Title: To Save a Family

Chapter 3: Generations Collide

Author: Elf Toshiba

E-mail: ElfToshiba@yahoo.com

Disclaimerz:

Elf: *yawns and rubs eye* Hi y'all! What's shaking? Nothing over here. Damn, but I needed to get this story out. It was disturbing me, running around in my head when I should have been asleep and preparing for classes - yea, yea. It's summer and all, but I have to take a math course to help me with college. Can y'all believe it? Lil' Elffie in college. Scary, that. Okay, now that y'all are prolly ready to get to the story, here are the real disclaimers:

I DO NOT OWN PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN. I wish I did though. They belong to Disney and all associated people. Yea. Dammit.

However, I DO own most of the characters IN this story. Jack Sparrow and Will Turner being the obvious exceptions to the rule.

This story involves a LOT of time-travel, so much so that it'll get confusing pretty fast. If I get enough questions, I'll set out a character map thing to help y'all out. It may help, it may not. Who knows? We'll only find out. Catch ya at the end!

Note!: Major character description on Jax and Jack! Incase anyone was wondering what they looked like.

And I got a review! YAY! Thanks go to my first reviewer: brdgmnk! Thanks for your review!

Chapter 3: Generations Collide

"What the HELL do you mean that you're my great-granddaughter!?" Jax yelled, jumping up from her position on the carpet. "That's not possible! I don't even have kids!"

"I - well, you see the thing is," Astrid started, "We're," she gestured to Andy and herself, "well, we're from the future."

"Right. You expect us to believe that?" Jack said, as he righted himself on the couch. "Time travel is bullshit."

"No, it's not and we can prove it to you, if you'll just let us explain!" Astrid cried desperately, tears welling in her eyes.

"You can? How?" Jax spat out, beginning to pace.

"With this." Andy replied, unzipping his bag and removing the small cube. "This is called a MechaTime. It's how we got here."

"So you're saying that - that little cube transported you from the future to the past?"

"Yea. See?" Andy dropped the cube to the floor and watched Jax and Jack's reactions as it enlarged to the proper size.

"That's not possible. That's just not possible!" Jax said, the anger in her eyes leaving and confusion replacing it. She stopped pacing and sighed. "How is that possible?" Andy placed a hand on the box and it reduced to its normal size. He replaced it in his bag.

"We are from the future." Astrid said, feeling a little guilty for springing this on her great-grandmother. "We're from the year twenty fifty-one. We came back to the past to warn you that a descendant of Barbossa is, well, he's trying to kill you. He found out about the MechaTime and was planning to use it to come here and kill you, y'know, finish up his ancestor's work."

"Why?" Jack asked, "Why would someone from the future want to come back here and kill Jax?"

Andy sighed. "We don't know. All we know is that, for some reason that the decedents of the original Barbossa have all wanted revenge on all Turners, Sparrows and Swanns for something that happened three hundred years ago!"

Jax looked up. "I think I know why." She went back to the parcel and opened it again. Withdrawing a book, she said, "This was the original Jack Sparrow's diary. It has been handed down from generation to generation. I remember reading something in it about the original Will Turner and Jack - that they killed the original Barbossa or something." She sat down and began leafing through the book. "Here it is. It says something about a curse being broken - the Curse of the Aztec Gold or something - and Jack using the one bullet in his pistol to shoot Barbossa. I don't get it though. Barbossa wasn't married, but how - oh. OH! He must have had offspring with a whore who gave that kid Barbossa's surname. That must be how his line survived. It should have ended with him, but it didn't."

"You see now? We came back here to protect you from him. I mean, Les Barbossa, the guy from our time."

Jack looked to his sister, who was still paging through the journal. "Were there anymore MechaTime things left around?" he asked.

"Yea, I think so, but it's gonna be a lot harder for Barbossa to get one." Andy replied.

"Why?"

