ROSE'S STORY
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Pirates of the Carribean characters.
Authors note: Rose and Will are the same age in this story this begins before the first Pirates of the Carribean movie. Just some info that I thought you would need for the story. Please Read and Review!!
Prologue
I was fifteen when my family and I started our voyage across the seas to Port Royal, where my best friend Will Turner now lived. It had been over five years since I had last seen him. He had sent me a letter only a month before we set sail telling me where he was.
My father, who was a merchant in England, decided that we needed to move and when I recieved my letter from Will, he decided to have my mother and I move to Port Royal with him, and since Will had lost his mother to the sea when pirates attacked thier ship, it was decided that Will and I would move in wiht us until he was 18.
But that plan changed when pirates attacked our ship during the second week of our voyage.
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The day had started out just like any other day of the voyage. Ever since the day we set sail, I had fallen in love with the sea. That morning I had gone up to the deck of the ship to watch the sun rise like I had done since the second day of our voyage.
I had yet to see another ship in the two weeks we had been sailing, so to say the least, I was very suprised when I saw a ship sailing on the horizon.
"Rose, what are you doing out here at this hour?" my father asked me.
"I just came to watch the sunrise." I said as I smiled up at him before I returned my gaze to the horizon to watch the ship. "How long till we get to Port Royal?"
"I've heard the sailors talking, thier saying it could be another month yet." my father said as he checked his pocket watch. "I have to go see your mother. She is feeling awefully sick."
I nodded in understanding. Ever since the we had first set sail my mother was sea sick.
My father left me to watch the sunrise the rest of the way. Within the hour the sailors and thier captian had awoken and were readying the ship to make sail for the day. Every once and awhile a sailor would pass by and say 'hello' before continuing thier work.
By mid-afternoon the ship that I had seen had gaind some distace on us. I shifted my gaze up to the Crow's nest and wondered why the sailor perched up there didnt say anything to the captian about the ship. I shrugged at my own thoughts as my eyes rested on the approaching ship once again. It had and eriy haunted look to it that made chills run down my back. I couldnt help but wonder if it was a pirate ship. If it was, was it the same one that had attacked Will's ship five years ago? I shook my head at the thought and decided not to think about it, after all, if the captian wasn't worried, why should I be?
By night fall the ship was only a half a mile away and making good time when the captian and sailors saw the ship for what it was. A Pirate Ship. Panic was erupting all over the ship, I can't even remember a time when I was as scared as I was that night.
Within an hour, the ship was right beside ours. The pirates were just boarding our ship when my father found me hiding behind barrels of gun powder.
"Rose! There you are! I want you to get in this long boat and get off the ship. I saw an island not too far from the ship. I want you to go there and hide. Remember Rose, no matter what happens, Ilove you." said my father as he let the long boat down after I was in it. He cut the ropes before grabbing a gun and heading back to the fight that had started.
"And I love you." I whispered, not knowing that it would be the very last time I would ever see my father and mother again.
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I dont know how long I rowed before I reached land. I was so exhausted, all I wanted to do was sleep but all I could do was watch in horror as our ship went dow to the depths of the sea, with no survivors.
I walked around the island and happened to come across some sort of storage cellar, so I made a make-shift bed out of palm tree leaves on the floor of the cellar. That night I cried for my parents and all of the innocent souls that lost thier lives that night to PIRATES. I soon managed to cry my self to sleep, not knowing what to expect in the morning.
Authors Note: Well this is the first chapter of the story I hope you like it. I know alot of my friends like it but I want to see if you liked it. Please Review. I accept critisim.
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