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Curse of the Black Pearl 1/13 
23rd-Jul-2011 09:54 am
Chloe Lois Lana Lucy

Title: Curse Of The Black Pearl
Characters: Chloe, Lois, Lana, Lucy, Will, Jack, Norrington, Governor Swann, Barbossa, Black Pearl Crew
Fandoms: Smallville/Pirates Of The Caribbean
Rating: T
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: As children Chloe, Lois, Lana and Lucy are caught in the meteor shower and transported through time, adopted by Weatherby Swann. When Chloe is abducted by Captain Barbossa he realizes that although she can't end the curse she can tweak it in their favor.

Sometimes Lois forgot about life before she and the other three girls came to live in the past. Her future, her past, it was a mix of memories. As the oldest of the four, at twelve, Lois had the clearest memories of the time before this one. She could remember electricity and cars and television. She remembered daddy and mommy leaving her and her little sister Lucy with their cousin Chloe in Metropolis, could remember Aunt Moira driving through this small town when suddenly the skies opened up and rocks began to pour down on them. Lois remembered crashing into a van, remembered coming awake to find Aunt Moira dead.

It'd been chaos, especially since Lois hadn't been able to find Chloe, the blonde having been thrown from the car during the crash.

With meteors falling down all around them, the five year old Lois had grabbed her crying baby sister, and climbed out of the wreckage moments before a large meteor collided into it, exploding the vehicle and setting it on fire. She'd screamed for her three year old cousin, finding instead a pretty young brunette crying over the body of her aunt, who'd been the one driving the florist's van they'd crashed into. That was the first time Lois had met three year old Lana Lang. The brunette in a fairy costume had been terrified and crying, and had kept up with Lois and the baby Lucy as they searched for Chloe, finally finding the blonde lying lifelessly on a the side of the road, surrounded by pieces of meteors.

Lois had been terrified, thinking her cousin was dead, but then suddenly Chloe had awoken, and the five year old had cried.

The four little girls ran, dodging falling debris and meteors, before finding refuge in an abandoned mine nearby. They'd stayed huddled together as the sky fell around them, the meteors continuously falling, surrounding them.

They fell asleep, dirty and hungry and scared, bits of meteorite burnt into their skin. They'd huddled against each other for warmth, and when they awoke the sky wasn't falling anymore, but nothing was the same.

Somehow, they'd awoken to a different time.

Weatherby Swann had stumbled upon them in the cave, seeking refuge from a hail storm. He'd recently suffered the deaths of his wife and young daughter, Elizabeth, whom Lois would later found out had been both Chloe's age and coloring. The man had taken the four girls in and raised them as his own. People believed they were the daughters he'd sired with mistresses and whom he was claiming as his own now that his wife and child were dead. In time the scandal was forgotten, and the four Swann girls grew up in Swann Residence in London.

Lucy had been a baby when they'd lost their parents and grew up with no knowledge of the other world, and Lana and Chloe were so young Chloe admitted to having very vague to no memories at all either. Lois was the only one who still harbored memories of the life and world they had once belonged in, but now at the age of twelve she found those memories growing dimmer and dimmer. She'd forgotten the faces of her own parents, and loved Weatherby Swann as her father.

She felt terrible for this, but it was true.

Even now as they sailed for Port Royal, where their father was to begin his new station as Governor, Lois could feel the little she remembered slipping slowly away with the fog that surrounded the ship.

Lana stood at the front of the ship, singing softly a song they sometimes heard the crew singing. It was about pirates and pillaging and drinking. It really wasn't a song one would expect ten year old Lana, the 'Swann daughter' most known for her angelic beauty, to be singing. Even now Lana held some sort of fairy-like visage, her hair whipping around her in the wind, her hazel eyes staring off to sea, her rosy lips moving with each word of her song. She clung to one of the many dollies father had showered her with, the doll beautiful and sweet, just like Lana, or so father had said when he'd given it to her.

Lucy still got away with much at eight, and was running up and down the deck of the ship. She seemed in awe of the fog, trying to almost catch it. Her hair was a mess as she weaved through the many sailors and jumped over rope, giggling as she followed a seagull all around the boat.

