AN: I was thinking while reading Twilight Saga, that it seemed unnatural that the vampires had a natural predator stalking them on land, but were free to roam the depths of the ocean unchallenged. I had an idea watching the last Pirates of the Caribbean movie. After much thought, I think I might be able to pull this off. I would do a crossover, but I'm not interested in using characters from Pirates. Let me know what you think of this.

And the obvious point, I'm not SM although she's kind enough to let us play with her characters.

"What have you done?" I wanted to ask her the very same thing. It seemed incredible that I would make such a stupid mistake. It was a gross error in judgement. I'd never crossed one before and instinct kicked in. What had I done? I had broken a very old treaty.

Our stories told of a time when mankind was afraid of the sea and rarely ventured far into the water. They were few in number and it wasn't a difficult to protect them. A part of us, would always feel a protectiveness for these delicate creatures. Occasionally, we would borrow a male specimen as they were required for us to reproduce when we were ready. Our Great-Mothers sang enchanting tunes to ships, luring them out to our water to play. At some point, mankind became hostile to the unknown and rather than celebrating our symbiotic relationship, they demonized us. At first, I'm told centuries ago, our Great-Mothers were amused. Soon, mankind grew in number far greater than our own and became emboldened. They attacked without cause. They took food in greater quantities than the seas could replenish. They soiled the waters. They threatened our existence.

All of this after millenniums of rescuing mankind from drownings, sharks and vampires. Bitterness took root and grew with each passing generation. The day came when we no longer ushered them safe passage and made a treaty with the vampires. Unobstructed passage through our waters, not including Mariana Trench, in return the vampires didn't attack or obstruct us in any way. The vampires were our natural enemies as Sirens. We were as strong as them but faster in the water. Control of the vampires changed hands and I doubted they were still aware of such a treaty much less of our existence. But this transgression might bring us to their attention.

It had only taken a moment. A scuba diver intruding near the surface of our trench. My first mistake was that I had drifted closer to look at the creature out of curiosity. It wasn't wise to be seen by humans in this day and age. Better to be thought fantastic creatures of the imagination. It was safer in the secure squeezing depths of the cold ocean with primeival dragon like fish and florescent squid; where no human could bare the thousand more bars of pressure over sea level. A vampire dove greedily at the man. Having never witnessed such a thing before, I unprepared for the instinctual reaction that was lodged at me. I thrust through the water, feeling my teeth retract and nails lengthen into claws in an explosive instant. Next thing I knew I had the vampires head in my hands. My body wanted to drag the body and head down to an underwater volcano and dispose of the remains. My mind reeled as I realized what I had done.

Eyes were watching me. I saw Salacia and her entourage bearing witness to my mistake and another vampire watching me in horror.

It only took a reproachful look from Salacia for me to withdraw from the scene and return home under guard. She surfaced to speak with the vampires.

In my black treacle haven, I swam back and forth telling my mother exactly what had happened. And now she was asking: What have you done?

I knew exactly what I had done. I had cursed myself.

"Amrita." A stern voice beckoned me. Salacia held steady over our sea bottom space. Terror gripped me as I waited for the promised punishment for breaking the treaty. "The punishment for treason is death. Breaking the treaty, and bringing down the wrath of the vampires is sabotage. Have you no idea how overwhelmingly we are outnumbered by these piranha's? And for what? A lowly human? We eat them ourselves when they over fish our waters! You fool! The vampire as much as admitted that they weren't even aware of our existence anymore! You attacked it for attempting to do something that we have done ourselves at times! You stupid shark! You sponge off us for your short life to repay us in this kind? Death is the fitting punishment!"

As we all did at this depth, when we communicated, she glowed a translucent green. Her face was lined and pitted in anger the way our faces changed when we felt aggressive. I was humiliated and hurt by her words. But worse still, I was terrified of dying.

"I understand." My response resembled a dolphins squeak. Due to our need to communicate from the very bottom of the ocean all of the way up to dry land like humans; our voices evolved to be highly developed.

"Please don't do this! I beg you!" My mother threw herself at Salacia.

A full audience stood witness to the scene as quiet communication transmitted amongst them. I felt like drifting seaweed as my future hung in the balance. Salacia stared at me considering my permanent cessation. My mother continued to beg and plead for my survival. Her only surviving flesh and blood.

