Just a brief note before the story begins: If you haven't noticed, this story has been re-vamped and re-done, so I would definitely go back and re-read the beginning chapters, because they are very crucial. So, go back and read those and then tell me what you think! I would love feedback on this new version of the story.

Chapter Four: Sparrow

Serenity, Swann Manor, age sixteen:

Serenity was making her way through the water-flooded streets of Port Royal, pressing her way through the wind and the rain that was pelting hard against her face, making it hard to see and to balance right.

"Darn you, Meg," she muttered, shaking her head to get the water out of her eyes. "Why did you have to run off again?"

It had become a custom for Meagan to run off lately; she had been doing it every other night, and tonight was no different.

Serenity shook her head again, this time getting the hair out of her eyes. Tonight, she had a bad feeling about Meagan running off, and usually her feelings turned out to be true. She only hoped that she was being paranoid and that nothing was going to happen to Meagan, although she doubted very highly that things would turn out that way.

It was getting dark and colder; the weather was getting more harsh and poor Serenity was soaked to the bone. She had now been looking for her friend for an hour and a half in the freezing cold rain.

She came upon a door and looked at it distastefully for a moment before looking away. Then she looked at it again. Well, maybe... she thought. Taking a deep breath and swallowing her pride and dignity, Serenity pushed the door open to the local tavern.

Instantly the smell of smoke and liquor hit her hard and she had to try hard not to vomit. Looking around, her resolve to never come in this place again hardening, her eyes searched for the form of her friend.

"I do say that if you do not get your hands off of me, you shall regret it very much," said Serenity fiercely to the guy who was now trying to touch her behind.

"Oh, a feisty one," the old drunkard muttered, toppling over and passing out on the ground.

Serenity looked down disgusted. She then stepped over the man and made her way into the throngs of drunken men.

Many more times old perverts grabbed her behind and many more times she had to threaten people; many more times she had to give the men a glimpse of her sword to make them back down a little bit.

Looking around, Serenity took a seat at the bar and tried yet again to see if Meagan was in here, which she knew that she was.

"What may I ask is such a beautiful thing such as yourself doing amongst all these drunkards?" asked the bar-tender, looking at Serenity.

She blushed a bit at the compliment, but didn't take it too seriously; the bar-tender was probably just looking for some action. "I am looking for a friend," she replied. "Might I have some water?"

The bar-tender smiled, which Serenity noticed, and went to get the young lass her order.

Serenity's eyes searched around for any glimpse of Meagan, and her eyes met with the form that she had been looking for all night. Leaving the bar, Serenity made her way slowly over to where her now plastered friend was sitting, flirting with a group of men.

There was a man that had come up behind Meagan and started kissing her cheek, her lips, her neck... Serenity's eyes narrowed as the mongeral started kissing her more fiercely on the neck.

"Scum bag," muttered Serenity, making a detour and ended up behind the man that was vandalizing Meagan in such a way that Meagan would regret had it been permitted to keep on going. Serenity skillfully took out her sword, so that nobody could see her do it, and put the tip of it in the man's (if you could call him that, thought Serenity.) back.

"If you do not stop what you are doing to her this instant, I shall have you slit open like an envelope and have your guts spilling out all over the ground, do you understand?" she hissed.

"What?" taunted the man, turning around and looking at her. "Is she your girl friend?"

Serenity had had enough. Her nerves were frazzled after worrying so much about Meagan and she was stretched dangerously thin emotionally that she couldn't take any more of his gibes. She pulled her fist back and before anybody in the vicinity knew what was happening, the man fell on the floor on his back side, his nose bleeding and broken. "Sister," hissed Serenity, resisting all urge to kick him while he was down.

Then she turned to Meagan and the group surrounding her. "So, does anybody else want a broken nose?" she asked.

They all shook their heads vigorously, eyes wide.

"Then I think it would be a wise idea to clear off and let me get her out of here without any trouble," replied Serenity, pushing passed the men that had gathered around while the man was vandalizing Meagan.

