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Jewely was laying on a piece of driftwood as her and a younger boy floated out to sea. Then she heard a sharp feminine cry from above .
"Look! There are two children in the water!"
Jewelys' eyes popped open at the sound of another she looked up she saw a large ship, as large as the Grand Barnacle if she remembered correctly. The first thing that caught her attention about the ship was the paint scheme: Yellow and Blue, colors of the English armada. Then Jewely felt ropes tighten around her and she was hoisted up into the air. Men move out of the way as a younger officer moved forwards, the man looked fermiler like someone she had meet years ago but he looked older so she dismissed it to the back of her mind. The man knelt down by the boy and examined him.
"He's still breathing." The man said. Then another spoke up in his thick accent that only a true sea man would have.
"For the love of mother and child!" He exclaimed as everyone swarmed to the rails.
"OH NO! BELL!" Jewely screamed as she saw the ship but no answer came in return.
"Arouse the Captain imedeitly." The young officer said. "Heave to. Take in sails launch the boats."
As men scurried around to follow his orders they move the boy to where the main mast sat so he would be out of the way for now. Then Jewely heard a man talking to a little girl younger then herself.
"Elizabeth I want you to accompany the children they'll be in your charge. Take care of them." Elizabeth nodded and walked in little-lady-like-aristobrat-steps over to where Jewely was standing by the boy.
The Elizabeth was mesmerize by the boy. She looked down at him lovingly stroking his hair then he came to and grabbed her arm.
"It's O.K. My names Elizabeth Swann." She told him.
"W-Will Turner." Will shuddered.
"I'm watching over you Will." She whispered lovingly as he fell back into ucosiousness. His shirt collar moved just so that a small golden chain was showing. Elizabeth reached down to grab it just as Jewely walked out of the hold in a new dress that Elizabeth had given her, a piece of cloth raped around her wrist, it took all of Jewelys' selfcontrole to keep her from yelling at Elizabeth as she took out the charm.
"Yo-your a p-pirate!" She gasped looking up at Jewely then back to Will.
"Has he said anything?" The officer said as he came up behind the girls.
"His names William Turner and hers' is Juliana Smith that's all I found out." The man nodded.
"Take him below." He said to some marines.
Elizabeth and Jewely stood at the prow of the ship looking out to open ocean. Then a grand black ship peaked out threw the fog and Jewely muttered part of the old legend.
"A black ship who's timbers are mabe from the wood of Davy Jones Locker, the sails 'ave been cut wit' shadows an sowen wit' sins. Cout yerself blessed tha' ye neva' met 'er cursed crew an 'ad dealings wit 'er Cap'n."