"Banishment from the seas and oceans for a year and permanent banishment from Mariana Trench." My mother wholly thanked her instantly while my soul felt as though it were separating from my being. Where would I go? What would I do? How would I survive on dry land? Taking mercy on me, her face softened and her aggression repealed. "I'll allow Electra help you with the initial adjustment. Once she leaves, I can recommend a place that is safe protected from vampires." My mother was coming with me. That was the main point that I heard. I wouldn't be alone, at least not at first. I could survive this.

Pu'uwai rested precariously on the blue waters. A Hawaiian island in the Pacific Ocean was my first step on the road to being human. Melted rock layered upon itself settled into the ocean where the tide crashed against. We sat on the rocks as we waited for our fins to dry in the sun. My mother had done this before when she had mated. Nineteen years ago, she had made a similar journey in the Mediterranean to find a mate. With the aid of her mother, she had been coached as she coached me now. Only, I wasn't following the steps of my ancestry. I wasn't seeking a temporary mate. The call to mate was there, along with a bitter edge and all that came with that. What did Siren do with a mate she no longer had use for? These days, she drew him into the water and ate him. This provided valuable nutrition for offspring she may potentially grow in the coming weeks and to ensure that he would not betray her secrets. We had moved a long way from the days when we had protected humans to becoming little more than cannibal predators. I knew we all shared genes with mankind. But we didn't share lives with these weak vessels. They were strange and hostile strangers. Without the instinct to mate, they served no other purpose.

Before my stunned eyes, my fin gave way to two perilous legs. My body seemed to lose the strength that I had always known and loved in the ocean. Drawing oxygen was laboured and dry. Failing to carry what I needed effectively around my body. "I'm weak!" I shrieked with panic.

"You're still stronger than most humans. But you have observed correctly, you are greatly weakened. Our bodies aren't well adapted to land. Now, you must practice with me, Amrita. We need you to walk. Salacia hasn't given me much time." Hadn't I known that my mother, Electra had done this herself, I would have given up in frustration. The task appeared impossible.

"I can see why you only mated once!" I lamented over my bruised knees and scraped palms.

"In truth, that's not why I only mated once." Electra spoke softly. She had never spoken of her experience before now. I supposed knowing that we wouldn't see, brought her to share. I waited, sensing that she wanted to alleviate a burden. "I found a good man and I couldn't end his life. My mother had to do it for me." She sighed. "I hadn't the heart to bear the brunt of killing my mate." She walked away for some time and said nothing more on the topic.

After two days work, I was walking and even running. My instincts gently hummed with the need to find a mate. Virile and healthy. But I knew that was a luxury that I could not afford. Who would attend my birth? I would have no one to stand by my side. I would be alone. I would be a lone Siren without her school. No one had birthed outside of the Trench. I was cursed to die barren and unfulfilled. And my mother thought that this lonely future was better than death? I disagreed with her.

The day had finally come for me to separate from my mother. She led me to South Bay near a place she could a town with a name. Hoquiam. We stole clothing from a docked yacht and I took a shower at the changing rooms. I was rather good at languages and she had been practicing English with me and working on my grasp of trade. I would trade jewels at a pawn shop for money. I was then to travel up the peninsula on foot to Forks. She suspected that the vampires would be on the look out for Sirens now. This town bordered a reservation that had creatures that would keep vampires at bay. I would need to find work and lodging. And she would visit me in a year.

It was a painful farewell, but we managed it. The thin dry air lacked comfort and security. I was smothered in vulnerability. However, I clung to the reassurance that few humans would be stronger than me. I suspected that most humans would have better balance than me. I was quite literally a fish out of water. It seemed ill-conceived and unnatural to balance my weight on two long, bending stilts.

I was in luck at the pawn shop as the proprietor provided me with a fake ID and social security number of a dead woman. My new name was Nova Amparo. I knew enough Latin and Spanish to realize the meaning. I hoped the woman's identity was an adequate shelter.

He was amused when I stared at my reflection in a full mirror. He commented on my vanity. I was pleased to see my yellow hair framing an oval face. Gray irises settled in wide eyes. I had caught glimpses of my reflection, but never seen this before. It was truly amazing to see all of myself at once.

