Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Pirates of the Caribbean characters I refer to in this story. I do own Sarah and anybody else who you don't recognize.
Author's Note- I've decided to write a Pirates of the Caribbean story. Feed back would be nice as I always need reviews to continue with my stories. Read and enjoy.
The story begins,
Will Turner glanced around quickly. He had been walking around Port Royal for quite a while and didn't know or care where he was. He sighed deeply as he thought about the month's events. Jack Sparrow had left with the Black Pearl for one reason or another and Will had thought that he and Elizabeth Swann would live happily for a while. So much for that. A couple weeks after Jack had left; Elizabeth had gotten sick and died. Will shivered without meaning to. Being near the ocean meant it was usually cold due to the sea winds. He decided to go to the nearest inn, have a glass of rum, and decide what he was going to do next. The closest inn was the Square Rigging Inn. It looked rough and somewhat old, but it would do. Will opened the rough wooden door and stepped inside. The smell of smoke and rum automatically hit him. He was used to this, however, and casually sat down at one of the many rough, round tables. A somewhat plump woman with brown hair pulled back in a messy bun soon approached him. "Hello there, what can I get you tonight?" she asked. Her voice had a rough accent.
"Just rum," Will answered. He usually wasn't a big rum drinker, but he would make an exception. The woman nodded and hurried off to get his dink. Will soon found himself gazing off in his own world and didn't notice anything until a gunshot went off. He jumped up and pulled out his sword. His brown eyes scanned the scene until he found the problem. A group of pirates were trying to start a fight with practically everyone in the inn. Will jumped up and began to fight. He had taught himself to fight and was quite good at it. Pirate after pirate came at him and were struck down. He heard a thump from behind him and turned quickly to see a large, strong pirate on the ground in an unconscious state. What amazed him even more was not so much the fact that the pirate had been knocked out, but who was standing over the limp body; a woman. Will blinked a couple times. The woman looked as though she couldn't be over his age of twenty five and knew how to take care of herself. She was slim in figure but it could be seen that she had some muscle on her and her hair that was dirty blonde in color went a little bit past her shoulders with her bangs going just past her ears and parted neatly. The final thing that could be said about her appearance was that her beautiful, sapphire blue eyes accented her face beautifully. Her own sword was in her hand and she looked ready to fight. Will turned back to his own fighting and slaughtered some more pirates that came his way. He turned back to the woman to see of she needed any help. However, she had also killed all the pirates that had come at her. She turned her head and their eyes met. For a few seconds they stared unblinkingly at each other before turning away. More pirates came and were slaughtered by the two fighters. Before long, no more pirates came and everyone continued what they were originally doing. Will walked over to the woman slowly. She looked at him uncertainly and cocked an eyebrow. Her hand tightened its grip on her sword, which had been placed back in its sheath. It was obvious that she was ready to attack if things went wrong. Will thought of what to say and could think of nothing.
"You fight very well," was all he could manage. The girl looked confused.
"Thank you, I taught myself how to fight."
"As did I."
"This may seem very over friendly but would you like a glass of rum, on me of course?"
"I already have some rum but if you'd like to join me, I'd be honored."
"I'd love to, but only for a while. Oh, and could you please get off my foot?" Will smiled and moved. He was embarrassed but thought this was turning out to be not so bad after all. He sat down and the woman sat beside him. He looked her over quickly. He hadn't noticed that she was wearing a white, long sleeved shirt that men usually wore, black breeches, and black, high heeled, boots that seemed to go to her knees. Will also noticed that although these were men's clothes, they fit her very nicely. The woman cleared her throat. "I don't believe I caught your name," she said.
"You didn't catch it because I didn't give it to you."
"Then I would like to know it."
"Fine, my name's Will Turner. Yours is?"
"Sarah, no last name." Will smiled softly and looked at her.
Author's Note- Please review and tell me what you think. I need at least one review before I put up another chapter.
