In the ten years I waited he never came back. After four years I became the personal maid of Elizabeth Swann. She was the Governor's daughter and we soon became good friends. One day, I didn't have to work because Elizabeth was going to some event at the fort. So I put on my pirates clothes and went to the blacksmith shop for some sword fighting practice with Will Turner. He had been rescued from the ocean as a young boy, by the ship that brought Elizabeth and her father from England and he was a really good at dueling. After a good cession, I went for a walk around the docks and saw a boat come sailing in. If you could call it that. It just kept sinking as it came closer to the dock. A man who was obviously a pirate stepped off the mast right onto the dock and started to come this way, but the dock manager stopped him.

"Just a moment. It costs one shilling to tie up at this dock! And I shall need to know your name." he said haughtily.

"What would you say to three shillings and we forget the name?" the pirate asked, laying some coins on the dock manager's book.

"Welcome to Port Royal Mr. Smith." the man said after a short pause.

The pirate nodded and preceded to take a bag of coins from the man's desk when he wasn't looking. I studied him as he came toward me. He was probably a couple inches taller than me and thin. He had very high cheek bones, dark eyes, a mustache and a short beard that was split into two beaded braids. His dark brown hair was made into long dreadlocks with various beads and pieces of metal in them. He wore a tri-corner hat over a red bandana, a white shirt under a dark brown knee length coat, brown pants, brown boots, a belt that held his pistol and sword and a red and white striped sash around his waist.

"Well done Mr. Smith." I commented as he got closer.

He stopped and looked at me, "And who might you be?"

"Sylvia Emerald. I'm a maid in the Governor's household."

He looked me up and down, "You don't look like a maid."

I rolled my eyes, "This is my day off and I prefer these clothes to a dress."

"You'd make a good pirate, mate." he smiled, revealing some gold teeth.

"So I've been told." I thought wistfully of Barbossa.

The pirate suddenly seemed to think of something, "You seem familiar. Have we met before?"

"I don't think so. What's your name?" I inquired.

"Captain Jack Sparrow." he said proudly.

"Jack Sparrow!" I exclaimed.

Hector mentioned that as the name of his captain!

JACK'S POV

The woman suddenly took me by the shoulders and practically yelled, "What happened to your first mate?"

I leaned back because she was starting to scare me.

But I answered her question anyway, "Well love, he led the rest of the crew in a mutiny about ten years ago."

"But as far as you know he's still alive?" she looked anxious.

"I think so." I answered.

She looked relieved.

What's so fascinating about Barbossa?

SYLVIA'S POV

"I'll tell you why I'm familiar. I was a prisoner on the Black Pearl about ten years ago." I explained.

"That's right. You were that girl Barbossa knocked out and brought into my cabin. Later he told us you escaped." Jack remembered.

"With his help." I smiled.

"And I suppose you're the one he spent his shore leave with a couple weeks later?" Jack raised and eyebrow.

"That's right." I nodded.

"That's very interesting." Jack blinked.

At that moment he spotted the Interceptor at the other dock.

"G'day milady." he tipped his hat to me and sauntered down to the ship.

I followed, wondering what he had in mind. Before Jack got to the ship he was stopped by two guards.

"This dock is off limits to civilians!" the skinny guard informed Jack.

"I'm terribly sorry, I didn't know. If I see one I shall inform you immediately."Jack tried to walk past.

The guards stopped him again.

Jack looked up at the fort and turned back to the guards, "Apparently there's some high and fancy to-do up at the fort, eh? How is it that to fine gentlemen such as yourselves... did not merit an invitation?"

"Someone has to make sure this dock stays off limits to civilians." the skinny guard said defensively.

"That's a fine goal to be sure. But it seems to me that a ship like that." Jack pointed to the Dauntless, "Makes this one here look a bit superfluous really." he finished by nodding toward the Interceptor.

"The Dauntless is the pear in these waters, but there's no ship that can match the Interceptor for speed." the skinny guard said haughtily.

"I've heard of one. It's supposed to be very fast, nigh uncatchable... the Black Pearl." Jack grinned.

"There's no real ship that can match the Interceptor." the chubby guard snorted.

"The Black Pearl is a real ship." the skinny guard said.

"No it's not." the chubby guard sounded very confident.

"Yes it is, I've seen it." the skinny guard informed his colleague.

"You've seen it?" the chubby guard sounded confused.

"Yes I have." the skinny guard insisted.

As the guards started arguing about the existence of the ship, Jack snuck onto the Interceptor and I followed. The guards finally noticed that Jack was gone and turned to see him pretending to steer the ship.

"Hey you!" one of them yelled as they jumped onto the ship and ran over to us.

They pointed their weapons at him and the skinny guard yelled, "Get away from there!"

Jack looked surprised.

"You have no permission to be aboard." the chubby guard said.

"I'm sorry, it's just such a pretty boat. Ship." Jack hastily amended.