Another soft giggle caused Lois to gaze to the side, spotting her ten year old blonde sister pulling a blonde strand behind her hair and smiling up at the man escorting them from London to Port Royal, Lieutenant Norrington. Chloe had developed a very obvious crush on the young man and had taken to following him around on the ship, asking many questions from him about everything and quite obviously hogged up his time. She wasn't terribly subtle at all, and the crew sniggered amongst themselves as they watched her hurry to keep in stride with his long steps, referring to the blonde as "Norrington's Child Bride" whenever they believed no one was listening.

Gibbs, one of the sailors, placed his hand on Lana's shoulder, surprising her out of her song. "Quiet missy! Cursed pirates sail these waters." He leaned down and glared at her. "You don't want to bring them down on us, now, do ya?"

Norrington looked up from where he'd been listening to Chloe and frowned, leaving her behind as he came to Lana's defense. "Mr. Gibbs, that will do!"

Gibbs turned to him. "She was singing about pirates." He defended. "Bad luck to be singing about pirates with us mired in this unnatural fog. Mark my words."

Norrington narrowed his eyes. "Consider them marked. Now on your way."

Gibbs moved away, mumbling about women being on board being bad luck.

Norrington ignored him, gazing down at Lana. "Are you alright, Miss Swann?"

She smiled up at him, holding her doll tighter. "Yes thank you. He frightened me a little."

"He's just roughened by the sea, but a good man." Norrington turned to gaze out in the same direction she had been once before, hands clasped behind his back. "You'll find that the sea is a dangerous place, Miss Swann, and the sailors are used to their superstitions."

"Do they really think a song would bring a pirate ship?" Lana whispered, gazing up at him.

He smiled down at her. "I believe they would rather not run the chance."

Chloe looked between the two smiling at each other before sniffling and turning away, rushing in the opposite direction.

Lois watched her go, worried.

Feeling a hand come down on her own shoulder, Lois jumped and looked up, smiling when she recognized the man she loved as a father. "Father."

He smiled down at her. "The fog is a bit unnerving, is it not?"

Lois shook her head. "I think its exciting...even though its a little cold...and wet."

He chuckled, squeezing her shoulder tenderly before gazing at where Lana was showing Norrington her doll. "You mean to say Chloe has left the good lieutenant alone long enough for him to speak to other people?"

Lois pouted. "You tease her too." She gazed in the direction her cousin/sister had disappeared in. "She looked hurt."

"Did she?" The smile melted from father's face as he gazed behind them and then back at the young lieutenant. "I should go and see to her."

Lois looked up at the man once more, smiling, knowing without a doubt that he truly did love them as his own children.

Suddenly a scream from the back of the ship caused everyone to look up and race towards the sound.

"Lucy!" Father led the pack, reaching his youngest daughter as she gazed out at something in the distance.

"There's a boy!" Lucy turned to father, eyes wide in horror. "He's in the water!"

Lois raced to the rail and gazed out, indeed seeing in the distance a piece of wreckage with a boy on it in the water.

"Man overboard!" Norrington yelled. "Man the ropes! Fetch a Hook! Haul him aboard!"

The sailors hurried, doing as told, finally managing to hook onto the small wreckage and drag it to the ship, hauling the boy on board.

Norrington leaned down and pressed his ear to the boy's chest. "He's still breathing."

"Mary, Mother of God!" Gibbs whispered, pointing to the distance, where a burning ship could be seen vaguely through the dense fog.

"What happened?" Father asked.

"It's most likely the powder magazine." Norrington answered, standing, frowning at the burning wreck. "Merchant vessel run heavily armed."

"A lot of good it did them." Gibbs snorted, before glaring at the look Norrington gave him. "What? Everyone's thinking it! I'm just saying it. Pirates."

Lana gasped, holding her doll closer.

"There's no proof of that." Father placed his hand comfortingly on her shoulder. "It was probably an accident."

Norrington turned to the sailor to his right. "Rouse the Captain immediately. Heave to and take in sail. Launch the boats. There may be more survivors out there."

"Yes sir!" The sailor declared, hurrying to do as told.

"Heave to!" Another echoed.

Father turned to a visibly frightened Lana as Gibbs picked up the boy. "Lana, I want you to accompany the boy. He'll be in your charge. Take care of him." He turned to Lucy. "Go with her."

"Yes father." The girls nodded, holding hands and hurrying after Gibbs as the man went down below deck carrying the boy.

