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An old hag stumbled through a crowd of people listening to the governor give his speech. To the governors left, Will and Elizabeth Turner, to his right, Commodore Norrington.

The old woman was covered in rags from head to toe, only her unusually young looking hands were showing, her face was in the shadows. Although , in the right light, one might be able to catch a glimpse of a young woman's face under the rags, with unusually dark eyes.

The woman coughed like she was dying and rammed herself into a 17 year old boy standing with his little brother. She took hold of his upper arm, falling against him as a wave of coughs came over her. Finishing off the coughs, she ran her hands down his arm, slowly backing away, stopping for just a second to take his hand in hers before walking off again through the crowd in another fit of coughs towards the stage where the governor and the others were standing.

The old woman coughed and hacked her way through the crowd, sometimes having to choke directly in a person's face to get them to move away in disgust so she could continue on.

Making her way as a lab mouse searches for cheese, she finally reached the right side of the stage where stairs and two guards were stationed. Her coughing lightened up now that she didn't need to push her way through anything, and she stood listening to the speech with her head tilted down and to the right so no on could see her face but she could watch the guards.

She stood like this for a minute, then moved closer so the guards were just blocking her from the stairs. The guards watched the hag as people moved up to fill the gap she made. Slyly smiling she started another coughing fit, leaning over for support but falling onto the stairs for the guards, fearing they would catch whatever the woman had, moved as she reached out.

The woman laid an arm across her stomach, as if in pain, but if one was to look closer, which no one dared to do amidst the coughing, they would have seen her take two folded papers out of her rags before gripping he rags and doubling over as the coughs came out harder.

One of the guards turned to look at the old hag. She was kneeling on the ground with one arm stretched out on the stairs, the other gripping the rags at her stomach. Her head was faced at the ground and her hacking hadn't let up. He turned away in disgust as she turned to looks at him, then at the governor, finishing up his speech.

The coughing deceased, and with reflexes like a cat, she pounced up on stage, half staggering, half running up o Elizabeth, everyone to confused to do anything.

"Help me… Help me!" she cried, gripping one of Elizabeth's hands and falling to her knees. The woman heaved in and out and looked up at the wide-eyed Elizabeth. She mouthed once more, "Help me," and collapsed at Elizabeth's ankles, smiling under her rags.

Elizabeth stood still, her fingers enclosed around the two papers. She looked down at the girl, for she had seen her face when she looked up, and shivered as she remembered those eyes.

The crowd stood shocked as the governor yelled for guards. The commodore and the guards from both sides of the stage surrounded the girl. The commodore sent one of the guards to get some irons as two of them peeled her off Elizabeth and threw off the rags covering her, revealing a girl of 15 or 16, wearing a dirt spotted brown dress. Her shoulder length, plain brown hair looked to be cut by a dagger and was in tangles. She was breathing heavily through her moth, taking a moment to swallow some spit that built up from all the coughing. The girl smiled at Elizabeth who was being comforted by Will, as the irons were put on, and she was dragged off to the towns prison, but not before smiling proudly at the amazed crowd.

"Micheal, isn't that the person who fell on you?" A young, scruffy haired boy asked his older brother.

Micheal watched the girl being dragged off. He was sure she was looking straight at him. "Wha-? Oh, yes, that was her… Come on Jimmy, let's go…"

Jimmy nodded at his brother who was still staring blankly in the direction the girl was dragged off in. "Micheal?"

As if coming out of a trance, his eyes suddenly dilated and he shook his head, his cinnamon hair matching his brothers. "Eh… Right, let's go."

A/N

more triumphant music okay, I decided to update a day early with half of the chapter because I have cruddy finals and a cold so I wont be able to get much writing done. Sooo… this is part 1 of 2 It reintroduces the 'mysterious girl'. I can't get enough enjoyment out of being the only one to know her name. You'll find out much more about her later. I also introduced Micheal and Jimmy! Two cute scruffy haired boys Lots more stuff coming up! Don't forget to R&R!

-Milkeh

Oh yes, and I musn't forget to thank all my reviewers so far

So… Thankyou Williz, Kappeh, Kitotterkat, and mz-turner! Hope you like this installment as much as the last!