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Datakenobi/Stephanie: Yes, the famed cough Mr. Smith, has finally made his appearance, but don't worry, he will finally be able to say his real name.

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Crossbow: I am, I just need to get this part done like the movie, but soon you'll see my story take a different turn.

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Anna's heart was beating a mile per minute as she rushed down the dock to the area where she saw Mr. Smith swimming towards them with her sister. Elizabeth looked as if she was wearing her undergarments, which caused Anna to stop for a second and wonder whatever had happened to Elizabeth's dress. She reached down as Mr. Smith neared, and her doubloon fell out of its protective place where it had been hidden in her bosom, and it dipped slightly into the water.

Suddenly she saw a fierce explosion from the water, but she really didn't have time to contemplate that or the sudden change in wind, since Mr. Smith had neared, and passed her an unconscious Elizabeth. Anna did her best to haul up her sister's body and then she quickly checked for pulse. "She's not breathing."

Both the chubby Mullroy and the thin Murtogg were just looking on blankly at the whole scene, being very useless. She wondered how they had made it into the navy if they were so useless in such dire times of need.

Using his superior upper body strength to pull himself out of the water and up onto the dock, Mr. Smith hurried over towards Elizabeth's unconscious form and pulled out a knife. Before Anna could even ask what he was planning on doing with that knife, he slit the ties on Elizabeth's uncomfortable looking corset and threw it away. Murtogg caught it and looked at the contraption as if it were some artifact from another civilization.

The moment that the corset was taken off Elizabeth regained consciousness and Mr. Smith gently turned her so that she was lying on her stomach so that the water would come completely out of her lungs. "Easy there luv."

Mullroy's eyes widened as he took a step towards them. "I never would have thought of that."

"Clearly you've never been to Singapore." Mr. Smith never took his mysterious chocolate eyes off of Elizabeth, as she turned over once more and Anna helped her into a sitting position. "How are you feeling me lady?"

Coughing slightly, still trying to catch her breath, Elizabeth blushed prettily when she realized that she was soaked, only wearing her undergarments, and without even the blasted corset as a covering. "Who are you?"

He opened his mouth and then closed it as the sound of footsteps came towards them. Mr. Smith looked up and helped Elizabeth to her feet as Commodore Norrington arrived, along with their father and apparently the whole British navy.

Their father, seeing Elizabeth's disgraceful apparel, quickly pulled off his cloak and covered her with it. His eyes rested on Mr. Smith. "Shoot him."

Anna's mouth fell open. "What?"

Elizabeth turned to look at her father in horror. "NO FATHER! He saved my life!" She then turned to look at Mr. Smith and the fierceness in her eyes softened, and once more she blushed prettily. "He's a hero. My hero."

Mr. Smith smiled roguishly at that.

Norrington frowned considerably.

Anna frowned at Norrington's frown, going to stand between him and Mr. Smith. "He wouldn't have had to save her if your two impeccably reliable soldiers over here had taken time out of the time they used for gawking--." She stared at Murtogg, who was still holding the corset as if it were going to save his life. "Or had been taught how to swim." Ignoring Mullroy's flushed face, she rounded once more on Norrington, who was looking at her as if for the first time. "If it hadn't been for Mr. Smith Elizabeth would be dead right now, and you want to hang him? What sort of gentleman are you?"

Her father, Governor Swan, flushed at the spectacle his youngest daughters were putting on for the whole British Navy. One was in soaked in her undergarments and the other was scolding their new Commodore! What had he done to deserve two such daughters? "Anna! What has gotten into you? That's no way for a lady to behave!" Usually it would be Elizabeth, whose cheek and tart responses would leave him embarrassed in front of others, and he was utterly shocked and horrified at the thought that maybe his quiet and timid Anna was beginning to pick up Elizabeth's character.

Elizabeth tore out of his embrace and turned to look at him with condemnation in her eyes. "So, according to you, a lady is supposed to be meek and quiet and watch contentedly as the man who saved her life is being sent to the gallows because of another man's incapacity at saving her?"

Norrington was turning scarlet, as was her father, who said: "Elizabeth--."

She shook her head and took her stand with Anna. "Elizabeth nothing, father. I will not stand here and watch as you shoot Mr. Smith for saving me. If it were so I would rather it if he had allowed me to sink into Davy Jones' locker."

Their father was outraged at her saying such things and then using Pirate terms on top of everything. "Elizabeth!"

The whole time during the heated interchanges Mr. Smith had been rather silent, his eyes resting questioningly on Anna, and admiringly on Elizabeth. It was as if both of Governor Swan's daughters were mysteries to him. He was drawn immediately to Elizabeth, who with her beauty and spirit had reminded him of himself—something he had thought impossible. And Anna—well—he felt drawn to her for other reasons all together.

Norrington reluctantly put away his sword and took a step towards Mr. Smith. "I believe apologies are due." He extended his hand, looking anything but apologetic.

Mr. Smith seemed to be considering whether he should shake that hand or not, but he slowly and reluctantly did so.

Using his quick reflexes, Norrington grabbed hold of Mr. Smith's wrist and used his other hand to pull up his sleeve to show that a "P" had been branded on his arm. "Had a brush with the West Indies Trade Ships did you, pirate?" There was a commotion. "Keep your guns on him men. Gillette, fetch some irons."

Once more their father could only come up with a two word sentence. "Hang him."

"No!" Elizabeth once more announced furiously, rounding on her father.

Ignoring Elizabeth's outburst, Norrington pulled up Mr. Smith's sleeve further to reveal a tattoo of a sparrow in flight. "Well, well, well, Jack Sparrow, isn't it?"