Norrington turned back to them from telling a soldier something and frowned, gazing around. "Where's Miss Swann?"

"Lana went down with the boy." Lois answered.

"No. Chloe." Norrington frowned darker. "Where is Miss Chloe?"

Lois' eyes widened as she looked around. "I don't know? Maybe she's down below deck in the room."

Father's face paled, obviously very uncomfortable with the fact that there might be pirates about, or at least a severe accident, and he couldn't find one of his daughters. "I'll go search in your quarters. Lois, search for her above here."

"Yes father." Lois nodded, hurrying through the fog, calling for the blonde. "Chloe? Chloe! Where are you?"

The boats were lowered and the sailors began rowing towards the wreckage, calling for survivors.



Pausing, Lois lowered her voice. "Chloe?"

"Here." Chloe whispered.

Frowning, Lois followed her voice through the fog and finally found her kneeling down, gazing through one of the cannon holes out into the sea in the opposite direction of the wreckage. "What are you doing? We were-!"

"Shhh!" Chloe reached down and grabbed her, pointing out into the fog.

Sending the blonde a frown, Lois turned her hazel gaze out into the fog in the direction the younger girl was pointing in. At first there was nothing, and then a majestic ship with black sails appeared through the fog, slowly slipping away. The brunette gasped, bringing a hand to her lips.

"It's the Black Pearl." Chloe whispered, unable to look away. "The most infamous pirate ship of the world."

Lois blinked, turning her gaze to her sister. "How do you know that?"

"I heard Gibbs and some of the other sailors talking about it." Chloe whispered, leaning her head against the wood as she gazed out. "The pirate ship with the black sails and black flag...lead by Captain Barbossa."

Lois frowned, gaze going to where this Black Pearl was, and then her gaze turned to Chloe, but she couldn't say anything because Norrington appeared.

"Miss Chloe." He frowned. "You should not have run off like that. Should it have been pirates we would not know where you were to protect you."

"I'm sure that should there have been pirates, James, that there'd be more interesting things for them to do than to kidnap me." Chloe stood, raising her chin, obviously still sore with him for the attention he'd bestowed upon Lana.

"Think again, Miss Swann." Norrington clasped his hands behind his back and snorted. "They're vile and dissolute creatures, the lot of them. I intend to see to it that any man who sails under a pirate flag or wears a pirate brand gets what he deserves-a short drop and a sudden stop."

"Not all pirates are evil, James." Chloe responded, continuing to be inappropriate and call him by his christian name.

"I assure you, Miss Swann, that you are severely wrong." He replied.

"Then it's lies what the sailors say?" She asked, eyeing him intently. "You weren't saved as a boy by the pirate Captain Teague?"

Norrington's eyes widened. "Who spoke of this?"

Chloe turned to Lois. "I'm feeling faint, I think I'll go and rest in our room." She turned her gaze to Norrington. "James." And with that she walked away, the skirt of her dress swishing with each step she took.

Norrington watched her with a frown.

Lois took the opportunity to gaze behind her as the Black Pearl slipped deeper into the fog and disappeared from sight.

"Miss Swann." Norrington's voice brought Lois back to the situation, watching as Lana hurried towards them. "Is the boy awake? Have you gotten any information out of him?"

Lana held her hands behind her back and nodded. "His name is Will Turner. That's all he said."

Norrington sighed before giving the girl a smile. "Thank you."

"You're welcome lieutenant." She smiled back up at him.

"Lieutenant!" Someone called.

"Excuse me, ladies." Norrington mumbled before going to where the sailor was.

Lana waited until Norrington turned the corner before pulling her hands out from behind her, lifting them up to show Lois a gold medallion. "He was wearing this around this neck." She looked around her before stepping closer. "He's a pirate!"

Lois' eyes widened before looking back behind her at the fog.

The Black Pearl was long gone.



Groaning, Chloe Swann stretched as she awoke.

So many things had happened since the day of the shipwreck. Young Mr. Turner had travelled with them the rest of the way to Port Royal, and during the voyage had struck up a friendship with Chloe and her sisters, who watched over him diligently. Lana had kept his medallion from him to protect the boy from Norrington and his views on pirates, and to this day she still wore it secretly. It probably spoke the loudest of the feelings the most beautiful "Swann Daughter" held for the now Blacksmith's apprentice.

