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Chapter Three - Attack of the Bluehawk
A few weeks later, Caroline and her sisters were sitting down to lunch with their father when Carol remembered a question she had been meaning to ask for some time now.
"Father?" Her father stopped with his fork halfway to his mouth. Carol stifled a grin.
"Yes, Carol?"
"The ship that was here a few weeks ago, the one with the black sails. What was she called?" Carol asked, avoiding her sister's confused looks.
"That's the Black Pearl. Beautiful, isn't she? The fastest ship in the Caribbean."
"Yes...she was lovely. When do you think she will return?"
"Oh, Captain Sparrow and his crew should be dropping in any day now. They'll stop here to trade their goods for money to spend in Tortuga." Governor White gave his daughter a suspicious look. She had such a dreamy smile on her face... "Why do you ask?" he asked. She colored slightly.
"Oh, nothing. She was just a pretty ship."
Gina and Mary traded glances. Perhaps their father was fooled by that, but they knew Carol far too well to buy it. When you live with two sisters, each within three years of both the others, and hardly see anyone else your own age, you really get to know each other. Carol noticed their looks and hastily changed the subject.
"Why do you never let us meet your pirate friends, Daddy? You always send us out or hide us away when they come to visit you."
"Frankly, Father, I've wondered that myself." Gina commented as she refilled her father's wine glass. White cleared his throat.
"Ahem...well...they are fine people, but I don't think it would be...good...for you to associate with them. They might give you...notions."
Gina looked down her nose at him. "Really, Father, we're not little children anymore. We're hardly given to notions." Mary giggled. Gina glared at her. "Well, perhaps Mary is."
"Shush, sister!" Mary scolded good-naturedly.
Suddenly, a loud BOOM reverberated throughout the house.
"What in the name of -"
A black man clad in servant's clothes raced into the room and skidded into the room. He bowed hurriedly.
"Pirates, sir! They's attackin' from de bay!"
"What?" White exclaimed, standing up quickly and upsetting his wine glass.
"Pirates, Joseph?!" Mary squeaked. Carol just stared in shock.
"What pirate would DARE attack - " Gina whispered.
"Girls, get into the servant's kitchen. If you hear any sign that they are in this house, you get out through the back way. But don't move until then, understood?"
"Yes, Father." All three girls bolted as one. White squared his shoulders and strode out the door, Joseph right behind him. When they got to the top of St. Andrew's fortress they were greeted by his Commander, Captain Jones.
"It's definitely pirates sir, but not any ship I've ever seen before." He handed White a collapsible brass spyglass. White extended it and took a good look at the bay.
The ship in the harbor was a large one, well-kept, with faded gilt on the trim and tall cornflower-blue sails. Two rows of guns flashed dangerously at the harbor - the ship probably had about sixty guns. Most striking, however, were the pirate colors fluttering proudly in the wind. No pirate ship ever flew their flag in this port...but then, no pirate ship would ever dare to attack this port, either, White thought, the irony of the situation not escaping him. He took a closer look at the flag. It was black, with the white silhouette of a soaring bird of prey outlined in blue.
"The Bluehawk..." he breathed, recognizing it immediately. "Of course you wouldn't recognize her. She hasn't come within miles of here for some fifteen years." He collapsed the spyglass with a snap and handed it back to his captain.
"So, Bonny Will Turner has returned at last. What in God's name does he think he's doing?"
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AN - WAAAAAIIII!!!!!! I got reviews! I got reviews!! *does a happy dance* I love you ALL!!
Amber3: I'm sorry about the length of the chapters. I divide them where it fits, and sometimes a scene just isn't very long. But the next one will be longer, I promise! And yeah, I know I have a lot of dialogue. I guess that's just the way I see it. I think I read too much. ~.~'
u-ne-korn: Glad you liked it! And I couldn't wait till I got a review, as you can see. Besides, I figured no one would review if I just left it at the Prologue.
LL: *sticks tongue out* You're my mom, you don't count.
E~chan: Yay!! Finally, someone from my hometown! At least you kept YOUR promise. My boyfriend stayed home sick today and HE didn't read it. *bleh*
I expect to hear from EVERYONE who reads this! That includes all you who don't have a ff.net pen name! Review RIGHT NOW!!! (Please?)
