GIVING UP CHARITY
DISCLAIMER: I own Charity. That is all. Oh, and there are some quotes from the movie and I don't own the words.
Author's Note: Thank you so much for you nice reviews! Even the bad ones.
Jenn: No, actually Will is twenty and Charity is 17. There is a three-year difference between their ages.
SpAnIsH-EyEs2: Thanks for the nice compliment!
Steff7: I'm glad you like it and here's an update.
Ciara7: Sorry for the suspense. I felt it necessary to do it.
Red Fox7: Thanks!
Shea Pierce: This isn't a Mary-sue. Charity is not going to die off and if you don't like it, then please don't read my story.
Night Sisters: Thank you for the advice and hopefully Charity will be more defined in this chapter. But thanks for you kind review.
Marissa03: I'm glad you like it. (
Honolulu: That's good to hear!
Breath-taker: Yeah, I'd love to do a chain story with you. Sounds interesting!
Luna Crescent: Barbossa doesn't care that she's a woman, only the fact that she can help lift the curse off of them and get him more booty. He doesn't care if its bad luck, he has enough bad luck as it is, being cursed and all. And yes, I have seen the movie almost 8 times. This isn't a Mary-sue and if you don't like it, don't read it!
FrannieGurl2006: Here is your update!
Shanelover2: Here is more!
PS: This story isn't Mary-sue, by the way. I originally wrote this story thinking no one would review it but I'm glad that you all did. So hopefully, you'll like this chapter!
* * * * * * * * * * Chapter Two
Charity stopped following Grapple when she met the chocolate brown eyes of Will, standing there with a hatchet in hand. He looked so familiar but she couldn't place his face.
There she was, standing right in front of his eyes, and he had to fight the urge to hug her.
"Katherine," he whispered, stepping closer.
She shook her head, not uttering a word. What was he thinking? Calling her Katherine? Her name was Charity, not some high class name like Katherine.
She stepped back, the treasure dangling out of her pocket. She bumped into someone, a woman to be more exact.
Will watched as she shot her, his heart breaking. This wasn't the sweet innocent girl he was related to. She was a pirate, just like the others. His brown hair blew in the wind as he saw another pirate come up, on that he thought he had killed almost ten minutes earlier. He waved at Will, before Will became in contact with darkness.
Charity smirked, wondering why they couldn't just kill him. She shook the thought off, before thinking, 'Sorry there, mate. Can't have you followin' us on to the iPearl/i'
She watched as Pintel and Ragetti were holding a girl, who looked the same age as the man who was unconscious on the ground. She shrugged, not caring anymore. She followed them down to the boats, where she boarded swiftly and let Bo'sun row them back to the iPearl/i
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Charity was one of the first to board the ship, making contact with Barbossa first. He was like a father to her and she loved him.
"Ah, my wonderful Charity," Barbossa mused, "How ye doin'?"
"Fine, I s'pect," she replied, "but Pintel and Ragetti brought a girl aboard." She paused, watching Bo'sun confront the two pirates.
She couldn't hear their conversation that well, and frankly, she didn't care.
Barbossa began to walk down the stairs swiftly, angry. This woman was in the protection of parley and he hit her.
"And ye'll not lay a hand on those under the protection of parley," he said, angrily, grasping the black pirate's huge hand.
"Aye sir," Bo'sun replied.
Charity walked down softly, making sure not to interrupt Barbossa. Last time she did that, he had hit her hard enough to sprain her neck, thankfully it didn't. He had apologized soon after because he knew that she couldn't die and he didn't want to lose her.
"Captain Barbossa, I am here to negotiate the cessation of hostilities against Port Royal," her British voice penetrated Charity's ears and she hated her voice. It was too perfect for her.
Barbossa laughed, softly, before said, "There are a lot of big words in there, Miss; we're naught but humble pirates. What is it you want?"
"I want you to leave Port Royal and never come back," the woman said and it made Barbossa laugh harder.
"I am disinclined to acquiesce your request," she gave a confused look, "Means no."
Charity got closer so that she could see her face. Perfect, untouched. Charity envied her, she was beautiful and she was not. Her brown eyes met the other's eyes.
"Got a name, Missy?"
"Elizabeth," she said, pausing, "Turner. I'm a maid in the governor's household."
Elizabeth gasped when Charity met her eyes. "Will?"
Barbossa looked at Charity and chuckled, "Nay Miss Turner. That is Charity, a female pirate."
