Author's Note: Hello! It's me again! Actually I had this story up on my blog before but I decided to put it up. (Since I hadn't written a new chapter for a while cause of school) Anyway it's a reader insert this time! Haha. Anyway there's a reason though that your middle name and surname is chosen for you. You'll see when you read on. Fufufu~ Enjoy! Told in first person~

Hetalia is owned by Hidekaz Himaruya

THE CAPTAIN'S JEWEL

Prologue

"Where are you?" A woman yelled at the top of her voice as she stood in front of her house that lay at the edge of a secluded cove. It was a special cove that was hidden from the prying eyes of the British Navy, and the Royal Family. There was a reason as to why the cove was hidden. A small girl about the age of seven ran towards the woman from the direction of London. She ran while at the same time, attempting to fix her (h/c) hair into a ponytail. The woman laughed as she gathered her daughter into her arms. "Let me fix it for you dear." Spoke the woman; she tied her daughter's hair into a neat ponytail. As soon as the woman was finished with her daughter's hair, a man emerged from the bushes that lay in front of the cove. He had hazel brown hair, and he had luscious chocolate brown eyes. His skin was slightly tanned and he wore a blue and gold pirate jacket. The feathers on his pirate hat swayed gently in the breeze.

"Papa!" cried the girl as she ran towards the man. The woman laughed as the man swung his little girl up into the air, the woman tucked her blonde hair behind her ear. "Hello Captain." She said, she gave the man a peck on the cheek. "I've missed you love." The reason as to why the cove was hidden was because of Pirates. The woman is the wife of Captain Carriedo, a pirate that sailed the seven seas. If anyone ever found out, it would have led to serious trouble. "I've missed you too." Laughed the man, he noticed that his daughter was staring at the two of them wide eyed. The man smirked, "Ready to go mi concha?" The girl gave a huge grin and nodded her head, the woman laughed. "Take care of her would you love?" she said, giving the man and girl a hug. "Of course I would. A Pirate never lets his jewels out of his sight after all." The man tipped his hat and carried his daughter. "Bye Mama!" cried the girl, she was carried off by the man and she sailed away with him on his Pirate ship.

"Take that you vile disgusting Pirate!" I cry out, my cutlass drawn. I mocked fighting a sworn enemy. The crew laughs as the ship sways violently, knocking me over. "Ye better learn to control those sea legs lass, even if ye have been with us for nine years now!" cries one of the crew. I brush my (h/c) hair out of my face and laugh with the rest of the crew. A hand is stretched out in front of me; I take it and pull myself up. "You'll never be able to fight properly if you keep falling over mi concha." The Captain smiles and pats my head, he may be the captain but he is still my father. That's right, my father is the famous Captain Carriedo the ruthless pirate to sail the seven seas, the owner of the ship; the magnificent 'Ocean's Dagger' and the rumored owner of the Captain's Jewel. Yes, my father is a great Pirate. The only one to rival him would be the treacherous Captain William Kirkland. My father told me to stay from him completely, him and his son.

"Mi concha," says my father, I snap from my daze and focus my attention to him. "Yes Papa?" I reply, my father is Spanish Pirate even though he married a British woman; my mother. Both taught me the languages of English and Spanish. "Mi concha," my father repeats, "There is something that I have to talk to you about." He speaks to me in Spanish; he only does this when it is really important. He starts to walk down below deck, I follow him immediately. He brings me into his office where a boy around my age stood. His ash brown hair is messily tamed by a bandana, his built relatively athletic. He bowed to my father and gave me a curt nod. "Ally mi concha, as a young woman and my daughter your safety is one of my most top priorities." He continues to speak to me in Spanish, "That is why I have assigned you to a bodyguard." He gestures to the boy and he bows to me. "This boy was part of your Cousin Antonio's crew. Antonio has agreed to assign someone to look after you and sent one of his best men to me." Antonio Fernandez Carriedo; my cousin and my father's nephew, he too is a well-known pirate.

