Pirates of the Caribbean - The Next Generation
Disclaimer - Much to my disappointment I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean but I do own Emily Jane. *Grumble* I wish I owned POTC through. *Sigh* Life can be so unfair. Mean Disney thinks of everything. *Walks of grumbling*
Authors Note - Hmmmmmm. Okayies I kinda started this story but forgot to add the beginning so I'm re-posting it. Oh yeah and this is also my first PROPER fanfic so please be nice. Helpful criticism is always appreciated. Thankies! Remember to R&R!!!!
Summary - What if Will and Elizabeth had a daughter? What if she came in possession of a piece of Cortez's cursed treasure? They'd be stupid if they didn't call on a certain pirate captain and what if he had a little surprise of his own? Read to find out!!!!
Chapter One - Run in with the Past
Cradling the small bundle in her arms Elizabeth Turner looked into the large eyes of her newborn daughter. A smile was evident on her deep red lips as she slowly rocked the sleeping baby back and forth. Even in a half hypnotised state the young woman still managed to notice the sudden appearance of a distressed looking man. William Turner stood at the door, slightly puffed looking extremely apologetic.
"I came as soon as I heard. I'm so sorry please for."
Shaking her head, the same smile still displayed on her lips Elizabeth beckoned her husband over. In less than a second he was by her side still looking exceptionally sorry. Motioning for him to take a seat a smile danced on her rosebud shaped lips as she watched him hurriedly sit down in a wooden chair beside her bed. Only just seeming to notice the presence of the sleeping infant in Elizabeth's arms Will's eyes widened with joy. His expression softened by the second and very soon a smile was plastered on his tanned face. Taking her hand in his he looked into her eyes. Smiling back at him Elizabeth was the first to speak.
"Will there's someone I want you to meet."
With a slender finger she gently pushed a small tuft of brown fuzz away from the baby's closed face. In response the child kicked out her chubby legs and rolled towards the warm skin of her Mother. Watching spellbound Will smiled at his family.
"C-Can I hold her?"
Ever so carefully Elizabeth lifted her daughter up of her chest and held her out to Will. Being exceedingly cautious he took the bundle from her and with a little help was soon cradling his daughter to his chest. Rocking the child slightly he smiled and looked up at his wife. The same happy expression was mirrored on her face.
"Has she got a name?"
Shaking her head Elizabeth watched the two most important people in her life with a smile. Her eyes glanced over the infant and then returned to her husband.
"What was your Mothers name?"
Meeting her gaze he stared into her deep chocolate coloured orbs. His Mother? It had been years since he had spoken of her to anyone, with an exception of Jack. He had very few memories of her but nevertheless he could never forget her name.
"Emily Jane."
Pausing for a moment Elizabeth's eyes scanned the baby's face lovingly. Nodding her head with approval she looked up into the dark eyes of Will. She squeezed his hand slightly and her smile widened if that was possible.
"Emily Jane it is then."
* * *
~*~Fifteen Years Later~*~
Grasping a rope firmly in her hand a young girl with huge liquid brown eyes and long chocolate brown tresses swung onto the opponent ship. Storm clouds rumbled ahead and lightning struck at the vessel. A loud cracking noise could be heard as the mast split cleanly in two. Shouts rang in the air fighting against the strong wind.
"Look out!!!"
The girl turned around just as the mast detached itself fully and was sent tumbling into the churning ocean. The enormous waves swallowed it whole and sprayed water back up at them. Blinded by the salt water stinging in her eyes the girl wandered aimlessly around the wooden deck not aware of the large pirate sneaking up on her.
In a quick move the young child was sprawled on her back, the huge pirate stood above her ready to strike again. A moan escaped her lips and her head began to feel heavy. Trying to keep her eyes focused on the attacker the scene began to swirl and then faded completely.
"Emily Jane? Emily Jane?"
A rounded woman with rosy cheeks stood above her. A smile was visible on her lips as she watched the girl before her groan and try to pull her covers over her head in protest. Shaking her head at the hidden body before her she walked towards the large window and pulled the emerald green curtains open. More protests rang in her ears, slightly muffled due to the duvet still covering Emily's head. Her smile widened as she flung the window open and stared down at the bay.
