Disclaimer: Umm… hi guys… it's me and I just wanted to clear some stuff up. I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. Also, there have been some rumors going around I just want to say: Don't believe the tabloids about that crazed fan who attacked Gore Verbinski. 'Cause, you know… that was… so… not me. It was… umm… that guy.
Gibbs: Me? I'm a character!
First Person: Ella's POV
I briskly walked from port to starboard in a few fluid motions. I knew I would find my father and friends eventually, but so far, the HMS Providence wasn't helping me out. I mean I've been stuck as a cat for three days! Luckily, I was able to hide the letters well.
As I made my way around the ship, I stared at the passing island of Tortuga. It lay in ruins and I shivered at the thought of all those happy drunks reduced to piles of ashes.
Then something caught my eye: movement. The faint figures of people were walking around. My heart skipped a beat at the sight of these survivors. Maybe they could help!
I ran below decks and hastily turned human again. I snatched the letters and looked around me. I caught sight of a longboat outside the hatch for the cannons. I knew that if I stole it, surely I'd get caught, but just a small length away was the sandy shores of my old home. After I devised my plan, I slipped out of the hatch and climbed silently into the long boat. I discreetly slid into the water and, keeping the letters dry, I swam with one arm to the ashen banks of Tortuga.
"Hello?" I called out looking for the people I saw. However, even after an hour of looking, I couldn't find them. I gave up and plopped down into the rubble. The moon rose higher into the sky and my eyelids grew heavier and heavier. However, I snapped upright when I heard the sounds of breathing. I looked around and saw a figure limping towards me. I held my own breath and reached for my sword which I realized had been taken away in Port Royal.
The figure drew closer and I noticed that it was a boy about my age. He was limping due to a deep gash in his leg. He saw me and mouthed the word 'help' before he collapsed onto the ground, unconscious.
I gasped and ran over to him. I ripped the sleeves off of my shirt and began tending to his wound. I had the cloth tied firmly around his leg. As the sun began rise, I was able to study his features more closely. The hat he wore had fallen off of his head and a mess of blonde hair had tumbled out of it. His face was tanned, but his cheeks had a natural blush. His eyes were closed, so I could not see what color they were. He carried a cutlass with him, but that was it.
I reached down to grab and examine his weapon has I rested my hand on it his hand snatched my wrist. I calmly drew my attention to his face. His eyes were now open and I could see they were a dazzling blue in contrast to William's dull brown. He looked down to his leg and saw what I had done. He looked back at me and shut his eyes once more.
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First Person: Will
We traveled in four or so long boats to the west side of Tortuga. Everyone had different reactions when they saw the ruins of their once jolly home. Gibbs let out a low whistle and strained his neck for a better view. Barbossa nodded his head disapprovingly, Elizabeth let out a gasp, and I allowed a lone tear to stream down his face at the memory of what happened. I only recalled the flames and the screaming and I could've sworn someone called my name as I was taken away in manacles.
We walked head on towards the center of the isle. Buildings collapsed due to gravity and the slight movement of us causing their bases to move. The smell of corpses and ashes tickled my nose causing me to sneeze and break the silence. We didn't have to walk far before we found to bodies. One a blonde boy with cloth around his leg and on top of him slept a familiar, blonde girl. Her sleeves had been ripped off, evidently to act as a bandage for the boy.
No one spoke a word for we all new it was Eloise. I ran towards her knelt on the ground beside the pair. A strange feeling bubbled up inside me at the side of Eloise with this other boy. Was it anger? No, not as strong. But it couldn't be… jealousy, could it?
"Eloise," I whispered and brushed the hair out of her face. She began to stir as the others approached. She sat up and her eyes seemed glazed over, sleepy, and food deprived. She nodded at my presence, but as she looked past my shoulder, a smile grew on her dirty face. She stood up and ran into her father's arms. As she did, she dropped some things. I picked them up and handed them to her. She gulped and slid them into the pouch on her belt.
"Shall you introduce us to your friend?" Jack nodded to the still sleeping boy.
"He hasn't spoken yet," she walked back over to him. She knelt down beside him again.
"Men," Barbossa attracted the crew's attention, "Carry him back to the ship."
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Woot! Hooray for cute cabin boy! Haha, okay so, umm, yeah. That's this chapter. Love triangle already, uh oh! William's jealous and he doesn't even know the boy's name. Neither do I so send in those suggestions! This chapter was pretty hard to write, because I had to make sure nothing cheesy happened. I didn't want to turn this into a Curse of the Black Pearl flashback of Will and Elizabeth, either. Anyway, hope you liked it and I'm proud of you if you read this far. I swear my Author Blabs are longer than my stories these days! Huff!
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