This is something random I came up with when I had first seen POTC years ago. I will change parts of this but anyway. Enjoy!

9 year old Megan Gunner has always been Pirate obsessed. She only has one friend and her family dosn't understand her. Will she find her place in the world of POTC, or will she die trying?

The Story of Megan Gunner

(Chap 1: Megan)

Megan sighed as she looked out over the park through the old fashioned spyglass. She was in a climbing frame made to look like a pirate ship, the wood had rocks that looked like barnacles for people to climb around on it and a sort of rope ladder served as the rigging, leading up to what seemed to be a beer keg chopped in half serving as a crow's-nest. Her friend Max bumbling about behind her. She looked at her birthmark on her right arm, it looked like the pirate brand Jack Sparrow had in the movie.

She was fairly short, just under four feet tall with chocolate-brown, slightly wavy hair that came a few inched past her shoulders. Her dark eyed underlined with black eyeliner and a tri-corned hat on her head. She was wearing a shirt similar to the one Jack Sparrow ware in Pirates of The Caribbean, a corset style belt gave her a bit more of a girly look. A real silver compass hung from her trouser pocket and her black pirate boots shone in the light of the setting sun. Dangling from her ears where skull shaped earrings.

Max reminded Megan of Smee from Peter Pan. He was a little older than Megan and taller by a foot and a quarter, with short black hair and green eyes. He was fairly muscled and a bit flabby so he looked absolutely huge (when compared to Megan especially). He was wearing blue jeans and a red and white shirt. A red bandanna covered in skulls wrapped around his head and an eye patch covered his left eye. Megan wandered why Max did this since he had to wear his glasses over it.

"Megan, we better get home. It's getting late." Max said, trying to hint at something without Megan noticing.

"Your hungry aren't you?" Megan Smirked at her friend knowingly.

Max loved playing pirates with her and she knew the only reason he would leave was if he was hungry. He was hungry all the time and brought a rucksack full of junk food, like today he brought a container of mini pizzas from yesterdays lunch, three packets of cookies, four packets of crisps and god knows how many sweets.

"Well… yes." He admitted. Then he stood up straight. "Permission to head for port Cap'n."

"Permission Granted. " Megan smiled, but frowned when Max saluted her and turned to climb down the 'rigging'

"And if you salute me one more time I will send you to the brig." she warned before smirking and following her friend down. "Right, I'm off to the Port Hole (that is a real Inn, near where I live so I don't own that). I shall see you at sunrise." and with that the two friends parted.

Megan sighed and took of her hat. She hated going home. "Damn Max's apatite." she muttered.

She sighed again as she opened the door to her house, and was greeted with the familiar site of her step dad watching TV surrounded with beer cans and pizza boxes. Her real dad was never like that. Her dad was just like her. He would dress up like a pirate and run around like a mad man. Her real dad loved her like no one else. If only there hadn't been that accident…

Her 16 year old brother, Kenny sitting at the bottom of the stairs, which lead to the bedrooms, making out with his girlfriend, his hand up her skirt and at the top of the stairs her 16 year old sister Kasha and her three boyfriends doing something that should never be done in front of anyone let alone a girl her age. Her mother in the living room trying to gain control of the triplets, Sam (boy), his identical brother Danny (boy) and Lutin (girl), who had, yet again, gotten hold of Kenny's Lucozade.

"Megan, where have you been?" Megan's mum asked, out of breath from chasing the triplets. Megan raised an eyebrow. Her mother knew where she went. She was always told before she left and she only ever went to one place.

"Never mind, I need to get dinner ready and get these to sleep. Where are you when I need you? What is so interesting about running around in circles in the park anyway? And what is this obsession with pirates? I don't have time with your pirate based shenanigans. I have a family to look after you know." Megan's mum yammered on about these things all the time. For the past… lets say, nine years, Megan had tried to explain herself, but no one ever listened, so she gave up on trying to have a 'normal' relationship with her family.