"Come come Miss. It's a beautiful day and you don't want to keep you parents waiting do you?"
A head emerged from the covers. Shaking back her bed hair Emily looked at Estrella curiously. Her liquid brown eyes were wide and she rubbed them tiredly.
"Why? Where are they?"
The woman's smile grew knowingly. Her young Miss was much like her Mother. Estrella could remember when Miss Elizabeth was the same age and how she used to forget important dates and parties. Nodding her head she disappeared behind the screen. Upon emerging she was holding a beautiful dress along with a corset. Frowning Emily eyed the corset with annoyance. Noticing the look on her young Misses face she placed the dress on the end of the bed and walked towards her. pulling back the covers she explained.
"Why I cant believe you've forgotten Miss. It's young Mr Norrington's birthday."
Emily's frown grew. She had grown up with Joseph Norrington. He was one of the few people her age that were at her 'station' so her Grandfather put it. Joseph never had particularly annoyed her but when she noticed her parents seemed to be pairing her up with him the trouble began.
Moaning once again she made a move to pull the covers over her head. In one sweeping movement the duvet was pulled back and Estrella was hurriedly motioning for her to get up.
Knowing it was better not to argue she followed the instructions and in a few painful and breathless minutes she was standing in front of the large mirror wishing she had made more of an attempt to get out of it. Trying to take deep breaths she looked at herself over. The dress was blue and green with a cream petticoat. She touched the fine thread patterns lightly and ran a finger over them. Closing her eyes pictures of crashing waves and storms from her dream ran through her mind. She smiled then gasped for breath and started to fan herself violently.
"Um.Estrella do you think you could like.loosen this corset thing?" She gasped for air yet again and decided against talking.
"Sorry love. We're late as it is. I'll get Gregory to prepare the carriage."
And with that she left the room and a struggling teenager behind. Taking a deep breath and a final look at the mirror she smiled at her reflection and slowly followed in the direction Estrella had journeyed in before.
* * *
Fanning herself feverishly Emily stood beside her Mother and Father. She was sure her breathing rate had doubled since the accessory or death threat as she preferred to call it had been tied around her chest. Trying to concentrate on what was being said she managed to catch the words; fifteenth, Joseph and sword. Using her spare hand she pushed an escaping curl away from her eyes and watched enviously as a fine sword was presented to a young man at the front of the ceremony.
In one glance she could tell it was specially made. The handle was engraved with gold and the blade was in perfect balance. Keeping her eyes firmly upon it she watched as he unsheathed it and couldn't help but admire the fine craft. Clapping rang in her ears meaning that the speeches were finished and that the guests were free to congratulate the host.
Watching her Mother lead her Father towards the Commodore Emily found it the perfect opportunity to slip away. Taking a few steps backwards she looked around quickly. Positive no one was watching she hitched up her many skirts and made for the door. Elizabeth saw her daughter head towards the exit and a smile budded on her lips. Excusing herself from Will and the Commodore she untwined her husbands arm from her waist and followed Emily at a distance.
Sighing deeply Emily continued to fan herself as she looked out at the ocean spread before her from the front porch. The turquoise and blue swirled magically as tiny white tipped waves rolled onto the shore. Smiling in contentment Emily pushed a curl away from her face just as something caught her eye.
Taking a step towards the glinting object Emily jumped as a monkey screech cut through the air. Shaking herself she leaned towards the thing lying on the ground. Seeing it close up she realised it was a necklace or medallion more likely. Rounded in shape it bore the pirate symbol of a scull and cross bones. Her smile widened. She could recognise that symbol anywhere. Reaching out a slender hand she grasped the medallion just as her Mother let out a yell.
"NO! Don't touch that!!!"
