Hey... Oh, uh, I've decided to change the age of Savannah for certain...purposes... She's 23 so... Yeah. Oh, just read the story! It's Savannah's POV (Point of View)

Freshwater Springs

"Pa!" I ran over to Jack's side. "It's not the Flying Dutchman! It's some other ship. Look, we have a few hours before she catches up."

Just then, Barbossa pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Jack. Everyone else pulled out their pistols too. After a few minutes of silence, we all started laughing. And we put our guns down.

"Alright!" Barobossa brought his back up, so did everyone else. I took mine out and pointed both of them at Barbossa. He glared at me and pointed both his at me. Will and Jack pointed theirs at him too. I smiled evilly.

" 'Bout 10 pistols against 2... Who d'you think is gonna win?" I cocked my pistols.

"Look, the Bretheren Court is a-gathering at Shipwreck Cove. And Jack, you and I are going, there'll be no arguin' that point."

"I is arguin' the point. If there's pirates a-gathering I'm pointin' my ship the other way." Elizabeth pointed both her pistols at Jack, and I pointed both at her, and so did Jack. Then Will pointed his at Jack.

"The pirates are gathering to fight Beckett. And you're a pirate." I pointed my pistol at Will, regrettably and he pointed one at me and my dad.

"Fight or not, Jack. You're not running." Jack pointed a pistol at him.

"If we don't work together, they'll hunt us all down one by one, 'till there be none left but you and your little precious." I growled at him. Then smiled.

"Captain Jack Sparrow and Savannah Sparrow, the last pirates. I like that. Don't you dad?" He nodded back at me.

"I do, in fact I love it." Barbossa pointed a pistol at jack and one behind him at Gibbs.

"Aye. And you'll be fightin' Jones alone. How does that figure into your plans?"

Dad shrugged. "I'm still working on that. But I will not be going back to the Locker, mate. Count on that." He shot his pistol but all that came out was water.

Everyone else tried their pistols too but they didn't work. Gibbs put on an esasperated sigh.

"Wet powder." I groaned.

"Whenever we try to kill Barbossa, or end up killing him, it never works! Why is that?! Ugh!" Will gave me an amused look.

"Oh, shut it Will!" I crossed my arms.

"I didn't say anything!" He put his hands up, annoyed.

"Now you did! So, shut it!" He rolled his eyes and went over to a table and every gathered around.

"There's a freshwater spring on this island. We can resupply there and get back to shooting eachother later." Jack peeked at the map.

"You lead the shore party, and I'll stay here with my ship." I nudged him. "I mean, we'll stay here with our ship." Barbossa looked up at him.

"I'll not be leavin' my ship in your command." I gave him a rude look.

"It's not your ship! Don't you get that!? NOT. YOUR. SHIP!! You stupid bastard!! Go to hell!" I checked my pistol to see if the powder dried. No such luck.

"Well. Why don't you try getting me there??" I pulled my sword out.

"Bring it on old guy!!" He reached for his sword and grasped air. Will had stole his pistol to protect me. I grinned.

"Looks like I have a advantage now. Thanks Will!" I lunged for Barbossa's head, but it hit his shoulder.

"You will pay for that you dirty little git!" I raised my eyebrows.

"I take more baths than you do! I wouldn't call me dirty! I mean, look at your teeth! Mine are like pearly whites!" I showed off my teeth and he growled. I lunged again but he tripped him and grabbed a sword from another crew member.

"Looks like I'm winning. Any last words?" I tried backing away but there was nowhere to go. Just as he was about top lunge the sword into my heart, three people grabbed him. And two went to my side. When he was struggling to get away from the men holding him, he managed to slash my leg. I cried out in pain.

"Vanna!!" Will ran to my side and cradled me in his arms. Despite the looks everyone gave him, especially from Elizabeth, he carried me to my cabin.

"Vann... Are you okay??" He stroked my hair. I nodded.

"Shouldn't you be with your fiancée? She probably thinks we're courting considering the look she gave us." His eyes widened.

"Yes, I saw it. Just because I have a sword in my leg, doesn't mean I can't notice my surroundings. Now get the bloody sword out of my leg! It's bloody hell."

He nodded and pushed my pant leg up.

"Uh... you're going to have to... uh, to take off your breeches... I'll go get your father..." I grabbed his hand.

"Will. My dad's a bit busy, You're probably the only one he trusts with me. Just look away and I'll cover myself with the blanket." He left the room while I got ready.