Port Royal had been new and different, but Chloe loved it there. As one of the Governor's daughters she was treated like royalty and enjoyed the luxuries of living in the largest, nicest house on the island. There were kind servants to help them into the dresses that grew more and more difficult to get into, and to do the hairstyles that took longer and longer and seemed to go higher and higher with every passing year. Chloe had threatened to cut her hair short like a male would more than once, and it was only father's begging her not to do something so barbarically scandalous which kept the blonde with her waist-length tresses. She still mumbled and complained though, and father patted her hand and thanked her for thinking of his heart.

The blonde smiled as she threw open her windows and gazed out at the view of the sea, sparkling like millions of diamonds as far as the eyes could see.

"Chloe?" Father called, knocking on the door. "Darling, are you decent?"

She smirked, turning her back on the gorgeous view she called her own. "I'm decent."

The doors flew open and father walked in, wearing his finery and his wig, smiling at her. "Good morning my love."

"Morning father." She smiled, closing her eyes as he pressed a kiss to her forehead.

"Your sisters were still sleeping, I had to wake them up." He sighed, shaking his head. "But I knew you'd be up. You're a morning person, like myself."

She really wasn't, but let him think otherwise.

Sometimes the second eldest girl wondered if the Governor forgot that she and her sisters weren't his daughters by birth...most of the times she forgot it herself. If it wasn't for Lois' tales of how they'd come to live here...she would never had known anything about coming from another world supposedly or that Governor Weatherby Swann wasn't her biological father.

"I have a gift for you my dear." Governor Swann smiled, motioning for her maid Estrella to enter, carrying a majestic dress with her.

"Oh, it's beautiful!" Chloe grinned, hurrying towards it, running her hands over the material as she shared a smile with the maid.

"Isn't it?" Governor Swann didn't hide his happiness at her approval.

Chloe motioned for Estrella to help her behind the divider so she could try it on. "Not that I'm complaining, but I sense a reason behind the sudden gift."

"Does a father need a reason to dote on his beautiful daughters?" He asked from the other side of the divider.

The blonde slipped the dress on, Estrella slowly doing up the back. "No, he doesn't. But the fact that we're getting new gowns on the same day that the ceremony is taking place seems rather fishy to me."

"Captain Norrington's promotion ceremony." He chuckled. "Or, I should say Commodore Norrington, as he is about to become!"

"I knew it!" Chloe laughed, shaking her head. "You have less subtlety than I did at ten years of age!"

He cleared his throat. "I do not know what you mean to say."

"Truly?" Chloe hissed as her maid began doing up her laces. "This is me, father. You don't need to pretend. I know what you are up to."

He sighed. "Commodore Norrington is a fine gentleman, Chloe. He'll make it to Admiral like his father, mark my words. He would make a fine son in law."

"Why are you telling me this?" She winced, the lacing taking her breath away. "I'm not the one who has caught his eye."

It was something she had yet to overcome-the resentment. She'd tried so hard-so hard-and yet Lana's beauty had won in the end.

"Why is your voice like that?" Her father asked, worried. "Is something the matter with the dress? I'm told its the latest fashion in London."

The girl took in as much of a breath as she could, which admittedly wasn't much. "Well, women in London have learnt how not to breathe."

"Can't be that bad." He declared.

"Would you like to try the corset?" She offered, finally walking out from behind the divider.

"Oh my dear." Her father whispered, eyeing her with a smile on his face. "You looked so beautiful." He came to her and took her in his arms. "I have been blessed with the four most beautiful women in Port Royal as my daughters."

She smiled, pressing a kiss to his cheek. "I'll speak to her."

"Thank you." He whispered, pulling away. "She might listen to you."

"In the end, Lana will do whatever it takes to make you happy." His second eldest admitted. "She adores you."

"And I her." Weatherby Swan sighed. "I would not wish for her to marry the Commodore if it wasn't for the fact that I knew he is a fine gentleman, who will adore and treat her well and give her the same luxuries and life that I myself have given her. Amongst the men in Port Royal there are none who can compare to him."

"I know that. We all do." Chloe agreed. "And if he proposes to Lana today at the promotion ceremony as we all are expecting him to, she'll say yes."

A sadness seemed to come over the man's face as he sighed. "While I want all my daughters married to exemplary men, it pains me to know that I will be losing you one by one."

