Disclaimer- I do not own any of the Pirates of the Caribbean characters I refer to in this story. I do own Sarah and that's about it. I also own anyone else whom you don't recognize.

Author's Note- I'm terribly sorry for not updating in a long time. I've been really busy with school projects, volleyball, and one of my other stories. Thank you to all who reviewed. Enjoy this chapter.

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On with the story,

Will looked up when he heard something that sounded like cannon shots. He turned his head and saw three ships approaching the port from the North. He pulled his sword out and prepared for an attack. Will lowered his sword when a worried thought came to his head. "Does Sarah know about this?" he asked himself. He sheathed his sword and continued to look for the young woman he had seen earlier. His black shoes splashed through puddles that had been formed from the recently fallen rain. Will stopped for a few minutes to get his breath and realized that the chances of him finding one woman out of the many at Port Royal were very slim.

Sarah dashed through the fog that fallen quickly over the docks of Port Royal. She had to find Will and warn him of the approaching ships. She glanced over her shoulder and saw that the ships had the wind with them and were coming fast. Sarah knew that if she didn't get going now, the residents of the somewhat large port would become panicked and pandemonium would break out. She made her way through the foggy streets without a thought in her head except finding Will.

Will stood up after five minutes of thinking and resting. He was used to hard physical exercise but the damp weather made it harder to breathe. He whipped his sword out again when he heard someone's boots splashing through the puddles, coming right towards him. To his relief, the familiar shape of a blonde woman came in sight. "Will," Sarah called as she ran.

"Yes, what is it?"

"Three ships are approaching from the North. I think they're pirate ships."

"I've seen the ships too. You're probably right, they might be pirate ships."

"Do we fight, or flee? Personally, I want to fight."

"Naturally, we fight." Sarah nodded. She wanted to fight more than anything. If the ships were pirate ships, she wanted revenge on the death of her parents. Will also wanted to fight because although he was a pirate, he didn't agree with the idea of attacking sea ports that hadn't done anything. A cannon ball ripped through the air and hit a small shop along the wharf line. Pieces of stone and dust flew everywhere. Sarah and Will covered their faces with their arms. The ships were now close enough to attack the ships. Just as Sarah had thought, the ships were pirate ships and the pirates wanted to attack. The residents were in complete panic and were running around and screaming all kinds of nonsense. Sarah clashed swords with the nearest pirate. Before she knew it, three more pirates had joined her attacker and she was fighting a four on one battle.

Will wasn't faring any better. He had actually gotten himself into one of those ten on one fights. In addition to all of this, he was still slaughtering pirates that came at him. After about twenty minutes, the pirates he was fighting were dead as were a good number of others. A shot rang out and the strip of cloth that held Will's hair back was shot loose. Will thought this was a little too close and turned to see who had fired the shot. His gaze fell upon a pirate with long, blond hair, and dirty clothes. Not thinking twice about his action, Will jammed his sword into the pirate's chest. The pirate died instantly.
Will turned on his heel and went to fight more pirates that were terrorizing the people.

Sarah spun and sliced another pirate's head off. She had been keeping count of the number of pirates she had killed but lost track after one hundred and fifty. A metallic clash rang out when her sword struck another with force. She turned and saw another pirate who looked as though he could be about twenty years older than she was with dark brown, almost what you cold call dreadlocks, and a beard that had two small braids coming from it. A dull, red bandana kept the pirate's hair from blowing about. Sarah fought with him for a good period of time before she realized who he was. "You're Captain Jack Sparrow," she shouted over the sound of fighting. The pirate grinned.

"That I be luv."

"I'll have you know that I don't think much of pirates that attack my town and kill innocent people."

"Like it or not, darling, that's what pirates do." Sarah said nothing and continued to fight. Before too long, most of the pirates were dead and the remaining ones had fled to their ships. "Come back with me ship!" Captain Sparrow called. Sarah snickered as the pirates sailed his ship into the fog. She knew that a pirate without his ship was helpless.

"I didn't think you'd be back so soon," someone said from behind Sarah. She turned and saw Will looking at Jack.

"You know him?!" Sarah practically shouted. Will nodded.

"I told you before that I was a close friend of his."

"Face it, luv, if you're going to hang around with him, you'd better get used to me," Jack said. Sarah groaned. She could already tell that she and this Jack person wouldn't get along very well.

Author's Note- Please review and tell me what you think. I am open to chapter ideas and questions. I need at least one review before I put up another chapter.