Just as Serenity had gotten over to Meagan she felt a hand turn her quickly around. It was a good thing Serenity had been in lots of fights as a child, because she now knew when somebody was going to try and hurt her. It was same man who had been getting inappropriate with Meagan, his nose dripping with blood, his face contorted with rage. He took his fist and pulled it back and thrust it as hard as he could into Serenity's face, hitting her left eye and her cheek. Serenity, as soon as she had regained herself, took her knee and dug it into his gut. Then, while he was doubled over she took him by the neck and slammed him on the table so that he was looking straight up at her. "If I ever see you again, a broken nose and a knee in the gut is not all that you shall receive, do I make myself clear?" she said, her voice reasonably still for how angry she was.

The man nodded, looking at her in horror.

"Good," she said, pulling him up and throwing him into the crowd of people, who were all staring at her in amazement. Then she went to Meagan and put an arm around her. "Come on, Meg, let's get out of this place."

She then turned to go and everybody parted to let her out; perhaps they did not want a piece of the pretty little thing after all.

Serenity shook her head to get her hair out of her face and caught sight of somebody watching her leave intently. She had to force her thoughts onto something else, although the person's face couldn't keep from popping up in her thoughts as she and Meagan made their way out of the tavern. He was the most handsome person that she had ever seen.

Serenity was stumbling as hard as she could against the rain to get home. Meagan had now passed out on account of all the alcohol that she had just consumed and was getting painfully heavy.

"Meg, you may be my sister, but you sure are heavy!" muttered Serenity, moving under an awning of a shop and putting Meagan down and sitting down herself and panting.

"And what's a pretty little piece of candy like yourself doing out here, alone?" said a voice, making Serenity jump up and put a hand on her sword.

"Who wants to know?" she asked, her grip tightening on the hilt of her sword.

The young man just shook his head. "What do you think would compel me to tell such a sweet little thing that?" he said, and Serenity, even though it was now the darkest part of night, could tell that he was smiling.

Serenity shook her head to get her hair out of her eyes and pulled out her sword. "I ask once again, who wants to know?" she said, her voice echoing through the empty streets.

Some of the rain clouds moved and the moon bathed the place where the three were in light. Serenity could see the man a little better. She could tell that he was very handsome, and that was for sure. He had dark hair that fell into his cobalt blue eyes and his smiled was handsome and accented him very well.

"You might want to put that thing away," he said. "You shan't need it."

Serenity didn't feel very assured. "Why should I trust you?" she asked, starting to get a little unnerved.

The man walked swiftly over to her and took her by the neck and pinned her against the wall of the neighboring building. "Maybe you shouldn't," he hissed, looking into her eyes. "But, then, maybe you should."

He leaned down and his lips brushed against hers. She turned her head violently to the left. She kicked him in the shins and she could hear a sharp intake of breath and a curse word and he let her go.

She kicked him in the other shin and stepped away from him as quickly as she could. She prayed that nothing would happen to Meagan as she tried to run. Ah, but she should have known better.

As soon as she tried to run, he tackled her to the ground and pinned her there by stradling her stomach and pinning her arms. He was slightly out of breath. "You should know that I always get what I want," he muttered and leaned down and started kissing her neck.

Serenity, with all of the might that she possessed, twisted and he, having loosened his grip on her arms by accident, fell off and his head hit the wall of the building to the side of them.

Serenity then let out a high pitched scream, and then another and then another.

He got back up and tackled her to the ground. But, this time she was prepared and got her arms loose and started punching him and scratching him and kicking him as hard as she could, all the while screaming for help.

He tore at her dress, making the front of her dress a lot lower than it was before, and showing a lot more cleavage than she liked to show. The skin where he had torn the dress was scratched also and burned.

Serenity managed to push him off of her and expected him to lunge at her again but was surprised when he didn't. The clouds had moved in front of the moon again and she couldn't see what had happened. But then she heard a voice grumble something that she couldn't hear, but it seemed to have done the trick. The man scurried off as fast as he could.

Serenity was panting and she was becoming aware of her lip beginning to swell and to start bleeding. Nevertheless, she decided that she could talk. "Thank you," she said into the night, not even sure if her rescuer was still there.

"Are you alright?" the voice was husky, and Serenity could tell that the person was concerned. "He didn't hurt you too bad, did he?"

Serenity shook her head. "Not too bad, no." she smiled. "Might I inquire as to what your name is, kind sir?"

