Chapter One: The Hanging

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CHAPTER ONE

I

HATE

CORSETS

I'm walking through the gates, using all my concentration to stay conscious... I've always loved old fashioned clothes... well, that was before I had to start wearing them. I'm wearing a disgustingly frilly dress, with a corset so tight I can just feel my ribs breaking. The only thing keeping me alive is my stupid fan, why can't they just hurry up and invent electricity already? Their all a bunch of idiots, that's why.

I'm off to see a hanging (yay... kill me now) I would usually never go to see this kind of thing, well of course not, they don't mindlessly kill people back in the real world... but then again, I don't exactly know what's real anymore... Anyway, I'm guessing I should probably fill you in on a little bit of info on what the hell is going on, but I'm a little sketchy myself, so bare with me.

It all started ten years ago, I was an innocent (though very, very awesome(...and maybe not so innocent)) 13 year old girl, just ending my first year of high school, and I was OBSESSED with Pirates of the Caribbean, I know, guess who. But let me tell you, it is alot more awesome watching it through a screen, safe from corsets and evil pointy things made of metal. Well, back then, what I wanted more than anything was to somehow change worlds and be an awesome pirate aboard the legendary 'Black Pearl,' and I know I'm gonna sound stupid, but be careful what you wish for (seriously). Anyway, where was I, oh yea... As a celebration for surviving our first year of high school, we were going to have a little party, and of course, the long awaited, Pirates of the Caribbean marathon.

So later that night, during the first movie (in my favourite part mind you) a lightning storm starts up. This is unusual, but we had been expecting it, though usually not this time of year. It was so loud that we couldn't hear the most amazing movie ever made, so we paused it and went outside to watch the storm. Now here's the part that you probably won't believe, I hardly believe it myself. Suddenly a fork of lightning shot out of the sky and split in two, I remember seeing it hit the T.V, but then there was a bright flash of white light, the smell of burning flesh, and pain, so much pain. All I could think was that I had been hit, I had been struck by lightning and was going to die.

And then I was in Tortuga, I don't know why, I don't know how, but suddenly I was just there. Now of course, first I thought all the usual thoughts that people thing when they suddenly get struck by lightning and transfer worlds... or not, and so on and so forth. I won't bore you with all the, oh I'm so lost, oh I'm probably dead, and me not believing it crap, all ill say is that pretty soon I started believing it... probably the part when some creep branded an X on my face, tied me to a piece of wood, and threw me off a cliff into the water below. Yep, even if I was dead, I wasn't very willing to die again.

Anyway, I can't remember much, I fell asleep a few times (as you do) and when I woke up I was aboard a ship, a pretty fancy looking one too. I looked around and realised I had done a Will Turner (yes I do need a life, get over it) and had been rescued by some skilled peeps. "Ah, you're awake," I heard a posh voice say behind me, "do you remember anything?" I turned around and saw someone wearing a pretty scary wig behind me. In a split second decision, I decided to play dumb, what would they do if I told them the truth? Burn me at the stake or something (hahahahahahahah no thanks). A few jumbled up emotions crossed the governors (judging by the wig) face, too fast for me to see. "Well, my beautiful daughter," WHAT?! I screamed in my head, but I kept my mouth shut. Turns out Scary wig guy thinks I've got amnesia so he wants to make me think I'm his daughter and he's gonna raise me as his own... what evs, I think. Little did I know that id be forced into corsets, horrid clothes, and be forced to act proper for ten bloody years? *sigh* so here I am now. All good and proper and off to see a hanging. Usually I can find a good enough reason not to go, but this time I actually want to *gasp* yes, I know, I probably am going crazy. But I'm only going for two words... Free Food, just kidding, they don't have that here (stingy idiots (I'm so sorry bebingtoe :''( *sob sob*)) nah, the real two words are these... drum roll please... Jack Sparrow. That's right, apparently they've caught Captain Jack Sparrow and plan to hang him, and that is why I am going, to see the poor bloke these imbeciles have mistakes for Jack, for you see, these idiots they call 'guards' could not catch a cold, let alone the legendary Captain Jack Sparrow. So here I am, waiting for them to bring out the prisoner. The drums start rolling and the announcement guy (ah, how much have I learnt in ten years) starts talking. I won't bore you by repeating it. The prisoner is brought up, cuffed in irons, led be three armed officials. The noose is carefully fitted around his neck, the drums get faster and faster, and the man looks up. He stares straight into my eyes, and I let out a strangled choke... I know those eyes. :O

Hey again guys, heres my second story, again, please comment if you would like more :) thx, luv u all, hope you liked it!

-CaptainJackSparrow98

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