Astrid looked sheepish. "We messed up and nearly got caught. But, it ended up working in our favor. They'll mac up security in there to prevent something like this from happening again." Jax looked up from perusing through the book.

"Mac up? What's that mean?"

"It means that they'll heighten security."

"Oh. Is there anyway for them to track you?" Astrid shook her head.

"My Aunt Anya works there. There's no way for them to track one of the Mecha. They did try though, but it messed with the machine's computers. It wouldn't work or something."

"Okay. We believe you, but you can't tell anyone else about this, okay? This stays in the family, in more ways than one. If anyone asks, you're our cousin." Jax said, closing the journal. "Our parents are out of town until late July, early August. We need to get this mess cleared up before they come home. Savvy?"

"Savvy." Astrid affirmed. "There's just one thing - "

"Jax!" the door to the porch slammed open and six kids and several animals ran through. "Jax, we just - we saw - " a girl, by the looks of it the oldest in the group of kids, panted out.

"Whoa, Addi, calm down." Jax said, getting up from her perch on the couch, "Sit. Breathe. What happened?"

"Barbossa! He's out!" Mark cried, "We just saw him, he was coming up the beach. We - "

"Hold up a minute," Jack said, reaching out and gathering one of the kids into his arms. "Are you saying that Com's out of prison?"

"YES!" Adele Sparrow shouted, holding out her arms for emphasis. "He didn't see us, but we got here as soon as we saw him."

The twins and the time travelers shared a look. "Okay, here's what we're gonna do about this. Addi, you get Annie and Tobi out of their swimsuits. Tommy, Randi and Mark, you three go change as well." Jack said, holding Tobias out to Addi. The four kids nodded and left for the second floor.

"Jax, you call the prison and see if it really is Com." Jax nodded in the affirmative and went to the kitchen phone. He turned to the other two. "Are you both sure that your Barbossa couldn't get a time machine?"

"We're pretty sure. Look, we'll have a look around and see if it's our guy. But just in case it's your Barbossa, we're gonna wait for Jax to get off of the phone. Okay?" Andy said, and Jack nodded.

They heard Jax sigh and watched as she hung up the phone. "It's not our guy."

"So it's Les. Damn it!" Astrid growled in frustration, "He wasn't supposed to be able to follow us. What did we do wrong?"

"Nothing. He might have just gotten one of this time thingys before you did and waited to use it." Jax said with another sigh as she plopped down beside her great-granddaughter.

"But how would he know when we were coming?"

"Who knows? He might have gotten here a few days ago. I'll check with my friends and see if anyone's been looking for me. But now, we gotta keep it quiet. The littles are coming back down." And true to her word, the younger kids walked back down the stairs.

"Hey, Jax, are Astrid and Andy gonna stay with us?" Mark asked, sitting down on a floor pillow near the edge of the couch.

"Yea. They're both staying." Jax stood and the other three eldest followed. "Look, me and Jack will show them to their rooms, savvy? Then we're gonna get changed. Be back down in a few." The afor mentioned teens trooped up the stairs to the second floor landing, Astrid and Andy holding tight to their bags.

"Wow. You've got a big family. How many are there?" asked Andy, as they went up another set of steps to the third floor.

"In all, including mum and dad, there's ten of us. And another on the way." Jack answered. Andy laughed. "Yea, big family, I know. Jax and I are the eldest, at eighteen. Then there's Adele, who's sixteen, Thomas, who's thirteen, Randi, who's ten, Mark, who you first met, he's eight. Then the two youngest, Bethany and Tobias, at five and three, respectively. The new one's due sometime in October or November."

"Yikes, that must have been hard being the two oldest." Astrid said, as Jax opened a door that lead into a beautifully decorated room, decked out in light shades of green and blue, with a large canopy bed covered in a silvery comforter with pillows toss across it. The walls were covered in painting of times long past, displaying grand pirate ships and a colorful mural of a seascape. Astrid's mouth formed an 'O' of surprise.