The blonde's' heart clenched inside of her and she reached out, hugging him tightly. "You'll never lose us, father. Never."

"At least I will have you, Lucy and Lois for a little longer." He tried to comfort himself. "But there is bound to be other worthy men out there who will one day take you all away."

Her heart hurt her, her mind flashing to an image of a James Norrington-the man she loved-the only man she'd ever envisioned herself being able to marry. "Well, you don't have to fret about me." She whispered, pulling a strand of hair behind her ear. "I do not plan on marrying any time soon."

"You say that now, and it gives me a moment's selfish comfort, but I know someone will appear who shall sweep you off your feet." Father sighed, obviously depressed at the thought. "I'll be old and alone in this large old house."

"Think of the grandchildren." Chloe whispered into his ear, unable to see him suffering so.

A smile slowly replaced his sad frown. "Grandchildren."

Suddenly a servant appeared. "Milord, you have a visitor."

"Must be young Mr. Turner with the blade I have had commissioned as a present for Commodore Norrington." Father smiled, pressing a kiss to her forehead. "Prepare yourself my dear, we shall be going as soon as you're ready."

"Yes father." Chloe watched him go with a smile, yet the minute the door closed behind him she sighed, smile slipping from her lips. "Am I convincing, Estrella?"

"Very, milady." Her maid assured her, placing her hand on her shoulder comfortingly. "You shall prevail through this trying day."

"Thank you." Chloe smiled, patting her maid's hand affectionately. "At least one of us has faith in me."


Lana Swann was known as the 'beautiful' Swann Daughter. She was light and graceful and with a coloring and facial features that hinted to the exotic yet were caucasian in essence thus she wasn't slighted by the high society. Her hair was long and thick and black as night, her eyes hazel, her waist tiny, her skin flawless. She was soft spoken and very slow to temper. Of all the Swann Daughters she was the one whom was courted the most, the one whose dance card was always full and overflowing at the banquets and balls, and always had a gentleman vying to lead her around the room in conversation. She was a coveted prize for many a man, and Lois knew Lana hated it.

Even now, as Lana gazed over to where Will Turner stayed in the back of the courtyard as Captain Norrington's ceremony commence, Lois knew where her younger sister's heart and affections truly lay. Ever since childhood Lana had fallen in love with the young boy, and Lois knew that if Will had given Lana the slightest hint that her feelings might be returned Lana would have given up everything and happily married him, living as the poor wife of a blacksmith's apprentice. Had Will given any hint that he felt something for Lana Lois would have helped them despite everything, but till this moment young Mr. Turner had never said or done anything to give the idea that he harbored any such affections for her sister.

Norrington, on the other hand, did.

Ever since Lana was old enough he'd hinted his affections for her. He was a staple at the Swann Residence, accompanied them to every event, and always asked her to reserve a dance for him.

Lois was quite torn by this as she knew that Chloe had never truly outgrown her affections for the then lieutenant, but while he was obviously protective and felt tender towards the blonde, his feelings for her were painfully brotherly.

"He asked me how he should go about proposing to her." Chloe mumbled as she arrived by Lois' side, downing a glass of champagne without stopping until the last of the liquid was burning down her throat. "I, of course, told him the best way possible to do it so that she says yes."

Lois eyes her sister worriedly. "You did the right thing."

"Of course I did." Chloe mumbled, obviously more than a little tipsy. "I might be the plainest of the Swann Daughters but I'm smart enough to know where I'm not wanted."

"Stop talking about yourself like that." Lois frowned, grabbing her arm.

Chloe's gaze went to where Norrington was asking Lana for a moment alone so they could talk. "I can't be here." She tore her arm out of Lois' hold and disappeared into the crowd.

Lois watched her go, worried, wanting to give chase yet also torn with the desire to watch Lana and see if she went through it.

Lucy motioned to Lois and made her way after Chloe.

Sighing, Lois reached for a glass of champagne from a passing servant and tipped her head back, drinking down the liquid.


Standing on the mast of the Jolly Mon, pirate Captain Jack Sparrow frowned as he realized that it was filling up with water faster than he'd expected. He jumped down, bailing the water out as fast as he could, nearly missing the three pirate skeletons hanging next to a sign that read "Pirates Ye Be Warned." He stood, paying homage to them, before looking up, smiling when he noticed that he was finally reaching the port. The boat sunk lower and lower, it was going to be a close one, and yet his luck paid off and he managed to step off of the boat's mast onto the dock right before it completely sunk.


