Disclaimer : We don't own anything from Pirates of the Caribbean, Disney does...but we do own other names you didn't hear from the movie! Please note there is NO slash, harsh language or sexual content in this story! Though there is some mild violence and character angst! Oh, and no romance!

'P' IS FOR PIRATE
By : mirkwood-elf-2931 & Thala

CHAPTER 1


"Daddy!"

Tears rolled down Helen's cheeks as she tried to keep a hand over her daughter's mouth.

The grandfather clock downstairs struck midnight.

These men had come not twenty minutes before, pirates in a black ship with black sails, to raid the town of Morant Bay. Mercilessly killing its citizens and stealing anything of value that their bags could hold. And when they had broken their way into the Robert's mansion, Jake had told his wife to hide herself and their six-year-old child.

But now three of these pirates had murdered Jake Roberts and were searching through he and his family's belongings. Soon, one had gone out the door of the couple's bedroom and when the other two were done at the chest of drawers and with the jewelry boxes on top, Helen held her breath and closed her eyes, as they came toward her hiding spot.

Suddenly, it seemed her prayers had been heard, as there came a loud call from another part of the house. "Yeah, we're comin'!" Replied the shortest one and both vanished from the room.

"Charity, honey," She whispered in the dark. "Stay here. Mummy's just going out into the bedroom for a moment; alright?"

The little girl nodded, sniffling and hugging the woman before she stood.

"Keep quiet." She said opening the french-doors of the closet and closing them as silently as possible. She could faintly hear yelling on the first level of the two-story house, creeping towards the door that had been left wide open. The coast was clear, so she hurried back in and down to her husband's side. He was indeed dead. "Oh, Jake..." Another tear fell down her pale cheek as she brushed a gentle hand over his eyes, closing them for him.

Getting ready to check for the thieves again, before returning to her daughter, she stopped, hearing a small noise behind her, the sound of metal sliding against another solid object.

She turned very slowly, until she was face to face with a rough looking bald man and his sword.

"Hello, darlin'. I knew you had to be here somewhere." His smile sinister as he shoved the blade forward straight into her heart.

The only noise that came from her was the small thud as she fell beside her husband. Quickly, he removed any jewelry from her body, which only included a ruby ring and her silver wedding band.

His original companion joined him in the room. "What are ye doin'?"

"This one musta been hidin'. Anyway, let's go, I already got her valuables."

They both started forward to leave, but Regetti stopped in his tracks. "Wait, did ye hear that?"

"Hear what? We've got to get back! Sparrow and Barbossa are waiting and ye know they won't hesitate to leave without us!"

But Regetti wasn't listening; he was inching toward the closet doors. He could hear whimpering, meaning there was yet another person to kill if they had to. Flinging the double doors back they revealed a small light haired girl, who was burying her face in her knees. "Hey, look what I found!"

"Great." Replied the man behind him, knowing they had just killed her parents. "Well, we don't kill kids, I guess...so, just leave her be." He started to walk out the door again.

"We can't just leave her all by herself, Pintel. She's so little and all, and this house isn't as close to town as the others are. What if no one finds her, and...?"

"Then bring her! Just come on!" He shouted, never stopping to think how anyone else was going to react. He was just worried about being left with the responsibility for what they'd all only just done to the town. They would be hung if they were caught.

The taller pirate reached in to pick up the frail frame of the girl, who was now crying even harder from his friend's raised voice.

"No! Mummy!" She thrashed slightly in his arms, but he didn't put her down. The curls in the ends of her brown hair bounced as they took to the winding staircase. Lying over the man's shoulder, she stared up at the doorway that grew smaller and smaller with each step down, leaving her parents and comfortable life behind.

"You there!" yelled a burly pirate. "I thought I told you to keep yer silly little red head away from the sails, girl!"

"And I thought I told you the ship is going too fast in this fog!" screamed a teenaged girl, named Jenny. "Ye'll kill us all, fool!"

The pirate's nostrils flared in anger as he stalked toward the girl before him.

She was dressed as any man on the ship, and had a worse temper than all of them put together, but one day she would have to be taught a lesson, and Captain Tommy the Dasher thought today was as good a day as any.

"Come here, ye little fire breathing dragon! After I get through with ye, maybe then ye'll realize I'm the captain of this here boat, and yer only a passenger!" An evil gleam came to his eyes, as he grew closer. "Better yet, since yer dressed like a man, maybe I'll treat ye like one! How does thirty lashings sound to ye, eh?" Almost on top of her, Tommy raised his hand, intending to bring it down hard on her cheek.

In mid-swing, it was caught by a sailor, inches from the girl's face.

"What d'you think yer doing, Captain?" asked the father of the young woman standing defiantly before them.

"Yer offspring is makin' a ruckus of my voyage! Telling me how to sail my own ship, damned I am if I'll have it!" Spittle flew from his mouth as he yelled his indignation. "And I'll not back down from you, Samuel Kidd!"

"Maybe not from me, but surely from this," said Samuel, with his other hand bringing up a gun that he pointed directly at the captain's mid-drift. Being hidden behind the stairs leading up to the helm, no one saw the weapon being pulled on their captain; no aid came to him.

Tommy the Dasher's face fell, his skin going an instant ashen gray.

