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Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates and never will - short and sweet.
Chapter Two
I'd been sitting in my cell for ages minding my own business humming and waiting for the opportune moment when I heard boots coming down the stairs, accompanied by a male voice. 'You know all I stole was an apple and you got that back. I really don't need to be hung." "Pirates will not be tolerated in Port Royal" came a second voicem, Mullroy's no doubt. A few minutes later a young man was pushed into a cell with. "Some Company for you" Murtogg announced somewhat nervously. The young man looked back, obviously not having paid any attention to Murtogg at all,. The young man looked scared. Little did he know how much hell I'd give him over his next comment. "Did I ever tell you sir that I have an irrational fear of dark places." Both guards looked at him. "Good thing the other ones in there isn't Mullroy," Murtogg announced proudly. Mullroy looked at him condescendingly and shook his head turning back to the male thief. "This young lass will keep you company till morning." Mullroy told him before looking the door grabbing Murtogg's elbow and pulling him up the stairs. The young man finally looked around noticing for the first time he wasn't alone. "Hello" he said cheerily as if they weren't facing death at dawn, "you to be hung as well?" he asked. 'Aye, me father won't be happy." "Ah and who would that be miss.." "Very clever, I shan't be telling yer me last name just yet, but me Christian name's Roseanna. That's all I'll be telling yer." "Fine" when he offered nothing further I questioned him. "So who'd yer be." "ah! My names Matthew" "well Matthew nice meeting yer, though I wish it could be under better circumstances. Now I'm going to sit in that corner over there and your going to sit in that one over there she told him pointing to the corner on the other side of the cell. I don't care what you do but unless you come up with a brilliant escape plan don't talk to me.
Matthew's P.O.V.
This girl is something else. She's rather scary if you ask me. Pretty good looking if you ask me. He thought as his eyes travelled appreciatively up her long legs, taking note of her hip hugging white gypsy style skirt and the black corset style top she wore. She had her long black curls threaded with coins and jewels and held back with red bandanna. On her feet she wore soft black boots made of soft leather, her whole entire get up looked as if it had seen better days, but hey what could you expect after spending even half an hour in these stingy cells. She was tall and muscular yet the prettiest gal he'd seen in a long time.
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She must have noticed his scrutinise gaze as she looked up suddenly her dark brown almost black eyes flashing dangerously, making Matthew realise he was about to regret what he'd just done. "Look Mate, yer gonna stop staring at me like I'm some piece of meat or I'm gonna castrate yer are we clear?" she finished fiercely Matthew reckoned he'd better agree quick smart or he was gonna end up hanging from the rope as a eunuch. "Sorry, Sorry" he told her raising his hands in a gesture of defeat and apology. She nodded then turned to the window. She was just staring at it as if it held the meaning of life or something.
Matthew copied her and watched the window in a similar manner. He jumped when a face suddenly appeared in the blank space he'd been looking into. "Rosie, Rosie" the face whispered. Roseanna looked towards the face. A look of recognition crossed her face before she jumped up to the window and placed her feet on the ledge just below her . "Gibsy" she cried. "Don't yer Gibsy me, what possessed you to get stuck in a jail cell, in Port Royal, no less." said the young man at the window. "How are you going to get you yourself out of this one, I can't return to the ship without you, me life wouldn't be worth living!." "Calm down!" "Calm down, calm down" he whispered hysterically. "May I remind you it's me who has to go back to our infamous captain and tell him his daughter's in a cell and is going to be hung at dawn." "Aye that's exactly what yer gonna tell him 'cept the part 'bout me getting hung at dawn. Just tell him I've been caught and I'll get myself out of it and if I'm not there in half an hour tell him to leave without me and I'll catch up." 'You better 'else I'm gonna hunt you down and kill you myself." "Alright, alright just leave." Gibsy nodded at her jumped down and hurried away.
