You sat at a small table at a bar, reading a little pamphlet you received from a friendly advertiser. Festival was written on the paper in bright fun yellow and illustrations littered the page. You were looking forward to this event for a while, you even bought a nice dress to dance in. Though, you know nobody who was going, you still wanted to have fun. You finished your cup of (favorite hot drink) and paid the cashier and headed back home.
Walking by the port you look out over onto the beach, admiring how the waves lapped at the rocks. You loved the sea. Every bit of it, even the salty smell, brought you joy. Finally, you couldn't help it. You ran down to the shore and kicked off your shoes. You held up your dress by the hem and waded into the water. You didn't care anymore and let go of your dress and played in the water, looking for sea shells and other pretty things. "Bloody Git!" A voice made you turn your head sharply towards the dock you were closest to, where a man, with a ravishing elegant red coat, stood cussing at another man. He held a tricorne (captain's hat) with a big feathery tail sticking out on the top, under his arm. "I've told you before not to do that! Listen to me!" He shouts angrily.
"Sorry sir, Sorry." The other man nods franticly.
"Now, get out of my site before I decapitate you!" The Pirate puts his hand on the handle of his sword. The other runs away quickly with no hesitation. The captain looks at you with his deep emerald eyes. You blush madly and return to your frolicking. You heard him chuckle slightly and the clonking of boots. You could feel that he was standing on the platform above you looking down, burning a hole in the back of your head. "You like the sea, huh love?" He says in a charming british accent. You turn around and look up at him.
"Yes, yes sir." You reply smiling nervously. His gaze was rather intimidating. He smiles and continues on his way back to his ship. "That was rather odd," you think to yourself as you put your shoes back on and make your way back home.
The next day.
The street was illuminated with bright lights, everyone was having fun, drinking, and of course, dancing to Mairi's Wedding. Everyone was having fun. You even got to dance with some people!
"____!" You look over your shoulder and see your friend (friend's name) glide over to you. She smiles brightly and holds onto your gloved hands. (Friend's name)'s face turns serious as she pulls you out of the crowd. You raised your eyebrows in concern. "Have you heard about the pirates?" She whispers with a frightened expression. You instantly remember the Sand-blonde man with the emerald eyes, smiling innocently at you. She stairs at you for a moment. "___, You certainly are afraid, right?" (Friend's name) frowns.
"Oh-oh of course." You cough.
"They've stolen all the rum and-and all the ladies jewelry!" She sputters. "And they've probably stolen a lady!"
"(f/n) Stop over reacting." You smile sweetly. "Surely-" Your voice was cut off by hoarse laughter and screaming. (f/n) covers her mouth, her eyes widen.
"They're here! I knew this would happen!" She cries. "We've got to get out of here!"
You had to plow your way through the crowd to get to a clear path home. Horses and carriages flew by, almost crushing you under the wheel. Everything had run amok.
Sharply turning a corner you run head on into a man's chest, plowing him over.
"Hello, Love." The voice sounded familiar. You lift your head to see the pirate from before looking straight into your eyes. "Fancy meeting you here." He smirks. Realizing that you were still lying on top of him you stand up quickly.
"What are you doing here!?" You shriek. You try to run away but he grabs your arm and pulls you back violently.
"I came back for you, love." You're about to shout something back at him but he covers your mouth and pulls you along with him. Smelling something sweet, you pass out.
You wake up in a rather dark room. You get up and immediately start looking for an exit. You heard footsteps behind you as you felt your way across the wall. Frantically you search for the door knob. "Where are you going?" Your kidnapper asks. "I haven't even introduced myself." He laughs.
"I don't want to know your name!" You yell. "All I want to know is how to get out of here and where I am!" The room rocks slightly and you fall over.
"I'm Captain Arthur Kirkland." Arthur offers you a hand. "You're on my ship."
You refuse to take his hand and stand up briskly.
"Okay, Arthur." You sass. "Why am I here?" The captain's smile turns into a frown. He avoid's your hostile gaze. "You must be lonely." You relax a bit, but you're still really mad.
"You have no idea, love." He sighs.