Cold. That's what I felt. Not the chilly feeling outside my body, but inside, my emotions. Since I've never left my castle, I have been alone. Not all alone thought, I had always my talking otter friend, Jacob. But it wasn't the same. I needed human communication. But I didn't want to leave.

I'll always remember when my life was ruined. All because of the darn wizard.

Flashback

"Gandalf, are we there soon?" I whined as I followed the old wizard.

"Keep patient young child, we're almost there." he glanced back at me.

Urgh! If I knew were going up the mountains I would take with me my ship, the Howling Wolf.

But noo, I had to ignore the genius side of me. Damnation.

"Gandy, I'm a pirate, patient is a myth for me" I growled.

He stopped and turned to me "Janey, I'm a wizard, you just have to deal with it" then he turned around and walked even faster. Great.

"Darn that wizard." I muttered under my breath as I, too, began to walk faster.

After some hours we were finally there. Rivendell.

It was so beautiful. So shiny, so happy and peaceful. It made me smile from ear to ear.

"So, Gandalf, why did you bring me here again?" I asked as we took off into the streets of elves.

"Well," he began as if telling me a story "you remember when you met Elrond?" I nodded and let him continue. "He seems to have got a new son, or an adoptive son, and I wanted you to meet him."

Of course, this is all that 'You should really get some more in that heart of yours Jane' thing. I like Gandalf and all, but I'm just not that social. I'm a pirate and I don't even have a crew, no, I work alone. It has always been Jane, no one else.

My thoughts were interrupted by a kind voice "Gandalf, Jane, what a pleasure to see you."

I raised up my head when I saw that the voice belonged to Elrond. He had a really kind smile, but a stern face, that's what creeps me out. I shuddered, hoped that no one noticed. Obviously not since Gandalf kept on the conversation.

"Lord Elrond, the pleasure is all ours" the wizard greeted as he kept he's gaze at something on the ground where Elrond stood. Oh. It wasn't something, it was someone. A little kid actually, with straight black hair, how cute.

"This is Estel, the new son of mine."

I looked at Estel, he didn't seem like an elf. Oh wait, adoptive soon, almost forgot that, I thought.

"Well, 'ello there, kiddo. My name is Jane, and please don't call me lady. It makes me think I'm older than I really is." Estel laughed, yes, the shy little boy laughed.

"Jane, why don't you go to the lake with Estel. I am sure he would like that." Gandalf said to me with a calm voice. That wizard, I am pretty sure he wanted me to get more kind hearted with children. Oh no, I think it works!

"Of course Gandalf," a hint of a glare in my eyes "that would be lovely. Come along, kiddo."

Estel walked/ran to me with a smile and raced me to the lake. Huh, I think I'm going to like this one.

Yes, I did, really. I thought that I could give the little kid a change. Boy, am I happy for that now.

When we reached the lake we decided to swim with full clothes on. We had water fight, he learned me some elvish games and I even learned him how to dive. When we had had enough we went under a tree and dried our self there.

It was amazing how long our bond grew. He were like the best friend I ever had. Yes, I am a grown up, but c'mon! While we were drying our selves I learned him a pirate song and we sang together.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.

We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot.

Drink up me 'earties yo ho.

We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot

Drink up me 'earties yo ho.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.

We extort and pilfer, we filch and sack.

Drink up me 'earties yo ho.

Maraud and embezzle and even hijack.

Drink up me 'earties yo ho.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.

We're rascals and scoundrels , we're villians and knaves

Drink up me 'earties yo ho.

We're devil and black sheep, really bad eggs.

Drink up me 'earties yo ho.

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me.

"Hey, Jane?" I looked down at Estel who sat beside me.

"Hm?"

"Are we friends?" he asked me with those big grey eyes. I almost melted, almost.

"Of course, Estel." I smiled at him with tears in my eyes. Damnation, hold those tears back, Jane!

As he smiled back he hugged my waist and I rested my arms at his shoulders and my head at his. We weren't best friends anymore, we were like brother and sister.

Weeks after weeks I would always play with him, my dear little Estel. Then the day came, when everything happened. Hell.

"Catch me if you can!" he shouted behind his shoulder as he ran down the streets.

"I will, kiddo!" I shouted and ran after him.

I jumped over some benches, slid under some maidens dresses and maybe pushed down some male elves. But I didn't want him to win. I saw him stop and almost ran into him. I was going to ask him why, but I got interrupted by a laugh. In front of me was something I would never guess.

Captain Barbossa. Son of a-

"Well, well, isn't it dear little Jane and her friend." the monkey on his shoulder screeched as if agreeing with him.

I pushed Estel behind me and drew my sword. "What do you want?" my voice was cold as unbreakable ice.

"You. You know something that I don't know and I want it. I guess you can find out for yourself what I'm talkin' bout." a group of elves was forming a circle around us to watch what would happen next. I wouldn't let Estel get hurt, not because of me.

"Estel, get Lord Elrond and Gandalf." he didn't move and I lost my patience "NOW!". He looked shocked but ran to the house of Elrond. " I am sorry Barbossa, but you ain't getting there before me."

At less than one second I was lunging my sword at him, he blocked it and the fight began. We blocked each others attacks and moved further and further away from the crowd. Nearer the lake when me and Estel first played. I knew if I didn't finish this off he would hurt my dear little brother. When I got the change I grabbed Barbossas wrists and fell into the lake with him. It was a long way down. I felt my lungs burn up and I could hear screams of Estel calling my name. I wanted to answer him, to tell him to move one. But I couldn't and everything went black.

Yeah, that's when I met Jacob, the talking otter. He saved me when he saw me floating in the river. I have no idea what happened to Barbossa, but I didn't care. I never cared. I always thought that he was dead, took by the river.

Jacob showed me a castle near the river. It was abandoned and I really needed a home after all what happened. I really miss that little kid, but I couldn't see him again. Not after what he saw, I was just trying to protect him.

Years have gone, and here I am, haven't aged a bit. You may wonder why, it's because I am immortal. It was the reason Barbossa wanted me. Because I have the last bit hidden from unwanted hands.

When I stand here now, I wonder how Estel is. And Gandalf. That darn wizard. I don't hate him, I'm just really pissed.