"Bloody...Wizards?"

-Elizabeth Turner

A story of when Pirates meet Wizards

A/N: R & R Please!

Chapter Five: Meant to Be? (Elizabeth Swann)

Elizabeth Swann sat in the shade of a building, waiting for William. There was still five minutes until the beginning of the ceremony, but she was beginning to get anxious. The weather had turned against her and even in the shade it was exceptionally hot; she was glad she had ordered her maids to keep the corset off. Her dress was exceedingly extravagant and she couldn't wait to get it off. There were enough layers for a wedding in the middle of winter, but as it was summer…well…you can imagine.

Her father paced the ground before her and Commodore Norrington was standing out in the sun looking as if he were at a funeral rather than a wedding.

"He should be here by now," her father muttered every time he passed her.

Inwardly, Elizabeth was saying the same thing, but she remained calm externally and said, "I'm sure he'll make it, father. If he's late, it's for a good reason," she said, more to convince herself than anyone else.

"Anyone who dares to be late to any wedding should not be in it at all," Norrington boredly said.

"I beg your pardon but William would not be late to something as important as this," she argued back, "And if he were, quite obviously there is something more important that has crossed his path and forthrightly, it wouldn't bother me."

"Any man who finds something of greater importance than his wedding day doesn't deserve to get married at all," he answered, a little more tightly.

Elizabeth was nervous; people were starting to notice that one of the most important people in the wedding hadn't arrived yet. She kept her eyes on the gate so she could see him coming.

Twenty minutes later Elizabeth ordered all of her maids out of the bride's room and locked herself in, angry at William. No, he hadn't been late at all, but does not showing up constitute as late?

Elizabeth threw the cosmetics off of the table in anger and ripped her dress in the process. She threw a paperweight into the mirror when she saw that the makeup on her face was ruined by her tears and threw herself against the wall, ripping the outer layers of her dress of and curling up into a ball.

This day was supposed to be her day. A perfect and flawless day. People all around had come to celebrate the beginnings of a new family, but William had made it imbaracing for her. It was the exact opposite of what she imagined it would be.

Maybe the fact that he hadn't shown wasn't because there was something more important going on; maybe he didn't want to marry her.

At this thought Elizabeth sobbed harder and hugged her knees tighter to herself, only one other thought going through her head.

Maybe we're just not meant to be.