"Move out you dogs! We've got what we came for!" Dova's first mate shouted. As Dova's crew rushed out, some of them limping thanks to Anna and her gun, Anna ducked back under the table, hoping that she had not been seen.

As Anna waited there silently, her mind began to race. I didn't see anyone when I was up there! What has happened to them?

Just then, as the last pirate straggled out, she heard something, someone calling for her. It was Alex!

"Anna! Anna where are you?" He sounded panicked.

"I'm here!" she called. She heard many sighs of relief. "Where are you?"

"By the doors to the kitchen."

Anna crawled out from under the table. There were no bodies on the floor, so she guessed that Dova's men had either carried the dead away or no one had died. Guessing probably that no one had died, she ran to her companions, who were tied up on the floor. She grabbed up a sword and slit the bonds that tied them. Some rubbing wrists and ankles, the group stood.

"Anna, please don't tell me that they took her! Please!" Elizabeth cried. Anna took her new friend's hands gently.

"I am sorry, Elizabeth, but they did. Dova took Felicity."

Elizabeth paled and slid to her knees. Will went down next to her and wrapped his arms about her.

Suddenly, Anna realized someone was missing. Two someone's. "Where are Calvin and Devin?" she asked her uncle. He shook his head sadly.

"Dova took them, too, Anna. I'm sorry."

Anna looked down at the sword in her hands, the anger rising in her chest. She let the anger fill her, and the sorrow, the hate, until there was noting left. A distant voice was calling her name. "Anna. Anna." Suddenly, she snapped out of it.

"Anna, are you okay?" Anna looked to the speaker. It was Alex, and he was holding her in his arms. She realized she was breathing heavily and her knuckles were white and hands sore from gripping the hilt of her sword. She wriggled from his grip.

"I'm all right. I'm fine." She was silent for a moment. "I have to go after him. I have to go after Dova."

"Anna, are you sure you want to?" Alex asked.

"Yes. Dova has taken two of my men, and your sister. If we don't catch him soon, he'll kill her."

Elizabeth gasped. "W- why?"

"Because he think she's me. Dova wants me dead."

"Why?" Will asked. Anna looked over at Jack, who nodded.

"Dova wants revenge on me for killing his cousin, Barbossa. He had been trying to kill me for thirteen years, before that night he met Anna aboard my ship. Yeh see, Anna lived with me on the Pearl for five years after her mother, who was my sister, and her father had died.

"We were sailing along quite nicely, when a storm suddenly came up. I ordered the crew to turn the ship around, but Dova's ship, the Devastator was closing in on us. I had the ship anchored and the sails taken down. Anna, who was eleven at the time, was up at the upper most sails when strong winds snapped the rope she was holding on to and threw her into the mast. She was knocked unconscious and had a nice gash on the side of her head. I took her to her room, where I thought she'd be safe. I was wrong." He looked to Anna to continue.

"I woke up quickly, and at first couldn't process what was going on. When I finally did, I rushed out to join the fight, where I found Jack and Dova locked in a duel." She looked to Jack.

"Dova finally over powered me. He was ready to kill, but Anna rushed up and fought him. She knocked his sword away-"

"Only to get a dagger along my chest." She moved part of her shirt to show the scar. "And now Dova wants to kill me as revenge on Jack. He still does not know I have my own ship, though. That will play to our advantage."

After a small pause for everyone to take in the background story, Elizabeth said, "Well what the hell are we standing around here for! Let's go get my baby back!"

"Mother!" Alex said with a surprised tone, "I've never heard you say anything like that."

"I.don't.care," she said with extreme force.

Just then the sound of the alarm bells came pouring into the house, along with the screams and yells of the towns people and the town crier, "Pirates! Pirates in the fort! All men on guard!"

"Let's go," ordered Will.

They raced down to the docks only to find total mayhem. The soldiers were firing at the Devastator and its crew was firing back as they sailed away. Jack and Anna started toward they're ships. When they reached the dock, Anna stopped and looked over at Jack.