Chapter Three - Attack of the Bluehawk
A few weeks later, Caroline and her sisters were sitting down to lunch with their father when Carol remembered a question she had been meaning to ask for some time now.
"Father?" Her father stopped with his fork halfway to his mouth. Carol stifled a grin.
"Yes, Carol?"
"The ship that was here a few weeks ago, the one with the black sails. What was she called?" Carol asked, avoiding her sister's confused looks.
"That's the Black Pearl. Beautiful, isn't she? The fastest ship in the Caribbean."
"Yes...she was lovely. When do you think she will return?"
"Oh, Captain Sparrow and his crew should be dropping in any day now. They'll stop here to trade their goods for money to spend in Tortuga." Governor White gave his daughter a suspicious look. She had such a dreamy smile on her face... "Why do you ask?" he asked. She colored slightly.
"Oh, nothing. She was just a pretty ship."
Gina and Mary traded glances. Perhaps their father was fooled by that, but they knew Carol far too well to buy it. When you live with two sisters, each within three years of both the others, and hardly see anyone else your own age, you really get to know each other. Carol noticed their looks and hastily changed the subject.
"Why do you never let us meet your pirate friends, Daddy? You always send us out or hide us away when they come to visit you."
"Frankly, Father, I've wondered that myself." Gina commented as she refilled her father's wine glass. White cleared his throat.
"Ahem...well...they are fine people, but I don't think it would be...good...for you to associate with them. They might give you...notions."
Gina looked down her nose at him. "Really, Father, we're not little children anymore. We're hardly given to notions." Mary giggled. Gina glared at her. "Well, perhaps Mary is."
"Shush, sister!" Mary scolded good-naturedly.
Suddenly, a loud BOOM reverberated throughout the house.
"What in the name of -"
A black man clad in servant's clothes raced into the room and skidded into the room. He bowed hurriedly.
"Pirates, sir! They's attackin' from de bay!"
"What?" White exclaimed, standing up quickly and upsetting his wine glass.
"Pirates, Joseph?!" Mary squeaked. Carol just stared in shock.
"What pirate would DARE attack - " Gina whispered.
"Girls, get into the servant's kitchen. If you hear any sign that they are in this house, you get out through the back way. But don't move until then, understood?"
"Yes, Father." All three girls bolted as one. White squared his shoulders and strode out the door, Joseph right behind him. When they got to the top of St. Andrew's fortress they were greeted by his Commander, Captain Jones.
"It's definitely pirates sir, but not any ship I've ever seen before." He handed White a collapsible brass spyglass. White extended it and took a good look at the bay.
The ship in the harbor was a large one, well-kept, with faded gilt on the trim and tall cornflower-blue sails. Two rows of guns flashed dangerously at the harbor - the ship probably had about sixty guns. Most striking, however, were the pirate colors fluttering proudly in the wind. No pirate ship ever flew their flag in this port...but then, no pirate ship would ever dare to attack this port, either, White thought, the irony of the situation not escaping him. He took a closer look at the flag. It was black, with the white silhouette of a soaring bird of prey outlined in blue.
"The Bluehawk..." he breathed, recognizing it immediately. "Of course you wouldn't recognize her. She hasn't come within miles of here for some fifteen years." He collapsed the spyglass with a snap and handed it back to his captain.
"So, Bonny Will Turner has returned at last. What in God's name does he think he's doing?"
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AN - WAAAAAIIII!!!!!! I got reviews! I got reviews!! *does a happy dance* I love you ALL!!
Amber3: I'm sorry about the length of the chapters. I divide them where it fits, and sometimes a scene just isn't very long. But the next one will be longer, I promise! And yeah, I know I have a lot of dialogue. I guess that's just the way I see it. I think I read too much. ~.~'
u-ne-korn: Glad you liked it! And I couldn't wait till I got a review, as you can see. Besides, I figured no one would review if I just left it at the Prologue.
LL: *sticks tongue out* You're my mom, you don't count.
E~chan: Yay!! Finally, someone from my hometown! At least you kept YOUR promise. My boyfriend stayed home sick today and HE didn't read it. *bleh*
I expect to hear from EVERYONE who reads this! That includes all you who don't have a ff.net pen name! Review RIGHT NOW!!! (Please?)