Disclaimer: I do not in any Way, Shape, or Form own Pirates of the Caribbean . If I did, I would have a Jack Sparrow at my side, and I wouldn't at all complain .
Ch.1
My name is Gabriella Turner, and this is my story, that I decided to share.
Since the day we were found by Governor Swan, and taken to Port Royal to start our 'new lives' one thing never changed with me. The love that I have for the ocean. Currently I was sitting at the docks, like I am every day before I went to work. My long dark blue skirt fluttered in the wind around my ankles, my toes gently dipping into the coolness of the water below, my beige shirt hung off my shoulders, showing my long neck and smooth skin, the sleeves puffed out down my arms until my elbows where they end. My medium dark brown hair was caressed by the wind, flying up from where it rested on at my lower back. Closing my eyes, I tilted my head back and let out a long slow breath into the wind. It was going to be a beautiful day out, I could just tell. Behind me I could hear the two navy officers talking to one another, they weren't bright mind you, and very, very foolish. 'It's a wonder that they got in at all.' I thought dryly before standing up and dusting off my shirt, slipping on my back flats, I refuse to wear high heels, such wretched things they are...
I soon was on my way to the tavern that I worked at for part of the day, then going to the blacksmiths to help clean up the place since the owner does nothing but sleep all day anyways. 'Lazy bastard 'e is.' I thought bitterly and shook my head a bit. It didn't take me long to get to the tavern and walked in.
"Gabriella yer late." My boss, who is a fairly big man named Leon said with teasing smirk. The other females around laughed quietly, knowing this routine already. I looked out of the window and gave a mock sigh.
"So yer right. I'm again. Sorry sir." I said with a sarcastic tone and a slight roll of my eyes. "Jus' get ta work girl, there be customers comin' soon." He said and shooed me and the other females away to get everything ready.
I went down to the storage to bring up some rum and whiskey, lord knows that the men love the stuff. But so do I, so, there's no point in blaming them for liking the stuff. I hoisted one of the barrels over my shoulder and carried the other under my arm, closing the storage door with my foot easily. I walked up to the bar again and plopped the barrels onto the counter with practiced ease. I looked around the bar and couldn't help but smile a bit. I had only been gone for ten minutes top, but already the bar was starting to fill up already. I grabbed a tray and started going around to some of the new tables, doing my usual job unless Leon wanted me to go and get some more rum. The other females were scared to go down to the storage except for myself. I shook my head to myself and grabbed some empty mugs when one of the males grabbed my wrist, I smelt the whiskey coming from his mouth and I rolled my eyes.
"Not the one you want sir." I said and pulled my hand back before he could say anything. I was use to this kind of treatment. "Oi Sarah, yer regular's here!" I called over the crowd. Sarah, one of the females that did more than just served drinks in the tavern. Sarah was a beautiful female, she had long straight strawberry blonde hair and sky blue eyes, and she had sun kissed skin that glowed in every kind of light. She also had the most 'customers' as she put it. I smiled kindly at her and shrugged slightly as I walked away, heading to another table. Most have asked me why I never took any customers, my answer. Simple, I want to marry someday when I find the right person. Okay IF I find the right person.
The hours passed and the usual afternoon rush was over and done with. I got my pay for the week, plus the little extra that I got from the tables that I severed. I walked out of the tavern and down the road to where my brother William worked at the blacksmiths. I heard voices and cracked the door open a little.
"You cheated." I heard my brother say and I could just imagine the look he was giving the person. "Pirate." Was the response that was given.
I decided then to walk inside but I had to blink a little at what I saw. A man with black dreads was pointing a gun at my brothers face, and from the looks of things, I would have to guess that they just finished up a duel. I grabbed my dagger that I kept on my thigh and threw it right between them, causing them to look at me in surprise and weariness. My brother's usually kept brown hair was tussled and a light sweat covered his skin
"Having fun Willie?" I asked sarcastically, crossing my arms across my chest in a mocking manner. William watched as I walked over to them, the black haired man turned to me, watching with raised eyebrows. He had dark eyes, almost like the night sky, and his skin was tanned probably from always being outside. He wore a white puffy sleeved shirt with a blue vest, a sash, black breeches and black boots. I took out another dagger, pointing at his neck. "Don't move." I stated. "Or else I won't miss."
William started to relax a bit when I was close to him to get my other dagger. He leaned close to me and whispered into my ear. "Kind of close don't you think?" he said, and just knew he was pouting a bit. The man in front of us looked at us oddly. "What is a lass like you doin' with weapons like those?" he inquired, a knowing smirk on his lips.
Before I could answer though the door started to get banged against, most likely by the navy. The three of us looked at the door then at the man, Will and I jumped in front of the exit and the pirate cocked his gun. He told us to move but we stayed put, he was a wanted man after all. He even said please to us. I noticed out of the corner of my eye that Brown was starting to wake up. "This shot isn't meant for you." The pirate whispered, but before anything could happen, he fell to the ground thanks to Brown smashing an empty bottle over his head, that was when the navy burst through the door. 'Bought time they got in.' I thought dryly.
I watched my brother's face as Brown, like always took all of the glory. I nudged his arm slightly giving him a bit of a smile, and then looked back at the fallen pirate as the navy dragged him away. 'Jack Sparrow huh?' I thought.
I spent the rest of the day helping William clean up the blacksmiths as he told me what happened when I was walking over. I stretched my back out and leaned against the wall again, watching him work. I had pulled my hair into a braid, and changed into a pair of brown breeches, black boots and a cream coloured shirt. I always stole Will's clothes to wear, I preferred them than the ones I wore to the tavern. He never minded either, so it was easy to do so. We paused a bit and looked at each other, then went to the window and looked out. 'That's strange...' I thought frowning a bit. "You don't think somethin's goin ta happen do ya?" I asked tilting my head up to look at him. "I don't know... but best to stay prepared, go get your sword." He said and looked out again. I complied, bringing his sword along with my own. I slipped it through my belt and stuck my daggers into my boots, grabbing a few more, placing them in my sleeves for easy access. 'It's a strange night... that's for sure.'
It was when we heard the yelling that rushed out, fighting the pirates that we saw. We knew how to fight well, despite not getting any training from anyone. I don't know how long we fought, but we eventually got separated from one another. I stretched my neck out and took one of my daggers, throwing it into a pirate's neck. I ran past him and took back my dagger. I looked up, my eyes widening, I turned to Will's direction while pointing to what I saw. "WILLIAM! MISS SWAN IS GETTING KIDNAPPED!" I yelled to him. I know he heard me since he turned out, his own eyes widening, and whispered her name before starting to run over to her. But was stopped by a man, I didn't see what happened next since someone smashed something hard into the back of my skull, causing my world to go black, the screams of the people around me soon faded.
'Damn I should have been paying attention...' was my last thought.