The Island

Lycia awoke to find herself lying amongst a pile of fishing nets. Where am I? She peered over the mountain of nets. Men were running about crazy, hoisting the sails and pulling nets filled with fish onto the boat.

"I want to go ashore!" a voice asked the captain who stood near the helm of the boat.

Lycia froze and shuddered. Will!

"We will take you ashore now!" a strongly accented voice said. Lycia peered over the side of the boat. She could see an island covered in a dense jungle. There was a loud splash as the crew dropped a small rowing boat into the sea. Will and another man boarded it and began to row towards the island.

If Will is looking for pirates…why stop here? Maybe Jack Sparrow will know where my father is! Lycia looked over the side of the boat into the water. Good job I can swim!

Lycia stood up and looked around. "HOI! YOU! What are you doing?" a crew member shouted. Lycia took a breath and dived overboard.

She began to swim after the rowing boat. She swam as fast as she could towards the island. When she was not far from the shore, she glanced behind her and saw that the rowing boat had stopped. She saw Will stand up and dive into the water. Lycia began to swim faster and faster. She had to get to shore before Will! Once she was not far from the shore she felt herself beginning to rise in the water. Lycia glanced ahead. Rather large waves were breaking on the shore beside a black sailed ship.

"Oh crap!" Lycia cursed. She took a deep breath and prepared for her collision with the shoreline. She felt the water enveloping her and the nest thing she felt was the soft sand crashing into her side. "Phft!" Lycia stood up and spat out the water that had managed to fill her mouth and left a salty taste. She slowly turned and look back out to sea. Will was not far behind her. Lycia looked up to the ship. Its black sail were a dead giveaway of what ship it was. this was The Black Pearl.

Lycia ran to the side of the ship. Just as she was out of sight she heard the waves crashing against the beach, dropping Will on the shore. She looked to the ropes that had the pearl secured to the shore. She began to climb frantically. If Will saw her then she was doomed. She jumped onto the deck and hid from Will. Lycia sat motionless for several minutes. She heard Will shouting on Jack but she dared not move. She waited on silently. As soon as she was sure that Will was gone, Lycia leapt from the ship and landed on the sand. She looked around and headed for the dense jungle that covered the island. Lycia ran through the jungle, jumping over tree roots and dodging falling branches. She stopped dead in her tracks as she heard someone shouting. It sounded like Will. Lycia shook her head and walked on. After she had been walking for about an hour, Lycia found herself at the very centre of the jungle. Just ahead of her was a rope bridge leading across a gorge. Lycia slowly edged towards it as the jungle ended far from it. She slowly walked across the bridge. She dared not look down in case she should become frightened and fall to her death.

As she walked over the bridge she heard voices speaking below her. She swallowed hard and looked over the side. Dangling below her was two balls, inside which were men, some were squabbling whilst others just sat looking lost.

One looked up at the bridge. He rubbed his eyes and pointed as Lycia, "LOOK! IT'S JACK!" he shouted. All the other men stopped arguing and looked to where Lycia stood.

"Oh-crap!" Lycia cursed. She began to run frantically away from the bridge. Why does everyone think I look like Jack Sparrow? Lycia thought.

Lycia continued to run until she came to the edge of a small village. It seemed deserted. She walked gingerly through the silent streets, wary of making a noise in case something happened. She heard the sound of drums and shouting. She headed for what she believed to be the centre of the village.

There was a huge crowd of the islands inhabitants gathered around one man who sat on a huge thrown like chair. He wore a stupid looking headdress and was speaking gibberish. Lycia snuck round the village, from the shadow of building to building so that she would not be seen. As she neared the man in the funny headdress the crowd of people began to disappear and after only a few second, only a small number of them remained. Lycia crept over to a building fro which she could get a clear view of the man. As he looked around Lycia noticed that he was wearing a red bandana, very similar to the one that she was wearing. Her father had left it to her before he went off pirating. He also had longish black hair in dreadlocks, once again so did Lycia. The man seemed uneasy as he sat in the chair that Lycia assumed to be a throne. He looked over the remainder of the crowd and his eyes scanned the village until they settled on Lycia. He looked to her and began to mouth, 'help me'.

Lycia nodded and crept further back into the shadows. If he could see her, so could the villagers. There was a thundering of feet and the villagers returned, carrying a pole with Will hanging upside down from it. They stopped in front of the man and he walked down to Will. He began to talk in his made up language again to the villagers. They stood there debating for a second until the man called something and the villagers went crazy. They carried Will off and left the man with two people from the tribe standing near him whilst the others ran. He sent the two men away and Lycia watched as he made a run for it. Lycia considered the situation for a second and followed him.