And thus began the long, arduous walk to Forks. Unfamiliar muscles tired of the strain of attempting to balance for so long. For all my strength was being drained by my efforts to stay upright. Thick blankets of trees stretched for miles in every direction like an open air kelp forest. New sights, sounds and scents churned my stomach. And yet, I knew that my senses were dulled in this form. Cars and trucks slid into view without warning, some pausing to offer me a ride into town. Whichever town was closest was assumed to be my intended destination. I didn't correct them; just politely rejected their offers.

I yearned for the squeezing haven of the ocean. I missed my home so much I felt strangled with the need to cry at times. The horror of living in this form was beginning to settle on me awakening from my numbness. I was living chained down to my human body. Rain stopped and started sporadically, causing me to pull my umbrella out and putting it away. That was until one such sprinkle turned into a torrential downpour. The umbrella wouldn't keep my legs dry. I had thought they called it dry land, but these forests weren't turning out to be dry at all. Hesitating for a moment, I ran deep into the woods for cover. In Clearwater State Park, I found a large pine with dry needles giving me a sorely needed bed. My eyesight seemed to work as well in my human form giving me some small sense of comfort in my alien surroundings. Exhaustion drove me down into unconsciousness.

I was woken to the presence of a stranger. I gave a startled response to the anchored experience of awakening to a body gravity held firmly in its grasp. Then concern gathered concern as I grew more aware that a strange man was trying to get my attention.

"Miss, are you okay?" He had a deep voice that triggered a response between my thighs. His musky odour called on me to take him whole. Like other males of the species, my strong mating instincts played my chords like a compelling melody on a harp. My senses were too dulled to smell him over the smell of tree resin and damp leaves. But I was aware of my body shivering from cold.

The clouds had dispersed and a half moon hung just above the treeline. The night sky was beginning to purple as dawn hinting it's days greeting.

The man towered over my huddled form draped over my backpack and umbrella spread over curled legs. His skin was a reddish brown henna. His hair was as black as the night sky. His eyes were a dark earthy brown. I couldn't judge his height, but sensed he was larger than myself and solidly built. I was stronger than I appeared, but there was a good chance he could be stronger than me. He wore cut off trousers that rode low on hips. I was sorely tempted to make them drop. I could see in the darkness his nostrils flaring followed by surprise at me. I didn't know how sensitive humans sense of smell was, but judging from his reaction, he could smell my arousal even as I shivered.

I reminded myself that I couldn't afford to seek a mate and clamped down on my baser instincts. "I am well sir." Still his nostrils flared and his head tilted inquiringly. It would seem that he was a rather astute human. He was already aware of something unusual about me. "Rain stop. I leave." My voice seemed detached, communicating again through the air. It was still a fresh sensation this first week on land.

"You're cold. Where are you heading?"

"Thorks."

"You mean Forks." I observed his upper teeth and lower lip meet as he pronounced the town. I had some confusion between my f sounds and th sounds. I would need to practice them.

"Forks." I nodded. His body was rigid, with his shoulders drawn back. He didn't trust me. He suspected something.

I tucked my umbrella into my back pack and pulled it onto my shoulders. "Goodbye." I gave a shy smile and silently prayed as I turned my back to him. It went against all good instinct, but he had a life times experience traversing land. I had only days. It was best that I presented the least amount of threat as possible. A hand touched my shoulder. He had crossed the space between us silently.

"Where are you from?" He asked softly. I studied his face realizing that we hadn't planned nearly enough. I wasn't aware that humans asked such questions. The only dealings I was aware of between mankind in conversations had been violent or for reproductive purposes. He wanted information.

"Why?"

"I found you lying in the forest suffering from exposure to the elements, you're traveling on foot to a destination a full day's walk away and English is your second language. Yes, I'm curious." His face was a mask of calm in the darkness and I sensed he had more to list but wasn't sharing with me.

"You call authorities?"

He shook his head. I wanted to give him a cover story. But I really didn't know enough about these people to make a credible story. A spoke other human languages just as poorly as I spoke English. I had little knowledge of geography and countries. I had to say something.

"I American." I frowned nodding my head, willing him to agree with me.

