A Sparrow's Medallion by EvilPrincessMelphis

Chapter One

Welcome to version 2.0 of A Sparrow's Medallion or as I like to call it the second edition. I call this the second edition because the first time I put this on here it was a you fanfic. If you read the first one I'd like to thank you and I hope you like this one too. Readers and reviewers of this I hope you enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it. I had lots of fun writing this.

Summary: Two friends Gwyndolyn Jordan and Elizabeth Swann are from the year 2004. One night they appear on the Black Pearl. Gwyndolyn narrates the fanfic.

Disclaimer: Hates to admit but must say that POTC doesn'tbelong to her.

I remember waking up to the sound of Elizabeth screaming. Without hesitation, I was running to find her. Elizabeth found me, she even hid behind me. She was starting to weep hysterically. I had no idea what was going on.

"Leave me alone!"

"Elizabeth," said a man I didn't recognize.

This man had short black hair and brown eyes. He wore a long sleeved white shirt, the sleeves were rolled up to his elbows. The white shirt was not tucked into his black breeches.

Here I was on a ship which I've never been on before and have no idea how I got on. Poor, clueless me was standing on a deck, holding onto a hysterical Elizabeth, with some strange man staring us down. That was the least of my problems. Apparently Elizabeth had made enough noise to wake the dead and the crew.

The crew had started to file onto the deck. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't worried. Unfortunately Elizabeth had decided to take this opportunity to faint.

I was sitting on the deck, holding Elizabeth, surrounded by pirates. I would go down protecting Elizabeth but who would protect me? Well I guess that means we're both screwed.

"You better not hurt my friend," I said trying to sound menacing.

"Or you'll do what lass," challenged a crew member.

If you were wondering whether I was stupid enough to try to take on an entire crew of pirates by myself, I was. As futile an effort that was. I was then dragged kicking and screaming to the brig.

"You'll be sorry for this!" I screamed

The pirates ignored me as they left. After my fury dissipated I started to think. Here I was alone and incarcerated while Elizabeth was who knows where having who knows what done to her.

I wasn't really worried for myself. I was alive, uninjured and somewhat uncomfortable down here. There has to be a way to find out if Elizabeth is all right. How do I get out of this dingy cell first?

As I sat there thinking of how to solve my problem I felt something brush against my leg. I let out a screech. Once I realized it was a rat that touched me I started screaming.

"Get me out of here! Get me out! Please!"

I have no idea how long I've been down here before I heard footsteps. Whatever was going to happen would happen whether it was in my favor or not.

I was even considering befriending the rat. Like Willard in that movie about that rat named Benny, I would use Chucky (the rat has to have a name) for my evil purposes. That idea would take too long and most of you must peg me as insane, it'll be a miracle if I'm not.

(Melphis: That was definitely one of my favorite paragraphs I wrote. I still laugh whenever I read it.)

A crew member unlocked the door of my cell saying," Lass, you will meet the captain."

I simply nodded and followed him. At least this time I won't be dragged kicking and screaming. We stopped in front of the captain's cabin.

"Captain, I brought the lass."

"Send 'er in."

The crew member left me to my fate. My heart was racing as I slowly grabbed the knob and turned it. As I walked on the edge of the captain's bed sat the man who was bothering Elizabeth.

The captain sat leaned back in a chair behind his desk with his legs crossed, resting on top of some maps on the desktop. His hat covered his eyes. What struck me odd was that he had a beard in two small braids with beads. I could see some of his wild black hair also adorned with beads and other objects.

"Ye be Gwyn?"

"Yes, who wants to know?"

He removed his feet from his desk," I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, this be me ship, the Black Pearl. That's Will Turner, Liz's husband."

Husband?! When did all this happen?! I stood there surprised. Elizabeth would've told me she was married. I always knew she'd get married before me I'm very confused, the world doesn't make much sense to me anymore!

"H-Husband? So she's ok then?"