The triplets where about to run past Megan but she stopped them. "That's enough. You lot have been causing trouble haven't you?" she smirked at the three. Not that they had been stopped they looked ready to drop. "Now look, mummy's busy right not, so now you guys have to go sleep now, ok?" she said calmly. The three nodded and followed her up to there room.

She tucked them in and kissed them goodnight . She yawned and looked at her watch. She decided to go to bed, she was shattered and when she said to Max 'see you at sunrise' she wasn't joking. That was the time she got up. She plonked herself on her bed.

There where only three rooms, so she was forced to share the biggest one with Kasha, her three boyfriends and two most recent children, Kenny, his girlfriend and Todd, her 20 year old brother who brought in most of the money. Her mum and dad had another room. The triplets shared a room with Kasha's four other children, and for the length of time she had been at it tonight alone, it seemed another was on it's way. 'Kenny has never done 'it' yet,' Megan thought 'but it was just a matter of time…' Megan was interrupted when her Kenny came bursting into the room with his girlfriend wrapped around him in a way that made Megan cringe.

Before her brother could say anything she ran out of the room, trying to forget what she had just seen, but the moans of her brother and sister and there partners could be heard all down the street.

She sighed and went town stairs t be met by her mum. "You know I was thinking, you should get a boyfriend." she said.

"What?" Megan couldn't believe what she was saying, mind you her mum did have Todd when she was 12 and Kasha had her first born at 10 (that did actually happen to a friend of mine).

"Oh, come now. Don't look so surprised. After all, Kasha was sleeping with her boyfriends by your age." She sighed dreamily "Isn't young love wonderful."

Megan rolled her eyes. She thought it was just wrong. Kids should be kids not baby vendors. How she wound up with a mother like her she would never know.

"Well since your so lonely I've set you up on a date tomorrow with Sam from your school." Megan froze. Sam was a pervert. He had gone out with probably every pretty girl in the school. He would never go out with Megan, she was 'too different' and she was glad of that. He was totally thick and shallow. Megan hated… no, hate was too mild…. She despised him to no end. "If your lucky you might be having a child by the end of tonight. Fingers crossed." And with that her mother skipped off. (I have met someone like this and they got arrested).

She obviously didn't notice the look of pure horror on Megan's face. She picked up the phone and called Max, telling him to meet her at the park.

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"Say what!" Max's voice wrung across the deserted park.

"She set me up on a date, she hopes that we'll… you know… tonight, and I'll have a kid of my own. And he may not like me, but knowing Sam, he'll never pass up the chance to do this to anyone." Megan almost screamed.

"So what do we do?" He asked.

"Your going home. The only one that ever goes further than the restaurant in front of our house of Todd, and he won't force me to come home. I'll stay here." she decided. "I'll be fine. You better go, your mum will be missing you." she said, but Max didn't move. "Go, or I'll send you to the brig." she smirked at him to show she was fine and he left.

She sat there in the crows nest, watching the full moon in the sky. She loved the full moon, the problem was she believed in werewolves, and to her, being in a park surrounded by thick forest wasn't the best idea. She saw something move in the bushes and tried to convince herself it was just her imagination, but once it started working she heard a snarl and a loud howl from where the bushes where. From the many times she had been up there at night she had a torch attached to the bottom of the crows nest. She put her hand through a hole in the bottom and pulled out the light. She pointed it at the bush and there, in the dark, where two glowing eyes peering right at her. The thing howled again and she heard another howl behind her. She panicked and tried to climb down the rigging too fast and missed a step, falling to her possible death. If the fall didn't kill her, she was sure that whatever was there would.

Then she realised that she didn't hit the floor, she continued to fall, then landed on something soft, yet hard at the same time. She looked around, but only got a glimpse of a sandy beach and a few palm trees before passing out.

Ok, I didn't mean for it to tern out like that, but it did, but don't worry it's not all gonna be like this. Anyway please review and look out for the next one.