I fold my arms over my chest and pout. "But Papa!" I complain, speaking to him in Spanish. "I'm already sixteen and in no need of protection!" My father sighs and looks at me sternly, "Mi concha, you must remember that not only am I your father, I am also the Captain of this ship and as part of my crew you will follow my orders." I relax myself; there is no way that I am going to argue with the Captain. I nod my head obediently and my father smiles. "Now I'll leave you two to get acquainted with one another as I have business to attend to on deck." He walks out of the room but leaves the door open. There was no way my father was going to leave me in a room with a boy where the door is closed. I turn and hold my hand out to the boy, "[Name] Finnian Carriedo." I say, the boy simply takes my hand and brings it to his lips. "Brian Johnson, a pleasure." He says politely. I can't help but wonder if he is from England as well. The sound of cannons and the violent rocking of the ship break me from my thoughts.

"What's going on?" I call out, Brian and I make our way on deck. A huge battle unfolds before our eyes. We have been ambushed by an enemy ship, and both sides are now fighting on our deck. "Lass!" cries Tyson, the Captain's first mate, he tosses me my cutlass. "Watch yerself!" I catch my cutlass and thank him. Brian draws out his cutlass and stands by me, "I have been ordered to protect you Miss Carriedo, and I will do my job with pride." I shrug off his words and leap into the heart of the battle with Brian watching my back. I have to admit that it is much easier to fight when you are able to focus all of your attention to your front. The sound of swords clinking while in contact and the yells of men echo throughout the air, I manage to spot my father fighting the prideful Captain of the enemy ship, I doge, block, and slash my way towards the quarterdeck where my father was fighting.

"That's not fair." Says Brian quietly, I begin to understand what he was referring to; there were three men against my father, all three were much bigger than he was. Brian and I advance to help him but he yells at the both of us, "Don't come any closer!" The both of us freeze in place, but we couldn't stay still for long as the enemy crew dart for us. We block and begin to fight them, but I couldn't concentrate of beating the enemy. Brian had to block some of their blows for me as my concentration was drawn to my father. "Focus Miss Carriedo." Hisses Brian into my ear. I immediately shift most of my concentration and I begin to fight with a stronger approach. "Is that all Carriedo?" the voice of the other Captain echoes throughout the ship. "Are ye really as weak as they say? How can ye protect the so called 'Captain's Jewel' if ye are as weak as yellow bellied scum?" How dare he insult my father that way, such mock is unforgivable.

A hand stretches out and roughly pulls me from where I stood; I felt a cold piece of metal on my throat. "Tell me where the Jewel is Carriedo. And ye might even see this lass alive." I feel the cold blade press against my neck. Brian, my father, they stare at me in horror. Although just by seeing my father's eyes, I can tell he is filled with anguish. "You'll never get the Jewel if you kill her." Growls my father, he is attempting to sound harsh but I can hear him slightly choking on his words. This is the first time that I had been held hostage like this, to be honest for the last nine years that I have been here. When a fight went on like this, I was always locked up in my father's cabin. I stare in realization, as soon as I got up on deck, my father never told me to hide like he would always tell me if I ever escaped his cabin. He really did heed my words when I told him that I could look after myself, and now look at what it's got me into.

The sound of a gunshot was heard, the blade was released from my neck and the Captain yells angrily at someone. I fall to my knees and Brian runs to my side, everything that happened next seemed like it moved in slow motion. One of the enemy crew set fire to the Ocean's Dagger, Brian carries me onto one of the life boats with Tyson and the rest of them. Cries echo into the area as smoke puffs up from the ship. The Captain and his remaining crew escape in their vessel and sail off. "Where's Papa?" I say shakily, I looked around at the life boats but I couldn't find him anywhere. Tyson takes his hat off and the crew stares at the bottom of the boat, their faces fallen. "Captain Carriedo was, a remarkable Pirate." Says Tyson sullenly. It took me a couple of minutes to realize what had happened. They shot him. The enemy, they shot my father. The image of my father collapsing onto the ground replays in my head. Tears form in my eyes as I held my face in my hands. Brian puts and arm around me comfortingly but no amount comfort can return to me what has been lost. I throw my head back and cry.