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Captain Jack Sparrow

Jack Sparrow bent down to pull me up. I grabbed onto his arm and heaved myself to his boat.

I looked into Jack's face. It was as handsome and pirate-y as I saw in the movies. For the first time, his eyes were filled with pity.

"Dear lady," he said, patting my shoulder. "What is a fine girl like yourself doing swimming these waters?"

"Lost-my-boat," I struggled to say, coughing. He patted my back.

"And what be your business here at Port Royale?"

"What?" I said. He looked towards the shore, and I saw the ships lined up at the deck, and further on I saw men in white wigs, talking to one another.

This was eight years later, when the Black Pearl would be spotted again and the skeletal pirates would invade Port Royale.

I grasped Jack's shoulders, saying, "Please…let me join you on your quest…to get the Pearl back…I can help you find…Bootstrap's son…just don't leave me here…"

He frowned. "How did you know-?"

"Listen to me!" I gasped desperately. "My name is…is-Rema Emor…I come from…a different time period, far ahead of this time period and…and I know…everything…"

Jack nodded. He really believed me.

"You have to trust me," I implored. "I'm a pirate, too…" and too prove it, I pulled out my arm and showed my tattoo. He smiled his rotten-toothed smile.

"We have an accord," he said, shaking my hand and helping me up. I wobbled for a minute, then gained control of myself. I felt more confident than ever.

Who cared if this was a dream? I'm Rema, the girl pirate!

"Did I mention how stunningly pretty you look?" Jack added as I helped him rid the mast of the excess water. I blushed.

We walked down the deck of Port Royale, leaving our sinking ship on the side. An old man with a cabin boy stopped our movement.

"It costs a shilling to leave your ship on deck, sir," he said firmly. "And I shall need to know your name." he held up his clipboard, preparing to write Jack's name.

I reached into Jack's pockets, pulled out three shillings, and put it on the old man's board, saying, "What about three shillings, and we forget about the name?"

Jack was looking from me to the man, bewildered. The man nodded, saying, "Welcome aboard, Mister and Miss Smith." I took Jack's arm and led him away, saying, "Weren't you about to do the same?"

Jack just looked at me in shock. "You really do know more than I think," he finally came out with. I nodded. Jack pulled away from me and quickly picked up a bag of money, slipping it into his pocket. We continued our stride until Jack nudged me, pointing to two ships at the other side of the deck.

"Which one, say you?" he asked.

I knew he wasn't going to get the ship now, but I said, "The blue one."

"But it's so small!" he said disbelievingly.

"Small things hold big advantages," I shrugged. He rolled his eyes and walked onward.

We were almost near the blue ship when I held him back to keep him colliding with Murtogg and Mullroy, who were running up to block our path.

"This deck is off-limits to civilians," said Mullroy stiffly. Murtogg nodded.

"I'm terrible sorry," said Jack. "I didn't know."

"Rest assured," I put in. "Any civilian we see, we'll tell you at once."

Jack looked at me, shocked. I smirked. We continued to walk, but was blocked again by these two idiots.

"Apparently," said Jack, his voice carrying a hint of annoyance, "There's some sort of high toned and fancy to do up at the fort, eh?"

I put in my side again. "Yeah, how can it be that two handsome young men like you two, did not merit any invitation?"

Jack was beginning to look slightly flustered. My smirk widened.

Murtogg, who turned slightly red, said simply, "Someone's got to make sure this dock stays off limits to people like you."

I raised an eyebrow at Jack.

"It's a fine goal, to be sure, but it seems to me that a…a ship like that," he said, pointing to the Dauntless, "Makes this one a bit superfluous, really…"

"But there's no ship as can match in the Interceptor for speed," said Murtogg proudly, like he made the ship in the first place.

"Oh, no," I said. "I've heard of one…it's supposed to be very fast-"

"Nigh un-catchable," Jack intervened. Finally, he was getting the gist-I could read his mind.

"The Black Pearl," we both said together.

Mullroy laughed. "No real ship that can match the Interceptor."

At this point, I anticipated the coming spat between these idiots.

"The Black pearl is a real ship," said Murtogg, looking at Mullroy as though it were the most obvious thing in the whole freakin' world.