Anna gasped, eyes widening.

Jack seemed to wince at something. "Captain Jack Sparrow, if you would."

Norrington raised an eyebrow at that. "I don't see your ship, Captain."

"I'm in the market, as it were."

Right then Murtogg finally found his voice. "He said he was going to commandeer one of these ships." Seeing that everyone were narrowing their eyes at the corset in his hands he quickly hid it behind his back.

Mullroy glanced at Murtogg. "I told you that he was telling the truth!" He then walked towards Norrington, Jack's belonging in hand. "These are his."

Norrington looked at Jack's gun. "No additional shot or powder." He looked at the compass. "A compass that doesn't point north." And then he looked at the sword. "And I half expected it to be made out of wood."

Anna narrowed her eyes.

Elizabeth growled.

Norrington continued despite the fact that he was quickly losing his favor in the eyes of the young ladies Swan. "You are without a doubt the worst pirate I've ever heard of."

Instead of being insulted, Jack had a quick comeback. "But you have heard of me."

Elizabeth smirked proudly before giving Norrington a superior look.

Anna watched as Jack was pulled along to be put in irons, and her slight smile disappeared.

Elizabeth looked over at Jack and when she caught his eye she nodded slightly. Leaning slightly towards Anna, she whispered. "I'll make a distraction while you go over to where he is. When I give the signal, get him somewhere safe."

Her eyes widened. "What?"

"Just do it!" Elizabeth hissed urgently before turning to Commodore Norrington, throwing off the cloak from around her, obviously giving every man on the dock enough reasons to suddenly become distracted. Her eyes narrowed as she used her superior tone of voice, the one that she knew annoyed every male she spoke to. "Commodore Norrington I must protest!" Anna walked as inconspicuously towards Jack as possible as Elizabeth continued with her heartfelt speech. "Pirate or not this man saved my life!"

The newly appointed Commodore Norrington was clearly angry that she was still taking Jack's side. Turning and frowning at Elizabeth, he gave her all of his attention, while still trying to keep an eye on Jack—which wasn't working—so he just gave all of his attention to the furious beauty in their midst. "One good deed is not enough to redeem a man of a lifetime of wickedness."

From where Jack was sullenly watching as Gillette clapped irons on his wrists, he muttered darkly. "Though it seems enough to condemn him."

Norrington nodded self-righteously, not even looking at Jack. "Indeed."

When the irons were securely around both his wrists, Jack muttered. "Finally." He then threw his irons around Anna's neck, surprising her so much that she let out a squeak. Was this part of Elizabeth's grand plan?

Father turned white. "Don't shoot!"

Jack chuckled cockily from behind her. "Now the tables have turn, haven't they mate?" He turned so that they were facing a pale Norrington. "If you would be so kind, sir, as to take off your fancy doodads." Then, seeing them just stare at him, he cleared his hesitantly throat. "Unless, of course, you want my chain to get friendlier with the lass." Was Anna the only one who noticed that he didn't seem to know what to say next? "Off with the coats. You too Governor." There was a brief pause before the chain tightened around Anna's neck and she winced. Her father immediately began taking off his coat rapidly, as were all of the men there. "That's it; you can lay them all on a pile there." Jack's voice was filled with amusement as he allowed the chain to loosen around her neck. "Sorry there luv." He muttered to the young woman, sounding completely apologetically and she realized that this behavior wasn't normal in him and he was feeling guilty. Then, to the others, he smiled evilly. "Commodore Norrington, my effects please, and my hat. Commodore!"

Anna reached out and held the things past to her by a disgraced Commodore Norrington, who was only wearing his undergarments and giving her much reason to turn every color under the sun in embarrassment.

Jack turned to her. "Miss Swan, would you be so kind as to keep those on hand for me? Much obliged. Now, as for you fine gentlemen, throw the weapons into the sea." Anna's eyes widened at his cleverness. Once the weapons got wet they wouldn't be any good at all. Jack watched as they did as told. "Good. Now into the water with you." He watched as Norrington reluctantly ordered his nearly naked men to do as told. "You too mate. And no one is to move or the fine lass here pays for your crimes."

"You're going to regret this, pirate." Norrington announced as he jumped into the water with his men, Governor Swan, and a smug Elizabeth.

Growing rather cocky, Jack looked down at the half-dressed men trying to float in the water below them. "Gentlemen, milady, you will always remember this as the day that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow." With that, he walked Anna off of the dock as inconspicuously as possible which was rather hard giving the fact that he had a chain around her neck.

Once they disappeared around the corner, Jack took the chain away from her neck. "Sorry 'bout that luv, but I've always been int'rested in the dramatics and that seemed the best time to ever use my abilities."

Anna nodded as she pulled him along after her, disappearing into the village. They could hear the shouts of the Commodore and his men from the village. "They'll have every soldier in Port Royal after you now that you pulled your little stunt."

"Ah, the memories that brings me." Jack muttered rather nostalgically.

Hiding an amused smirk, Anna turned to look at him with a frown. "Before you can escape we're going to have to do something about those chains."

"Know of any place?"

Anna's thoughts headed directly to Brown's Blacksmith shop. Straining her memory, she remembered that Will usually wasn't in the workshop around this time, and Master Brown was probably so drunk that he wouldn't awaken even if Port Royal was under siege. "Yes, I know a place."

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Have no fear. Jack is NOT drawn to Anna ROMANTICALLY! But later on in this story it will explain to you WHY he is drawn to her.