My first Pirates of the Caribbean out of two and a half, cause I'm in the middle of writing the sequel. Well not middle really, I'm just before Tia Dalma. Tell me what you think and I'll get onto the sequel. :)

Christine's POV:

My name's Christine Langford. I lived in England with my mother and father, they were of a high class and so I was pretty well suited. I was an only child. I had a brother once, but he became a soldier, he was several years older then me. We lost him not too long ago. My mother was in shambles because of it.

My mother had a brother named Weatherby Swann. He had a daughter named Elizabeth, my cousin. They too were well suited and my family made it so that I spent at least a day with Elizabeth every week. I didn't mind, she was my best friend. Elizabeth had lost her mother at a young age, she helped me through the loss of my brother.

Our two families were quite close, with both our relationship and our households. I could walk to Elizabeth's if I ever felt lonely. Mr Swann highly disapproved of this. He was strict as to social status, but not enough to cause Elizabeth to loose any sense of humour or imagination.

My father was different. While Elizabeth was made to wear dresses and corsets everywhere, my father was more lenient. I was allowed to roam around in breeches, at least around the house. My mother was like Mr Swann and refused to let me outside the grounds unless I was properly dressed. But that's alright, I learned that image was very important in today's society. I wasn't one hundred percent sure why, but I hated to anger my parents.

Elizabeth had a knack for pirates. She loved them. She read all sorts of stories and even learned a song about them. After being around her for so long, the idea grew on me too. The thought of being able to sail where ever, being in the open sea. Freedom was all I saw when we talked about it. Not the selfishness or inhumane morals.

The idea of piracy grew so strong that I eventually asked my father for something most would one hundred percent disagree to. I asked for sword lessons. My mother put her foot down saying it was improper and unladylike. I was so desperate, I played a card I probably shouldn't have. I reminded her of my brother, saying I'd go down easier then him if I got into a pinch. I didn't say it in so many words but she wasn't very happy with me afterwards.

My father however agreed, without the need for the heartless push.

I guess it showed how desperate I was.

My father paid for a teacher, who, at first was surprised as to be teaching a girl, but didn't argue.

I had told Elizabeth, but she was very hesitant to the idea. After I got good enough, she occasionally came to watch, her father was in the dark about the idea as mother refused to tell him and so did Elizabeth. If he did know, he'd probably argue with my father and stop Elizabeth from coming.

Though hesitant she was fascinated as she watched and brought up the idea of if I'd ever meet a pirate, I could beat them. It was intriguing.

When I turned ten Elizabeth's father was made Governor of a small island named Port Royal. However in order for this to happen, the two needed to move to the island. I personally, was distraught. I didn't want to loose my best friend.

"It's not fair, you can't leave." I cried after Mr Swann informed my family. My mother was happy for him and my father congratulated him, even Elizabeth was proud of her father. I was happy for him, until I learnt that it meant they had to leave.

"Christine," my mother said with sympathy as she kneeled down to my level. "You need to be strong." she said

"But," I turned back to Elizabeth who's expression was slowly dampening as her eyes welled with tears. I ran forwards and hugged my cousin and she back. I wasn't much of a crying type after my brother died, but this hurt, loosing my best friend. We'd never been apart before.

"Do you have to leave?" I questioned

"I'm afraid so." Mr Swann nodded.

"No matter what?" I wondered. He nodded again.

"Then I'm going to!" I decided strongly

"Christine." My mother said in her disapproving voice.

"Can she?" Elizabeth asked liking the idea.

"Well…" her father began. I took a deep breath and stepped away from Elizabeth, wiping my eyes.

"With your permission Governor." and I curtsied lowly. Elizabeth looked at her father expectantly.

"On one condition," Mr Swann began. I looked up at him as he turned to my parents. "You all must come."

That's how we ended up on a boat to Port Royal. I was standing at the bow with Elizabeth, my eyes closed and the wind blowing in my face. Unfortunately a fog had rolled in and there wasn't much to see anymore. The waters were no longer blue as the sky was blocked out, but a dark black colour.

"…We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot. Drink up me 'earties yo ho!" Elizabeth began to sing as she stared into the fog. "We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot." I joined her, my eyes still closed "Drink up me 'earties yo ho! Yo ho, yo ho a pirate's life for me. We extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack. Drink up—" Elizabeth gasped and I opened my eyes to see one of the sea men standing behind her.

"Quiet, missy!" he warned "Cursed pirates sail these waters. You don't want to bring them down on us, now, do ya?" he asked glancing into the fog that surrounded our ship, the Dauntless. I turned and looked out at the fog in ore. Could we really meet some pirates?

"Mr Gibbs," another man joined us. He was in charge of the voyage. Captain James Norrington. "That will do." he wore a uniform and walked towards us. Mr Gibbs looked at the lieutenant.

"They were singing about pirates," Mr Gibbs admitted pointing to the two of us. Elizabeth and I shared a look "Bad luck to be singing about pirates with us mired in this unnatural fog. Mark my words."

"Consider them marked." the Lieutenant answered "On your way." dismissing the idea.

"Aye Lieutenant." Mr Gibbs dipped his head and stepped away from us. "It's bad luck to have women on board too… even miniature ones." he muttered. I couldn't help but smile at that as he glanced at us before secretly taking a drink from his canteen

"I think it'd be rather exciting to meet a pirate." Elizabeth admitted.

