Disclaimer: I own none of the characters, places or ships that featured or mentioned in the original Pirates of the Caribbean but if you don't recognize something I probably created it.

A/n: ok, here's the part you've been waiting for. The Sparrows are here! Well, one of them anyway. Thanks to everyone who's reviewed me. A grand total of 2!

Chapter 3

Pirate in Port Royal

A huge wave came over the side of the Contact and soaked the young girl who was asleep nearby. Fifteen-year-old Annie Sparrow opened her eyes and sat up in shock. She had black hair that was in braids. She wore boy's clothes as they were far more practical than girl's clothes. (A/n: Think Jack's clothes) She stood up and stumbled. Someone called out.

"Land ho!"

Annie walked to the starboard side and leaned over. She saw Port Royal in the distance. Finally, she had arrived! She turned and faced the captain of the Contact.

"Nice one, Minty," she yelled. A blue and yellow parrot came and landed on her shoulder.

"No problem at all Annie," called back Minty.

Annie turned to look at Port Royal again. She leant over the side. She leant over too far and fell over board into the sea. The parrot hovered over the water. Minty froze then rushed over to the starboard side. Annie resurfaced, clutching her hat. She spat some water out then looked up at Minty while treading water.

"I'm alright," she called, "Now get outta here, go on!"

Minty nodded. He turned around and ordered his crew.

"All right you lot," he spat, "Let's get this piece of driftwood back to Tortuga! Now!"

Annie watched as the Contact sailed away, leaving behind a small rowing boat for her. She swam to the boat and pulled herself into it. The parrot landed on her shoulder.

"Drink up me hearties," it croaked.

"Too right, Curt," replied Annie.

Annie rowed, facing away from Port Royal. She sang to herself as she rowed.

"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for me," she sang.

Annie hummed as she fastened the boat to the dock. She walked off as the harbormaster approached. He didn't see her but he saw the boat. He turned to his assistant.

"Hang on," he said, "Whose is that?"

His assistant shrugged.

Bart, the owner of a market stall, was arguing with the owner of the stall next to him, Chris.

"But you're stealing my business and I were here first," said Bart.

He saw Annie looking at the apples on his stall. He looked her up and down. She was scruffy, her shirt untucked, he didn't like the look of her.

"You keep you're grubby mitts off!" he barked.

He turned back to Chris. Annie walked away. She held an apple up in front of her face.

"Too late," she said.

Chris saw Annie. He nodded towards her.

"I'm not the only one stealing your business, mate," he said.

Bart looked in Annie's direction and saw her taking a bite out of the apple.

"Oi, you, thief!" he shouted.

He looked to his son, Ben. Annie started running.

"Don't just stand there, get her!" he shouted.

Ben headed towards Annie but she had already gone.

"Too late, father," said Ben, "She's gone."

Chris started laughing at Bart's misfortune.

"Looks like she did away with some of yours as well," said Bart.

Chris stopped laughing. He looked at his stall. There was an empty space where his apples had been.

"The little vagabond!" said Chris.

Bart turned to the market crowd.

"Come now folks," he shouted, "All my veg half price."

Will, Elizabeth and Emma were talking to Commodore Norrington. Sorry, Admiral Norrington as he now was. Emma was holding Elizabeth's hand.

"So have you given up on trying to find Jack?" asked Will.

"Yes," replied Norrington, "Having sardines emptied over one's head does tend to put you off hunting the culprit's leader."

Will started laughing. Emma started tugging at her mother's hand.

"What is it, Emma?" asked Elizabeth

"Can I go for a walk, mama?" asked Emma.

Elizabeth looked at Will with a questioning look.

"There are dozens of marines here," said Will, "I don't think anything could happen to her."

Elizabeth turned back to Emma.

"Alright," she said, "But stay in the fort. No straying into the town."

"Yes mama," said Emma.

She walked away from her parents. Elizabeth bit her lip and looked at Will again.

"I have a bad feeling about this," she said.

Emma approached the gate of the fort. The guard seemed to be asleep. A shadow moved outside the gate.

"Hello?" said Emma "Is anyone there?"

The shadow moved, it was a man.

"Hello?" said Emma

She stepped out of the gate, curiosity getting the better of her.

Sam saw Emma step out the gate. In one movement, he rushed forward, grabbed Emma and pulled a pistol out. He pointed it at her head.

Will and Elizabeth were still talking to Admiral Norrington. Governor Swann had joined them. A scream ripped through the air. Everybody turned to see Sam holding a pistol to Emma's head. Elizabeth stepped forward.

"Emma!" she cried.

Sam put the pistol right up against Emma's head.

"No one move or I'll blow her head to smithereens," threatened Sam.

No one moved except Norrington. He stepped forward.

"Marines!" he shouted, "Get your guns on him."

Sam cocked the pistol. (A/n: He pulled that little thing on the back down)

"No!" he snarled, "Stay where you are. I'll shoot. I'll kill her! Keep you guns down!"

Norrington hesitated. Elizabeth's eyes were filling with tears.

"James, please," she begged, "Give him no reason to harm her!"

"Lower your guns," said Norrington, "Lower them now."

The marines lowered their guns. Sam grinned.

"I know you'd see things my way," said Sam.

He picked up Emma and ran. Elizabeth began to cry. Will put one arm around Elizabeth and comforted her.

Annie was sat not far from the fort, eating an apple. She finished it and dropped the core on the ground. A scream sounded. Annie looked up. Seeing nothing, she reached into her pocket and pulled out an apple. Sam ran past, carrying Emma who was crying. Annie watched Sam run off then looked at her feet. She sighed and put the apple back in her pocket.

"Curse me for having a heart," she said.

She got up and followed Sam.