Disclaimer: I'll never own it, unfortunately.
A/N: Wow, the last chapter. I can't believe I've actually managed to finish this.
It had been five years since she last saw Damien Copper. She truly missed him too. And she couldn't help but wonder if he ever found his family, if he was still alive.
The twenty-year-old Allie Jade Sparrow stepped to the front of the boat as they sailed the town of Greathill.
She was hardly aware of the presence of a small five year old girl standing beside her.
"What are you doing?" Bridget asked.
"Just looking." She said, not taking her eyes off the town. It was shadowed by darkness which made it perfect for attacking.
"I'm trying to avoid a certain four year old brother of mine." Bridget said. The Turners had two children. Their son had been named William, of course.
"Good luck with that."
"Where's your dad?" Bridget asked.
"In his cabin…probably deciding if he should steal gold or weaponry first." Allie replied, smiling.
"Oh."
"Lower the anchors!" someone shouted, Allie thought it sounded like Mr. Gibbs. There were several splashing sounds as the anchors hit the water. Then the boats were lowered and the crewmembers prepared to bring hell to this town.
"I'm gonna go." Allie told Bridget. "Go down below deck with your mummy, okay?"
"Okay."
She ran quickly to get away from the many screaming pirates running around. Allie jumped into a boat next to her father.
They didn't have far to row before they reached the shore. When they got there, the guards spotted them. Allie expertly disarmed them and pushed them into the water. Then she ran off into the town, in search of something valuable to steal.
She was quite athletic and skillfully climbed the roof of a small store, it would be easier to get around unseen.
"Hey!" came a voice behind her, after just a few steps.
"Dammit." She whispered, and turned quickly. A man, about her age, was standing on the roof as well.
"Interesting path to take. A roof." The man said, clearly amused. Allie squinted, she couldn't make out his face in the dim moonlight.
"Stay back…or…I'll…dammit! I said stay back!" she shouted angrily as the man came closer. She was clearly not used to people disobeying her.
"Or you'll what?" he asked. There was something so familiar about his voice. And the way he was really getting on her nerves, and there were only three people in the world who did that. Her father, of course, and then William Turner (the adult one), and then…Damien.
But no, this couldn't be him. It just couldn't be.
"I'll kill you." She said, trying very hard to sound threatening. But she was starting to become uncertain.
"No you won't."
"Yes I will."
"Prove it."
"How?"
"Kill me, if you really think you can." He answered. Allie drew her sword and attempted to ram it straight into the man's stomach. But he drew his own sword and blocked her. She tried and tried but failed each time to knock his sword away. All the while she was unaware that she was stepping back closer to the edge. Finally, she stepped too far and lost balance. But instead of letting her fall, the man caught her and pulled her away from the edge. She looked at him in shock, lowering her sword.
"Why did you do that?" she asked.
"Oh, c'mon Allie, did you really think I'd let you fall? Your father would've killed me." The man said, grinning.
"Wait…how do you know my name?" she demanded. The man laughed.
"You don't remember me do you? Well, I'm not surprised. I mean, I have gotten older but still, I didn't think that five years would change me completely beyond recognition. It's me, Damien."
"Damien!"
She threw her arms around him and hugged him.
"Sorry, I didn't recognize you. It's dark out, I couldn't see your face." She said.
"That's fine." He said, attempting to pry her off of him.
"Oh, I don't believe it!" she said, breathlessly, letting go of him.
"So how have your last five years been?" he asked.
"They were ok. The Turners have to kids now. Bridget and William. Gabrielle is sixteen. Dylan is fourteen."
"Oh."
"Did…you ever find your family?" Allie asked, nervously.
"My father was dead. I found my sisters in an orphanage. After that, I really couldn't come back. My uncle found me and tried to get me to come back, but I had to look after my sisters."
"Couldn't you bring them with you?"
"My uncle doesn't really like children, he only remotely liked me because I could fight."
"Oh. Hey, maybe my dad will let you come back on the ship. Your sisters could come. They're older now anyways."
"Isabelle and Hannah are eighteen and Jenna's fifteen. But I'd rather stay here."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah. You're welcome to stay. I don't know how exciting it'd be…compared to life on the Black Pearl."
"I could use a break. A short one." Allie said, thinking about it. Yeah, the Captain would understand.
"Have you lost your bloody mind!" Jack shouted at his daughter. "Living on land? No more piracy?"
"Not for very long. Just a for a while, a few years." Allie said.
"A few years!" he cried. No, he didn't want her to make this mistake. What if she didn't come to her senses again? What if she gave it up for good? She was becoming the second best pirate (Jack, himself being the best) the ship had ever seen. "You're not staying here."
"Yes I am." Allie said to him. "If you'll excuse me, I'll be going back to shore now."
"No you will not!" Jack said. He stood in front of her, refusing to let her leave the ship.
"Move."
"Let her go, Jack." He heard Anamaria's voice say. He looked over and saw her standing there, "If she wants to leave, she can."
"You're siding with her!" he couldn't believe it. This was some terrible nightmare. His own first mate was against him. Oh, this had to be some sort of mutiny. It just had to be.
"I just think that she should be able to make her own decisions. She's an adult."
"Barely." Jack muttered. "Oh, alright. But I'll come back for you soon."
"Three years."
"You're crazy."
"Please?"
"Fine. Three years. Three bloody years. If I kill myself for letting you do this, it's your fault. And I better get a decent funeral. Invite Commodore Norrington. Yeah, he'll be ecstatic to hear of my funeral."
"Okay." She said with a laugh. She hugged him, "Thanks."
"You're not welcome." Jack said bitterly. Allie ignored him and said goodbye to Gabrielle, Dylan, Will, Elizabeth, their children, and the entire crew.
Will escorted her to shore.
"Good luck, Allie." He said, grinning.
"Just don't let my father do anything stupid…and don't let Elizabeth let you do anything stupid."
"Uh…okay…"
"Bye Will." She said, laughing.
"Bye."
She watched Will row back to the ship. Then, as the Black Pearl left the harbor, she whispered goodbye to it too, which was barely heard amongst the cannon fire for they where still attempting to stop the ship from getting away. But nothing could ever stop a Sparrow. Allie knew that for certain.
The End
A/N: Wow…it took me forever to come up with an ending. I'm have no idea if I ended this good, but I hope it's at least half-way decent. Please review because I still want to know if people liked how it ended or not.