After mother died, Will took me and we set sail for the Caribbean. He wanted to look for his father, Bill Turner. I hoped that we might find my father too. Before mother died, I asked her what my father's name was. Jack, she said. Jack. That was all I knew about him, his first name. Jack...

Two weeks after we set sail from England, we were attacked. Will was playing a card game with me, when the captain yelled that there was a pirate ship behind us. I fingered my necklace nervously as the crew ran about the ship. Will began helping the crew ready the guns. The pirate ship appeared out of the fog.

"Saoirse," Will yelled my name. "get below decks and hide!"

I was frozen staring at the rapidly approaching ship. It wasn't flying any colors, but it had black sails. I knew that it had to be the Black Pearl. Mother had told me about the ship a few weeks before she died. She hadn't told me how she knew about the ship, but she had told me to be careful near it.

"Saoirse! GO!!" Will yelled as the pirate ship pulled up along side us.

I bolted below decks. I knew there weren't many places to hide, but I found one: in an empty barrel in the middle of the ship. From there, I could hear the cannons and guns firing. I heard the pirates board our ship, yelling like maniacs. They came below decks, and searched through stuff. One of them tipped over my barrel.

"Hey! There's a girl in this one!" He yelled. I looked up at him fearfully. He grabbed me by the arm, and pulled me above decks. I began screaming.

"Will! Help! WILL!!!!!" I saw him fighting a huge pirate with horrible sword-fighting skills. Will glanced my way, stabbed the guy he was fighting, then ran toward me. The pirate holding me dragged me over onto the pirate ship. He brought me to his captain.

"What's this?" The captain asked. He had a large black hat covering his thinning hair. His beard was thin and scraggly, and he had a monkey sitting on his shoulder.

"We found her hiding in a barrel, what should we do with her?"

"Wait until we have completely destroyed this ship. Then we shall determine what to do."

"Aye, sir."

A few minutes later, the ship was in ruins, nothing but a burning heap of wood, floating on the water. I squirmed in the pirates grasp, trying to get over to Will, who was also being held across the deck. Instead, I got slapped on the head.

The captain came over to me again, and told the pirate holding me to toss me over. I screamed to Will.

"Will, HELP ME!!!" I screamed desperately. He pulled against his captor, before he got thrown over just as I was.

The cold water stunned me, and I screamed again as soon as my head broke the surface. I felt an arm wrap around me and pull me to the safety of a piece of driftwood. It was Will. He shoved me onto the make-shift raft, then hauled himself aboard.

Once on, he lay down, and passed out. I shook him, trying to wake him, thinking that he was dead, but he woke for a second, before passing out again. I cried, not knowing what was going to happen next. Maybe we would die. Or, maybe we would get picked up by the ship that I now noticed approaching us.

I heard a girl yell that we were in the water, and a minute later, we were safely aboard the ship. It was a British ship, carrying passengers to the Caribbean. They laid Will on the deck, making sure that he was still alive, and another sailor wrapped a blanket around me.

"Mary, mother of God..." I heard a sailor mumble. We had come upon our wrecked ship. Everyone rushed to the side of the ship to look at it.

"What happened here?" An important looking man asked another important looking man. He replied, but I couldn't hear what he had said.

"Lot 'o good it did them. Everyone's thinkin' it, I'm just sayin' it, pirates." The sailor said.

The first important looking man laughed.

"There's no proof of that. Probably an accident."

"No." I objected. Everyone turned to look at me. "It was pirates." I whispered, suddenly shy.

"You..." The sailor started. He was looking at me strangely.

"What?"

"Oh, nothing." He replied, then scurried away as the second important looking man began barking out orders to the crew. A sailor lifted Will. The girl that had first seen us was standing by him. I rushed over to him and stayed next to him as they moved him onto a crate.

"Elizabeth," The first important looking man addressed the girl. "I want you to accompany the children. They'll be in your charge. Take care of them." He sent her over to us. I moved to the other side of Will, farthest from the girl.

"It's okay. I won't hurt you." She said, then brushed Will's hair out of his face. He woke with a start, making both of us jump. He was panting.

"It's okay. My name's Elizabeth Swann."

"Will Turner."

"I'm watching over you, Will." He passed out again once she was done speaking. She looked at me.

"Saoirse Turner." I whispered. Elizabeth smiled at me, then looked back down at Will. Her face twisted in confusion.

"You're... pirates." She gasped, holding Will's medallion. It had been sent to him by his father, then mother had put it on a chain for him so he could wear it as a necklace.

"No, we're not. His father sent that to him." I told her.

"Have they said anything?" A voice said from behind Elizabeth. It was the second important looking man.

"Their names are Will and Saoirse Turner. That's all I found out." Elizabeth replied, hiding the medallion behind her back.

"Take them below. They can come to Port Royal with us, and there we can find them a home." The man walked away.

That night, the sailor came to check on me in my cabin. He knocked, and I let him in. He stat on a stool in the corner.

"Evenin', Miss-"

"Saoirse Turner."

"Miss Turner. I'm Mr Gibbs."

"Hello."

"I noticed your necklace earlier. May I look at it for a moment, please?" I pulled off the locket, and handed it to Mr Gibbs. I felt that he was trustworthy. He examined it, then handed it back to me.

"It's a very fine piece of jewelry." He commented, as I put it back on.

"Thank you. My father gave it to my mother, and she gave it to me when she died."

"Ah. Aye then, " He stood to leave. "enjoy yer trip."

He walked out.