The Harbormaster rushed towards Jack. "What-hey. Hold up, there, you. It's a shilling to tie up your boat." Their gazes both went to the sunken boat. "And I shall need to know your name."

Jack eyed the pudgy man before handing him three shillings. "What d'ye say to three shillings...and we forget the name?"

The Harbormaster smiled. "Welcome to Port Royal, Mr. Smith."

Jack eyed the Harbormaster's money pouch, and as he walked be he filched it, smirking as he put it away in his own pocket.

A soldier spotted him, making a face. "This dock is off limits to civilians."

"I'm terribly sorry. I didn't know." Jack reassured him, gazing around him suspiciously before returning his gaze to the soldier. "If I see one, I shall inform you immediately." He tried to continue on his way but was once against thwarted by the dumpy little menace. His kohl-lined gaze rose towards the cliffs above, hearing music and laughter, before returning his gaze to the little man. "Apparently there's some sort of high toned and fancy to do up at the fort, eh? How could it be that such an upstanding gentleman such as yourself did not merit an invitation?"

The man made a face, gazing at another soldier talking to someone else, before returning his attention to Jack. "Someone has to make sure this dock stays off limits to civilians.

Obviously this dope and the other were the sorry bastards who'd been put on guard duty while the rest enjoyed whatever little party was going on above. "It's a fine goal to be sure but it seems to be that..." he paused, seeing a young brunette looking around her angrily. "...that you're not exactly doing your job."

The soldier looked behind him and blinked. "Miss Swann?" He turned his back on Jack and hurried towards the girl. "Miss Swann, is everything alright?"

"Mr. Murtogg." Miss Swann was frowning at him. "Have you or Mr. Mullroy seen my sister around here?"

Taking advantage of the distraction, Jack climbed aboard the ship next to him, called the Interceptor, and made his way to the helm. He looked around, taking in a deep breath, hands at the wheel as he imagined himself captaining this vessel in the middle of the open sea. He could just envision his (trustworthy) crew, the rowdy laughter, the promise of looting and treasure! This ship wasn't anything like his beloved Pearl, but it wasn't shabby either.

He'd heard about this ship.

Supposedly no ship around could match the Interceptor for speed.

That could come in handy.

"Hey! You!" Murtogg shouted, bounding towards him. "Get away from there!"

"You don't have permission to be aboard there, mate." Mullroy arrived as well, both storming onto the Intercepter, guns trained on him.

"I'm sorry." Jack sighed. "It's just-it's such a pretty boat. Ship."

The Swann girl watched with interest as she slowly made her way up behind the two soldiers.

"What's your name?" Murtogg frowned.

"Smith." Jack decided the Harbormaster's alias was good enough. "Or Smithy, if you like."

"What's your purpose in Port Royal, Mr. Smith?" Mullroy wanted to know, that inquisitive bugger.

"Yeah!" Murtogg nodded. "And no lies!"

Well, if they insisted.

"Then I must confess." Jack declared with a sigh. "It is my intention to commandeer one of these ships, pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my weasely black guts out!"

Murtogg pouted. "I said no lies!"

Mullroy blinked. "I think he's telling the truth."

Murtogg snorted. "If he were telling the truth, he wouldn't have told us."

The Swann girl smirked. "Unless, of course, he knew you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told it to you."

Jack smirked at her.

Now this girl he liked.


"And so he's proposing to her this very second." Chloe hiccuped, taking a long gulp of the flask she'd managed to swipe from Lord Wimbly before making her grand escape from James' promotion ceremony. "I couldn't stay there and watch him do it, especially knowing she doesn't love him back! It's not fair!"

"Maybe...maybe you shouldn't be drinking so much." The poor bastard she'd somehow roped into hearing her pathetic story gave her flask a distrusting look. "It's not going to make things any better for you. If anything it'll only give you a headache when you're sober."

"Have you ever been in love with anyone?" She bleared at him.

He had to shake his head no.

"Then you don't understand what I'm going through right now!" The blonde shook the flask at him accusingly. "I've been in love with James since I was ten. Ten! And I know I'm not pretty, but I was devoted to him dammit! I listened to every single boring story and laughed at every single terrible joke!"

