"This is the day your will all remember as the day you almost caught Captain Jack Spa-"

Jack fell over the side of the bell tower where Will, Elizabeth, Governor Swann, Commodore Norrington and his men were standing. He plunged into the water below. He looked over at the Black Pearl that was waiting for him. He smiled and swam towards it. After he had been heaved onboard and barked some orders, he headed to the helm and began to sail away from Port Royal.

He thought about this adventure that had just ended; he had his revenge with Barbossa, escaped from Norrington, thanks to Will, and finally had the Pearl all to himself. Jack looked at his compass that wouldn't point North, and started humming to himself. "And really bad eggs, drink me up hearties yo ho!"

*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~ "Okay!Okay! You win! I'm exhausted! Lets stop, savvy?" An older man put down his sword and sat on a barrel, laying his sword on a table next to him and taking a swig of dirty water.

"Oh, Uncle Fin, I think your getting too old to fight!" said a young girl the old man was fighting. He laughed at this, "Always cocky, Amera. You're always optimistic! Just like your father was." Amera looked up at him when he said this. "You fight like 'em too!" She walked over and sat down next to him on a barrel. "So, was my father.a good man? You've told me about the adventures you two had, and that he was one of the most famous pirates. But, I don't know much about him besides his piracy. Did he even love my mother?"

"Aye, he did. And she loved 'em. That night, when he found out that she was kidnapped, we went after her, and he wouldn't turn back until he had her in his arms again." Amera stared down at the ground, "And that's when.when he was killed, murdered by those pirates, they were enemies." she stood up and walked over to the front door of the barn. Her Uncle Fin followed her and put his hand on her shoulder, reassuringly.

"He was a good man, Amera. He was loyal to you mother, he believed in me and his crew. And he loved you more than life itself," She stared out over the port of Tortuga, their barn was in the outskirts of it. "He told me to take care of you, no matter what. I've stayed true to that, you shouldn't worry about 'em anymore. You've got your whole life ahead of you. Leave the memories of 'em behind; come on, I'll buy you a drink!" He smiled and began walking toward the port, Amera stayed where she was.

"I'm not in the mood for rum, Fin. Go on without me." She walked up into the hills of Tortuga, Fin sighed and made his was into the port.

She sat on the edge of a cliff on a rock, looking out past the port at the ocean's horizon. She put her hand on the necklace she had. Her father gave it to her before he left to find Amera's mother. There was a black sapphire pendent on the chain of the necklace, she look the necklace off and looked at it. She though about that horrible memory, only her Uncle Fin and some of the crew came back. Her mother and father were both murdered by the pirates. Jonathan and Wendy Knightly, her parents. A tear ran down her cheek, remembering that day her father left. She was eight years old, seventeen years ago. It was Still vivid in her mind.

She looked up at the sunset. It was orange and pink, turning into a dark purple. She wiped the tears from her dark blue eyes. Still she held onto the necklace, staring at the pendent. Ever since that day, she hadn't been able to open that locket. She tucked her long, straight brown strands of hair behind her ears. Then she put the necklace back on and stood up. She was about to head back to the barn near the port of Tortuga, but then froze, looking at the ocean. It was a ship, coming into port. She wasn't sure which until it came closer. Her eyes widened, the Black Pearl.