Pirate Meetings
Disclaimer: I do not own any of Walt Disney's characters from the ride or movie. I also do not own the events or quotes from the movie or the songs in here. I only own the characters and events I made up. Be sure that you have viewed "Pirates of the Caribbean" before reading this fic.
Chapter 1: Everyday Life
A young girl, about sixteen years of age, sat on a balcony at her mansion in Port Royal. It was nightfall and the moon was shining over her. Her hair was golden-brown and flowed down her back. The wind seemed to pick up as she would look up into the sky. "Why am I here? I feel like I should be.somewhere else," she whispered to herself as she stood up and walked back into her room, shutting and locking her door behind her. She walked over to her dresser and put a necklace on. She gripped it tight and went back to bed, knowing she had to go to school the next day.
"Kaitlin.Kaitlin.time to wake," a voice said as the light shown through the windows of her bedroom. She threw the sheets of her bed back over her head and groaned. "Miss Turner, it's time for you to go to school." Kaitlin got up slowly and walked over to her dressing area. Her housemaid helped her put on her corset as she let out a shriek of pain. "Sorry Miss."
"Oh.don't worry about it Kelly. I have to wear this anyway, so I might as well learn to cope with it." When her dress was finally on, she grabbed her schoolbooks and walked down the hall.
Meanwhile, her mother was standing in the foyer talking with her husband. "Will, don't you think she should know?"
"Elizabeth, it's not her place in life. She's a young woman now and I don't think it best for her to know about her blood."
"What about my blood?" Kaitlin said as she walked down the stairs, "Is there something I deserve to know?"
"No.nothing at all, but you look beautiful."
"Thank you father."
"Well, don't forget that you have to work today. We have to keep making those swords." Kaitlin nodded and walked out the door to the carriage. She waved goodbye to her parents as they walked back into the house. "You find it perfectly alright to have our daughter work at a damn blacksmith shop, yet you won't even tell her who she really is?" Elizabeth asked firmly.
"Listen, I'll tell her tomorrow at work."
"Good, she needs to know the truth about who she is and where she comes from."
Kaitlin arrived at school with all the other young women of the town. They were all dressed in the same type of dresses, but everyone looked at Kate as if she was diseased. She walked into the building, holding her books to her chest. She sat down at her desk and started reading ahead in the lesson. The rest of the girls strolled into the room moments after her and sat down. Kaitlin kept her eyes in her book, pretending not to notice the fact that everyone's eyes, including the teacher's, were on her.
Within hours, school was almost over. Kaitlin looked out the window and then immediately raised her hand. "Yes, Miss Turner?"
"I have to go to work."
"Okay, just read the lesson and you'll be ready for tomorrow." Kaitlin nodded, gathered her books and started to walk out the door, but one of the other girls tripped her. The knife Kate had tied at her ankle, hidden by her long dress, was calling to her. Stab the girl. Stab her now. Being in school, she just glared at her and walked out the door silently. She ran to the blacksmith shop and took off her dress to reveal white pants and a brown leather vest with a white, frilled, long-sleeved shirt under it. Kate put on her dark leather boots and tied her hair back in a ponytail as Will came into the shop. "Hello Kate."
"Hi Dad," Kaitlin replied with a look of disappointment on her face. Will walked over to her and handed her a hammer. "What's wrong?"
"Dad, have you ever felt as if you don't belong here? Like you should be.somewhere else.free?"
"Everyday of my life, but are you okay?" Kaitlin looked at her father and threw the hammer against the wall as hard as she could. "Dad, I feel different from everyone else. All the girls look at me like I'm a freak.especially because I work here with you."
"If you don't want to work here, you can say no."
"The thing is.I like working." Kaitlin walked over and picked up the hammer she had thrown and looked back at her father. There was a silence between them as Kaitlin walked over and placed the hammer on the table. She glanced over at the swords on the wall. "Why do you make all these swords?" Will knew that if he answered his daughter's question, she could find out about her heritage. "Um.I don't know. It's part of my job," he said as he picked up one of the swords and tossed it into the air. Kate watched him catch it and they went back to work.
