I blinked once twice. The sky was cloudy grey and thunder sounded all around us

My mind was clouded in fog but I recognized the people in front of me. Lord Wesley Beckett stood tall on the podium surrounded on all sides by officers of the Royal Navy. Each of them had their guns aimed at me.

Jiggling my arms, I felt the chains that kept me bound to the gallows, waiting for my soon to be executioner's word.

I made myself comfortable in this somewhat awkward situation.

"You actually managed to capture me, Lord Beckett." I said, blowing a lock of hair from my face.

"Of course, Rita Kinsley..."

"Sparrow."

"What?"

"Kinsley was my mother's maiden name. My father's name was Sparrow. Captain Jack Sparrow. I'm sure you've heard of him." I said with a mischievous smile.

"We know who you are, girl, but you're not Jack Sparrow."

"Captain Jack Sparrow!"

"Entitled like your pirate scum of a father. Unfortunately, unlike my predecessors I will show no mercy to pirate scum." Lord Beckett said, giving the signal for his officers to prepare.

"Any second now would be nice." I said between my gritted teeth as I wondered what could be taking my crew this long to free me.

Almost immediately, a lone drunk man staggered into the courtyard. I recognized him immediately.

"Excuse me sirs, I seem to have lost my way to the local tavern." The drunk said as he made his way towards Lord Beckett.

Seeing this, some officers aimed at him in warning.

"Are you lost, old man? Move along!" One of them said.

"Of course I am! I can't find my way to the tavern!" He said as he stumbled onto the nearest officer, seemingly by accident.

Before they could react, he quickly disarmed the officer, took his gun and knocked him out. He began to fire the gun at the other officers who were still confused as to what was happening.

"About time!" I said as I freed myself from my bounds.

I quickly joined my rescuer, bashing one officer after the other as we fought to escape.

"Where are the others, Quinn?" I asked the pirate as I made my way to him.

"They're all aboard, awaiting your command." The man replied.

"Well, this has been a fun show, Lord Beckett but I've got to go now!" I called out as I gave Quinn a sign for us to make our most daring escape yet.

Minutes later Quinn and I shared a laugh whilst recalling the escape to the rest of the crew aboard my ship, The Poison Rose.

"You should have seen her, not much muscle but quick as a fox and sneaky as a rat." Quinn said as he downed a whole mug of rum in one go. "Just what you'd expect of Captain Jack Sparrow's daughter."

"Speaking of which, are you sure about this, captain?" He asked with a frown.

"If anyone can tell me where to find my father, it's Will Turner who has been cursed to serve on the Flying Dutchman. The Dutchman only makes shore once every ten years and is not due for a visit for another four." I explained to them. "I cannot wait four years so we're going to have to go find The Dutchman."

"To World's End it is." Quinn said.

"To World's End, men!" I commanded them as they all began to take their places.

My only hope now was that we didn't find out that the world was actually round as Quinn would say on some days when he was drunk.