"Now, how's about ye leave my little girl alone and..." But before Samuel could finish his sentence, the ship, the Nemesis, lurched; scraping across a wide rocky reef, splitting in two, spilling her guts and cargo into the sea.

Every man was thrown over-board, Samuel and Jenny included.

"Father!" cried Jenny, struggling to stay above the waves, searching for her father through the fog. "Father!" she screamed again. Clearing her curly red hair from her eyes, she spotted his familiar brown head and swam as quickly to him as she could. Putting one arm under his, she swam to a shore, struggling with his weight, but mostly relying on the tide to bring her in.

Once the sand of the beach touched her skin, she opened her bleary, salt-filled eyes to look about her.

Her father was still lying next to her, seemingly okay. On closer inspection, she found a large gash in his abdomen, blood poured from the wound.

Searching the shore and finding no supplies, she quickly ripped the pant-legs of her trousers below the knee and bound them tightly around the wound. "Father," she said calmly, lightly slapping his face to rouse him. "Father," she said a little louder.

A groan escaped his cracked lips, and one eye opened to peer at the world. "What happened? Have we died?" he asked, seemingly drunk.

Laughing, for she knew now him to be okay, Jenny replied, "No, daddy, we haven't died, but I'm pretty sure we're the only survivors of that wreck. If only Tommy had listened to me! Damn that man for being so mule-headed!"

For eleven months Jenny was stranded alone on that godforsaken island.

Her father died shortly after their arrival, from injuries resulting from the wreck. Jenny held a childish funeral for her beloved father and set his body, face up, arms crossed at the chest, on the shore for the tide to claim.

In the time she spent on the island, she survived on supplies that washed to shore: salted fish, fruits and vegetables, but the water she procured was from a fresh stream that ran through the island, even though it was only one league by two in size. When she made fires at night to cook her dinner and to keep away the chill while she slept, she had no idea that the smoke that rose would be seen by other ships, until one day, her bright green eyes found the billowing white sails of the Royal Navy.

When the sailors from the ship rowed to her island, she met them eagerly and without a trace of the pirate demeanor showing through, or of the slight madness that had set in from the trauma of being alone for so long at such a young age. So they took her aboard the great ship to meet its captain.

"I am Captain Norrington, miss, and I will be showing you to your quarters," he said as he held out his hand, palm up.

She smiled shyly up at him while keeping her eyes down, as a proper lady would. She took his hand lightly and he led her to the back of the ship where she was to sleep.

"If you need anything at all, do not hesitate to ask anyone, as they will all be willing to help you in whatever you may need." With that said, he exited through the doorway and left her alone in the silence of the room.

Being onboard a ship again frightened her more than she thought it would. To hear it creak and groan in the choppy waters almost made her want to vomit. But a few deep breaths later, she reacquired her composure. "Yer okay, Jenny. Yer on a ship with competent hands now."

Once they reached a seaside town called Port Royal, she met a man on the docks who had long, curly, brown hair, which was obviously a wig, and very silly looking in her opinion, but she thought best to keep that to herself.

He grasped her face in a light grip and turned her head side to side, then opened her mouth and was surprised to see even white teeth, all accounted for. "Ah, you are a very pretty young girl, aren't you?" he said in delight. "Tell me, do you have any plans now that you are in Port Royal?"

"No, sir," Jenny replied, keeping her eyes downcast; not knowing that she was no longer just being lady like, but also acting as a servant would.

And that is exactly what this man had in mind for her.

"Governor Swann is my name, young lady, and I would like for you to come stay with my daughter and I at our mansion in town. Would you mind that?"

Jenny looked the man up and down, feeling her eyes go hard. She looked down at his brass buckled black shoes again and nodded, affirming her position as maid in the Governor's household.

TBC ...

mirkwood-elf-2931 :
Hey everybody, we're back! Wow, August already! Sorry this wasn't up sooner, but hope you're all having a good summer!
For anyone wondering, my character is Charity Roberts, and Thala's is Jenny Kidd. And you should have seen the other titles of this story we came up with! hehe They were weird, but funny! 'P' IS FOR PIRATE was the best one! Plus it goes with something our characters will have in common...but it's many chapters from now, so you'll just have to see later on! ;) And if you're wondering why nothing is divided or spaced as usual, no longer supports stuff like that when you upload documents. :(
So, how many of you want to see another Lord of the Rings sequel of mine to A Conspiracy Unmasked? I know you did, Deana...and sorry, Lyn, and anyone else who doesn't want to see Legolas as King of Mirkwood, cuz' it would have to include that...I don't really want to see that myself, but I can find no way around it, cuz' I agree, it just doesn't seem to fit him. That's why at times I plan to talk a little about his feelings on the situation he has been placed into! LOL And I know, Thala, that you thought the whole 'love child' thing was taking it too far...hehe...but please don't be too mad at me if I do this last sequel! ;-)
Also everybody, Thala is taking classes all summer to get ready for college, so she only comes over to write now and then when she can. So the prequel still isn't ready...she might even scrap the whole thing...we're just not sure about it yet. But hey, we've started a Harry Potter fic! So that makes three stories we're working on (if she's not gonna do the prequel) two for both of us, and one for me again. Anyway, if anyone is interested, please check out the website Thala and I recently made...some pages aren't up yet, but our pics and bios are!