"You two will be staying here, okay? My room and Jax's are just down the hall." Jack said, beginning to unzip his wet suit, "We're just going to go change, then we'll be back." The twins exited the room.

"This room is wicked." Astrid finally said, turning in a full circle to fully see the room, "This is really, really kickin'."

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"So, you really believe them, huh?" Jack asked his sister as they walked down the corridor to their own rooms.

"Yea. My instincts are telling me to trust them. And I always follow my instincts." Jax commented, reaching the door to her own room. "I'll only be a minute."

"Savvy. I'll meet you back in Astrid and Andy's room." Jack replied before going into his own room.

Jax's room was much like the guest room, only in different colors. Her walls had been hand painted and very painstakingly made to look like a red and gold sunset. She and Jack had both done a base coat of a golden yellow then had sponged a dark red color onto it, to get the effects of the sunset. Her bed was, characteristically, unmade and the sheets twisted haphazardly together under the light blue canopy of the oak bed. The dark blue comforter contrasted nicely with the amber colored sheets, which were currently residing half on her bed, and half on the dusky gold carpet. The teen sighed and began to pick her way through the mess that cover the carpet. Tossing discarded and dirty clothes into her hamper, making a mental note to do her laundry later, she grabbed a pair of clean shorts, undergarments and a black dragon and kanji tank top.

She unzipped the wet suit and hung it on a hanger that was hung on one of the canopy bars. Her bathing suit soon followed, before she observed herself in the mirror. She unconsciously trailed a finger over a slightly raised scar on her right side. She looked at a second scar, this one on her left upper arm. Neither scar tanned, the doctors at the hospital had told her that. It wasn't that she was self-conscious of the pair, they just brought back memories that she wished would stay dead. Other than that, her body was in good shape. Dark auburn hair that fell to the middle of her back and dark emerald colored eyes that were set into slightly almond shaped eyes; a small, slightly turned up nose and dark pink lips completed her facial features. Next was a nice sized chest that tapered down to a flat stomach and slim waist, then to long legs, was what her form held. Because of her normal time outside, she was darkly tanned and had natural highlights from the sun in her normally dark auburn hair.

She sighed again and slipped into her undergarments. Pattering back to her bed, she slipped into the shorts and tank top before grabbing the slightly damp wet suit and taking it to the joined bathroom that she shared with Jack. She walked out into the hall and shut her door behind her before making her way to the guest room.

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Like his sister's room, Jack's had been hand painted to look like a sunrise, with splashes of light violets and blues thrown into the light oranges. His bed was nearly the same as Jax's, only the colors were different. Instead of having a light blue canopy, his was a dark red, with a dark silver comforter and onyx sheets. His room was just as messy, though.

As he pealed the suit off, he glanced at his reflection in a full length mirror that hung on his closet door. Nearly black hair, shot through with sun kissed highlights, lighter colored eyes than his twin, set into the same shaped eyes, the same upturned nose and pink lips, followed by a goatee and a graceful neck that tapered to well-muscled shoulders and chest. A slight six pack was preceding a small trail of hair that disappeared into his wet suit and Speedo suit. His legs were well toned from hours or sports and surfing the waves. He got out of the wet and Speedo suit before pulling on a pair of plaid boxers and kacki long shorts followed by a grey muscle shirt.

Jack spared one glance behind him to his room before deciding to just leave it as it was. He grabbed the wet suit and strode from the room, shutting the door and going to hang his suit in the bathroom.

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The four teen had regrouped in the guest room and were trying to figure out what to do about Barbossa. Astrid and Jax were both for turning him into the police - after they had kicked his ass first. Andy and Jack were trying to dissuade the girls from bringing physical harm to someone else, even if they deserved it. And, apparently, Les Barbossa deserved a major ass kicking. Finally, Andy came up with an idea that all four teens agreed on - Jax and Astrid giving in VERY reluctantly.

