Two sailors from the Perriculum grabbed on to the hull of the Black Pearl and stealthily climbed aboard. The first one on deck was a tall, skinny fellow. The second man was no more than a teenager. The sky was filled with stars and if you looked to the east you would see a young sun beginning to peak up from under the horizon. The two men took no notice. They wasted no time and hastily crept to the captain's quarters, shutting the door behind them.

The first man immediately pulled out a dagger and plunged it into one of the treasure chest's lock. He pulled off the lock and pried open the chest. The inside was filled with precious gems and coins.

"Zach!" the first man whispered to the second as he grabbed a nearby burlap sack and began to fill it with the chest's treasures. "Pour the poison into one of Sparrow's rum bottles and help me with this treasure."

"Yes, Charles," obeyed the second man. Zach pulled a small vile out from his pocket and stumbled over to the captain's bed.

Jack lay there, snoring like a bear. Zach reached over Jack to grab hold of the rum bottle Jack was holding, but Jack rolled over. Zach sighed and walked over to the other side of the bed and tried again. He grabbed the rum bottle and fumbled with the vile, trying to uncork it.

The door burst open and both men quickly turned around. A black silhouette of a teen aged woman was at the door. She slowly walked in, unsheathed a sword, and pointed it at the two men as if ready for anything. Zach pulled out his sword but as quick as lightning, the woman had a dagger at his throat and his hands behind his back. Charles dropped all of the treasure and rushed to his friend's side, but the woman, still holding on to Zach, used her sword hand to disarm Charles. She kicked him with so much force that he fell to the ground.

"Who are you?" He breathed. The woman dropped Zach and motioned for him to join his friend on the floor. Normally, Zach wouldn't follow a woman's orders, but this woman scared him. He scrambled over to Charles.

"Thalia," she answered, stepping out of the shadows. Thalia had thick, dark brown, curly hair that cascaded down her shoulders and fell about her face. Her emerald colored eyes stared icily at the two men. Her skin was tanned from the sun and freckles danced across her nose. She was tall and skinny, as if she had a busy life that kept her running. From the other side of the room, Thalia heard Jack snore. He can sleep through all this? She thought to herself.

"Thalia..." Charles began, as if groping for the right words. "You...you're-"

"A woman? Yes, thank you, Captain Obvious," she spat, rolling her eyes.

"I...I have never heard of you before," gasped Zach. Before he realized it, Thalia was at his throat again.

"Gentlemen, let this be known as the day you learned of Thalia Sparrow, daughter of Captain Jack Sparrow! Remember my name, for you will hear it again." She said to them, backing away from Zach but still keeping a steady eye on him.

"If I ever catch you on my father's ship again, I'll quarter you both and send you to the locker!" Thalia kept her sword towards them as she lifted her free hand to the door. "Get...Out," she ordered through gritted teeth.

Zach and Charles look at each other and scrambled to their feet, running to the door.

"You!" Thalia accused, looking at Charles. "Empty your pockets."

Charles pulled out his pockets quickly and coins and emeralds dropped to the floor. He tour out the door.

Thalia sheathed her sword and put her dagger back in her boot. "Job well done," she whispered to herself with a smug smile. Thalia looked around the room. Gold and gems were spilled everywhere. This will never do she thought as she stooped down and began to clean up her father's room.

"T-Thalia...?" groaned a familiar voice. Jack was awake. Thalia jumped up.

"Yes, Captain?" she answered.

"What are you doing up so early?" Jack asked as he reached for his rum.

"Don't touch that!" screamed Thalia as she leapt for the bed. She snatched the poisoned bottle away from her father's grasp and jumped up from the bed.

Jack stared at her, bewildered at his daughter's behavior.

"Um...give me back me rum," he ordered questioningly.

"I-I can't, father. It's poisoned," she began gingerly.

"Poisoned?" asked the Captain, furrowing his eyebrows. "What's this about?" He patted the bed, motioning for Thalia to sit next to him.

Thalia obeyed, and began telling her father what happened.