She followed not too far behind and watched as he ran across the rope bridge. He stopped looked about. He spotted a hut and ran inside it to hide. Lycia waited at another house for the man to reappear. She spun around and saw some of the tribe running towards her.

"Shit!" was the only word that she could think of.

She wanted to run into the hut and warn the man, but the islanders were outside the hut before she could move. The man came walking out of the hut, a rope looped over his shoulder and a tin in his hand. He jumped as he realized that he was not alone. He smiled mischievously and opened the tins lid. He covered his armpits in a red powder before the islanders grabbed him and dragged him away. Lycia counted until she was certain that the islanders were far enough away before she chased after them.

The sound of drums resounded around the island. By the time Lycia arrived back at the village, the man had been tied to a spit and placed over a pile of wood. As a man carrying a burning torch ran past her towards the pile of wood, a small tribal boy appeared and said something. All the islanders stopped and turned to the man. He nodded and shouted something to them. They all cheered and ran off. They left the man tied to the spit and dropped the torch near the base of the logs below the man. At first, it seemed as if the flames would not reach the wood and begin to burn, but a small gust of wind soon changed that! The flames flickered onto the logs which almost instantly went up in flames.

Lycia jumped as someone tapped her on the shoulder. She turned around slowly and found a woman standing staring at her. The woman held up a knife and smiled at Lycia menacingly.

"Oh - I - well - !" Lycia stuttered. She looked down at the woman's feet, they were bare! Without really thinking, Lycia stuck the heel of her boot into the woman's bare foot and began to run. She ran swiftly across a rope bridge, the woman close behind her. Lycia ran and ran, crashing through the jungle and down the mountains towards the beach. As they neared the bottom of the slope, the woman disappeared and Lycia hid behind a tree while she caught her breath.

"W-A-A-A-A-H-H-H-H!" the cry resounded all around her. Lycia pressed herself against the tree. The man she had saw about to be burnt alive ran past. Lycia grabbed his arm and pulled him against the tree. She placed a hand over his mouth to keep him silent as the islanders ran past. Once they were out of earshot, Lyica removed her hand from the mans mouth.

"Thank you - " he began as he looked at Lycia, " - nice bandana!"

"Thanks!" Lycia said, "Can I ask, who are you?"

"Jack Sparrow my dear! And who might you be?" Jack asked as he eyed her.

"Lycia." she said plainly as she peered around the side of the tree. If she had continued to watch Jack, she would have seen his eyes widen in shock.

"Lycia, where did you get that bandana - and that necklace?" Jack asked cautiously.

"My father left them for me when I was little, before he left me alone."

"And who was your father?"

"I don't know, all I know is that he was - is a pirate." Lycia said, "They're coming! Come on!" Lycia began to run. Jack followed her as she made a path through the jungle. As the beach grew nearer, the villagers also began to gain on them. "Hurry Jack! Oh! And a man called Will Turner was looking for you!"

"I know!" Jack said as he stumbled over a tree root. Lycia hauled him to his feet. "This way!" Jack said running in the opposite direction from Lycia.

"But Jack! The Black Pearl is this way!" Lycia screamed to him, but it was no use. He continued to run that way anyway, "Bloody pirates! Try to save their lives and they leave you to die!" Lycia cursed as she ran towards the beach.

She tripped over a fallen branch and found herself tumbling towards the beach. She landed in a heap on the sand not far from the ship. She quickly got to her feet and ran towards it. There was two men standing at the ship. She slowed as she neared them and walked around them. Lycia walked carefully towards the boat. She noticed that one of the ropes keeping the boat in place was still hanging loose.

She crept over to it and began to shimmy up the rope. She climbed like a ghost onto the ship. A man was scrambling around the deck, chasing a monkey that was holding a wooden eye. She giggled to herself and slunk over to the doors to the decks below. Lycia hid on the bottom deck and waited for them to set sail. She heard men climbing aboard, shouting as they went. One of tem was Will. She could distinguish his voice from a mile away.

There was an almighty roar and a squeal, and Lycia guessed that this was Jack toward the ship, the islanders at his back. The ship swayed as it was pushed out into open water and Lycia judged that Jack had made it on board by the disappointed cries that came from the islanders.

"You will remember this as the day, you almost - Captain Jack Sparrow," came a voice on the outside of the ship, not far from where she was hiding. Lycia sighed and curled up in a ball. Once again she was stuck on a ship without knowing where she was going and a pirate, who was completely insane, as the captain…