Aye: "Yes, an affirmation or a confirmation."

"The King and his men stole the Queen from her bed,
and bound her in her bones.
The sea be ours, and by the powers, where we will, we'll roam."

Charlotte Beckett stood on the quarterdeck, facing the ocean as she sang Hoist the Colours to herself. HMS Challenger was the only ship that was on the horizon as it was in the Caribbean Sea and Charlotte liked the smell of the sea along with watching the dolphins leap out of the water when she got the chance. She felt at home when she stood on the deck with the sea wind blowing in the direction of her face. Her blond hair was plaited as the loose hairs floated in the fresh air.

The crew of the Challenger worked around the clock to keep the ship running as usual on her voyage to Port Royal from England. Lord Cutler Beckett was the captain of the grand ship that was in the King's fleet but he was also father to Charlotte. The young girl was the spitting image of her father but she was truly innocent to the dealings of her father which Cutler maintained to conceal from her as she grew up. However, Charlotte continued to sing the song that she had heard at many ports where the Challenger had to be provisioned.

"Yo ho, all hands, hoist the colours high.
Heave ho, thieves and beggars; never shall we die."

"Now, some have died and some are alive and some sail on the sea.
With the keys to the cage and the devil to pay, we lay to the fiddler's gree-"

Charlotte's singing got abruptly cut off as she felt a strong hand that covered over her mouth with a strong grip upon it. Her heartbeat rose high and her blue eyes went wide but she then heard a soft voice.

"Missy, you should not sing it since you don't know t' meaning of it." Came said the voice of the owner of the hand that covered Charlotte's hand. Charlotte instantly recognised the voice, it was Jack. The young girl relaxed in the crew member's grip as she knew who had grabbed her by the mouth. Jack Sparrow was her only friend on the Challenger but to the girl, he was her brother.

Jack let go of his hand and had Charlotte turn to face him before he was going to tell her off for singing a forbidden song that was known to man. Charlotte wanted to know why Hoist the Colours was a forbidden song and Jack was the only crew member who had known of the song but chose not to discuss it unless he was compelled to do so.

"Mister Jack, why can't I sing it?" Charlotte asked in a soft tone to Jack, he was the only crew member that Charlotte had liked out of all of the crew that worked for her father Lord Cutler Beckett.

"You can't." Jack was apprehensive to what Charlotte was asking of him, he knew that the young girl was oblivious to the meaning of Hoist the Colours but he never understood where the girl had gotten the song from.

"Why?" Charlotte demanded. Jack ignored her for a mere moment until she became infuriatingly demanding to the young tanned crew member. Jack had liked the young girl since he had been put on the crew of Cutler Beckett, Charlotte was an image of pure innocence but she was a eunuch to Jack, she was just oblivious to the piracy that her father had a hand to attempt to end it. Jack disliked her father but the tanned young man had to crew the Challenger or otherwise, he would have been hanged for his involvement in the rum runner trade. However, Charlotte was a young girl of twelve years old and it pained Jack to tell her about the damned song that got into her head sooner or later.

"Fine! Promise on me heart that you will not spill this t' your father?" Jack's voice became terse in a whisper, hoping that Beckett or any of the other crew members were not listening on what Jack was about to tell the daughter of the head of the East India Company.

"I promise not to tell Father." Charlotte was overeager to know what the song actually meant but she was nervous about what her friend was going to tell her about the song and its origins.

"Good." Jack chirped with a charming smile but he got down to serious business that he was about to teach the young lady about not singing Hoist the Colours since she did not know the meaning behind the infamous song.

"Alright luv, Hoist t' Colours is a pirate song and it should only be sung if a pirate got 'imself into trouble wiv' what he got his mangy self into. 'Tis a dangerous song, Miss Beckett." Jack's voice went hoarse, Charlotte had paled and Jack saw that. He was terrifying the young girl of Lord Beckett about the song. Good, the girl should know better not to sing the damned song when a sensible lady like Charlotte should be minding their own businesses, Jack thought to himself about Charlotte. As he finished telling Charlotte about not to sing the song, a thought came into his head.

"Your Father does not certainly like a pirate but when he come across, he strings 'em up high for t' world to see." Jack said in a clipped tone, he wanted to keep the blessed girl innocent as long as she could go but he knew that the time had come to tell her about her father and his activities on the seas. Jack knew that Cutler Beckett will call treason on his name if he had told his daughter about what her father did to the men of the sea but the girl needed to know about it.

"What do you mean by Father stringing up a pirate high?" The girl was confused, Jack saw it and he only had to laugh at her genuine wonder. Bloody Beckett made his daughter to become a eunuch, Jack thought as he chuckled softly. Then he went back to telling what he meant by stringing a pirate up high, it would terrify the girl but she was only asking.

"He hangs them by the neck 'til dead." Jack sounded grave in his voice as he told the young girl in front of him about what the meaning meant. His answer shocked the girl into silence but not for long, the girl looked like she had a think about it before she would go back to asking Jack about pirates and the song.

But she didn't.

Instead, as she stood at the railing, she saw a man hanging onto a raft and screamed out for Jack to come and see. After Charlotte alerted him that there was a man in the water, Jack then alerted the whole ship's company and the captain by shouting out; "Man overboard!"

Men shouted on top of each other as they worked to bring the man overboard from the cold water of the Caribbean Sea. Charlotte stood in the background as she watched the crew scramble all over the ship while they brought the man overboard. Jack was nowhere to be seen by Charlotte but she knew that he was off somewhere doing something on board the ship.

Once the man was on board the man-o'-war ship, he slipped into unconsciousness and Charlotte quietly came over to the man who was still on the piece of wood that he'd been lying on. There was something about the unconscious man that sparked interest in the young girl, the man clutched a large and tattered hat in his hands as he laid unconscious.

The man looked like he was well-dressed but his clothes were tattered. He had auburn long hair that looked like it was limp from the water and it partly covered his face, Charlotte saw that he had a beard but her gaze found itself upon the very visible scar that trailed from his cheek down to his upper lip. Being only twelve years old, the man had again something about him that piqued her interest in him and she wanted to talk to him.

Feeling brave, Charlotte proceeded to get close to the man before she spoke.

"Are you a pirate?"

Suddenly, the man's eyes shot open as he heard the petite voice that belonged to Charlotte. He turned his head towards the source that had called out his name. He saw a young girl that stood in front of him in a dress, he smiled as he answered her innocent question.

"Aye, I am."