Okay people thanks a bunch for all of your reviews. I never dreamed I would get so many reviews in one day! So for all of you I have decided to spend my day off writing. Yes so be thankful and keep reveiwing! I write more when people like my stuff!


By the way, at this time I would like to point out two minor mistakes I made in the first chapter...


1:: not the 1800 the 1600's wrong time period lol.

2:: When she says hired by her brother she means cousin!


Now on to the next chapter!


Will walked swiftly through the winding back streets of Port Royal, he had promised to meet Elizabeth and her father at the Fort and he had lost track of the time, making him late. It was never good to be late especially when Will was told that he was going to receive a gift. He cursed himself in his head for being so stupid and picked up the pace, not wanting to keep them waiting any longer. He was supposed to meet Elizabeth before the sun set, but by the time he realized it, the sun had already begun to sink down into western sky streaking the horizon with reds, oranges, and pinks. If Will had not been in such a hurry he might of stopped to enjoy it but there was no time.

It had been almost a month since his adventure with Jack Sparrow and the Black Pearl and since then almost nothing had happened. He had planned on marrying Elizabeth, but her father had different ideas. The deal was that before the Governor was to give his blessing, Will had to earn enough money to support her, which was no easy task. Will had only been an apprentice blacksmith a month ago and who in there right mind would trust a beginner like that. Will had become more frustrated every day, but he kept telling himself that this was a test of his true love, and that he would do anything to overcome it.

Finally in the distance Will caught a glimpse of Elizabeth and her father standing there chatting, however there was another figure standing there talking to them. Will's stomach churned inside him as he realized that the figure belonged to a certain Commodore Norrington. Norrington was Will's least favorite person especially after he had tried to steal Elizabeth's heart. Will started into a trot and finally reached the group. They were all standing outside the brig, an odd place for a meeting Will thought.


"Will! There you are I was beginning to worry, but I suppose there's no point in that since you can take care of yourself." Elizabeth smiled sweetly as she noticed Will arriving. Will only nodded in reply, still trying to catch his breath from all his hurrying.


"There you are my boy." The Governor said with a cheerful grin.


Before anyone could say anything else Norrington spoke up in that irritating matter of fact tone of his. "I see no point in just standing around here any longer. Shall I fetch her?" He asked.


"Her?" Will managed to get out.


"Oh you shall see! I hope she will help you with your blacksmith shop." Elizabeth chimed in. She stood next to Will and took his hand gently into hers as she smiled up at him. Will grinned down at her and gave her hand a small squeeze.


Norrington turned abruptly and disappeared down into the darkness of the brig. Will's expression changed as Norrington left them to hold a puzzled look on his face at what was going on. She? Who was SHE and how was it supposed to help him? He wondered. At first he had been excited to come here, but after a few moments and Norrington had not returned, his heart fell as he realized what SHE was....



Mara had woken from her fitful sleep quite some time ago and now sat quietly on the cell floor leaning up against the wall opposite of the door separating her from her freedoms. She had managed to stuff her ink bottle, quill pen, and journal into one of her big sleeves and had composed herself so she was ready when Norrington came. Mara planned to give him no satisfaction by crying or carrying on, and instead of dwelling on it she focused on turning all of her energy into turning off any emotion that could give away how she felt. That was how she was going to face him.


Finally the sound of heavy footsteps came down the stairs and Mara was once again facing Norrington. This time however he said nothing to her as he reached into his pocket and withdrew a ring of keys. He unlocked the cell door and crossed the space between him and Mara. Mara looked up at him with an icy stare, but made no attempt to move or speak to him. She only glared. It was obvious that her gaze made him uncomfortable when he grabbed her wrist and pulled her painfully to her feet.


"Its time I be rid of you once and for all." Norrington said angrily as he turned and pulled Mara along with him down the corridor and up the stone steps to the outside. Outside it was still rather bright and Mara had to close her eyes for a second to adjust. Norrington still had a tight grip on her wrist and when she tried to pull it away he wrenched it back sending a wave of pain up her arm. Instead of attempting to pull away again Mara looked around at the group of people that stood before her. There was an older man wearing a very fancy set of trousers and jacket and a ridiculous looking wig, there was also a young woman Mara guessed more or less her own age in a very fancy green dress with wight lace trimming the edges. However the one that caught her attention was the man that stood next to the girl. He was not dressed in anything more then brown trousers, a wight shirt and a brown vest. He did not seem to fit in with the others and yet she sensed a bond between him and the woman.


"Well here she is. She's not good for cooking or cleaning but I'm sure she can help with grunt work. Just be careful with her she's tricky." Norrington said as he pulled out a pair of shackles and clamped them on both her wrists. "You'll need these."


"Um.....what's her name?" Was all that the boy managed to say.


"She used to go by Mara, but you can call her what you wish. It matters not." Norrington said as he handed the key to Mara's irons over to the boy.


"Well um, thank you very much. I'm sure this will be a great help." The boy did not sound at all sure of himself and Mara wondered if he expected in anyway that he would get a slave. Even though she was not pleased with being a slave, she was very happy that she had not gone with the older man or young girl.


"I hope she is use full Will. It was father's idea." The young girl spoke up finally.


"Do not worry Elizabeth. Anyways, I have a lot of work to do back at my shop, I should get going." Will smiled. Elizabeth said nothing, and only nodded sadly like she was expecting for something else to happen.


Mara kept silent throughout the whole ordeal. What could she say? 'I'm sorry I have better things to do then be your slave' no that would not work at all and probably make the whole situation worse then it already was. This Will however, who was her so called master did not give her any reason to hate him...yet, but Norrington on the other hand, what she had planed for him no words could possibly describe.