The plan was for Andy and Astrid to lay low, and the twins to go about life as normal, but to be wary for the eminent attack from Les Barbossa. While they would be laying low, the two time travelers would come up with a plan to send Barbossa back to the future - before he could hurt anyone.

"Just one question," Jax said, getting up and stretching from her position on the edge of the bed, "Earlier, when we were talking, just before the littles came back, Astrid, you were about to say something. What was it?"

Astrid thought for a moment before her confusion faded. "Oh, you mean when I said, 'There's just one thing'?" Jax nodded in the affirmative. "Well, I had gotten to thinking, if Barbossa knows that you're my ancestor, as well as Jack Sparrow's, what's stopping him from going all the way back to the original Jack Sparrow? And killing him, instead of you? That way the whole Sparrow line - " she broke off, understanding dawning on her face. "That little sonofabitch! Look, we've got a problem now."

The twins looked at each other in confusion for a moment before understanding dawned on their faces. "You mean to tell us that - "

" - Les Barbossa might try and go back in time to kill the original Jack Sparrow, then yes! That's what I'm saying!" Astrid said, horror written on her face. She looked to Andy. "We gotta stop this!"

"How? Does Barbossa even know when Sparrow began having off-spring?"

"He might. I know the month and year." Jack spoke up, standing and looking at the other three. "It was in August of seventeen twenty, Jack had a son by Anamaria. You two get to pick the date that you go back. Hurry." He sighed. "We'll cover for you, tell the kids that you two were really tired and that they can't disturb you, savvy? Don't come back on June twentieth, come back on the twenty-first."

Jax looked at her great-granddaughter. "Have a safe journey, you two. Come back safe." She hugged the other two teens and watched as Andy got the MechaTime from his duffle and let it fall to the floor. Watched as they walked into it and as the colorful wall went up between them and she could only see their indistinct outlines. Heard them as Astrid called out the information. Watched as they disappeared.

Jack put an arm around her. "Already have the maternal instincts out, huh?" Jax nodded.

"Right in one, big brother. C'mon we gotta go fix dinner for the kids." With that, they trooped down stairs to the loud t.v., and sound system going off, to the happy chatter of the kids.

"What d'y'all want for dinner?" Jack called over the noise. The majority of the kids called out for pizza, while the minority, meaning Annie and Tobias, asked for peanut butter and jelly.

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Year: 1720

Port Royal

"Oh, HELL no." Was the first thing that Astrid said when she caught sight of her outfit. This time instead of shorts and tank tops, she was in a very long gown - that was very uncomfortable and hot. Andy had to bite his lip to keep from laughing out loud at his girlfriend's look of anger. He was quite happy with what he ended up with, a pair of tan britches, and white poofy shit and a vest in the same color as the pants. The only part he was disgruntled about were the socks that went up and under the pants, and the shoes. In his opinion, he'd prefer his trainers any day to these things.

"Why not? I think it looks good." he commented, looking at their surroundings - which was an out-of-the-way ally. "At least no one noticed our arrival."

"Yea, that's a good thing, but this isn't!" Astrid whined, sounding very childish. "I HATE dresses. And this is most definitely not the exception!"

"Look," Andy began, grabbing her hand and turning her to him, "The sooner we find Jack Sparrow, the sooner we can get out of here, okay?"

Astrid sighed. "Savvy."

"Good, let's go." Andy peered around the ally opening to assure that no one was look their way. A sudden thought hit him. "Astrid, isn't Jack captain of a ship? Why would he be here, in Port Royal?"

"Shit, you're right. He was really good friends with Will Turner, though; maybe Will'll know where to find him." she said, then stopped. "How do we find Will?"

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End notes: Cliffie, again. Argh! I can't seem to stop. Well, all of you know where to find him, but apparently the teen time travelers don't. That just sucks! *laughs* Next chapter, Chapter Four: Three Turners, One Sparrow and a Time Machine. Check you later!

Elffie