Half an hour later
Roseanna got up from the floor and looked out the window, she swung around cursing. "That bloody Bastard, he's leaving without me." "What, huh?" "I BLOODY WELL TOLD HIM HALF AN HOUR, BLOODY IMBECILE! KNOWS THAT HALF AN HOUR MEANS AN HOUR! BLOODY PIRATE!" "Who the hell are you talking about?" "Will you shut up, I'm trying to think." Matthew sat bewildered and watched as Roseanna walked around the cell, every now and then staring out the window and muttering something about imbecilic fathers and pirates who thought there were sooo smart. looking out the window. He jumped up suddenly as Roseanna ripped her bodice, slapped her face and began screaming, "Save me, Save me the bloody thief's trying to rape me." Matthew moved towards her and swung her into a tight embrace, trying to silence her, "Shut-up, Shut-up the guards will be down here like a shot if your not quiet." Roseanna looked at him as if he was daft and screamed louder. Matthew continued to clutch her tightly not thinking what it would look like to the guards when they came down the steps.
"What are you screaming about Pirate wen.." Mullroy began, as he slowly came in sight of the scene in the cell. "Good lord she's telling the truth, Quick keys man, give me the damned keys." Murtogg struggled with the keys keeper eventually wrenching them free, while Roseanna continued struggling with Matthew and screaming - a Matthew who hadn't had the good sense to let go of her yet.. Murtogg grabbed her away from a bewildered Matthew, and she clung to him, sobbing into his shirt. 'You'll be damned to hell for sure now" Mullory muttered to Matthew as he trained his bayonet on him, "Come on Miss, we'll move you to another cell, away from this fiend, would you like a shot of brandy for your nerves" "Thank-you, so much, but please would you take me away from this man" Roseanna sobbed. As she was led from the cell, still sobbing in Murtoggs shirt, she 'accidentally' get in the way of Murtogg's feet, making the heavy man fall on the much lighter Mullory. "oh, I'm so clumsy, you've been so kind to me and I . oh, I am ever so sorry." "It's perfectly alright miss, it was just an ac." Murtogg never got to finish that sentence, as he was out cold. While he had been reassuring her, with his back turned, Roseanna had knocked him and Mullory over the head with a chair. Quick as a flash she'd run over there smashed their heads together and stepped through the gates. Matthew stood there bewildered, it happened so fast, he slowly came to the realisation that he'd been conned just like the guards in order to set them free. He looked up at Roseanna who turned to him and with a glance at the men at her feet and a slight shrug of the shoulders asked him "Are you coming or not?" To follow the crazy lady who saved your life or not to follow the crazy lady who saved your life? Matthew thought .
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Ok stupid kid didn't like being taken advantage of what's a girl to do. I wasn't gonna be hung. Roseanna thought to herself as she ran through the shadows along the fort wall. Her father had once told her that the best way to get out of Port Royal was too jump off the fort wall. That way she had less chance of getting caught basically because no-one would be fool enough to follow her. Roseanna stopped to listen for any unusual sounds what she heard really peeved her of. It was the bells signalling the escape of a prisoner she wondered if Mullroy or Murtogg had woken up or wether goody two shoes Matthew had raised the alarm. Oh well didn't matter they'd be after her now and there was no way she'd be caught again.
Will sat on the fort wall. In the exact same place they had shared their first kiss. After all he'd sacrificed for her how could she treat him like this. He deserved better than this. He deserved someone who wouldn't try to change him. Someone who would stop trying to make him a gentleman but just let him be what he was - a blacksmith a Pirate the son of William Bootstrap Turner. He was pulled away from his thoughts when the alarm bells began to ring, he stood up suddenly and saw a solitary figure running towards him. He tried to move out of the way but was just a fraction to late. They collided both tumbling over the edge of the fort wall.
Ah not good this was really not good. Roseanna thought to herself as she surfaced from the water, looking around for the poor unsuspecting soul she'd nocked into the water. She hoped he hadn't hit a rock. But lets face it what did it matter if he had. He'd only be one more problem in an otherwise perfect day. To her dismay he was treading water next to her. " I can't believe you got in my way." She told him angrily. "I got in your way, you're the one who bowled me over." Roseanna made a sound of indignation in the back of her throat before dunking the self deprecating jackass and striking out towards the Pearl that she could see in the distance. She reached for her pistol hoping she could signal with that, but duh her powder was wet. The young man behind her tugged at her ankle. She turned around kicking him in the jaw as she did so. He rubbed before saying condescendingly. "You realise the shore is the other way." "Well it's a good thing I'm not swimming to shore 'aint it" "You don't mean were going to swim to that boat." "Course we are." He shook his head as Roseanna turned and struck out for the boat.
You knew he had to come into it somehow. He's a bit of a jerk but he'll get better.
Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates and never will - short and sweet.
Chapter Two
I'd been sitting in my cell for ages minding my own business humming and waiting for the opportune moment when I heard boots coming down the stairs, accompanied by a male voice. 'You know all I stole was an apple and you got that back. I really don't need to be hung." "Pirates will not be tolerated in Port Royal" came a second voicem, Mullroy's no doubt. A few minutes later a young man was pushed into a cell with. "Some Company for you" Murtogg announced somewhat nervously. The young man looked back, obviously not having paid any attention to Murtogg at all,. The young man looked scared. Little did he know how much hell I'd give him over his next comment. "Did I ever tell you sir that I have an irrational fear of dark places." Both guards looked at him. "Good thing the other ones in there isn't Mullroy," Murtogg announced proudly. Mullroy looked at him condescendingly and shook his head turning back to the male thief. "This young lass will keep you company till morning." Mullroy told him before looking the door grabbing Murtogg's elbow and pulling him up the stairs. The young man finally looked around noticing for the first time he wasn't alone. "Hello" he said cheerily as if they weren't facing death at dawn, "you to be hung as well?" he asked. 'Aye, me father won't be happy." "Ah and who would that be miss.." "Very clever, I shan't be telling yer me last name just yet, but me Christian name's Roseanna. That's all I'll be telling yer." "Fine" when he offered nothing further I questioned him. "So who'd yer be." "ah! My names Matthew" "well Matthew nice meeting yer, though I wish it could be under better circumstances. Now I'm going to sit in that corner over there and your going to sit in that one over there she told him pointing to the corner on the other side of the cell. I don't care what you do but unless you come up with a brilliant escape plan don't talk to me.
Matthew's P.O.V.
This girl is something else. She's rather scary if you ask me. Pretty good looking if you ask me. He thought as his eyes travelled appreciatively up her long legs, taking note of her hip hugging white gypsy style skirt and the black corset style top she wore. She had her long black curls threaded with coins and jewels and held back with red bandanna. On her feet she wore soft black boots made of soft leather, her whole entire get up looked as if it had seen better days, but hey what could you expect after spending even half an hour in these stingy cells. She was tall and muscular yet the prettiest gal he'd seen in a long time.
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She must have noticed his scrutinise gaze as she looked up suddenly her dark brown almost black eyes flashing dangerously, making Matthew realise he was about to regret what he'd just done. "Look Mate, yer gonna stop staring at me like I'm some piece of meat or I'm gonna castrate yer are we clear?" she finished fiercely Matthew reckoned he'd better agree quick smart or he was gonna end up hanging from the rope as a eunuch. "Sorry, Sorry" he told her raising his hands in a gesture of defeat and apology. She nodded then turned to the window. She was just staring at it as if it held the meaning of life or something.
Matthew copied her and watched the window in a similar manner. He jumped when a face suddenly appeared in the blank space he'd been looking into. "Rosie, Rosie" the face whispered. Roseanna looked towards the face. A look of recognition crossed her face before she jumped up to the window and placed her feet on the ledge just below her . "Gibsy" she cried. "Don't yer Gibsy me, what possessed you to get stuck in a jail cell, in Port Royal, no less." said the young man at the window. "How are you going to get you yourself out of this one, I can't return to the ship without you, me life wouldn't be worth living!." "Calm down!" "Calm down, calm down" he whispered hysterically. "May I remind you it's me who has to go back to our infamous captain and tell him his daughter's in a cell and is going to be hung at dawn." "Aye that's exactly what yer gonna tell him 'cept the part 'bout me getting hung at dawn. Just tell him I've been caught and I'll get myself out of it and if I'm not there in half an hour tell him to leave without me and I'll catch up." 'You better 'else I'm gonna hunt you down and kill you myself." "Alright, alright just leave." Gibsy nodded at her jumped down and hurried away.