"Were they truly terrible?" He humored her.

"Atrocious!" She confirmed, swinging that flask around. "He has no sense of humor! And he can't tell a joke the few times he tries! But he tried so I had to laugh and cheer him on!"

The fellow eyed her, reaching for the blonde quickly and rightening her when she nearly stumbled. "Maybe you should just pray and leave everything in God's hands."

She sneered. "Much good God's done me."

"You do believe in God, do you not?" He asked, reaching for her once more when she swayed violently. "Surely the daughter of the Governor of Port Royal is a God fearing woman."

"Oh no, you're going to start sermonizing me." Chloe groaned in despair, hiding her face in his neck as she sniffled. "I don't think I could take it right now."

He sighed, silent for a moment, before clearing his throat. "I know it won't mean much to you, Miss Swann, but I feel the need to let you know that I do not find you plain."

"You're a Bible pusher." She mumbled into his neck. "You're supposed to be ridiculously nice so I don't believe a word that comes out of your mouth."

He chuckled. "I might be a...Bible Pusher, Miss Swan...but I'm also a man. And as a man I assure you that you are not plain."

She sniffled. "Thank you."

"You're very welcome." He replied.

"What the devil?" A familiar voice announced. "Miss Swann? What has happened to you?"

Chloe looked up, narrowing her eyes to get a good look at the newcomer, before letting go of the poor bastard who'd been her prisoner and throwing herself into Will's surprised arms. "Will!" She clung to him tightly. "Don't let anyone know this," she whispered loudly to him. "But I think I might be a little bit drunk."

"Can you see her home safely?" The one who'd been listening to her for the last half hour asked.

"Of course. And I would be much obliged if you didn't tell anyone you saw her in this condition." Will nodded, picking Chloe up into his arms before turning and beginning to leave with her. He sighed, shifting her weight in his arms. "Miss Swann, this is highly inappropriate behavior on your part."

She didn't answer him, merely raised the flask to his lips.

He sighed, and took a drink.


Lois watched as Norrington led Lana towards the battlements of the Fort. Lana leaned against one of the pillars, steadying herself, as she fanned herself hastily and tried to catch the breath. Obviously Lois wasn't the only one having problems with the damned corsets.

Norrington cleared his throat and stepped onto the platform a little ahead of Lana, as if afraid to look at her and lose his courage. "You look very beautiful today Lana."

Lana continued to fan herself and chuckled softly, half-heartedly.

Lois stepped a little closer to be able to hear them better.

"I, uh, apologize if I seem forward, but I...must speak my mind." Norrington closed his eyes, taking in a deep breath. "This promotion throws into sharp relief that which I have not yet achieved. Uh...a marriage to a fine woman." He turned halfway to stare back at her. "You have become a fine woman, Lana."

Lois' gaze went to Lana.

"I can't breathe." Lana whispered.

"Yes..." Norrington turned his back on her, smiling shyly to himself. "I'm a bit nervous myself."

Lana's eyes rolled in the back of her head, and she fell off of the battlement, down the cliff into the water below.

"LANA!" Lois screamed, rushing to where the sister had been only moments ago.

