Either because she didn't hear or because she didn't care, Abigail didn't move. She stayed by her cousin even as rowboats from the pirate ship landed in the port. Even as Will Turner fought off pirates in the street. She wasn't bitter at those who did this. At the moment it hadn't even crossed her mind that someone was responsible. She just felt empty. Dazed even. Part of her didn't - couldn't accept the fact Elizabeth was dead. "Come on, Elizabeth." She whispered pushing some of her cousin's hair out of her face. Death does strange things to people. The stunning blow of shock followed by denial. Some people wail, others are stoic - almost hardened. For some the realization that it is not a cruel joke but a grim reality doesn't come for several weeks. Even holding her dead cousin's body, the evidence of death in front of her eyes, Abigail's brain couldn't wrap around it. This was a dream. She would wake up and find Elizabeth alive and well. They'd laugh together about her crazy nightmare. "Please," she whispered. She glanced up at the roof of the ceiling. Her eyes searched almost as if begging heaven to answer the question all people asked when a loved one died: Why? Why did this happen? How could it happen? Will fought on the streets. The pirate with the massive ball and chain was a bit difficult. A weapon like that had advantages and disadvantages. If used properly it could be a very powerful assault weapon. But if not, it can be more of a hindrance. In this case, it was a bit of both. Will dodged it as he pressed the pirate. However, he was cheated out of his victory as the heavy sign came down taking out the pirate. Will scowled. Could he not have just ONE victory? First his slob of a master knocks out the female pirate and now a sign. It was as if the universe was laughing at him. He didn't get much time to consider as a passing pirate smacked him upside the head with a bottle, sending him into oblivion. The pirates had made it all the way to the Governor's mansion. He wasn't there of course. Safely in the fort, Governor Swan had been called to discuss some business and now sat there anxiously worrying about his daughter and niece. The fort had been caught unaware but they were quickly fighting back. Soldiers poured onto the streets to fight the pirates off. Cannon fire returned at the ship. Commodore Norrington walked along the men giving them orders and courage. The prison was a strange place for a couple pirates to wonder into but nonetheless two did. Abigail didn't know how long she was sitting there when they entered. She didn't even look up. "Well, well, well." One of the pirates said taking in the scene. The two moved forward and grabbed the young girl with not the best intent. Neither seemed to notice Vivienne yet. Though seemingly empty, Abigail fought as she was pulled away. She didn't really know who it was who had grabbed her nor did she really care. She didn't want to be separated from her cousin. One pirate saw the thin band around the girl's neck. "'hat do we 'ave 'ere?" He asked pulling it out. Both froze as the moonlight reflected on the rare pirate coin hanging from Abigail's neck.