Disclaimer: I don't own PotC – just the plot is mine…

A/N: This is my second attempt to a fanfiction, and I actually planned it out (unlike the first...*lol*) I'm trying to be more serious about this one, longer chapters (well this one might not be, it's like the intro) and actually rereading my things and so on… Oh yeah, the title comes from "Like a Bridge Over Troubled Waters" (which of course, once again, I don't own…) and this line intrigued me because I never knew how to interpret it…anyway

Enjoy …(and REVIEW!) !

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Sail On Silver Girl

Chapter 1

"Ace! And I win again!" A cheery voice rang out above the noisy chatters and brawls of drunken men.  The 'Shining Dagger' was as crowded as always, it being one of the most popular bars in Tortuga: it had the reputation for the best rum in all the Caribbean! In the far corner was a small table seating four people; three of them looked a bit annoyed as their fourth player scooped a fair amount of gold coins into a leather pouch. 

"How do ye do that?!" One of the men growls rather irritated. "Ye've been winning the whole evening!"

"Aw, Pit, you should have learned by now – I win every evening!" today's 'winner' tied the leather pouch shut and winked at Pit.  "Up for another round, eh?"

"Naw Silver, I've lost enough money fer today..what d'ye say to spending that money you won on a round o'rum…?" The girl addressed as Silver laughed cheerfully and tossed her long hair, which fell into her face, behind her shoulder.  Her hair was long, straight and of an ebony color.  She was quite tall and slim and was dressed in men's clothes: loose tan pants along with a baggy dirty-white shirt and some boots.  All in all she looked quite ordinary – if it hadn't been for her eyes.  They were now sparkling and a light gray color. But the shade of gray changed as fast as her mood: sometimes they would sparkle silvery, other times they were a dark gray.  Her eyes had something special about them, something that caught attention.  Her name was Sylvia, but because of her eyes she had been named Silver.

She turned to Pit, but before she could answer the tavern door burst open and a couple of menacingly looking men, gazed around as if searching. 

"Uh oh…I better get going.." the girl muttered and tried to avoid the men's stare. "Trouble's coming…" Pit and the others looked at her questioningly but she wasted no time and quickly disappeared behind the counter were the backdoor was.

"There's the brat! Get here!" One of the men yelled having spotted near the counter.

Quickly Silver turned and raced to the door.  Not that she was afraid or anything, nooo, she never was, but she was just not in the mood for an unfriendly encounter with some scallywags tonight.  She opened the door and felt a cold gush of wind hit her face.  Her ebony hair flew behind her freely as her boots pounded on the cement.

'Why do they have to get so wound up about a simple piece of bread' she wondered as she turned left around the corner.  'Well and a couple of gold coins…' She smirked.  After all this was Tortuga, the town of pillaging and plundering! And her home. 

She glanced behind her only to see that the men were catching up.  Sylvia increased her speed, only to realize that she had no idea where she was going.  It was pitch dark and she could only hear the light dashing of the waves. 

'I'm at the docks' she thought looking side to side hastily.  'And it's a dead end – I can't turn back!'

She was getting quite worried now – these men seemed to be meaning serious business…

"O'er there!  I'll get you, ye little bitch!" 

Sylvia jumped, startled by the voice and raced towards few ships that were docked. She had no choice but to hide on one of the ships.  Seeing a great ship in front of her that seemed deserted she silently but quickly strode up the gangway.  Silently she climbed over the rail and chuckled at the men's confused shouts below. 

A loud snore was heard and Silver shrank back into the shadows.  She giggled silently when she saw a small fat man with an untidy beard sitting on a chair next to the helm, sleeping contently with an empty flask nearly dropping from his hand.  'I could steal this ship if I wanted to and he wouldn't notice…looking at him, he's probably a bloody pirate..' Silver thought. Oh well she would leave this ship as soon as possible, an encounter with pirates would be too much for her tonight. 

The man at the helm yawned loudly and stretched.  Silver gasped and hurriedly retreated below the deck.  This was not how she wanted that to go…

She looked around and realized she was in the storage room.  Suddenly Silver felt how tired she was…too tired to take another step…

'Ah well, a little rest wont hurt I suppose...I'll get up before dawn tomorrow and leave this ship before the bloody pirates have recovered from their hangovers…' she thought sleepily, yawning loudly.  She crawled into a corner and, lying between potatoes and a rum chest, she slumbered off into a dreamless sleep…

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A/N: Ok, here you go, the intro…tell me what you think! I don't there is a point in updating when no one reads this so pleaaaase review! I promise there is lots of twists and turns in the plot later…:D