AJ Cody is ready to graduate from being Calypso's apprentice. She is going to become a certified sea witch. Can she overcome her inflated ego, pampered life style, and overly romantic state of mind and survive a trip into Pirate's of the Caribbean? a self- insert fic('cept, she isn't me... though I do totally get a camio in the sequal ;) )

DISCLAIMER: Don't own... duh... if I did, would I be writing this?

The Silver Stone Chronicles: Curse of the Black Pearl

15 men on a dead men's chest

Yo-ho-ho and a bottle of rum

Pirates. They've been romanticized since they existed. They have done what we all wanted to. They woke up one morning and said 'fuck this shit. Let's do something exciting.' Their only worry is being caught. They live a life with no responsibilities.

That is why being a pirate is so appealing to me and my fellow Americans. In our Capitalistic world, we jump at the chance to make money with what seems to be no work.

Now, many kids started getting into pirates when POTC came out. I think I did a bit before that, around the time my family moved. I chose a pirate theme for my room. I would always go in fantasize about the statues coming to life. Fighting, scouting treasure, sailing a ship… it all seemed fascinating.

I've lived on boats my whole life. When I was 10, I moved on land. My sister started high school and my mom felt that we should have a stable house. We moved a bit north, but we were still in Florida, and still by the sea. Not too long after, Curse of the Black Pearl came out. It instantly became my favorite movie. And shortly after that my aunt told me something I would never forget.

"Annebelle June Cody… You are a Sea Witch."

I'll explain. Make a five pointed star. The criss-crossy kind. The top section represents 'Death Merchants'. I don't what they are really called. I stole the name from a book cause basically the book was accurate. Move once to the right. That is the earth god, Saraph. Move to the right again. That is the air goddess, Venda. Move to the right again. That's Aedeen. He's a fire god. Finally is Claypso, water goddess.

So imagine my surprise when the second movie came out and my teacher was in it. I knew she was the sea goddess but this was a surprise. When I asked her about it she said simply: There is more to the movies than you think… You will find out.

Well, after the third movie came out I was completely obsessed. I was about to turn 17, actually. My parents felt my obsession was unhealthy. Who cares, I thought. I'm an immortal being, hello! Not that they knew that…

Well, upon turning 17, a sea witch (I can just say witch, as none of the others are considered witches) enter a time in the past, a movie, or a book to complete their training. I chose POTC. I read plenty of fan fiction and thought I would be quite successful. I love the stories they come up with and figured I could live one out. A dream come true…

So the day came to perform the spell. I packed all the necessities: A box of granola bars; deep sea diving mp3 player with back up batteries; water bottles; a cutlass, custom made, with help from Tia Dalma; morning after pills(eh, you never know); drugs, namely Advil, Midol, old Penicillin, Excedrin, Dayquil, and Caffeine Pills(and trust me, I don't need the last two); perfume; underwear; aloe; and a picture of me with my friends.

I put on the necklace that Tia Dalma gave me after changing into appropriate clothes. It was a shark tooth with a skull carved into it.

I picked up the six silver rocks that I was give for my birthday. They weren't anything particularly extraordinary in looks. They two inches long and an inch wide at the fattest part. They were smooth, dull silver. However, I could have picked them out from a million. They pulsated with an extreme amount of magic.

I began to mutter the spell.

"Ye otch son me de duke o doven y schnide yak duv ge gren."

I threw the rocks on the ground. They floated into place. I threw a picture of Jack Sparrow at the beginning of the first movie into the radiating light. In turned a deep blue.

I touched it clutching my bag. I felt my self being slowly pulled threw. I landed just behind the deck. I overheard voices.

"What d'ye say to three shillings... and we forget the name?" I smiled. I was here.

Mwah! End chapter one! Reviews please? Chapter two will be up in a moment.