Elizabella

BY: Anamaria's Lil' Sidekick

Summary: This is just my version of Cinderella that retells the story of Cinderella but it involves the Pirates of the Caribbean characters. Does that make any sense at all? If it doesn't, oh well, read and review it anyway. LOL.

Roles:

Elizabella - Elizabeth Swann

Prince - Will Turner

Step Sister One - Giselle

Step Sister Two – Estrella (Elizabeth's maid from P.O.T.C)

Evil Stepmother - Scarlet

Fairy Godmother - Anamaria

Prince's Assistant - Jack Sparrow

And Now, Your Feature Presentation

Elizabella was in her small ragged bed fast asleep and dreaming peacefully about the stories her father use to tell her when she was little before he passed away from his sudden illness. Even as the twenty-year-old slept, she could feel the sun's warm heat radiating down on her peach skin. It felt very, very good. The birds were singing their usual melodic tunes outside of her bedroom window. This meant only one thing; it was time for her to get up from her sweet slumber.

The young female opened her eyes slowly, sat up on her bed, and rubbed the remainder of sleep from her tired brown eyes. Once the young beauty had everything in focus, she got out of bed and opened the windows. Once she opened the wooden shutters, she noticed two beautiful Blue Jays sitting on a branch, singing again. Elizabella watched the duet for a little while before joining in. She sung the song happily as she walked towards her dresser in her nightgown while taking out the two pigtails that hung down her shoulders at the same time. Once her long golden tresses were free, Elizabella opened the second drawer of her old dresser and took out her dirty working clothes so she could get ready for the day that awaited her duties.

Once the girl was dressed, she opened the splintered door that led to her bedroom and made her way down the many stairs. When she arrived, she went straight to the closet in the hallway to get her cleaning tools. Her first task was to scrub the grimy kitchen floors. Elizabella picked up the wooden bucket and went outside to fill it with the fresh water from the outside well. Elizabella sat on the edge of the cobblestone well and attached the handle to her bucket onto the rope that dangled from its hook. She then slowly lowered the bucket into the chilling waters below until it was full and then pulled it back up. The female unattached the bucket and left back into the small cottage that served as her home with her two evil stepsisters and her evil stepmother.

When she got into the house, Elizabella added soap to her chilly substance and headed for the kitchen so she could begin her task. The young got down on her hands and knees, dipped the scrubbing brush into the sudsy water, and began to scrub the dirty tiled floors. After a while, Elizabella got bored and just began to sing the song, 'Sweet Nightingale'. She was eventually joined by a bird who perched itself on the windowsill. Bubbles began to form and soon rose from the bucket and floated in the air.

"Sweet, sweet Nightingale-" Elizabella sang but was cut off by a sudden shrill cry.

"Elizabella!" The voice called. "Get up here, now!"

"Coming, Stepmother!" Elizabella called back. She put her bucket and scrubbing brush aside, got up off the wet floor, and headed up the creaking steps that led upstairs. She stopped at the door at the very end of the long hall. She had passed two other rooms as she headed for her dreaded destination, which meant that they were the rooms of her stepsisters, Giselle and Estrella. When Elizabella got to the large door at the end of the hall, she knocked on it lightly so she wouldn't agitate the occupant on the other side of the splintered wood.

"Who is it?" A voice asked.

"Elizabella, Stepmother." The girl answered shakily.

There was a moment of silence before her 'mother' answered again. "Come in, Child."

Elizabella opened the door and stepped into the stuffy room. It was surprisingly very dark in the bedroom even though it was very bright outside. "You called?"

"That I did. Close the door, Elizabella." The red head ordered calmly. The younger did as she was instructed to do and shut the door quietly as she walked all the way into the room and stood by her dangerous Stepmother.

"Y-yes, Stepmother?"

The eldest out of the two looked up at her from petting her cat daintily atop its black head. "Have you completed your chores?"

"Not yet. I must still finish my task of cleaning the floors."

The other woman looked at her and said very curtly, "Well hurry up." She looked into the brown eyes of Elizabella and then looked back down at her cat that lay snuggled into her chest as she sat on her large white bed. "Once you are through. I need you to give the cat some milk, clean the horses outback, bring me some tea, and go see what your sisters need you to do. I'm pretty sure they have a list of their own for you to attend to."

Elizabella nodded, sending her mid-back length tresses fly in the process and she walked towards the closed door. She had her hand on the silver doorknob when all of a sudden, her stepmother instructed her to do one more thing, "Oh, Elizabella?" The 'maid' of the household turned to face the woman who had spoken. Stepmother did not look up from petting the animal in her lap as she spoke. "While you're at it, cut off some of that hair of yours." Elizabella looked stunned at the other woman's statement. She had been growing her hair ever since she could remember! It was a goal for her to be just like the queen of the land. When she was young, Elizabella would walk, talk, act, and look like Queen Natalie. But now, she saw she was nowhere near living the life she had planned. Her hair was the only thing she had left of her dream and it inspired her to strive harder to reach her goal; and now she would have to cut it off. Elizabella wanted to protest, she really did, but thought better of it and just left with a simple 'Yes, ma'am' before shutting the door and walking down the hall to the rooms of her other 'family members'.

Elizabella sighed. "What do you guys want?" She moaned quietly under her breath so no one could hear before she rapped lightly on the door of her stepsister, Giselle.

Author's Note: So? What do you guys think? This is just something that popped into my head at the last minute while I was cleaning the house. Tell me in your reviews please! Oh! By the way, just to let you know, I haven't watched Cinderella in quite a while so for some of these events you may start thinking: What? That never happened in the movie. Do you watch a ghetto version of Cinderella or something? I just wanted to give you a head's up on that. I hope you enjoyed! Please leave me either a comment or a flame. I prefer a comment though. But don't get me wrong, FLAMES ARE WELCOME TOO! I just want a review! Tootles!

Love,

Anamaria's Lil' Sidekick