~This is my first fan fic, so please don't hate it. I would love some reviews...~

~Chapter One~

Judy opened the door and screamed.

"Judy? Judy, what's wrong?" Kate asked running up behind her.

"Nothing, nothing, just Whiskers," Judy said, picking up the ancient cat, "I'm surprised she lasted as long as great grandpa." Judy put her back down and continued up the stairs to the attic. This house belonged to her great grandfather, and he had just died. Judy had been grief stricken. She and her great grandfather had been very close. She was here with her sister to clean out his belongings so that their parents could sell the house. Judy didn't like that idea, and thought that they should keep it, but her parents thought otherwise. Judy stopped at the top of the stairs to look at her sister. Katie had gone to clean out somewhere else. Judy sighed, and opened the second door. Judy was met with a billow of dust from the floor. Judy coughed and waved at it. When the dust cleared, Judy looked around. No one had been up here in a long time. She went over to a pile of books, and blew some dust off them. She picked up the first one carefully, one, because she had a great respect for old books, and two, this was an OLD book, and it looked like it itself would turn to dust with the wrong movement. Judy pulled up an old chair from the corner, sat down and put the book in her lap. On the front, it said 'Sparrow'. Judy smiled. This was one of her great grandfathers favorite stories, though she had never seen this book.
Jack Sparrow and pirates were something her great grandfather had talked to her about as a child. He told her about when he was a very young boy, and pirates were just a myth. But he had still dreamed about becoming one. Judy always thought that these were the best kind of stories, about tales on the high seas, bloody battles, and broken hearts, but her parents would have none of it. They didn't think it was right to be filling a little girls head with such thoughts, but Judy listened anyway.
Judy was smiling as she opened the book. It disappeared in a flash of light. Judy felt herself falling out of her chair in surprise and when she landed, it knocked the breath out of her. When she finally found her bearings, she looked around to see if Kate had run upstairs to check on her. But what she saw was not her great grandfather's attic, but what looked like the deck of a ship. Judy stood up, but fell back down when she felt the boat tilting beneath her. What the hell? she thought as she climbed over to the rail. When she tried to stand up again, she succeeded. She looked out beyond the side and saw a giant ocean, and shore.
"Hey, you!!!'' Judy whirled around in surprise, to see a lean man in a dirty shirt, baggy pants tucked into old fashion boots, and a tri-pointed hat on his rugged black hair. "What are you doin' on my ship?" He asked her, strutting forward, taking her in with his nearly-black brown eyes. "I don't take kindly to stow aways." he said, grabbing her by the arm. "Let me go!!" she screamed, pulling out of his grasp, "I have no idea why I'm here, and I'm no stow away. So leave me be!"
The man grabbed her arm again and started to drag her to the lower decks. Judy pulled away so hard she fell over the rail and landed into the water. Judy started struggling against the current but it was just too strong. It dragged her under. As she thought she was going to drown here, where didn't know where she was, she felt strong arms wrap around her and pull her above water. When he got her back on the ship, some more people were on deck to see what the commotion was all about. "Who's she, Capt'n?" asked a slender young black man. "I dunno," the captain replied, then turned to Judy, "who are you, darlin'?"
"My name's Judy, and I might take kindly to ask you the same."
"Oh, little ol' me? I'm Capt'n Jack Sparrow. Maybe you heard o' me?"