"No time to row," Anna said as she dove into the water and started to swim to her ship. Jack followed.

As Anna boarded her ship, she looked around, where the hell is my crew? She looked around only to find her crew gone. At the pub, no. "Dova."

Anna was standing in shock when she heard Jack yelling from the Pearl.

"He stole my crew! The bloody ass stole my crew! Who the hell steals somebody else's crew! He must be damned in the head! I swear if he does anything to any one them, I'll, I'll, I'll hurt him really bad-hang him from the masts by his damned head-then kill him! Anna, he stole my crew!" he shouted to her.

"No, really? I didn't know," she shouted back, "He took mine, too. Hey Uncle."

"What!"

"Why are we screaming?"

"Because the bloody ass stole our crews!"

"Get everyone else out onto your boat, ok?"

"It's a ship! A crewless ship!"

~*~

Once everyone had rowed out to the Black Pearl they all assembled on the upper deck. Except Jack, who was standing on the mast near the crow's nest mumbling to himself, "Now all I've got is a crewless boat- ship. Damn that girl!"

"Jack come down now!" he heard Anna call. He looked down at her; she was standing with her arms crossed, glaring at him. He ignored her and looked away. She had stopped calling him anyway. Suddenly, Anna's hand came sharply across his face.

"What the hell was that for?" he yelled, surprised.

"You're moping, Jack. I cannot afford moping, not now." Anna looked at him sternly for a moment, and then her face softened. "Will you come down? I cannot take either of these ships out of port on my own. You know that."

"I know Anna. Just leave me be for a moment longer."

"I am not leaving you alone. You have been moping about up here for long enough. Anyway, you need to come down and sort things out with us before Elizabeth loses her mind from worry."

Jack cracked his niece a grin. "All right, I'll come down." Jack and Anna then returned to the main deck and proceeded to the upper deck.

"Alright," Alex started, "what do we know."

"That the dirty pirate took my baby," Elizabeth cried.

"And Calvin and Devin," Anna added.

"And for the last time the bloody man stole my crew!" Jack yelled.

"Uncle Jack will you please shut the hell up." Anna ordered.

Then Will chimed in, "Ok, ok we know that he took Felicity because he thought that she was Anna. And, that he took Jack's crew cause he didn't want Jack to follow him, and he knew that you couldn't sail that ship with only four people."

"Which brings up another point," Alex said. "Why didn't he kill us when he had the chance?"

Now much more calmed down and just taking in everything that was said, Jack answered that question, "He wanted us to suffer."

Everyone stared at Jack for a moment, and then Elizabeth spoke up, "So what do we do now?"

"Jack, Alex, Will and I will sail out to Tortuga, pick up a crew and go after Dova. We can take my ship. It can be crewed by just us four," Anna answered.

"And you really think that I'm staying here?" Elizabeth said smartly.

"No, there is no way I'm letting you do this whole evil pirate business again," Will ordered.

"Will, if I can defeat a whole crew of undead pirates with the help of a drunk pirate and another pirate who thought he was a blacksmith, then there is no harm in me doing it again, with the same drunk, same other pirate who only thinks he's a governor now, my son and the best lady pirate ever."

"Why thank you Elizabeth," said Anna.

"That's it mother!" Alex said encouragingly.

"I'm not a drunk!" Jack pouted. "Well, not anymore. Well, not so much anymore."

"Don't kid yourself Jack," Will said truthfully. "Now you can come, Elizabeth, but you have to be careful."

"Oh shut up, Will," Elizabeth yelled. "My baby is gone and I can do whatever I damn well please."

"Alright then, let's go," Anna ordered. "Onto the Navigator."

"What about provisions, extra clothing, weapons?" asked Alex.

"Oh Dear Lord, Alex, have you no sense of adventure whatsoever! We'll pick all of that up in Tortuga." Anna mocked.

Alex blushed almost as red as Anna's deep red hair. "Oh, right," he said unsurely.

Will looked around. "I cannot leave with out writing something. The navy will come after us. I'll write a quick letter, then we can leave, if that is all right."

