Come in, come in."
Once she was ushered into the house, Michelle held up her left hand so Elizabeth could see the ring on her finger. "Robert proposed to me last night."
Elizabeth hugged her friend. "I'm so happy for you Michelle," she said. "You have got to let me throw you two an engagement party. I can ask my father if we can have it at the Governor's Mansion. I know he'll say yes. It will be a great party!" Elizabeth started rambling on about the decorations and food and the people she will invite as they made their way into the sitting room. "So Michelle," she said once she stopped for a breath, "do you want some tea?"
While they prepared the tea, Elizabeth kept rambling on, saying she had the perfect dress for Michelle to wear. Michelle couldn't help but smile. Elizabeth was more excited about the engagement than she was, and she was the one who was getting married.
"Michelle?" Elizabeth asked, jerking her out of her thoughts.
"Sorry Elizabeth. I was just thinking about my wedding."
This got Elizabeth started again, except this time about the wedding. Michelle sat back and sipped her tea as her friend rambled on about the church she got married in and how it would be "perfect."
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Michelle stood next to Robert, his hand around her waist, and greeted what had to be the one hundredth person who told them "Congratulations." Elizabeth had really outdone herself. The ballroom was full of people, there was food set up on tables, and a small orchestra was playing music while people danced. She had even let Michelle borrow one of her dresses. It was light green, almost white, fabric with gold thread stitched all around it. A beautiful gold pendant hung around her neck; her hair was all gathered up, wound, and knotted at the top of her head; and her mouth was plastered into a smile. There were so many people, and most of them she didn't know. The whole upper class of Port Royal seemed to be gathered here to celebrate her engagement. Robert saw that Michelle looked strained, so he asked her to dance. They whirled around the dance floor, but after a while Michelle started to feel a little dizzy. "I'm going to go out for some air," Michelle told Robert. She walked out onto the balcony and breathed deeply through her nose. A cold gust of wind from the sea blew around her, causing a shiver to creep up her spine. Michelle rubbed her hands on her exposed arms, trying to warm herself. Suddenly, she heard a bang. Michelle had been on a ship long enough to recognize that sound; it was a cannon being fired. A cannon being fired from the fort responded to it.
"Pirates!" Michelle whispered. "Pirates!" Michelle yelled. She ran back into the ballroom. "Pirates!" she yelled again. The whole room fell silent and stared at her. "What are you waiting for, go do something!" That broke everyone out of the trance that had gotten a hold of them. The men got up and made for the door while the women screamed and ran around like chickens with their heads cut off. Elizabeth and Michelle started to herd the women into the foyer and upstairs where they would be safe in a locked bedroom. Michelle led the women to the stairs while Elizabeth ran ahead and moved them into the room. "Hurry!" Michelle yelled, pushing the women up the stairs. She ran back in to the ballroom. A couple of women were still in there gathering their possessions. "Just leave it!" she called to them. She ran to them and dragged them away from the ballroom.
BOOM!
All of the sudden, a loud boom echoed through the house, causing Michelle to stop at the bottom of the stairs. She looked over towards the door. The door was pushed and another boom sounded. "Run upstairs," she ordered the women, but they were at the top of the stairs and making their way to Elizabeth already. Michelle ran up the stairs as the pirates kept lunging at the door. She was at the middle of the stairs when she heard a loud crack. The pirates had broken down the door! Michelle looked towards the door where Elizabeth was standing. She wouldn't be able to make it in time. She looked down the stairs and saw a couple of pirates were making their way up to her. Michelle ran the rest of the way up the stairs and turned left down the hall, the opposite direction of where Elizabeth was. She didn't want to lead the pirates to the others, and hopefully they wouldn't go to look in there.
