Heeeellloooo everyone! This is my first fan fiction ever! I hope you enjoy and I hope you review! Please be kind.

Disclaimer: I do not, repeat, do not own anything from Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World! I do however own Emma and the plot line and a couple of characters! I tweaked the story a bit, Hollom does not die!

Chapter One: Math and Day Dreams

Emma's mind screamed at her, BORIING! She just couldn't handle it, math that is. It was fun when is was simple and the answers worked; but not when it was so frustrating, she'd rather be pulling her head and leg hairs out one by one.

It was spring break and Emma Turner had no plans whatsoever. All of her friends were off in exotic places, or camping, or actually doing something with their lives. She finally gave up in frustration and fell back onto her many pillows. She could just hear the numbers laughing at her from within the textbook; she kicked it off the bed and stretched out with a sigh. The Pirates of the Caribbean soundtrack was blasting away from the stereo next to her. She loved exciting music like this. It gave her an adrenaline rush and made her imagination soar. She always imagined her daydreams as movies and they were always from some action packed film or book. She hoped that one day they would make some sort of machine that would transport you into the movie itself.

She sighed more heavily. The CD had ended and she glanced at her CD case. What new adventure should she embark on today? She was in a sailing, pirate kind of mood, but she had already listened to Pirates of the Caribbean and Sinbad. She searched her CD case for some other sea faring music. "Hmmm…safe and sound at home again, let the waters roar, Jack .mmmm mmmm." She began humming softly. "Aha! Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World!" This was her favorite movie in the whole world. Who doesn't like hot British guys showing off their muscles under billowing white shirts while working and fighting their enemies for home and family, at sea? She pulled the CD from its case and plopped it into the CD player. The orchestra played the beautiful and exciting compositions with gusto. Emma lay back down and stared up at her Master and Commander poster on her ceiling.

She closed her eyes and let the music take her imagination higher and higher. All of the sudden there was a loud bang like the sound of a cannon. Her eyes snapped open and saw what she, in later days, still had a difficult time believing.

Alan Rickman was standing in her room, coughing slightly from the cloud of smoke that came with him. He was standing with his back to Emma, yet she still knew who he was. Emma saw he was looking around, a little confused, and then he turned around and smiled when he saw Emma sitting up on the bed. He stepped forward and removed his hat.

"Hello, I'm Alan Rickman." He stuck out a large hand for a handshake. She took it cautiously. "Emma," She said plainly. He wore his costume from Sense and Sensibility, and his hair was blonde and slightly long.

"Yes, um, I actually already know your name," he said. His voice was deep and it had a thick British accent.

"Oh," she said stupidly. "So, why are you here?"

She really had no problem with one of her favorite actors talking to her in person, but the fact that he was in her room, dressed as an eighteenth century gentlemen was a little out of the ordinary.

"Right," he said, "I have come here…"

"Hardly knowing the reason why," she mumbled to herself, remembering the Phantom of the Opera song instantly.

"Excuse me?"

"Nothing, please continue."

"Ah, well then, I have come here to tell you that you are about to embark on an adventure that is pretty close to your daydreams." He said this happily, but Emma was still in a sort of shocked trance.

"Wait, how do you know my daydreams?" She asked. She never wrote them down except for one she was currently working on on her dad's laptop.

"I am a part of you, remember. I represent the Shadow Masculine side in your mind." He said this rather proudly.

"That's right stupid you learned this in your psychology books already," she thought. "But how could he appear from my mind to real life, and at the most random moment."

"Oh," she said again.

He took this as a cue to go on. "I am going to be your guide as you go on your adventure," He opened his jacket and took out a small plainly bound book with no title. "I will talk to you and give you instructions through this book, you may ask questions, but my answers may be limited." She took the book, and flipped through it, the pages were blank.

"So, I write in it to talk to you?" He nodded. "And you will give me only limited answers." He nodded again. "Very well, I accept. Wait….where will I be going?" She asked slowly, cocking an eyebrow. She had many daydreams inspired by many movies and books. She wondered which one she would experience. She was excited, yet she was scared, because some of her fantasies she imagined were dangerous.

"You will be entering the world of…"He didn't finish. Just then the music from the stereo reached its climax. Alan snapped his fingers, and he disappeared, and so did Emma's room. She was suddenly lifted in the air and pulled by invisible ropes around her waist, knees and ankles. She shot through swirling colors and was almost knocked out by something flying past her. She looked to find it was a sword. Emma was flying past her other fantasies from other stories. She saw Lord of the Rings, Harry Potter, and Crown Duel characters flying past. Suddenly it stopped.

All was black. It dawned on her that her eyes were closed; she was scared, and reluctant to open them. She could hear the waves crashing and she smelled salt. She opened one eye slowly, unsure of what she'd find. She was lying on her back on a beach. Her head was throbbing slightly. Groaning, she sat up and rubbed her temple. Emma looked around and sure enough there was the ocean. It was the most beautiful shade of blue Emma had ever seen. She stood and almost fell again and looked around for her book. The book that Alan had given her was still lying in the sand. She bent and picked it up and flipped through it again; still nothing was written inside. He said he would instruct her and tell her what to do. She set it down on a rock nearby. What was she supposed to do now?

Suddenly she heard a man shouting, then a bell. Emma looked toward the ocean, and saw a wondrous sight. A huge man-o-war was sailing past. She wondered how she hadn't seen it and if she'd seen that ship somewhere else before. Emma ran to the water line and looked harder, and her suspicions were confirmed. That ship was none other than the H.M.S. Surprise. She had entered the world of Master and Commander: The Far Side of the World.One thought came into her head.

"Oh dear!"

There, ladies and gentlemen, is my first chapter. Tell me what you think!

Hollom: Be nice everyone!