Authors Note - Hmmmmmmm! Ish thinks it's a good beginning but what really matters is what you think!!! So tell me! Hope to update soon and you know reviews help *wink* *wink* All reviews are appreciated!! Thankies!!! Luv Lizzie
Disclaimer - Much to my disappointment I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean but I do own Emily Jane. *Grumble* I wish I owned POTC through. *Sigh* Life can be so unfair. Mean Disney thinks of everything. *Walks of grumbling*
Authors Note - Hmmmmmm. Okayies I kinda started this story but forgot to add the beginning so I'm re-posting it. Oh yeah and this is also my first PROPER fanfic so please be nice. Helpful criticism is always appreciated. Thankies! Remember to R&R!!!!
Summary - What if Will and Elizabeth had a daughter? What if she came in possession of a piece of Cortez's cursed treasure? They'd be stupid if they didn't call on a certain pirate captain and what if he had a little surprise of his own? Read to find out!!!!
Chapter One - Run in with the Past
Cradling the small bundle in her arms Elizabeth Turner looked into the large eyes of her newborn daughter. A smile was evident on her deep red lips as she slowly rocked the sleeping baby back and forth. Even in a half hypnotised state the young woman still managed to notice the sudden appearance of a distressed looking man. William Turner stood at the door, slightly puffed looking extremely apologetic.
"I came as soon as I heard. I'm so sorry please for."
Shaking her head, the same smile still displayed on her lips Elizabeth beckoned her husband over. In less than a second he was by her side still looking exceptionally sorry. Motioning for him to take a seat a smile danced on her rosebud shaped lips as she watched him hurriedly sit down in a wooden chair beside her bed. Only just seeming to notice the presence of the sleeping infant in Elizabeth's arms Will's eyes widened with joy. His expression softened by the second and very soon a smile was plastered on his tanned face. Taking her hand in his he looked into her eyes. Smiling back at him Elizabeth was the first to speak.
"Will there's someone I want you to meet."
With a slender finger she gently pushed a small tuft of brown fuzz away from the baby's closed face. In response the child kicked out her chubby legs and rolled towards the warm skin of her Mother. Watching spellbound Will smiled at his family.
"C-Can I hold her?"
Ever so carefully Elizabeth lifted her daughter up of her chest and held her out to Will. Being exceedingly cautious he took the bundle from her and with a little help was soon cradling his daughter to his chest. Rocking the child slightly he smiled and looked up at his wife. The same happy expression was mirrored on her face.
"Has she got a name?"
Shaking her head Elizabeth watched the two most important people in her life with a smile. Her eyes glanced over the infant and then returned to her husband.
"What was your Mothers name?"
Meeting her gaze he stared into her deep chocolate coloured orbs. His Mother? It had been years since he had spoken of her to anyone, with an exception of Jack. He had very few memories of her but nevertheless he could never forget her name.
"Emily Jane."
Pausing for a moment Elizabeth's eyes scanned the baby's face lovingly. Nodding her head with approval she looked up into the dark eyes of Will. She squeezed his hand slightly and her smile widened if that was possible.
"Emily Jane it is then."
* * *
~*~Fifteen Years Later~*~
Grasping a rope firmly in her hand a young girl with huge liquid brown eyes and long chocolate brown tresses swung onto the opponent ship. Storm clouds rumbled ahead and lightning struck at the vessel. A loud cracking noise could be heard as the mast split cleanly in two. Shouts rang in the air fighting against the strong wind.
"Look out!!!"
The girl turned around just as the mast detached itself fully and was sent tumbling into the churning ocean. The enormous waves swallowed it whole and sprayed water back up at them. Blinded by the salt water stinging in her eyes the girl wandered aimlessly around the wooden deck not aware of the large pirate sneaking up on her.
In a quick move the young child was sprawled on her back, the huge pirate stood above her ready to strike again. A moan escaped her lips and her head began to feel heavy. Trying to keep her eyes focused on the attacker the scene began to swirl and then faded completely.
"Emily Jane? Emily Jane?"
A rounded woman with rosy cheeks stood above her. A smile was visible on her lips as she watched the girl before her groan and try to pull her covers over her head in protest. Shaking her head at the hidden body before her she walked towards the large window and pulled the emerald green curtains open. More protests rang in her ears, slightly muffled due to the duvet still covering Emily's head. Her smile widened as she flung the window open and stared down at the bay.