"No it's not!" said Mullroy, looking back at Murtogg.

"Yes it is, I've seen it!"

""You've seen it?"

"Yes!"

"No, you have not!"

"Yes, I have!"

Jack and I nodded at each other and slipped away.

"Now you know why I chose the blue one, huh?" I said to Jack as we surveyed the Interceptor's glamour.

Jack merely tilted his head to the side. I chuckled. As Jack took the wheel, I heard Mullroy yelling at us. They pointed their guns at us. I backed away, clinging Jack's arm protectively.

"You don't have permission to be abroad there!"

"I'm sorry," said Jack. "It's just-it is such a pretty boat."

"Ship!" I said hastily.

"What's your names?" said Murtogg.

Jack turned to me. I knew what to say.

"Well," I said, detaching myself from Jack. "My name is Alba Hanes, and this is…is…"

What to call him?

Aha!

"His name is Marc Jacobs."

"Marc?" said Mullroy.

"Yep!" I said calmly.

"And what is your purpose here, young lady?" said Murtogg.

"And no lies?" I asked. Mullroy, who was opening his mouth, closed it, nodding.

"Then," said Jack, "I confess. it is my intention to commandeer one of these ships, pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my weasely black guts out!"

Murtogg said, "I said no lies!"

Mullroy knew better. "I think he's telling the truth…"

Murtogg rolled his eyes at Mullroy, saying, "He wouldn't have told us the truth if it was the truth…"

"Unless, of course, he knew you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told you," said Jack, moving forward. "Let me tell you the truth, shall I? It all started two years ago, when I was captured by a raid of rival sailors…"

He went on to tell a lie about how he had come to understand them, but I was not paying much attention. I had only just realized that Elizabeth was expected to fall due to her tight corset. I saw two specks standing on the tops of the battlements. I just knew that if I did not warn Jack, she might fall, and the medallion would call to the Pearl…but if it did not, there would be no story…

"And then they made me their chief."

SPLASH!

Elizabeth's limp body fell into the sea. Jack jumped to his feet.

"Will you be saving her, then?" he asked the guards.

"They can't swim!" I said loudly. "Let me go!"

Did I mention this? I am the best swimmer in my class at Middle School. I can swim deep without passing out, because I can hold my breath for a long time. I think it runs in the family.

I stood at the edge of the Interceptor, spread my arms wide, and dived into the water.

It was COLD! Freezing! I swam as fast as I could to where I saw her body on the floor. The medallion! It was calling to the Pearl!

Damn, I thought bitterly as I first pulled Liz out of her dress, then tried to pull her up. But she was too heavy! Just then, I saw Jack swimming next to me, helping me carry her upward.

Our heads broke the surface of the water. We struggled to the dock, where Murtogg and Mullroy were waiting.

"Here," I said heavily, pushing Liz to those idiots.

"Got her, got her!" said Mullroy. He patted her face. "Not breathing!"

"Move!" said Jack, pushing him aside. He took out his dagger and cut her corset. She gasped for air, choking out water.

"Never would have thought of that," said Murtogg, surprised.

"Clearly you have never been to Singapore," I said briskly.

"The medallion," I whispered to Jack, picking it up from her neck. At first, Liz did not see me; her eyes were watching Jack.

"Where did you get that?" he asked quietly.

I looked up and saw Norrington and his men rush forward, weapons out.

I nudged Jack. He looked up just in time to see Norrington point his sword, saying, "On your feet."

Jack slowly got up. I grabbed Jack's belongings, but Murtogg snatched them away.

"Loser," I hissed. Elizabeth stood up and was covered by her father, Weatherby Swann. He took one look at Jack, at the corset in his hand, and yelled, "Shoot him!"

"Father!" said Elizabeth reproachfully. "Commodore, do you really intend to kill my rescuer?"

"Oh, so you're Commodore now, are ya?" I said, my hands on my hips.

Norrington's mouth dropped in horror. "You?" he said.

Elizabeth stared at me, too. "You!" she whispered.

"Yep!" I said happily. "I see you've grown up from the little eight-year-old you once were. How's Willy, BTW?"

"BTW?" said everyone.

"Oh," I said, turning pink. "I mean by the way…"

"Enough of this," said Norrington. "I think a thanks are in order for saving Miss Swann."