He pressed his lips together to keep from laughing at me. That wasn't a convincing sign. "I'm sure. Which state?" He folded an arm over his chest and resting an elbow and holding his chin in the palm of his hand as though anticipating a humorous response.

"This state." I tried to sound indignant. I was never very good at acting.

"What's the name of this state?"

My mouth opened and closed like a fish while I struggled to think of a state name. "Doorsaid?"

He burst out laughing and I might have been tempted to join him if I wasn't sorely disappointed that I had clearly failed so quickly in my first interactions with people. The Pawn shop proprietor had made so many assumptions so quickly, the exchange had run smoothly and quickly. The cooked food shop had pictures to point at that had made things so easy. I had thought that I had things under control. But now things were quickly spiraling out of my control.

"I'm sorry, that was too cute!" He wheezed trying to regain his composure. I wasn't expecting a fragile man to expose me so easily. He should be melting under my call begging for release or begging for me to allow him to live. It seemed ungainly to be at his mercy. "The name's Jared." He offered me his hand. I wasn't sure what he wanted me to do with his hand so I frowned trying to imagine what I should do with it. Tap it? Kiss it? Hold it to my cheek? What did he want? He smiled wanly. He pulled his hand away after waiting awkwardly for some time.

"N-n-nova." I was cold. It seemed strange to me that I was used to far colder temperatures in the ocean. But I was experiencing deep chills shaking me at this temperature.

"Christ, can I warm you up already? I won't expose you to authorities I promise. Just let me take you to Kim, we'll have you fed and well rested in no time." He didn't appear to be a threat up to this point. I decided that the best thing to do was to trust him. I held his eyes, my instinct to seduce and take him roaming the back of my conscious thoughts. Unlike other men, he only seemed vaguely aware of my hold. I shoved the primal predator back into her cage when I realized what I was doing and nodded my assent.

"Great!" Without warning he wrapped an arm around me and pulled out one of the many contraptions I had seen people hold to their ears and speak into. "Hey babe, could you-"

"Already on it." Another male voice joined the first. An even larger man approached. He looked much like Jared only the details in his face were different. "Seth's on his way from Forks after a visit to the Cullen's." His eyes met mine and intently focused on guarding my instincts more carefully. "I'm Sam." He added quickly.

"Nova."

"Nova?" He frowned. "That's a... different... name." I shifted uncomfortably in Jared's burning hot arms under Sam's hard stare. Were humans really this warm? I thought we were supposed to be the same temperature. At the same time, my cold bones enjoyed thawing quickly in his heat. And his scent! Musky and woodsy, unmistakeably virile. Delicious. Images of riding him to ecstasy and finishing with leading him into dark waters danced through my head for a moment. While my dark urges might want to get carried away, I had explicit control over my rational mind. I reminded myself also, that this man had been different. When I had slipped, I hadn't had captured him in a haze. He was different.

While my many thoughts had whirled through my mind, the two men had been talking over my head. The spoke quickly and used terms that I was unfamiliar with. I suspected that they were speaking in a code for privacy.

Some time passed before a car came to a stop in front of us. It was silver and in the crack of dawn it's silver coat gleamed viciously. Doors opened and I felt apprehension flow over me. A moving vehicle. I was going to get into a moving vehicle. I hadn't anticipated this. Jared kept an arm around me eased me into the car. I was shaking again but it wasn't cold anymore. It was like attempting to put my hand in a vampires mouth.

"Shush, shush. It's okay honey. I won't let anything happen to you." He pulled me onto his lap behind yet another large and muscled man. The car smelled as sweet as vampires. "Come on, you should be excited. You get to ride in Dr Fang's Saab." Jared attempted to encourage me. I buried my face in his neck, overwhelmed by foreign surroundings. I had to release all control and allow my body to be moved. I huddled into Jared as I had once huddled into my mother. The fearful tremble almost violent.

"Who is she? What's wrong with her?" The man sitting in front of us a wheel asked.

"This is Nova. A confident and amusing young woman... until she got in the car." Sam answered distantly. "Seth, just drive the car."

I didn't look to see what happened.

"Yes sir." His voice was cheeky.

Another AN: So was this just too ridiculous to keep up? I promise, she'll kick ass later, but this is all new to her right now. Let me know if you want me to continue.