Hi! ToxicBeetle here bringing you what is hopefully a good story. It may be a bit slow to start but I hope with time, that it'll get better. The story mainly revolves around 15 year old Nakada who… well, read and find out. I love Fanfic and this is my first ever. Please, read and review.

A Sparrow's Nest

Chapter 1

"Nakada, you're 15 now and I feel I should tell you something." Nakada's mother said nervously to her on the day of her birthday. Nakada sighed and turned to face her mother. We're so different, Nakada thought. What with her blonde hair and dad's red hair, where'd I get mine? And she has said that every year since I were ten, she's never gotten further though.
"What?" Nakada said stubbornly, "What do you got to say to me?" Almost as soon as she'd said that, Nakada felt guilty, But it's not my fault I'm speaking to her like this, the next sentence she usually says after that is 'oh never mind, we'll wait until you're older.' It's really getting on my nerves.
Nakada's mother took a step back, shocked at how her daughter was speaking to her.
"Well… ummm…" she faltered and looked around to her husband for help, yet he merely nodded in encouragement, he didn't want to get stuck in a fight if it came to it.
"You see, Nakada, me and Bill, we are not your… your… oh, we're not your real parents!" Nakada stared, open-mouthed at them for several moments; whatever she had been expecting it had not been that.
"What did you say?" Nakada managed to whisper eventually.
"You're not our daughter," her 'mother' said, warming greatly to her theme "You never have been, and now that you're fifteen, I have decided to tell you, we don't know who your real family is, or if you even have one, but…" She was stopped mid-flow when Nakada leapt up from her seat, and in a rustle of petticoats, had barged past her and disappeared down the hall in a flash of cream "Nakada!" her 'mother' shouted and started after her, but Bill put a strong hand on her shoulder, stopping her as they heard the front door slam against the wall as Nakada rushed through it. "Let her be," he said gently "You got carried away and gave her a shock, let her think."

Nakada ran down the street, tears obscuring her vision. How could they? She thought angrily. How could they have never told me? When she had finally calmed down, Nakada stopped, it was beginning to get dark and Nakada found herself down a small alley that was littered with all kinds of rubbish, including a few old cabinets and a table. I should be getting back, she told herself. They'll be getting worried. Her feet turned her around and had taken a couple of steps before she stopped herself.
No!!!! She mentally shouted at herself. I will never go back, not after today, not after what SHE TOLD ME!! With that on her mind, Nakada turned into the alley again and walked as far back as she dared. She then settled herself between the table and a busted cabinet and was soon asleep.
Nakada was woken up by the sound of the town busying itself with everyday life. Cursing as she stood, for she was stiff with cold and from how she had slept, Nakada picked her way through the rubbish and quietly slipped into the street. For some unknown reason to her, Nakada kept to the shadows, she wandered forwards, rubbing sleep from her eyes and easing some movement back into her limbs. She was just trying to work out what she would do for breakfast when a group of red-coated men ran past the shadow in which she hid. Pulling herself closer to the wall, she watched, fearful, as the soldiers stopped a stopped a thin old man as he led his aged goat down the busy street.
"Excuse me… sir?" One of the soldiers said curtly, looking the man up and down. "Have you seen a young women go by here in a cream dress?" The old man looked up and saw Nakada partly hidden in the shadows, she shook her head desperately and the old man gave a toothless grin as he returned his gaze to the soldier.
"No sir, I haven't, terribly sorry" he said and edged his way around the soldiers, winking at Nakada as he went.

Nakada waited for several moments after the soldiers had left, mentally thanking the man for not giving her away. She eventually scurried out of the cover of the shadows and silently moved down the street, just as she began to relax, heavy footsteps reached her ears and panicking, Nakada wildly stared around her before running and after some difficulty, clambered over a fence. Nakada dropped into a garden, almost breaking her ankles in her high-heeled boots. She cursed silently and pulled them off. Eventually breathing a sigh of relief as the footsteps died away. She looked around, taking in her surroundings:
The garden was small and very dirty, rubbish littering the ground. The only items that were clean in the whole garden were a row of clothes set to dry on a line. Nakada's eyes fell upon a black pair of trousers and a fairly white shirt. She grinned, Perfect.

I hoped you like it. It's probably really bad but please, if you review, be as honest as possible. Your help would be appreciated. It will get better, promise. I have a plot and this is just a start to the whole story. I will be bringing well-known pirates in the next chapter. Which I will write, regardless of the reviews. Please review.