"Fine by me. Jack?"

"Go right ahead. I really don't want the British Navy after us."

"All right then. I'll be back soon."

"We'll be here."

~*~

The Devastator floated silently on the deep waters of the Caribbean. Captain Dova waited silently in his stateroom for his first mate to arrive with Felicity from the lower decks where she was being held, along with Jack and Anna's crews. A moment later Peter Shore arrived with Felicity all tied up and with same bag over her head as she had the day she was kidnapped.

"Now Miss Sparrow I'm afraid you have disappointed me greatly," Dova started as Shore sat her down, "I know that your clothing is much different from when I first met you three years ago, but your entire nature is different. And not to mention you attitude."

Then Shore took off the bag, and instead of a fiery redhead, with piercing green eyes, and the urge to break free and kill Dova; there was a dainty brunette, with brown eyes from which silent tears were streaming.

Dova's eyes widened as they scanned Felicity. He looked with shock rushing throughout his whole body when his widened eyes fell upon her chest. No scar. He thought to himself. It's not her. This isn't Anna. I got the wrong damn child!

"I'm not who you think I am," pleaded Felicity, "please don't hurt me, my name is Felicity Turner. That's what I was trying to tell you, but you wouldn't listen. Pease just don't hurt me."

"Oh damn, you actually think that after all the things you've seen all the trouble you've put me through, you actually think I'm going to let you live! I have you know- wait. Turner you say? As in William Turner, is he your father? And you're grandfather what do you know of him?" Captain Dova no longer wanted to kill her; he was most interested in what she had to say.

"W-well yes, my father is Will Turner, and my grandfather is Mr. Swann the old governor, but I never knew my other one. And my father never told me anything about him." Felicity explained.

"So little Willy's ashamed of old Bootstrap," Dova said maliciously. "Figures, he still won't admit that he's got pirates blood in him."

"Pirate! Do you mean?"

"Yes, your old granddaddy was a pirate and so is your father."

"No, no it can't be true!"

"Well it is little missy, so shut up about it!" he shouted, "well you might have set us back in our plans, but at least they still have a reason to come after us."

"What do you mean Captain?" asked Shore.

"Don't you pay attention to anything? On the night we captured little miss prissy over here Jack was at her house, and with her parents no doubt. And governors don't usually let scoundrels like us and Sparrow into their house for afternoon tea. Jack knows this girls father, Bootstrap's son-Will Turner. He was the blacksmith that helped Jack take the Pearl from my cousin, Barbossa. Sparrow was the captain of the Pearl when they committed the mutiny."

"So what are you going to do now?" Felicity asked.

"Well, you're going back to your humble abode downstairs and us, we wait. And once our visitors arrive, our young Anna will get a run in with this." He then pulled a curved dagger out of its sheath that had diamonds encrusted in the entire hilt.

"What's that?" Felicity asked with fear.

"This be something I picked up off of one of the pirate ships we took over. It be a cursed dagger one small cut and within three weeks you're dead."

"Three weeks? What do you mean?"

"Just listen," he held the dagger close to his face and read an inscription written on the blade.

If one should be touched by my blade, Twenty-one days have those they love to find the cure within, Or forever shall the victim walk the world of death, Giving the holder their soul and strength. But if the cure be found, Half the time the holder has to cure thyself Or vanish from this earth.

Then Dova flipped the blade over and read from the other side.

To the Isle of Diamonds go thee, For there thee will find the answers thy seek.

"Translation please?" Felicity asked politely.

"It means that once I stab Jack's dear niece, her and Jack will have three weeks to find the cure for the poison that will be in her system from the dagger." He explained. But then his voice dropped to a raspy whisper, "but don't tell anyone."

~*~

Jack breathed in the moist, salty air of Tortuga, as Will, Elizabeth, and Alex choked, "Ah, Tortuga, a diamond in the rough."

"Diamond, diamond! You know Jack, I'd really like to know your definition of a diamond," pleaded Alex.

"For your information, Alexander, Tortuga holds and held some of the finest pirates in history," snapped Jack.