Beneath, in the water, Lana's body could not be seen.
23rd-Jul-2011 04:20 pm (UTC)
Awesome story. I'm glad your updating again hopefully you will be able to get back to your other stories too. Anyway update soon it is a very interesting story.
23rd-Jul-2011 05:14 pm (UTC)
Yeah an update, i literally check here for updates almost everyday and now reading this i'm actually curious to see who ur going to match chloe with for this story, you have me very curious lol keep updating because this is an awesome story so far
23rd-Jul-2011 06:51 pm (UTC)
What a fabulous idea for a story and I too am curious as to who you are going to pair Chloe with. I know who I would want her paired with but will we have the same opinion lol!! Looking forward to the next chapter :o)
24th-Jul-2011 12:02 am (UTC)
We shall have to see :)
23rd-Jul-2011 07:27 pm (UTC)
Great story idea, I've been looking forward to it since I read about it on Facebook. I can't wait to see who Chloe gets paired and what happens next.
24th-Jul-2011 12:03 am (UTC)
I'm happy you've been waiting and wondering! Hopefully it lives up to your expectations.
23rd-Jul-2011 07:51 pm (UTC)
i have to second that... who will be chloes special one... somehow the noringtion/chloe pairing has a ring to it.... anyway love the story idea... thanks for the update
24th-Jul-2011 12:03 am (UTC)
Chloe kinda fits with everyone :) But then again that's just my opinion.
23rd-Jul-2011 08:56 pm (UTC)
You've got me totally hooked! :) Is Chloe going to be with Jack?! I'm really intrigued about the plot, more updates please! You've been missed!!!
24th-Jul-2011 12:04 am (UTC)
I can't tell you anything definitive pairings wise, sorry!
24th-Jul-2011 12:03 am (UTC)
Yay a new story! I'd been wondering when we'd next hear from you - this has made my morning =) And a big story to undertake too! Considering how many characters you've got in the works. Will it focus mainly around Chloe's story?
24th-Jul-2011 12:06 am (UTC)
I know! I'm a bit daunted by it! lol
The POVS will vary, but will basically focus on Chloe.
24th-Jul-2011 12:32 am (UTC)
I'm completely loving this so far! I love the way you incorporated the girls into the Pirates of the Carribean world, and I'm so curious about where this is gonna go. Can't wait to read more!
24th-Jul-2011 12:50 am (UTC)
Thanks! Hope not to disappoint.
24th-Jul-2011 12:47 am (UTC)
Is Chloe going to be with Will? I mean in the film anyone could see that he loved Elizabeth but was just not acting on it, but Lois, being perceptive, would have picked up on those vibes if he had a thing for Lana, who seems to be taking Elizabeth's part for this early chapter. Either way I can't wait to see what happens next, especially with the pirates coming to town soon.
24th-Jul-2011 12:58 am (UTC)
Chloe's pairing...will let you read and see how it goes. :)
24th-Jul-2011 03:21 am (UTC)
Like everyone else, I can't wait to find out who Chloe ends up with ♥

And I love this so far and I can't wait for more ;D
24th-Jul-2011 03:48 am (UTC)
I'm loving the anticipation from everyone!!!!
24th-Jul-2011 03:26 am (UTC)
Could it be that our little "bible pusher" is the latest studly addition to the Pirates franchise? Cause that'd be awesome! And Chloe shouldn't be getting mopey over Norrington! Not with Will around ;)
24th-Jul-2011 03:49 am (UTC)
You never know ;)
I agree!
24th-Jul-2011 04:19 am (UTC)
First of all... Welcome back! :)
I've been checking everyday (ok, ok, almost everyday) to see if you've updated anyone of your wonderful stories. I'm so glad to see that there is a new story and fandom that we get to enjoy.

The story of Chloe and the girls going back in time, having to grow up there and with pirates, never the less, is most intriguing. Even more so the fact that we also have the characters of Pirates of the Caribbean in play. Excellent start! Really great backstory in explaining the who's, how's and whys. I can't wait for the other characters to make an appearance.

Is Will Turner interested in Chloe? I hope so.
I think Lucy (it is Lucy right?, or is it Lois?) made an impression on Captain Jack Sparrow.
I guess whether in the past or present, Lana still is the girl you love to hate... hehe.
James Norrington is an idiot for choosing Lana over Chloe. :)

More please! :)
24th-Jul-2011 04:39 am (UTC)
Thanks! Its good to be back!
I wanted to make sure that by the end of the first chapter there weren't any questions about their past or the connections between most of the characters!
You shall see!!!!
They *both* made impressions on him but for very different reasons!
24th-Jul-2011 06:19 am (UTC)
Omg!! OMG!!!!! OMG!!!! OMG!!!! OMG!!!!!!! OMG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

A new story/series!!

I swear I don't know how you do it but damn you sure know how to combine different verses so AMAZINGLY!!!!!!

Can't wait for more!!!!
24th-Jul-2011 07:02 am (UTC)
Thanks so very much! I try hard! :)
24th-Jul-2011 08:31 am (UTC)
Yayyy! It's always so fantastic to see another story from you. Your ability to write Chloe into any universe is brilliant and I cant wait to see who she will end up with. Im pretty partial to Pirates of the Caribbean, so many thanks for this little gem.
24th-Jul-2011 05:04 pm (UTC)
Thanks for the compliment! Meant a lot! Hopefully you'll continue to enjoy!!!!
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