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AmayaRedfern
Author of 5 Stories

Rated: T - English - Romance/Adventure - Reviews: 19 - Updated: 01-01-10 - Published: 10-26-09 - Complete - id:5469325

A/N: Aaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhh, another story! Okay…I know you guys hate me. But my other two stories were boring me to tears. I’m starting anew. For Love of a Snow Fox WILL continue, don’t worry! Just wait while I obtain inspiration! I’ve had quite a few problems lately, stress, family sickness, love…Yeah…But it all seems to be tying together, so yay! I don’t own Treasure Planet, it’s characters, or Disney, blah blah blah, I don’t own anything but my dog. =P

Prologue

A girl crouched in a narrow alleyway, not even daring to breathe as a man and woman rushed by, yelling angrily for her. After sitting in silence and darkness for a few minutes, she quickly rose and raced through the town, breathing heavily, starting at shadows, thinking it was her parents, having found her. Finally, she made it past the houses and buildings to a dock, and climbed clumsily into a ship. The moment she got on, she stood face to face – well face to stomach really, she was very short and young – with a man who she knew was not meant to be there. She glanced past him and saw many others with him. She swallowed hard. It was obvious by the way they looked and the expressions on their faces.

They were pirates.

The girl backed against the wall, her heart pounding. The man kneeled down in front of her, coming into the light a little more, and she realized something. He was only half man. Cyborg, she thought. She kept her chin raised proudly, an angry look on her face, refusing to let her fear show. She opened her mouth, about to ask what he was going to do, but one of his crew came up then and murmured something quietly. The cyborg looked at him, then at her, then back at him. Finally he smirked.

“Where’re your parents kid?” she clenched her jaw.

“Long gone by now. Hopefully forever.” Her voice was high, but steady.

“You got any place to go?”

“Wherever I want.” The cyborg smiled again.

“How’d you feel ‘bout comin’ with us?” The girl’s expression changed to surprise.

“Why?” he looked at her, and she understood. He’d be able to train her in stealing her entire life, she’d be a pirate from a young age, and she’d probably be one of the worst you could find.

Or one of the best, depending on your point of view.

She decided to try and look at it from that particular angle…and found that she rather liked it. Growing up to be a notorious pirate, basically having all the money she could want, once she became good at it…she smiled. She knew the crew would give her a hard time at first; they were currently gawking at their boss, or snarling at her. They’d learn to accept her soon enough she decided.

“I think I’d like that very much.” She said quietly. The crew started protesting.

“Shut yer yap!” the cyborg yelled angrily. They shut it (XD). The cyborg looked at her again, and held out his hand for her to shake. “What’s yer name girl?”

She shook his hand “Violet.”

“Silver. Capt’n to you from now on.” She nodded and smiled again. She laughed mentally as a song ran through her head.

(Lol, I know this is retarted. XD) Yoho, yoho, a pirate’s life for me…


A/N: Like it? I like my OC, she’s pretty mature for her age, and she turns out to be a real cool person. And I, being the hopeless romantic that I am have written this story to where she falls for Jim haha!

Violet: Wait, wait, wait, I’m being forced to fall in love with some guy?!

Me: Yep.

Violet: That’s not fair!

Me: Nope.

Violet: And it’s mean!

Me: Yep. But I’m the author, I can do whatever I want with you. =D I created you Violet!

Violet: Oh yeah…

Me: Don’t worry, you’ll like Jim once you meet him, I lurv him. :3

Violet: So you’re writing a story about someone else being with the guy you like?

Me: Yep(She has no idea that she’s my would be self basically. XD)

Violet: …



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