Kia's POV
I woke up to the sound of a drum. At first I thought it was nothing but then I remembered Sparrow. I wore under my breath. Dressing quickly in the poofiest dress I had, I planned out how I would rescue him. I strapped my sword to my side, hid it under one of the ruffles, and ran to the main square, hoping I wasn't too late.
Jack Sparrow's POV
I stood on a wooden thingy (can't find any other word for it) that was raised high above the crowd of people. A rope hung loosely around my neck. A guy in a funny white wig with a scroll was reading off all of the "crimes" I had committed. I laughed at a couple, remembering what had happened.
Since I had gotten caught so suddenly, I had no plan for escaping. I was starting to get worried when I saw a figure moving quickly through the crowd, head down. I caught a glint of silver. Smiling to myself, I waited patiently (mostly) to be saved.
Kia's POV
I worked my way through the crowd, weaving to avoid running into people. When I got to the front I drew my sword and threw it towards Sparrow. It spun through the air a couple of times and sliced through the rope above his head like butter. He ran towards me. I grabbed a dagger from my boot and cut the ropes that bound his wrists together. I ran off towards my sword when I had finished.
"Where are you going?" I didn't answer, I just ran. With a groan he followed me, pulling the rope around his neck off as he went.
Once I had gotten my sword back I sprinted in the direction of the bookstore, my sword out in front of me, daring anyone to stand in our way. Sparrow grabbed his effects from the frightened man who was holding them and ran after me.
We hid in the bookstore and the soldiers who were trying to catch us ran past without looking.
"What was that all about?" Sparrow said, slightly out of breath.
"It was given to me by a friend." I panted. "And it's my only one."
Staying low to the ground, I moved to the back of the store and went into my little "house". Sparrow followed suit. I grabbed my bag and began stuffing all of my things in it.
"What are you doing?" asked Sparrow.
"Packing."
"Why?"
"Because they'll be after me now. I can't stay here." Sparrow sat on my bed.
"Well you're not coming with me."
"And why not?"
"I'm a pirate."
"Yeah. So?"
"I know you want me but this isn't the only option."
I stared at him. "Ew."
"Got yourself a husband, luv?"
I refused to meet his eye. "I can't… don't have a husband."
"Well then what about your family? What'll you tell them?"
"They're dead."
"Ah… Sorry about that."
I stayed silent. Once I had finished packing the things on my desk I set my bag on the bed and moved to the closet. I threw my favorite dress to Sparrow.
"This is very pretty, luv. But I don't think it'll fit me."
"Just put it in the bag." I didn't have time for jokes. He chuckled. Along with most of my clothes I packed a ton of books that I thought would come in handy. I brought a couple of first aid books, a sailing book, a fencing one… I even brought a book about Sparrow but I didn't let him see it. I also made sure to bring my guitar.
After we were finished we went out the front and ran to the shore. A couple of times we had to duck into alleyways to avoid getting caught. We made it to the beach unharmed. Sparrow dragged a small dingy (I think that's what they're called) out from behind a couple of big rocks. I tripped getting in and Sparrow laughed at me until I glared at him.
Only a couple minutes of rowing late we came up to a huge ship sporting a black a sail with a skull and two crossing cutlasses on it. I climbed up the side and stood there, staring at it in awe.
With a wide grin on his face, Sparrow said, "Welcome aboard the Black Pearl, luv."
And for once I grinned back at him.