"Come come Miss. It's a beautiful day and you don't want to keep you parents waiting do you?"
A head emerged from the covers. Shaking back her bed hair Emily looked at Estrella curiously. Her liquid brown eyes were wide and she rubbed them tiredly.
"Why? Where are they?"
The woman's smile grew knowingly. Her young Miss was much like her Mother. Estrella could remember when Miss Elizabeth was the same age and how she used to forget important dates and parties. Nodding her head she disappeared behind the screen. Upon emerging she was holding a beautiful dress along with a corset. Frowning Emily eyed the corset with annoyance. Noticing the look on her young Misses face she placed the dress on the end of the bed and walked towards her. pulling back the covers she explained.
"Why I cant believe you've forgotten Miss. It's young Mr Norrington's birthday."
Emily's frown grew. She had grown up with Joseph Norrington. He was one of the few people her age that were at her 'station' so her Grandfather put it. Joseph never had particularly annoyed her but when she noticed her parents seemed to be pairing her up with him the trouble began.
Moaning once again she made a move to pull the covers over her head. In one sweeping movement the duvet was pulled back and Estrella was hurriedly motioning for her to get up.
Knowing it was better not to argue she followed the instructions and in a few painful and breathless minutes she was standing in front of the large mirror wishing she had made more of an attempt to get out of it. Trying to take deep breaths she looked at herself over. The dress was blue and green with a cream petticoat. She touched the fine thread patterns lightly and ran a finger over them. Closing her eyes pictures of crashing waves and storms from her dream ran through her mind. She smiled then gasped for breath and started to fan herself violently.
"Um.Estrella do you think you could like.loosen this corset thing?" She gasped for air yet again and decided against talking.
"Sorry love. We're late as it is. I'll get Gregory to prepare the carriage."
And with that she left the room and a struggling teenager behind. Taking a deep breath and a final look at the mirror she smiled at her reflection and slowly followed in the direction Estrella had journeyed in before.
* * *
Fanning herself feverishly Emily stood beside her Mother and Father. She was sure her breathing rate had doubled since the accessory or death threat as she preferred to call it had been tied around her chest. Trying to concentrate on what was being said she managed to catch the words; fifteenth, Joseph and sword. Using her spare hand she pushed an escaping curl away from her eyes and watched enviously as a fine sword was presented to a young man at the front of the ceremony.
In one glance she could tell it was specially made. The handle was engraved with gold and the blade was in perfect balance. Keeping her eyes firmly upon it she watched as he unsheathed it and couldn't help but admire the fine craft. Clapping rang in her ears meaning that the speeches were finished and that the guests were free to congratulate the host.
Watching her Mother lead her Father towards the Commodore Emily found it the perfect opportunity to slip away. Taking a few steps backwards she looked around quickly. Positive no one was watching she hitched up her many skirts and made for the door. Elizabeth saw her daughter head towards the exit and a smile budded on her lips. Excusing herself from Will and the Commodore she untwined her husbands arm from her waist and followed Emily at a distance.
Sighing deeply Emily continued to fan herself as she looked out at the ocean spread before her from the front porch. The turquoise and blue swirled magically as tiny white tipped waves rolled onto the shore. Smiling in contentment Emily pushed a curl away from her face just as something caught her eye.
Taking a step towards the glinting object Emily jumped as a monkey screech cut through the air. Shaking herself she leaned towards the thing lying on the ground. Seeing it close up she realised it was a necklace or medallion more likely. Rounded in shape it bore the pirate symbol of a scull and cross bones. Her smile widened. She could recognise that symbol anywhere. Reaching out a slender hand she grasped the medallion just as her Mother let out a yell.
"NO! Don't touch that!!!"
Authors Note - Hmmmmmmm! Ish thinks it's a good beginning but what really matters is what you think!!! So tell me! Hope to update soon and you know reviews help *wink* *wink* All reviews are appreciated!! Thankies!!! Luv Lizzie