"And some of the worst whores," added Anna.

"And some of the finest rum," Jack said aimlessly.

"Well, you would know," mumbled Alex.

"I'll have you know that if you don't shut your rambling trap, I'll cut out your tongue and feed it to the rats," he threatened.

"Try me, Jack," replied Alex.

"Why you-" but then he was cut off.

"Jack." It was Will.

"Alright," he answered sharply, "and that's Captain Sparrow to you."

Alex stood, gave Jack a smirk, and walked away.

The crewless ship sailed into port at the most rundown, dirty, congested town in the entire Caribbean.

Anna was up on the mast staring at an old mansion on a hill on the outskirts of town.

"What's out there?" Will climbed up the rope and sat down next to her.

"My old house," she replied, "and one of the best friends I have ever had. Damien LaGraff."

"Oh where did you meet him?" Will asked.

"Well I never really met him, I just was with him. You see we grew up together and just-were. We did everything together-you couldn't separate us when we were children. But when my mother died I went to live with my father on the Navigator for two years and I saw him about every two months. But when my father died also, I went to live with Jack on the Black Pearl and I only saw him once a year or so for five years. Then when I had that little run in with Dova, I was injured and went and stayed with him for about three months to heal before Uncle Jack made me go back and captain my father's ship. And I've only seen him once since then, when his father died. His mother left right after he was born so he's lived alone since he was 15."

"Alone at 15. Well, I at least got taken in by Mr. Swann so I didn't need to live alone."

"Well what do you expect, she was a pirate with the most honorable reputation of sleeping with anyone who was drunk enough."

"So how has he been since?" he asked.

"That's why I'm so nervous, I haven't talked to him since."

"I'm sure he's fine. If he's anything like you he'll be able to take care of himself," Will gave Anna his soft, reassuring smile that would calm anyone down. The same smile that she saw in Alex the day she met him. Anna felt a warm feeling relaxation come over her and she felt she wasn't as nervous.

Once the Navigator docked in Tortuga, Anna immediately proceeded to walk up to Damien's, but Jack stopped her.

"Not yet, we need to get a crew first," he said.

"But I thought Damien-"

"Don't worry he's in no matter what. I know how you feel about him. We'll get him later. Now we must keep a low profile while out in the open. You never know who might be working for Dova. Let's get inside," Jack said.

Alex was listening closely and was thinking to himself. What! Who's Damien, how does she feel about him? Who in the world could he be? Her boyfriend? No, she would have said something, or would she? Alex pondered this for a moment and then found that he had fallen to the ground. Everyone was looking at him and Anna ran over to him.

"Alex, are you alright?"

"Yes," he answered.

"Good. Now get up you look like a damn fool."

"Oh, sorry," he said quickly and jumped to his feet. The group proceeded to a nearby pub and entered.

The place was a living hell. Fights right and left and each pirate had a least two women on their arms.

"Welcome to the Faithful Bride," Anna said. "The best place to find a crew."

"You're mad," Alex muttered.

"I know. I get it from him," Anna answered as she pointed to Jack.

"Keep close," Will said to Alex and Elizabeth.

Jack led the rest of them as he trailed through the tavern. They were approaching a large group of people piling over each other. Jack pushed through the large mass, and stepped up to the table leaving the others behind. There was an extremely large man having a drinking duel with a woman about half his size, each of them downing shots of God knows what.

"Alright you dirty rat, can you last any longer?" she asked.

"I'll beat you this time! I refuse to lose to.a.a.a." And just as his head hit the table he managed to breathe out the last word- ".woman."

"Too late for that, mate," Jack slipped in, just so the woman could hear him over the dull roar of the mob.

The woman didn't even need to look up. With her eyes on the last glass of substance in her hand, she spoke.

"Sparrow," the woman's words slithered out of her mouth like a serpent.

"My dear Fay, how've you been?" Jack asked.

The woman rose and while the entire pub was waiting for her to slap him she did the exact opposite. She walked over to him and put her arm around his neck and his arm fell to her hips. They walked together as they talked.

