Memories in Time (A Jack Sparrow fanfiction) #JustWriteIt

Chapter 5

~Adrianna's POV~

I felt the sun beating down on my face, feeling the heat of the sun only for it to be washed away by the cool winds every couple of seconds before returning and the pattern repeating.

I kept my eyes closed, relaxing against the grainy ground in which I was currently laying down which I assumed to be sand, the salty air and the relaxing sound of waves crashing nearby.

I felt my bag was beside me, my hand holding on to its handles. I remembered what had happened earlier on and decided to get up, keeping a calm facade as I pushed away the questions that aroused in my mind, trying to make itself known and take over my mind and not let me think properly.

I got up, the sand luckily didn't get into my boots, which I would have absolutely hated, and gazed at the scenery before me.

I was nearby the crashing waves, at least five feet away from where the waves crashed into the sand, the waters seemed to go on forever until seemingly ending at the horizon. I turned away from the sea, now feeling the sun beat against my shoulders and back. A town, was quite big as far as I could see, but wasn't as big as a place like Toronto, or downtown Chicago as one would see.

The building were be old-fashioned, almost every building was old but had dirt everywhere and I could only guess this place had been here for quite a while, as there were repairs being done in some spots while the worn down buildings looked old.

I made my way from the beach and to the town, ignoring the stares of the people as I must have seemed completely out of place with my costume I wore for comic con.

Damn it. I knew this wasn't the 21st century. That was plain obvious. The air seemed to be a lot cleaner than the air from the 21st century, where the air is filthy with pollution.

I thanked myself for choosing an old-fashioned black beach bag of sorts. It wasn't as out of place as myself but I could only pray the entire town wasn't looking at me.

I wandered around for what seemed to be a couple hours, it was early in the morning when I woke, so I hadn't wasted much of the day, about three hours I would assume.

"If only I were a timelord.." I muttered underneath my breath, making sure no one but I could hear what I had said.

I might as well be a timelord. It wouldn't be my first time around this era. It seemed to be the late 17th century to the early 18th. I wasn't quite sure but I wasn't about to ask that when most of these villagers glared at me when I asked where I was. I wasn't about to especially ask when.

"ADRIANNA!" My head snapped up when I heard my name being called out. It wasn't a voice that I personally knew, but it sounded familiar.

A part of me was wondering whether I was imagining it or not but my eyes searched the crowd as I heard my name being called out again.

"ADRIANNA!" There it went again. It surely wasn't a woman's voice for it was too deep, sounded more of someone around the age of 20 more or less.

A hand reached my shoulder from behind and I jumped up, spooked by the unexpected touch.

I turned around and felt my mouth drop, my eyes wide as I faced someone who I thought I would never meet.

Orlando Bloom, aka, the person who played Will Turner, stood in front of me, an angry and worried expression on his face.

"Where'd you run off to this morning, Adri?!" he fumed at me and I gave him a blank expression as he continued "You promised you wouldn't run off today, to help me deliver the sword to Governor Swann! Now lets go before it's late, and change out of that clothing you're wearing and into something proper for this evening." he eyed my clothing with slight disgust and disturbance. How rude.