Here is the first chapter for the Pirates of the Caribbean story. Hopefully it catches on as a good story. Remember this starts when Barbossa's crew invades Port Royal. Jack didn't rescue Elizabeth. He was captured after fighting Will and was found out when the two soldiers in the dock stopped him from stealing a ship. Norrington proposed to Elizabeth a year ago. She declined and Brenna is a newly wed to Commadore Norrington.
Friend: You better put Norrington in it or I'll reveal a dark secret.
Me: Don't you dare.
Friend: Just put Norrington in it and I won't half to. Remember, "Hey fish face, look what I got".
Friend and me: "I've got a jar of dirt, I've got a jar of dirt and look what's inside it".
The ghastly fog surrounded Port Royal's fort as a cannonball hit the front walls. Out of the corner of his eye the Commadore saw the soaring object shot though the air. There was only a second to put a thought into an action. So as any man trying to save his position, Norrington tackled Governor Swann, but it was a tackle of kindness. Sadly Swann was completely off guard and tried to stand. But the Commander crouching up and pushing Swann down again smashed his attempts.
"Return Fire"!
Clouds were still protecting the moon from shining down on this dark night. Who would be this stupid to attack Port Royal? Was it a simple raid or an gigantic invasion? Smoke combined with granite chunks began to fly joining with red British soldiers. From the Black Pearl a girl watched the show with a grimace smile. Bodies flopping into the cliff rocks below. Numerous pirates began dropping rowboats into the Port's Oceanside. Like all pirates they were grimy with rotten teeth. Some were obese and others had muscles on muscles. But not one of the bloody pirates looked identical to the next. Especially the girl, she was almost completely clean and her teeth sparkled like the moon. Her hair was a dirty blonde and curled half way down her back. Hazel eyes peered back at the pirate she was originally speaking to.
"Yer clothes is pretty, miss Kyri", Ragetti complimented blushing ever so slightly. Kyri could care less how Ragetti tried to charm her. Maybe he was just nice because of her position with the captain. Or maybe he was scared to get on her bad side. But anyway she had to agree with him. She loved her ruffled white shirt and the corset she wore on top. It had an ebony and ivory foral design, connected by leather. A black long skirt hugged her hips and leather black boots buckling half way up her calf.
"Come on Ragetti don't rub yer eye is perfectly in," Pintels scorned, aggregated by his friend's retard ness (remember retard means 'slow'). I mean who wants to stand around when you can plunder a person's fortunes.
"It splitters something terrible. Thanks for find'en me eye. Damn monkey." The meager skinny pirate bowed slightly rushing straight to his rowboat, ready to storm the town. The girl frowned being left isolated on the ship. The others were either below the deck firing cannons at the fort or traveling to the beach with lit touches and weaponry. 'Damn this isn't fair. I'm stuck on this bugger ship with no one and extremely bored'. Kyri had no idea what to do, then peered over to the last two pirates, Pintel and Ragetti.
"Hold up you scallywags i'm coming along." Kyri stride to the port side of the ship, grabbing the rope behind Pintel and lifting the boat.
(Before the cannons fired)
Brenna was starring at a parchment intently. Something about this document seems strangely familure. Mildly her mother's handwriting was more noticeable, bringing up painful memories.
A miniature Brenna lounged on a fainting couch loosing her breathe from wearing her first ever corset. A lady of large stature and blue blood walked lightly over to her. Her mother was Baroness McAllester of England and highly respected. Sympathy would have been anyone's reaction seeing there kin laying around in pain. "Why did you leave the dining table? I'm very disappointed in your actions, act more regal." But not her mother she never gave sympathy away like a present, you had to earn it.