"Aye luv, she's just fine. Refuses to talk to anyone until she knows you're ok. I don't know why she'd want to talk to such a strange looking stowaway meself."

Now I finally take into consideration my appearance. I wore a really big gray sweatshirt and short gray shorts which could barely be seen because of the sweatshirt. My black hair was in a messy ponytail.

"I'm not a stowaway I'll have you know! Liz has been my friend for ten years, why wouldn't she talk to me?"

"Ten years," asked Will," I've known her eight, surely the two of us would've met."

"I've never seen you either. Maybe one of us is mistaken. Can I please see Liz?"

I was taken to Elizabeth," Liz? Can we talk?"

"Gwyn, you're alright! I was so worried!"

I smiled as Elizabeth hugged me," I'm fine, it'll take more than a bunch of pirates to do me in!"

So I may have bragged a little. She doesn't have to know that I was dragged kicking and screaming to the brig. Or about my new rat friend, the Chuckster.

"Can we please get away from this place?"

"I'd love to but I don't know how. I'm not even sure how we got here anyway. You wouldn't happen to know a Will Turner?"

"No, why?"

How to break the news? "Congratulations, you're married!"

"WHAT?! TO WHO?!"

"The guy I just mentioned. Obviously something really strange is occurring. Now I'm sure if we can somehow explain this to the captain, maybe he'll understand."

Who am I kidding? How am I going to explain this? Who would believe me?

"Why do I have a husband?"

"I have a theory, it seems clear that we aren't in 2004 or in Florida anymore. Maybe in whatever year we're in this is one of your past lives, you know that whole reincarnation jazz."

"Any theories how we got here?"

"Well no," I admitted," not yet. Maybe I'll have one. How about we go visit the captain and try to settle a few matters?"

I went back to the captain's cabin, followed by Elizabeth. This time I could see the captain's eyes. What beautiful deep, dark, brown eyes he had.

"Captain, the truth is that I'm not from around here and neither is Liz. We're from 2004."

"Luv, Liz has never been to your 2004. This is 1604, for the past eight years she's been living in Port Royal, just recently she married Will."

"Will said it himself, if we've both been her friends we would've met sometime. Maybe Liz isn't the Liz you think her to be. If that makes any sense at all."

The captain and Will asked her several questions which she couldn't answer. Simple questions they felt she should know but she didn't.

"Gwyn, where is Port Royal anyway?"

"Port Royal. Jamaica. The Caribbean is a very popular place for piracy."

One of the few things I actually remember from History class. Jack and Will look at me surprised.

"Piracy is a fascinating subject and so is the Caribbean. Will, no offense but you don't strike me as a pirate."

"I'm not really a pirate, I'm a blacksmith."

"What would a blacksmith and his wife be doing on a pirate ship?"

"Quite curious aren't you luv?"

Instead of me having to answer, Elizabeth asked," What's going to happen to us?

Jack looked thoughtful for a moment," Well the lass and you can stay aboard."

I was relieved, we were safe for the moment. It was as though suddenly I realized how tired I was. This night has been very exhausting and confusing.

"And the sleeping arrangements?"

"Liz is with Will, you'll sleep with me luv."

I wasn't aware at the time of Jack's infamous double meanings. I was just thinking of how a nice a bed would be to sleep in instead of in the brig.

"Ok sounds great. Good night then."

Elizabeth and I were now guests of the Black Pearl. Somehow I had the feeling this wasn't going to be a pleasure cruise.

That's chapter one of A Sparrow's Medallion. Not all of the dialogue was easy to write, I had a bit of a struggle with some of it. I hoped you enjoyed it. Please leave a review I'd really appreciate to hear what you the readers think. After all you are my audience and I have to try to aim to please you.

That being said I'd like to ask anyone reading this a favor. I'd like to have a beta reader, if you're interested in the position leave it as a request in the review.

Finally before I leave I'd like to ask my reviewers a question. In the next chapter Gwyn is considering bugging the living daylights out of people by waking them up with songs. What songs would you like to see her sing? Please include the person who sings it.