She ran down the hall, went into a room, and closed the door. Inside there was a desk, bookshelves, some chairs, and a fireplace. She went over to a window and looked out of it. The drop was too high for her to escape out the window. The pirates' footsteps were getting nearer, so she grabbed a chair and stood in front of the door. When it opened, she swung the chair forward. It hit the first pirate, splintering on impact. He fell backwards, the other two jumping out of the way just in time. Michelle ran to the back of the room and looked for another weapon. The pirates had entered the room and were walking slowly towards her. She looked to her left and saw a fire poker. She picked it up and brandished it like a sword. The pirates stopped advancing. One of them took out his sword and cautiously walked to her. Once he was near enough, Michelle lunged to stab him in the leg. He blocked the blow with his sword, causing shock waves to travel up the poker and in to Michelle's arm. She almost dropped the poker but held on to it and swooped in and hit the pirate on the side of the head, knocking him unconscious. She turned to the third pirate, poker at the ready. He took out his sword and started fighting with her. It was hard to fight with the poker, but she ended up knocking him out as well. She turned around towards the door and gasped. The first pirate, who she had hit in the head with a chair, was standing up with a gun pointed at Michelle in his hand. She dropped the poker on the ground with a clank. The pirate smiled, showing a set of rotten teeth and cocked his gun. Michelle started freaking out and was searching for a way to get out of this. "Parley," she blurted out, surprising both her and the pirate.
"What?" he asked.
"Parley," Michelle repeated. "You have to take me to your captain now."
The prate grumbled and put his gun into a sash that was wrapped around his waist. He grabbed her hand and led her out of the room. Once they were in the hall, Michelle took a quick glance at the door where Elizabeth had the women. The door was closed. Hopefully the pirates hadn't found them yet. The pirate pulled Michelle down the stairs. The ballroom was in shambles. It seemed like the pirates had taken everything apart in there. Most of the pirates had left, but a couple of them were still looking through the mess for anything they might have missed. The pirate led Michelle out the door and on to the road that led to town.
The town was a wreck. Everyone was running around, pirates were carrying treasures, and the navy officers were trying to kill as many pirates as they could. The pirate ran with Michelle through the crowd to the sea. On the shore were a bunch of rowboats. The pirate shoved Michelle in to one and hopped in after her. They made their way to a sinister looking ship. Michelle could make out "The Swift" from peeling letters on the side of ship. The boat was hauled aboard and the pirate pashed Michelle onto the deck. Michelle was greeted by the unsmiling faces of the crew. The pirate led her to the wheel, where a solemn-faced pirate in a large coat and a black hat over a mass of black hair stood. The pirate walked up to him and said, "Captain Board, this wrench has demanded parley."
The captain nodded and motioned for Michelle to come forward. She stepped up to him, and he looked her up and down. Finally, he spoke. "What be yer name missy?" His voice sounded like fingernails scratching a chalkboard, which made Michelle cringe.
"Michelle Davis," she replied.
The captain thought for a minute. Finally, realization dawned on his face. "You're that lass who the party was being held for. Up at the gov'nor's. It must've cost a lot for that party." The captain paused for a second, a plan forming in his head. "People would pay a lot for you to be safely home I imagine." He seemed to have made up his mind. He turned to the pirate who had brought her. "Lock our guest in the brig."
"What?" Michelle yelled, trying to break free of the pirate who had taken her by the arms. "Why are you locking me up?"
"Because, ye'll make a great ransom. Take her away."
The pirate dragged her down to the brig, Michelle trying to get away the whole time. "Let me go!" she screamed, but the pirate kept leading her down the stairs. When they were in the brig, he shoved her down into a cell. Michelle got up and ran for the door, but he had already closed and locked it. She tried to push it open, but it was no good. The pirate left and went back on deck, leaving Michelle all alone in the dark. She combed her fingers through her hair, which had fallen out on the way to the ship. How was she going to get out of this?
[A/N: Hey everyone! I know it's kind of like POTC, but it's going to be different, trust me. I didn't get a lot of reviews for my last chapter (only two! *tear*) Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter. Now it's time for review responses!
Laraeliae Black: The ending was a dream, but it consisted of flashbacks. So it was clips of her life being replayed when she was dreaming. I know that kind of sounds confusing too, but I hope you get it now.
Lauren04: Yes, I'm going to write more chapters (and this one shows that lol) and I plan for this one to be longer than False Identity.
Thanks to Chelles for beta-ing my story. You're a life saver!
R/R!]