Elizabeth couldn't believe it. She looked exactly like Will, only three years younger! She couldn't hear Barbossa order Bo'sun to set the ship to sail or see him walk away. All she noticed was this girl looked like Will and that she was a pirate.
"Quit lookin' at me, Turner," Charity ordered.
Elizabeth didn't take her eyes off of her. "You are Will's sister, aren't you?"
"I 'ave no brothers," Charity snapped, "only thin' I have that relates to a family is Barbossa. Pintel! Ragetti! Get this girl out of my sight!"
Pintel and Ragetti did as ordered, carrying Elizabeth off. Charity sighed. That was the second time she was mistaken as someone else.
Barbossa noticed the slight twitch in Charity and knew that Elizabeth had gotten on her nerves. He knew that if she wasn't under the protection of parley or the last part to lift the curse, she would've killed her on the spot.
"Don' let 'er get to ye, Charity," Barbossa said, softly, "We are goin' to Isla de Muerta!"
Charity smirked. Thoughts began to run into her head as she felt the boat begin to sway beneath the waves. She dismissed them, trying not to think of anything but piracy.
"What's troublin' ye?"
Charity looked at Barbossa and replied, "Am I someone else? Do I have another name? Some man called me Katherine and the Turner called me Will."
"Nay. You are Charity," Barbossa replied, "a great female pirate. As ruthless as I am! You bring joy to me heart when I think of ye. Of course, the other's think that as well and that's makin' us softies."
Charity laughed. "Softies, eh? Well, I'll have to work on that with ye."
Barbossa stared, his eyes not blinking. He was becoming a softy, as was the entire crew, but no one needed to know that.
"Tell me about Jack Sparrow," Charity said, out of the blue, "I saw him in prison."
"Jack Sparrow? His name is not to be said upon this boat, do ye hear?" Barbossa roared. It roused the entire crew to look up near the wheel.
He had to fight the urge to smack Charity. She didn't know about Jack and it was a common question.
"Yes sir," she replied, softly, awaiting a blow to her face. She didn't receive a blow so she walked down the stairs again.
Out of all the pirates on the iPearl/i, she feared Barbossa the most.
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Review!
DISCLAIMER: I own Charity. That is all. Oh, and there are some quotes from the movie and I don't own the words.
Author's Note: Thank you so much for you nice reviews! Even the bad ones.
Jenn: No, actually Will is twenty and Charity is 17. There is a three-year difference between their ages.
SpAnIsH-EyEs2: Thanks for the nice compliment!
Steff7: I'm glad you like it and here's an update.
Ciara7: Sorry for the suspense. I felt it necessary to do it.
Red Fox7: Thanks!
Shea Pierce: This isn't a Mary-sue. Charity is not going to die off and if you don't like it, then please don't read my story.
Night Sisters: Thank you for the advice and hopefully Charity will be more defined in this chapter. But thanks for you kind review.
Marissa03: I'm glad you like it. (
Honolulu: That's good to hear!
Breath-taker: Yeah, I'd love to do a chain story with you. Sounds interesting!
Luna Crescent: Barbossa doesn't care that she's a woman, only the fact that she can help lift the curse off of them and get him more booty. He doesn't care if its bad luck, he has enough bad luck as it is, being cursed and all. And yes, I have seen the movie almost 8 times. This isn't a Mary-sue and if you don't like it, don't read it!
FrannieGurl2006: Here is your update!
Shanelover2: Here is more!
PS: This story isn't Mary-sue, by the way. I originally wrote this story thinking no one would review it but I'm glad that you all did. So hopefully, you'll like this chapter!
* * * * * * * * * * Chapter Two
Charity stopped following Grapple when she met the chocolate brown eyes of Will, standing there with a hatchet in hand. He looked so familiar but she couldn't place his face.
There she was, standing right in front of his eyes, and he had to fight the urge to hug her.
"Katherine," he whispered, stepping closer.
She shook her head, not uttering a word. What was he thinking? Calling her Katherine? Her name was Charity, not some high class name like Katherine.
She stepped back, the treasure dangling out of her pocket. She bumped into someone, a woman to be more exact.
Will watched as she shot her, his heart breaking. This wasn't the sweet innocent girl he was related to. She was a pirate, just like the others. His brown hair blew in the wind as he saw another pirate come up, on that he thought he had killed almost ten minutes earlier. He waved at Will, before Will became in contact with darkness.