There was a soft chuckle. "You might, yes." there was a pause. "Sparrow."

Serenity stood there for a moment, realization dawning on her. She smiled. "Might that be the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow?" she asked.

"It might," he replied. Then, "Do you need any help getting home?"

Serenity shook her head. "No, thank you. I have a brother that lives nearby and I think I can manage." she replied.

"If you're sure..." he trailed off, looking over to where Meagan was laying. "It's none of my business, but you may want to tell her to consume less alcohol next time."

Serenity shook her head and rolled her eyes. "I will," she said and he could detect, just from the sound of her voice that her friend was going to get the worst lecture of her life. Then, she smiled. "Thank you again for the help."

"No problem," he replied, making his way out of the alleyway. Serenity caught a glimpse of him as the clouds had moved from the moon again. He was the handsome person she had seen in the tavern. She smiled. She was infatuated already.

Serenity knocked on Will's door urgently, now dragging Meagan with her again. "Come on," she muttered.

In a moment she could hear the lock scraping and the door opening. Will's face peeked through and in a fraction of a second the door was pulled wide so that Serenity could come through.

She stumbled in, exhausted, almost dropping Meagan in the process.

Will hurried over and relieved his little sister of her burden. He looked her over. There was a bruise forming on her left eye and a bit on her cheek. He was slightly startled at that, but even more so at the shape that her dress was in.

He pulled Meagan into his arms and took her up to his room and laid her on his bed and came down with a shirt for Serenity to wear.

"Thanks, Will," she tiredly said, taking the shirt and pulling it on and buttoning it over her dress.

"What happened?" he asked, getting a cold wet rag for Serenity to put on her eye and cheek to help with the swelling.

Serenity smiled. "Thanks," she said gratefully as Will handed the rag to her. Then she got serious. "Meagan ran off again and I found in her a tavern and she was really drunk. Then, there was this guy kissing up on her, her cheeks, her lips, her neck, and I got really angry and went over there and told him that if he did not stop doing that to her I would slice him open like an envelope and let his guts spill out all over the ground."

Will smiled. "You never change, do you?" he asked, shaking his head. "Continue."

Serenity grinned for a second, then frowned again. "Well, then he asked if Meagan was my girl friend and I got really angry at that and punched him and broke his nose; well, he did not seem to like that much and then he returned the favor by hitting me in the face. Well, then I kicked him in the gut and we left.

"Well, when we were walking out Meagan passed out and I was having a hard time getting her over here, so I stopped to rest for a minute. Then, while I was resting, this guy came and tried to..." she shuddered for a minute and her eyes filled with tears. "He tried to...rape me."

Will sat up straighter. "If I had been there, he would have been dead." he snarled.

Serenity smiled. "I know he would have," she replied. "But... somebody came to my rescue and so the person wasn't successful."

Will smiled. "Did you find out who it was?" he asked.

Serenity shook her head. "No," she lied quickly. She didn't think it a good idea to tell Will that she had been helped by a pirate, let alone the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow.

"Well, I suppose that's okay," said Will, shaking his head. "As long as they helped, that is all I can ask for."

Serenity nodded and yawned. "I need some sleep, Will." she said.

Will looked at the ground. "I only have one bed here," he said apologetically. "And Meg's in it"
Serenity shook her head. "Then I shall just have to sleep on the floor somewhere." she said, smiling. "You do have extra pillows and blankets, though, right?"

Will nodded. "Of course," he replied, getting up and going to get a pillow and blanket for his little sister. "I apologize about you having to sleep on the floor; after everything that you've been through you should have had the bed."

Serenity shook her head and moved from her seat at the table. She held her back for a minute as a sharp pain shot through it.

"Are you alright?" asked Will, looking concerned.

Serenity nodded and smiled. "I just got a small cramp, nothing more." she said, taking the pillow and blanket from Will. "Where are you going to sleep?"

"Somewhere," muttered Will, looking around.

Serenity rolled her eyes and went up to Will's small room and found a piece of floor to lay on and curled up and pulled the blanket over her head and fell into Sparrow filled dreams.

Alrighty, then, there is that chappie. I hope ya'll liked. Sorry I haven't updated this for awhile. I was trying to re-vamp it and make it better. Anyway, R&R, it will make my day!