"I'm sure they'd have a lot to tell." I nodded in agreement. The lieutenant smiled at us

"Think again Miss Swann, Miss Langford." he walked to look out to the ocean, standing next to us. "Vile and dissolute creatures, the lot of them." I frowned, not all of them could be bad, right? "I intend to see to it that any man who sails under a pirate flag or wears a pirate brand gets what he deserves." he looked down at Elizabeth and I and smiled "A short drop and a sudden stop." I looked at Elizabeth who glanced at Mr Gibbs, I followed her gaze as the sea man grabbed his neck tie and pulled it up, imitating a hanging. Elizabeth and I gasped before looked back at the Lieutenant.

Mr Swann came up to us with my mother, interrupting us.

"Lieutenant Norrington, I appreciate the fervour, but I'm— uh— I'm concerned about the effect this subject will have upon my daughter." the governor admitted, my mother nodded giving me a look. I bowed my head slightly to avoid her gaze.

"My apologies, Governor Swann, Mrs Langford," Norrington bowed his head before walking away from the us all.

"Actually, I find it all fascinating." Elizabeth admitted as her father stood before her

"It sounds like something you'd read in a novel." I nodded in agreement

"Yes, that's what concerns me." Governor confessed.

"Christine, remember to keep focused please." my mother said. I nodded my head and Elizabeth lowered her's. The two adults turned from us and walked away. I looked at Elizabeth.

"We can dream right?" I asked. She smiled and turned back to look over the bow.

"Christine, look," she pointed towards the water. I followed her instruction and noticed a parasol floating by, the small waves from the ship lapping at it. We walked along the railing watching it before Elizabeth gasped. I looked and saw a piece of wreckage coming towards us also. Lying atop of it was a boy.

"Look! A boy! There's a boy in the water!" she called to the ship. Norrington and several other men moved to the railing to look.

"Man over board!" Norrington shouted. "Man the ropes. Fetch a boat hook. Haul him aboard!" We watched as everyone ran around and the men on deck swung boat hooks and snagged the limp body from the waters as it passed the ship. They dragged him aboard and laid him down where Norrington leant over him to check for a pulse.

"He's still breathing!" the lieutenant declared. Elizabeth and I walked forwards to get a better look.

"Mary mother of god." Gibbs muttered, I turned to see an entire ship wreck. I gasped. Body's littered the waters as well as the wood from the ship, the sails floated on top as fires licked at the surface of the waves. The Union Jack sat atop the waters.

What an awful sight. Elizabeth tapped my arm as she stood over the boy, looking down upon him. I turned also, he had brown hair, wet and stuck to his face.

"What happened here?" Governor Swann demanded

"It's most likely the powder magazine." Norrington assumed "Merchant vessels run heavily armed."

"A lot of good it did them." Mr Gibbs said "Everyone's thinking it, I'm just saying it. Pirates." he declared. I turned with wide eyes and looked around, I wanted to see a pirate ship. I didn't get much of a chance as my mother placed a protective arm around my shoulders, my father standing with Governor Swann.

The Governor scoffed at Mr Gibbs' statement.

"There's no proof of that. It was probably an accident."

"Rouse the captain immediately." Norrington ordered "Heave to and take in sail. Launch the boats." Norrington walked with the sailors over to the long boats, preparing to look for any survivors. I turned as one of the men picked up Will and moved him, Elizabeth and the governor watched as the man leaned down to his daughter.

"Elizabeth, I want you to accompany the boy. He'll be in your charge. Take care of him." Elizabeth nodded and followed the boy.

"Go with Elizabeth," my mother ordered. I nodded and followed my cousin.

I approached as Elizabeth moved a piece of wet hair from the boys face. The boy jumped, gasped and grabbed her hand. Elizabeth jumped at the sudden movement before taking a deep breath.

"It's okay, My name's Elizabeth Swann, this is Christine Langford." she introduced us and I nodded to him.

"W-Will Turner." the boy replied, gasping

"We're watching over you Will." Elizabeth assured him. He seemed to relax at that and his eyes slowly fluttered shut as he lowered his head and fell back unconscious.

"He must be exhausted." I said pitifully. I wonder what he saw from that wreck?

Elizabeth noticed a chain around his neck and reached to move it. On the end was a gold medallion. It had a skull in the middle.

My eyes widened.

"My word," I breathed

"You're a… p-pirate!" she gasped looking at the boy

"Has he said anything?" Elizabeth and I jumped, spinning around, Elizabeth holding the medallion behind her back. Lieutenant Norrington stood behind her with two other men.

"His name's Will Turner. That's all I found out." she answered. The lieutenant nodded.

"Take him bellow." Norrington ordered. The two men moved the boy and I followed Elizabeth to the helm. She glanced at me then around before slowly uncovering the medallion and looking at it.

She held it up to her face and the two of us pressed our heads together to look at it. It shined gold as she moved it.

My attention was quickly dawn away from the medallion however. Behind the coin, within the fog, a black ship emerged. Immediately I noticed the pirate flag flying in the wind, the skull and cross bones highly visible. My eyes widened and I took a slight step forwards as Elizabeth placed a hand on my arm. I looked at her, she wore the same expression.

We saw a real pirate ship.

Port Royal was a beautiful place. The entire town surrounded and look down upon the bay. Fort Charles was built along the shore line as well as up on the cliffs for protection. My mother held my hand as she lead to me a carriage. It followed the Governor's to the top of the hill where a very large mansion stood. We were to share this house, and I personally couldn't be happier.

We met the ladies in waiting, the butler Charles, and all the others within the household. They were all very kind.

Elizabeth and I were escorted to our rooms which were just a few doors down from one another and I met my personal ladies in waiting.

During the entire ordeal however, all I thought about was the pirate ship. I had never seen a ship so black before, nor had I seen a real flag with the skull and crossbones.

It was exciting, and that night, it's all I dreamed about.