Charity smirked, wondering why they couldn't just kill him. She shook the thought off, before thinking, 'Sorry there, mate. Can't have you followin' us on to the iPearl/i'
She watched as Pintel and Ragetti were holding a girl, who looked the same age as the man who was unconscious on the ground. She shrugged, not caring anymore. She followed them down to the boats, where she boarded swiftly and let Bo'sun row them back to the iPearl/i
* * * * * * * *
Charity was one of the first to board the ship, making contact with Barbossa first. He was like a father to her and she loved him.
"Ah, my wonderful Charity," Barbossa mused, "How ye doin'?"
"Fine, I s'pect," she replied, "but Pintel and Ragetti brought a girl aboard." She paused, watching Bo'sun confront the two pirates.
She couldn't hear their conversation that well, and frankly, she didn't care.
Barbossa began to walk down the stairs swiftly, angry. This woman was in the protection of parley and he hit her.
"And ye'll not lay a hand on those under the protection of parley," he said, angrily, grasping the black pirate's huge hand.
"Aye sir," Bo'sun replied.
Charity walked down softly, making sure not to interrupt Barbossa. Last time she did that, he had hit her hard enough to sprain her neck, thankfully it didn't. He had apologized soon after because he knew that she couldn't die and he didn't want to lose her.
"Captain Barbossa, I am here to negotiate the cessation of hostilities against Port Royal," her British voice penetrated Charity's ears and she hated her voice. It was too perfect for her.
Barbossa laughed, softly, before said, "There are a lot of big words in there, Miss; we're naught but humble pirates. What is it you want?"
"I want you to leave Port Royal and never come back," the woman said and it made Barbossa laugh harder.
"I am disinclined to acquiesce your request," she gave a confused look, "Means no."
Charity got closer so that she could see her face. Perfect, untouched. Charity envied her, she was beautiful and she was not. Her brown eyes met the other's eyes.
"Got a name, Missy?"
"Elizabeth," she said, pausing, "Turner. I'm a maid in the governor's household."
Elizabeth gasped when Charity met her eyes. "Will?"
Barbossa looked at Charity and chuckled, "Nay Miss Turner. That is Charity, a female pirate."
Elizabeth couldn't believe it. She looked exactly like Will, only three years younger! She couldn't hear Barbossa order Bo'sun to set the ship to sail or see him walk away. All she noticed was this girl looked like Will and that she was a pirate.
"Quit lookin' at me, Turner," Charity ordered.
Elizabeth didn't take her eyes off of her. "You are Will's sister, aren't you?"
"I 'ave no brothers," Charity snapped, "only thin' I have that relates to a family is Barbossa. Pintel! Ragetti! Get this girl out of my sight!"
Pintel and Ragetti did as ordered, carrying Elizabeth off. Charity sighed. That was the second time she was mistaken as someone else.
Barbossa noticed the slight twitch in Charity and knew that Elizabeth had gotten on her nerves. He knew that if she wasn't under the protection of parley or the last part to lift the curse, she would've killed her on the spot.
"Don' let 'er get to ye, Charity," Barbossa said, softly, "We are goin' to Isla de Muerta!"
Charity smirked. Thoughts began to run into her head as she felt the boat begin to sway beneath the waves. She dismissed them, trying not to think of anything but piracy.
"What's troublin' ye?"
Charity looked at Barbossa and replied, "Am I someone else? Do I have another name? Some man called me Katherine and the Turner called me Will."
"Nay. You are Charity," Barbossa replied, "a great female pirate. As ruthless as I am! You bring joy to me heart when I think of ye. Of course, the other's think that as well and that's makin' us softies."
Charity laughed. "Softies, eh? Well, I'll have to work on that with ye."
Barbossa stared, his eyes not blinking. He was becoming a softy, as was the entire crew, but no one needed to know that.
"Tell me about Jack Sparrow," Charity said, out of the blue, "I saw him in prison."
"Jack Sparrow? His name is not to be said upon this boat, do ye hear?" Barbossa roared. It roused the entire crew to look up near the wheel.
He had to fight the urge to smack Charity. She didn't know about Jack and it was a common question.
"Yes sir," she replied, softly, awaiting a blow to her face. She didn't receive a blow so she walked down the stairs again.
Out of all the pirates on the iPearl/i, she feared Barbossa the most.
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