Disclaimer: I do not own any of Walt Disney's characters from the ride or movie. I also do not own the events or quotes from the movie or the songs in here. I only own the characters and events I made up. Be sure that you have viewed "Pirates of the Caribbean" before reading this fic.
Chapter 1: Everyday Life
A young girl, about sixteen years of age, sat on a balcony at her mansion in Port Royal. It was nightfall and the moon was shining over her. Her hair was golden-brown and flowed down her back. The wind seemed to pick up as she would look up into the sky. "Why am I here? I feel like I should be.somewhere else," she whispered to herself as she stood up and walked back into her room, shutting and locking her door behind her. She walked over to her dresser and put a necklace on. She gripped it tight and went back to bed, knowing she had to go to school the next day.
"Kaitlin.Kaitlin.time to wake," a voice said as the light shown through the windows of her bedroom. She threw the sheets of her bed back over her head and groaned. "Miss Turner, it's time for you to go to school." Kaitlin got up slowly and walked over to her dressing area. Her housemaid helped her put on her corset as she let out a shriek of pain. "Sorry Miss."
"Oh.don't worry about it Kelly. I have to wear this anyway, so I might as well learn to cope with it." When her dress was finally on, she grabbed her schoolbooks and walked down the hall.
Meanwhile, her mother was standing in the foyer talking with her husband. "Will, don't you think she should know?"
"Elizabeth, it's not her place in life. She's a young woman now and I don't think it best for her to know about her blood."
"What about my blood?" Kaitlin said as she walked down the stairs, "Is there something I deserve to know?"
"No.nothing at all, but you look beautiful."
"Thank you father."
"Well, don't forget that you have to work today. We have to keep making those swords." Kaitlin nodded and walked out the door to the carriage. She waved goodbye to her parents as they walked back into the house. "You find it perfectly alright to have our daughter work at a damn blacksmith shop, yet you won't even tell her who she really is?" Elizabeth asked firmly.
"Listen, I'll tell her tomorrow at work."
"Good, she needs to know the truth about who she is and where she comes from."
Kaitlin arrived at school with all the other young women of the town. They were all dressed in the same type of dresses, but everyone looked at Kate as if she was diseased. She walked into the building, holding her books to her chest. She sat down at her desk and started reading ahead in the lesson. The rest of the girls strolled into the room moments after her and sat down. Kaitlin kept her eyes in her book, pretending not to notice the fact that everyone's eyes, including the teacher's, were on her.
Within hours, school was almost over. Kaitlin looked out the window and then immediately raised her hand. "Yes, Miss Turner?"
"I have to go to work."
"Okay, just read the lesson and you'll be ready for tomorrow." Kaitlin nodded, gathered her books and started to walk out the door, but one of the other girls tripped her. The knife Kate had tied at her ankle, hidden by her long dress, was calling to her. Stab the girl. Stab her now. Being in school, she just glared at her and walked out the door silently. She ran to the blacksmith shop and took off her dress to reveal white pants and a brown leather vest with a white, frilled, long-sleeved shirt under it. Kate put on her dark leather boots and tied her hair back in a ponytail as Will came into the shop. "Hello Kate."
"Hi Dad," Kaitlin replied with a look of disappointment on her face. Will walked over to her and handed her a hammer. "What's wrong?"
"Dad, have you ever felt as if you don't belong here? Like you should be.somewhere else.free?"
"Everyday of my life, but are you okay?" Kaitlin looked at her father and threw the hammer against the wall as hard as she could. "Dad, I feel different from everyone else. All the girls look at me like I'm a freak.especially because I work here with you."
"If you don't want to work here, you can say no."
"The thing is.I like working." Kaitlin walked over and picked up the hammer she had thrown and looked back at her father. There was a silence between them as Kaitlin walked over and placed the hammer on the table. She glanced over at the swords on the wall. "Why do you make all these swords?" Will knew that if he answered his daughter's question, she could find out about her heritage. "Um.I don't know. It's part of my job," he said as he picked up one of the swords and tossed it into the air. Kate watched him catch it and they went back to work.