Half an hour later
Roseanna got up from the floor and looked out the window, she swung around cursing. "That bloody Bastard, he's leaving without me." "What, huh?" "I BLOODY WELL TOLD HIM HALF AN HOUR, BLOODY IMBECILE! KNOWS THAT HALF AN HOUR MEANS AN HOUR! BLOODY PIRATE!" "Who the hell are you talking about?" "Will you shut up, I'm trying to think." Matthew sat bewildered and watched as Roseanna walked around the cell, every now and then staring out the window and muttering something about imbecilic fathers and pirates who thought there were sooo smart. looking out the window. He jumped up suddenly as Roseanna ripped her bodice, slapped her face and began screaming, "Save me, Save me the bloody thief's trying to rape me." Matthew moved towards her and swung her into a tight embrace, trying to silence her, "Shut-up, Shut-up the guards will be down here like a shot if your not quiet." Roseanna looked at him as if he was daft and screamed louder. Matthew continued to clutch her tightly not thinking what it would look like to the guards when they came down the steps.
"What are you screaming about Pirate wen.." Mullroy began, as he slowly came in sight of the scene in the cell. "Good lord she's telling the truth, Quick keys man, give me the damned keys." Murtogg struggled with the keys keeper eventually wrenching them free, while Roseanna continued struggling with Matthew and screaming - a Matthew who hadn't had the good sense to let go of her yet.. Murtogg grabbed her away from a bewildered Matthew, and she clung to him, sobbing into his shirt. 'You'll be damned to hell for sure now" Mullory muttered to Matthew as he trained his bayonet on him, "Come on Miss, we'll move you to another cell, away from this fiend, would you like a shot of brandy for your nerves" "Thank-you, so much, but please would you take me away from this man" Roseanna sobbed. As she was led from the cell, still sobbing in Murtoggs shirt, she 'accidentally' get in the way of Murtogg's feet, making the heavy man fall on the much lighter Mullory. "oh, I'm so clumsy, you've been so kind to me and I . oh, I am ever so sorry." "It's perfectly alright miss, it was just an ac." Murtogg never got to finish that sentence, as he was out cold. While he had been reassuring her, with his back turned, Roseanna had knocked him and Mullory over the head with a chair. Quick as a flash she'd run over there smashed their heads together and stepped through the gates. Matthew stood there bewildered, it happened so fast, he slowly came to the realisation that he'd been conned just like the guards in order to set them free. He looked up at Roseanna who turned to him and with a glance at the men at her feet and a slight shrug of the shoulders asked him "Are you coming or not?" To follow the crazy lady who saved your life or not to follow the crazy lady who saved your life? Matthew thought .
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Ok stupid kid didn't like being taken advantage of what's a girl to do. I wasn't gonna be hung. Roseanna thought to herself as she ran through the shadows along the fort wall. Her father had once told her that the best way to get out of Port Royal was too jump off the fort wall. That way she had less chance of getting caught basically because no-one would be fool enough to follow her. Roseanna stopped to listen for any unusual sounds what she heard really peeved her of. It was the bells signalling the escape of a prisoner she wondered if Mullroy or Murtogg had woken up or wether goody two shoes Matthew had raised the alarm. Oh well didn't matter they'd be after her now and there was no way she'd be caught again.
Will sat on the fort wall. In the exact same place they had shared their first kiss. After all he'd sacrificed for her how could she treat him like this. He deserved better than this. He deserved someone who wouldn't try to change him. Someone who would stop trying to make him a gentleman but just let him be what he was - a blacksmith a Pirate the son of William Bootstrap Turner. He was pulled away from his thoughts when the alarm bells began to ring, he stood up suddenly and saw a solitary figure running towards him. He tried to move out of the way but was just a fraction to late. They collided both tumbling over the edge of the fort wall.
Ah not good this was really not good. Roseanna thought to herself as she surfaced from the water, looking around for the poor unsuspecting soul she'd nocked into the water. She hoped he hadn't hit a rock. But lets face it what did it matter if he had. He'd only be one more problem in an otherwise perfect day. To her dismay he was treading water next to her. " I can't believe you got in my way." She told him angrily. "I got in your way, you're the one who bowled me over." Roseanna made a sound of indignation in the back of her throat before dunking the self deprecating jackass and striking out towards the Pearl that she could see in the distance. She reached for her pistol hoping she could signal with that, but duh her powder was wet. The young man behind her tugged at her ankle. She turned around kicking him in the jaw as she did so. He rubbed before saying condescendingly. "You realise the shore is the other way." "Well it's a good thing I'm not swimming to shore 'aint it" "You don't mean were going to swim to that boat." "Course we are." He shook his head as Roseanna turned and struck out for the boat.
You knew he had to come into it somehow. He's a bit of a jerk but he'll get better.