A/N: Hiaz there! It's me, the extremely annoying author. I have decided to update every Saturday. Harsh….for me, good for you! KK, on with the story!

Kaelyn heaved herself onto the dock, grunting with effort. She flipped herself over and lay on her back, staring into the sun. Fiea landed onto her shoulder, and tucked her head under her wing. Kaelyn took a deep breath and stood up, causing Fiea to coo softly and fly overhead. Kaelyn stood up, and was shocked. All around her there were staggering men chasing woman, gunshots and the sound of breaking glass and shouting filled the air, giving the atmosphere of a busy…well, a busy Tortuga. She was tapped on the shoulder, and snapping around to see who the hell would dare touch her, she ran into a shabby looking pirate. He flashed her a smile full of rotting teeth.

"'Ello, methinks you need a drink, darling," he said, his terrible breath filling her nostrils. Kaelyn was revolted. She looked at the pirate, and then a thought entered her mind. He had offered her a drink. She was eighteen, now, and no one would give a damn if she had alcohol. She smiled and walked past the drunken pirate, before he grabbed her arm and turned her around.

"I insist, lassie," he sneered. Kaelyn forced herself to smile and Fiea nipped at her ear.

"I do believe I can get a drink by myself, thanks," she said, walking past him once more.

He reached out for her, but Fiea took off from her perch, biting the man on the finger. He swore and withdrew as Kaelyn ran for it. She took of down the busy main road, looking at the shops she streaked by. It was sheer chaos, people were jumping off balconies, gunshots were louder than ever, and she imagined bullets zooming behind her. Fiea followed close behind, and when there was a point that the street was so busy Kaelyn couldn't see, she streaked ahead, leading the way.

Kaelyn finally stepped into a bar crowed with people. She stepped forward, looking through her many leather pouches for…..wait, leather pouches! She did a double take on her own attire, seeing for the first time what she was wearing. Her PJ's had been replaced with a white undershirt, with long, long sleeves that draped down after her elbow, like in The Lord of the Rings. She wore a blue bodice, laced with black leather. She felt something metal and cold strapped to her leg, and figured it was a pistol, much like the two up each of her sleeves. She had a leather carrier with a cutlass hitting her leg every time she took a step. Her pants looked to her like tight gauchos that were held up by many, many belts with tons of leather pouches hanging from them. In the pouches were coins, foreign and what looked like normal shillings to her. Her hair had a few wraps spread out. She took a piece of her hair to eye level and what she saw shocked her. She was Blonde!!! She rubbed her eyes and looked again, but nothing had changed.

"Hi," she heard for what seemed like the hundredth time tonight, but this time it was directed to her. She turned and found herself looking at a blonde boy, not that much older than she, holding a drink out to her. She took it gratefully as he grabbed her arm and pulled her to a table.

"Nice bird," he said, indicating to Fiea.

"Why, thank you," she said, slightly shocked by his manners. She looked at Fiea as she took off after a small mouse scampering across the floor.

"Not a problem. I'm Chris," he said, extending his hand.

"Kaelyn," she said, reaching out and shaking it.

"I like your name," he said, again shocking Kaelyn with his manners. A bright blue bird landed on his shoulder and he stroked its feathers.

"Thanks, so what brings you to Tourtga?"

"I'm looking to join a crew," he said simply.

"Me too!" she lied. He looked at her.

"I hear Captain Elizabeth Turner is looking for a crew." She remembered what Calypso had said.

"Of course, I'll come with you." He looked at her, a bit taken aback.

"I didn't ask….but ok." She smiled and took a swig of whatever it was he had handed her, and is slipped down her throat, instantly warming her and scorching her taste buds. She nearly gagged, but pretended it was root beer and took another swig. Chris looked at her and was about to say something when:

"Eh', Kaelyn!" Kaelyn snapped around and saw the bar wench looking at her.

"Yeah?"

"Come 'ere," she shouted over the noise of the room. Kaelyn stood and walked over to her, swaggering slightly.

"What?"

"Thanks for taking out that load last night. Here," she said, handing her a couple shillings.

"You're welcome," she said, walking back to the table where Chris was. She sat back down, and Chris smiled.

"Been helping the townsfolk, eh?" he asked.

"I guess, though I don't remember doing it," she said, looking at the five shillings in her hands. He laughed, smiling at her more. She saw a man rounding up people for poker, and decided to join in, dragging Chris along.

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She grabbed the hundred shillings from the table, beaming at everyone around her.

"I'd enjoy taking your money anytime," she said, quoting her computer game. Chris had somehow gotten out on the first round, and they stood, looking for a nice piece of floor to go to sleep on. They reserved a spot by the fireplace, and she split the shillings between them. She had trouble finding room for fifty shillings in her pouches, and decides to buy a new bag. Chris stayed to save their spot as she went to the leather dealer. She returned half an hour later with a pack made of waterproof sealskin on her back. She had to step over the now sleeping people all over the floor of the pub, slowly making her way to the fireplace. She decided that she would play poker again in the morning, seeing as how she had spent most of it her money on the bag and its new contents. She imagined what her mother would think, her sleeping on the floor of the pub.

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As it turned out, Kaelyn was really good at poker. She played and won four games at different pubs and bars, and she lost two games, still managing to keep most of her money. Chris tagged along, as rumors had it that Captain Elizabeth Turner was making port in Tortuga later that day. Chris went off to buy himself some new pistols, and Kaelyn and Fiea went first to the butchers to buy some meat for Fiea during their travels, and then to a fancy dress shop, where she bought a light blue dress. At noon they went to the blue moon inn and met up with Chris.

"You like them?" he asked, showing her his new and rather fancy pistols.

"They're awesome!" she said, taking one in her hand and looking at it. It was carved wood for the handle. She pulled all three of hers out and showed them to him, seeing them for the first time herself. She then showed him her new dress.

"Ha! It's the same color as Pigmy," he said. Pygmy was his little blue bird, currently sitting on his shoulder. Just then, the pub door flew open, and for the first time since she'd been in tortuga, there was utter silence. A tall and rather pretty woman was standing there. She looked around the room, and her eyes fell upon the table. She pointed at it and the bartender set it up in a corner. Then chatter and hushed whispers started up again.

"It's Captain Turner…"

"Can you believe it…"

"It's her first mate, Barbosa."

Kaelyn and Chris looked at each other, and stepped into the forming line. They looked at each other and Chris wished her luck before, once again chaos ensued, and every thing was back to normal.

A/N: Chris and Kaelyn are FRIENDS, and nothing more. Get that through your head people! Barbosa left the pearl, and Will asked him to watch over Elizabeth, so that's why he is her first mate. Jack will come soon, I promise. This chapter may have been boring, but I swear it will get better. Now, for the important part….REVIEW!!!!!