Oh No! If Norrington took Jack's hand, he'll pull up his sleeve and reveal his "Pirate" sign.

"Why, you're welcome," I said sweetly, holding out my hand. Norrington snorted. "You saved her? Ha! You're a girl!"

"Actually," said Jack, "She was the only one who knew how to swim fast enough to save said young lady."

Norrington looked from Jack to me, confused, but held out his hand to me nonetheless. I took it in my left hand.

Big mistake.

He pulled up my sleeve and saw the tattoo.

"Aha!" he shouted. "You really are the pirate that sailed eight years ago, aren't you?"

"Well, what do you think, ice cream head?" I said rudely.

He grabbed Jack's arm and pulled up the sleeve to reveal the P sign and the sparrow tattoo.

"Well, well…" said Norrington thoughtfully. "Jack Sparrow, isn't it?"

"Captain!" I spat. Everyone turned to look at me.

"Captain Jack Sparrow," I said more calmly. Jack smiled at me.

"Well, I do not see your ship, Captain," said Norrington mockingly looking around.

"I'm in the market, as it were," Jack replied coolly.

"He said he had come to commandeer one," said Murtogg proudly.

"I told ya he was tellin' the truth," said Mullroy, holding out jack's belongings to Norrington. "These are his, sir."

My own effects were in the hands of Murtogg.

Norrington examined his and my stuff like the nosy guy he is…

"…And I half expected it to be made out of wood," he said, after checking Jack's sword. "Well, he said, straightening up. "You are without doubt the worst two pirates I have ever heard of."

I sneaked over to Elizabeth, whispering, "Forgive us, but it will be the only way." She didn't look at me, but the puzzled expression that had taken over her features told me she had heard.

Jack and I were roughly dragged to the shackle holder. Jack was given his shackles first. Elizabeth ran forward, watching me stand with my arm gripped tightly .

"Commodore, I really must protest!" She said indignantly, standing in front of me and Jack. Yes! She'll be in direct contact with Jack so he could

trap her in his shackles.

"Pirates or not, these people saved my life!" she continued.

"Elizabeth," said Norrington. "One good deed is not enough to redeem a man or girl of a lifetime of wickedness."
"Though it does seem enough to condemn them," added Jack.

"Jack," I said, breathing in. "Do yourself a favor and don't talk."

"Indeed," said Norrington, not looking at me. I caught Jack's eye. Without words, we counted down from five…

Gilette finishing up the shackles; this man holds me even tighter.

Three…two…one

As Gilette moved away from Jack, he said, "Finally."

I socked the man in the nuts with my free arm, then knocked him out with a blow to the head, as Jack threw his shackles around Liz's neck. I quickly moved in front Elizabeth, glaring at the Navy. They were looking very scared indeed.

"As I said," I said to Liz. "It is the only way. We both know they won't listen to you…sorry."

Jack said to Norrington, "Commodore Norrington, my effects please, and my hat."

Nobody moved.

"Commodore!" said Jack loudly. Mullroy moved forward and placed the stuff in Elizabeth's hands.

"Don't forget my effects, too!" I shot at Murtogg, who handed my stuff to me reluctantly. I began to fix myself up, as Jack made Liz put on his stuff for him. She was angry, you could see it. As she fix up his belt, he said, "Easy on the goods, darling."

"You are despicable," she snarled at us. "Both of you."

"Sticks and stones," we said together.

"We're even now, anyway," I said.

"You save our lives, and we save yours," said Jack. Then he turned to the crew. "Gentlemen! Milady," he added.

"You will always remember this as the day that you almost caught Rema Emor," I said.

"And," Jack put in.

"Captain Jack Sparrow," we shouted in unison. Jack pushed Elizabeth towards them, as I ran as fast as I could from these ice cream heads. Jack swung above me. Jumping down on the other side, we ran as fast as we could through the village ahead, dodging bullets and looking for shelter.

"There!" I shouted to Jack. I pointed to the blacksmith Shoppe, where I knew we would have to go to get this story right.

AN-Who says that a girl cannot be a good pirate in their dreams?…this next chappie. We r gonna prove to those thirteen year old girls out there that we CAN fight!!!!!!!!