Baby Sparrow
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Pirates of the Caribbean (All) › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
6
Views:
2,245
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own the Pirates of the Caribbean movie series, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Chapter 2: Sweet Reunions
Chapter 2: Sweet Reunions
"Completely recless, you are, child. You remind me so much of your bloddy father."
Isabelle didn't know if she should take this comment as a complement or not, so she kept her mouth shut. She just watched her mother cook the fish that would be their dinner. Madalyn and Malloy were determined to keep straight faces as Jasmine shouted at Isabelle.
"Maybe you should thank your daughter, Jasmine. After all, it sounded as if those men where after something you weren't willing to give."
For the first time, Isabelle spoke, "She won't admit I did the right thing until I admit I did the wrong thing."
Getting up, she pulled on her jacket. She opened the door and Paul said, "Where are you going?"
"Work."
(o)o(o)o(o)
Isabelle walked through twon, looking for her targets. Within an hour, she had her small bad filled with 3 ponds of silver and gold coins. On her way to the heart of the island, she found a man on the ground. She bent down and got a good look at him. He had on a black jacket with a white shirt and pants stuffed into knee-high boots. He also had on a hat just like hers. She noticed he had a small leather potch. She poked it and heard the clinking of cions. Not even bothering to check if he was awake or not, she untied the poutch and slid it into her pocket.
"Thanks, mate. " she whispered, smirking.
She walked away and felt a hand on her shoulder. This had forced her into a dark alley and pinned her against the wall.
"You're gonna pay for what you stole from me yesterday, missy."
The man's dirty hands wrapped around her neck and squeezed. She could feel her chest tighted when the man suddenly slumped forward. Discusted, she shoved him off of her. She saw a small knife in his back. Slowly looking up, she saw the man she had just robbed. He started to walk towards her. She took off running without thinking. She didn't notice that he was following her until she heard his pounding feet behind her as she crossed a wooden bridge. She was getting very tiered. 'You'll make it, Belle,' she told herself, 'you're almost home.' She turned a corner and ran up the stone steps into the appartment building. She opened the door, then slammed it shut. Her maother and Paul were at the table, Isabelle then slumped to the groud, gasping for breath. Jasmine rushed to pull her daughter away from harm as Paul grabbed an knife and opened the door.
All Isabelle remembered was the dull clink of a knife hitting the stone floor and Paul's voice saying, " Sparrow, you're alive," before she passed out.
~~~Short, I know, but the next couple of chapters should be longer. I've got 11 chapters fully written. I just need to work on chapter 12 and type everything up, so kepp reading!~~~
"Completely recless, you are, child. You remind me so much of your bloddy father."
Isabelle didn't know if she should take this comment as a complement or not, so she kept her mouth shut. She just watched her mother cook the fish that would be their dinner. Madalyn and Malloy were determined to keep straight faces as Jasmine shouted at Isabelle.
"Maybe you should thank your daughter, Jasmine. After all, it sounded as if those men where after something you weren't willing to give."
For the first time, Isabelle spoke, "She won't admit I did the right thing until I admit I did the wrong thing."
Getting up, she pulled on her jacket. She opened the door and Paul said, "Where are you going?"
"Work."
(o)o(o)o(o)
Isabelle walked through twon, looking for her targets. Within an hour, she had her small bad filled with 3 ponds of silver and gold coins. On her way to the heart of the island, she found a man on the ground. She bent down and got a good look at him. He had on a black jacket with a white shirt and pants stuffed into knee-high boots. He also had on a hat just like hers. She noticed he had a small leather potch. She poked it and heard the clinking of cions. Not even bothering to check if he was awake or not, she untied the poutch and slid it into her pocket.
"Thanks, mate. " she whispered, smirking.
She walked away and felt a hand on her shoulder. This had forced her into a dark alley and pinned her against the wall.
"You're gonna pay for what you stole from me yesterday, missy."
The man's dirty hands wrapped around her neck and squeezed. She could feel her chest tighted when the man suddenly slumped forward. Discusted, she shoved him off of her. She saw a small knife in his back. Slowly looking up, she saw the man she had just robbed. He started to walk towards her. She took off running without thinking. She didn't notice that he was following her until she heard his pounding feet behind her as she crossed a wooden bridge. She was getting very tiered. 'You'll make it, Belle,' she told herself, 'you're almost home.' She turned a corner and ran up the stone steps into the appartment building. She opened the door, then slammed it shut. Her maother and Paul were at the table, Isabelle then slumped to the groud, gasping for breath. Jasmine rushed to pull her daughter away from harm as Paul grabbed an knife and opened the door.
All Isabelle remembered was the dull clink of a knife hitting the stone floor and Paul's voice saying, " Sparrow, you're alive," before she passed out.
~~~Short, I know, but the next couple of chapters should be longer. I've got 11 chapters fully written. I just need to work on chapter 12 and type everything up, so kepp reading!~~~