"Damn Jack, you're back so soon. I didn't expect you for another couple of weeks." The woman and Jack walked over to the others and the she stepped into the lamplight. She had shoulder length burnt dirty blond hair that was extremely curly and that had a vibrant red headband holding it all back. She wore a black shirt, with a form fitting white bodice over it. She also wore very loose trousers that hung low on her hips and short boots that showed her true height, which was still tall but was rather short compared to Jack. "Oye! You there toss me my coat," she ordered. Just then a beautiful white jacket was thrown to her. "Hey be careful, that is the cleanest thing on this bloody island and I intend to keep it that way."

"Well at least something is clean around here," Elizabeth smirked.

They all sat down at a large table in a back room where it was easier to talk, and Jack introduced the woman to the group.

"Fay this is Governor William Turner and his wife Elizabeth and their rotten son, Alex." Alex shot Jack a look. "I know, I know I didn't mean it. And of course you remember my lovely niece, the Red Rose of the Caribbean, Anna Sparrow."

"You flatter me uncle," Anna replied.

"Oh for heavens sake, Jack, I haven't heard you talk that formal since, well never. And-" but then she stopped herself. "Turner, I I've heard that name," she mumbled to herself, as Will and Elizabeth exchanged looks of concern. "Now where have I- Bootstrap! I heard stories when I was a child around the pub, about his death, do you mean to tell me that you're Bootstrap's-"

"No!" Will and Elizabeth screamed together.

"Don't say anything!" yelled Will.

Jack jumped, "What the hell is wrong! I thought we already had this talk and you have come to grips with this issue!" he said sternly

"Yes, I have but we haven't told everybody yet." Will hinted over toward Alex, who was in total shock.

"What? You mean you haven't told him! Oh God, Will c'mon you've got to face the facts sooner or later."

"What the hell is going on?" yelled Alex.

"Uh, we'll tell you later darling," Elizabeth said reassuringly.

After experiencing everything that was just said, the woman chimed in, "Listen I'm sorry if I've started this whole family problem, I didn't know."

"That's perfectly alright, it's nothing," Elizabeth said sweetly. But then her tone changed as she whispered to Will. "We'll talk about this later."

"Well any way, everybody, this here is Fay McBride the owner of this fine establishment and the un-elected governor of this rock."

"Ok, Jack, what do you want this time," Fay accused. "I swear I will never pose as your wife again. You took it way to far last time and the time before that."

"Oh really? I never heard that story, Jack," remarked Anna.

"And it's best you didn't," Jack muttered.

"Oh shut up, Jack. It's ok. Well you see you're uncle had another little run in with the East India Company, and if they found out that he was a pirate, then he would be hung if he didn't prove other wise. So he lied said he had a wife, me, and said that I could vouch that he was a merchant sailor, which he wasn't. So we had to prove to them that we were married which we weren't. So, then he had to-"

"Fay!" Jack's voice was very high now. "She doesn't need to know this!"

"Ok, ok," Fay said disappointedly. "So what do you want?"

"We need a crew," Anna said.

"Anna, will you let me handle this! Fay, love, we need a crew."

"Alright, alright. I can get you one by tomorrow. Do you all have a place to stay?"

"Yes," Anna said. "We will be staying at Damien's."

"Oh, yes of course. I should have known. He will be very happy to see you."

"Yes, well, Damien may not have enough rooms, so I might have to stay someplace-else." Jack added.

"I already told you, Jack, I will never do with you what we did that night when we were so called 'married'."

"But, but, but."

"Besides I'm half your age!" She stood and turned to leave.

"Yes, but that's what makes it so-" then he realized that everyone was listening.

"Way to go uncle!" Anna said.

Jack shot a dirty look at his niece.

"You better not have."

"Don't worry I'm not as stupid as you."

"Nice meeting you all, s'pecially you mini Bootstrap. I'll get you the crew in the morning!" Fay said as she left the room, Jack at her heels.

"Meet you at Damien's!" he shouted back to them.