Disclaimer- I own Peri, and Ben, Patchs, the whole Taylorn bunch and the city of Roncar which is Spanish for 'snore'. I don't own Jack though, ::pouts::

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She grinned down into the bright blue water of the Carribean, and watched as the high noon sun sparkled off the surface creating the image of thousands of diamonds. Prairie Rose Taylorn had never left her large Boston community before, and now at sixteen she was traveling all alone to the Carribean! Her own boss! Well actually, she was just going to visit her father's sick aunt. Prairie, or Peri as her friend's called her, didn't really want to spend the next three months with Auntie Clara, as she was made to call the despicable woman. Clara was constantly complaining and ordering Peri around when she came to visit in Boston. Joseph Taylorn was one of the most wealthiest men in Boston, owning his own fleet of two dozen merchant ships. Her Father and Mother hadn't been sure about letting her come alone, but some how she convinced them. And she was probably allowed to come since her Father stuck her on one of his ships along with his most trusted Captain who had orders not to let her out of his sight. Peri didn't mind much, after all she got to be by herself for almsot two months. In a week they'd be arriving in the port of Roncar.

Peri sighed, her small adventure was ending and she'd be stuck in civilization soon. She'd be paraded around in poufy ball gowns and stuffy little sitting rooms. Her Aunt Clara was apart of the Carribean's high society, and Peri expected that her Father had sent her down her for more than one reason. He wanted his sister Clara to find Peri a husband of high social status, because she had already ruined her chances with the ones back home. Was it her fault that Mr. Josen needed cooling off, so her punch had just accientally gotten spilled over his greasy head? No it wasn't! And that's what she told her Father! But he didn't seem to buy it. But if they thought they were just going to marry her off, they were crazy! She'd never marry anyone she didn't love, and that was that! She didn't even want to marry, let alone to some stuffy heir. She sighed again and pulled at her thinnest cotton dress, with was clinging damply to her. It was so hot in the Carribean and she wished for pants that were cut off at the knees and a loose white shirt she had seen the cabin boy in.

She looked up to the crow's nest as she heard shouting, and scrambling. Before she knew it, twenty or more crew members were scrambling around, loading pistols and fastening swords. She stood confused at what was happening so fast, she tried to get someone's attention but no one was listening. Finally she found Ben the cabin's boy with her large dog Patchs. Ben was a tough little seven year old who had been orphaned a year ago. He had brown messy hair and bright blue eyes. The Captain had taken the boy in after finding him half starved in the streets. Ben was sent to do small chores around the ship such as deliver messages to the crew and help in the kitchen.

"Ben what's going on?" Peri asked while scratching Patchs behind the ears. Ben gave her a smug grin before telling her in a calm, practical voice,

"There be pirates on the horizon Miss."

---Veiw Point changed--

"How many times have I told you to call me Peri, Ben?" I asked automactically with a grin while reaching over to tousle his hair. But then his words sunk in. "Pirates?" I asked trying to mask the excitment in my voice.

"Aye Miss Taylorn, as you had better lock yourself up in my cabin." A low voice said from behind, I whirled around and faced Captain Larens. I wanted to argue but it wouldn't do any good, I didn't know how to weild a sword. But I didn't want to be locked into a cabin without any protection, like a sitting duck. He seemed to read my mind and hestitantly passed me a pistol and sword. "Now Miss, watch the pistol is loaded. You have only one bullet." He warned. "Not that you should need it. And Ben you and Patchs stay with Peri and protect her." The old Captain finished. Ben looked reluctant to leave the action but gave the Captain a small salute and lead me to the cabin. Before I left Larens pressed a small silver key into my hand. "Now Miss Peri, make sure you lock the door."

Hours passed in a haze of cannon fire and screams of the injured. It seemed we wouldn't go down without a fight. And I was worried, if it was a fight to the death where would I be at dawn? After the first two hours Ben and Patchs fell asleep on the Captain's bed and I walked over to the closet. My dress was drenched in sweat and I needed some new clothes. In the end I pulled out a pair of black pants, a large white shirt, a gray vest and a bright red sash. Of course I'd pay the Captain back for his clothes so I continued to saw off the pants so they fell to my knees. The white shirt of soft and smelled fresh and of the sea, it covered my curvy body perfectly. I tucked my new sword into my new sash and grinned. One more thing to complete the outfit. I rifled some more and came up with a blood red bandanna to hold back my curly honey colored hair. I finally stepped into the Captain's full length mirror. I smiled. I was still a bit to pale but my cheeks were flushed and my eyes looked huge and dark green. My hair reached down past mid back, and I think I would have looked like a sailor but something was missing. I stared hard. Hmmm, do sailors go around bare footed? Ahh, no I didn't think so. And back to the closet, even though I would rather ran bare foot, I could hear my mother going on about getting splinters and glass in my feet. In the very back I found a small and worn pair of soft leather boots. I wondered what the Captain was doing with them, they certainly would never fit his feet. I pulled them on admiringly, they were so comfortable. They were a soft carmel color and reached just below my knees. I walked over and sat next to Ben. He looked so small and fragile. I had to make a point to give him more attention, poor thing with no mother. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was hearing the loud bangs of the cannons and cuddling in a small ball next to Ben and Patchs.

I'm not exactly sure what woke me up, but the room was bathed in darkness as dusk had already fallen. I could hear the slow and even breathing of Ben and Patchs who were still fast asleep. I streched and realized what was wrong. I suddenly froze. There was no sound of cannon fire, only rough voices of men stomping around on deck. Not the voices of the crew I had came to know over the last two months. And Captain Larens hadn't been in here yet or Patchs would have woke me with his barking. I shivered and walked quietly over to the door, not wanting to draw attention that we were in here. This plan might have worked if I hadn't tripped on something solid and fell to the floor with a loud thud and squeal. Everything around me went silent, and then their was shouting. I bolted up from the floor and looked for a way to escape, because if it were pirates I knew what they did with female survivors. There was only the small porthole that let light in during the day. I'd never fit my butt through that. The door knob was rattling. Patchs started to bark and Ben was up. I fumbled with my sash and withdrew my sword in one hand and the pistol in my left. I've never shot anything before. -BANG- I gasped thinking I accidentally pulled the trigger, I didn't. The cabin door swung open, the partail door knob smoking. And a tall man with wild brown hair holding a pistol. I pulled the trigger.

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Ah HA! So do you like my knew story? Hmm, soooo Peri pulls the trigger on who we can only imagine as Jack. So does she hit her mark? And if she didn't Jack's not likely to be too happy, is he? Review please!!! And sorry for the writing mistakes! Take pity on me.