Getting caught up in her thoughts, Brenna traveled into the library. Ahh the Library, including the green and pink floral decoration this had to be one of her more favorite rooms. It had bookcase upon bookcase with two large windows in the back giving a beautiful view of the natural wildlife outside. Amazingly each book inside had been read by Brenna over time. I mean being stuck in a house gets weary, so she wasted her time reading. 'Oh bugger, even when she's not here I think about her. I half to stop before she drives me insane.' Thoughtless wandering is one of Brenna's greatest arch-enemies, that and the Governor's daughter, Elizabeth Swann. It must have started when Commadore Norrington proposed to her about a year ago. Brenna always thought Elizabeth must have been half-witted after declining him. 'But why dwindle on the past,' she thought and with that turned around and headed back to her lavishing corridors. 'Norrington what are you doing right now, I wonder.'
Drifting back to the parchment now located on her cherry wooden vanity. The vanity was a wedding gift from the Swanns. Who would have thunk it. But the sitting chair was worth more than the cherry vanity. It was a gold silken Inlaid sitting chair, which was great for her to sit her tiny figure on. Her room even glowed in the dark. That's because it was basically all white; white marble tile, white silk bed sheets, and the bathroom was even white which shined like a pearl. A dresser stood in a corner proudly filled only half way with fancy dresses and shoes. She adored shoes...a lot. The balcony of ivory had a perfect view to the fort. Great for spying on her husband. Though she trusted him with her life. But back to the vanity. Her reflection was like a self portrait. Cleavage, and bark colored hair covering it barely. A flowing night gown draped over her sand colored skin. Then a light yellow corset chocked her chest and hips. This shows she can produce breast milk and reproduce many babies.
"I'm young, subtle, and ready to have children," she whispered while tears tricled from her greenish brown eyes down her rosy freckled cheeks.
"She asked for so much, all the money in the world can not fill my happiness. Dad please take Mother with you. Why are you still breathing today Mother, can't you just leave, forever?"
"Return fire!"
Her eyes shot open like the cannons outside the mansion. Wiping her eyes, standing up quickly, she ran or more like waddled to the balcony. The darkness was great, so great only the torches of the pirates and the shots could be seen. 'No not now, not ever' she thinks sprinting out of the bedroom and though the hallway to the bottom of the wooden curving stairs. Shrieks of terrorized women and children couldn't be contained. They echoed thought out her home. Hurrying even harder she fled to the cellar. Within the cellar the most valuable riches lie. On the parallel wall from the door, a mahogany cabinet lay one rapier with a silver sheath. Almost tripping over herself, Brenna smashed the case and grasped the sword. The door slammed jarred where the female pirate stood. Brenna froze quivering a little. She slowly spun around to see the threat in front of her.
"Oh, she's going to try and protect herself," Kyri mocked loudly. Even though Kyri was the only pirate there she was still ready to kill and she had choices on how to take Brenna down. One was a dagger on her right side. Another was her three barreled pistol around her front side, Then finally her samurai style sword which had a light blue tint on the blade located on her left hip.
"I'm an excellent swordswomen and my husband has taught me well," Brenna murmured softly.
"And who is the one that owns you?"
"At least the man who owns me, has enough for me to have personal hygiene," Brenna answered back, gaining strength from her words.
"I'll spare ye life if you give me your most prize possession," Kyri answered ignoring the last comment.
"I have no possessions of which I care for."
"Your wedding ring, give it to me!"
"What?" Brenna ferried her eyebrows, this seemed to have hit a bulls-eye.
"You heard me, don't make me hang the jib," Kyri hollowed back. Suddenly a from the gunwall of the Pearl a cannon ball flies through the window above. A rushed air could tell Brenna swayed behind Kyri while she looked upward. With one finally and only attempt, a swing from the flat part of the sword knock the dear pirate to the ground, unconsciously.
Yay, i'm done with the first chapter. Ok in the next one, Will and Jack are going to be in it. Yes in the story I will have pirate lingo and I'll tell you what it means at the end of every chapter. Oh yes and to my friends, I chose Kyri because I just wanted to.
Hang the jib- to frown or pout
Gunwall- where the cannons on a ship are placed
Please Read and Review to tell me what you think.