"What's your name?" the skinny guard asked.

"Smith, or Smithy if you like." Jack answered smiling.

"Well what's your purpose in Port Royal, Mr. Smith?" the chubby guard obviously didn't believe that was Jack name.

"Yeah and no lies!" the skinny guard threatened.

"Alright then I confess. It is my intention to commandeer one of these ships, pick up a crew in Tortuga then raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my weasley black guts out." Jack smiled.

"I said no lies!" the skinny guard sounded indignant.

"I think he's telling the truth." the chubby guard mumbled.

"If he were tellin' the truth he wouldn't have told us." the skinny guard said.

"Unless of course he knew you wouldn't believe the truth even if he told it to you." Jack interjected.

The guards looked confused and Jack started telling them a story that I doubted was true. He was almost to the end when we heard a splash and I heard someone yelling Elizabeth's name. We turned to see that someone had fallen into the water from the cliff.

"Will you be saving her?" Jack asked the chubby guard.

"I can't swim!" was the reply.

Jack looked at the skinny guard and he shook his head.

"Part of the kings navy you are!" Jack sounded disgusted.

He took off his belt coat and hat and handed them to the guards, "Do not lose these!"

I took off my belt too and dived into the water with Jack. We swam toward Elizabeth and picked her up off the ocean floor, then we carried her to the surface but the weight of her dress dragged us back under. I held her up while Jack ripped off her dress.

I'd be glad to get rid of the stupid thing!

We swam her back to the dock, where the guards helped us up.

"She's not breathing!" the chubby guard exclaimed.

"Move!" Jack shoved him out of the way and ripped off Elizabeth's corset.

She immediately coughed up water and Jack handed the corset to the other guard.

"I never woulda thought of that." the chubby guard was amazed.

"Clearly you've never been to Singapore." Jack commented.

Then he reached for the shimmering object next to Elizabeth. It was the medallion she had gotten on the crossing from England.

"Where did you get that?" Jack looked amazed.

Before Elizabeth could answer, Commodore Norrington came running up with his men and pointed a sword in Jack's face, "On your feet!"

Jack slowly stood.

Governor Swann came rushing over and put his coat around his daughter, he looked at Jack and said, "Shoot him!"

"Father!" Elizabeth glared at her father then looked over at Norrington, "Commodore, do you really intend to kill my rescuer?"

Norrington nodded to his men to stand down and Jack nodded to Elizabeth.

"I believe thanks are in order." the Commodore put out his hand for Jack to shake.

Jack reached forward Norrington grabbed his arm and peeled back his sleeve to reveal a P shaped brand, "Had a brush with the East India Trading company did we?"

"Hang him!" the Governor said.

"Keep your guns on him men. Gillette, fetch some irons." Norrington ordered.

He peeled back Jack's sleeve farther to show a tattoo of a sparrow, "Well, well. Jack Sparrow is it?"

"Captain Jack Sparrow actually." Jack corrected.

"I don't see your ship... captain." Norrington smirked.

"I'm in the market as it were." Jack smiled weakly.

"He said he come to commandeer one." the skinny guard spoke up.

"I told you he was tellin' the truth! These are his sir." the chubby guard handed Jack's things to the Commodore.

"A pistol with no extra shots nor powder, a compass that doesn't point north," Norrington had something negative to say about all of Jack things, then he looked at the sword, "And I half expected it to be made of wood. You are without a doubt the worst pirate I've ever heard of!"

"But you have heard of me." Jack looked and sounded smug.

At that, Norrington dragged Jack over to a different spot on the dock and had one of the soldiers begin putting handcuffs on him. I followed.

"Commodore I really must protest!" Elizabeth broke away from her father and followed the soldiers, "Pirate or not this man saved my life!"

"One good deed is not enough to redeem a man of a lifetime of wickedness!" Norrington insisted.

"But it seems enough to condemn him!" I spoke up.

All eyes turned to me.

"Sylvia!" Elizabeth was shocked.

"I helped rescue you too." I pointed out.

"What are you wearing?" Governor Swann came forward.

"A pirates clothes." I stated proudly.

The soldier finished handcuffing Jack and he swung the chain around Elizabeth's neck.

"Don't shoot!" the Governor ordered.

"Commodore Norrington my effects please. And my hat!" Jack requested.

The Commodore handed Jack's things forward and Jack made Elizabeth place his hat on his head and put his belt on him.

Finally he spun her around, "Gentlemen and ladies, this is the day you will always remember as the day that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow!"

Jack shoved Elizabeth into my arms and grabbed a rope then swung into the air and onto land, running away from the barrage of bullets that followed him. As the soldiers chased Jack, the Governor and I comforted Elizabeth.

"Shall I take her home, sir?" I asked the Governor.

"Yes." he answered, still staring at my outfit.

I took Elizabeth to a waiting carriage and told the driver to take us to the mansion.