A/N: Ok this is a little bit different from what I've done before. It's not like my other pirate stories, but yet it is somewhat similar. How often does a blind girl do something like this? Oh well, please R&R!

"Barbossa can't we go now? Haven't you tortured these people enough?" I nagged, finding it necessary to shout over the cannons.

"We aren't done until I get the Aztec pieces. Just because you didn't take one doesn't mean ye get to order me." He spat back.

The monkey, Jack I believe they named it to make fun of my old captain, the one I actually respected, screeched in agreement with its master.

"Same to you fuzzy." I snapped.

I did my best to ignore the screams and pleas of the civilians that were being mercilessly slaughtered on no accord. After a long period of time, the pirates clambered back aboard the Black Pearl, Captain Jack's ship, and greedily dumped out the contents of the gold they had stolen on their raid across the deck.

"You all are greedy pigs." I grimaced.

Several guns cocked, and I can only assume that they were being pointed in my direction.

"Oh please, if you were going to kill me ye would have done it years ago. Now put those toys away before you hurt yourselves." I retorted.

"Ye know Jazzy, ye have been given us an awful amount of back sass since we mutinied 'ol Jack." Barbossa snapped.

"And shot Bootstrap out of a bloody cannon to the depths of Davey Jones' Locker." I added bitterly. "And stop calling me Jazzy, its Jasmine."

Only Captain Jack was allowed to call me Jazzy, but I didn't mention that.

"Well then maybe ye would prefer to join your good friend Bootstrap Bill. What say ye men?"

"Aye!" The crew cheered.

I listened to the ocean beginning to splash against the sides of the Pearl, but I wasn't afraid to face death. Ropes were bound around my hands.

"Now walk the plank." Barbossa ordered.

"We'd blindfold ye, but what would be the point of that?" Pintel laughed.

"Where's the plank? I'm blind remember?" I played stupid.

One pirate gave me a hard shove and I fell backwards onto the wooden plank.

"Find it now?"

Another burst of laughter, which just caused me to jump overboard. I had wanted to do that since the mutiny. I untied the ropes from my arms and treaded water for a moment, thinking over my options.

I picked a random direction and swam forward that way, hoping I would find a sandbar or a port. The port we had previously left wasn't too far behind, but I wasn't sure if I was even going in the right direction. I just followed the current, which allowed some slack.

Soon my legs and arms began to cramp, and I felt like I should just go down now.

"Can anyone hear me? Hello?" I called out, hoping a ship or something would hear my pleas.

"Oy, there's a woman in the water sir!"

Thank God, I was close somewhere.

"Can somebody help me?" I called back.

Two people pulled me up out of the water and onto something wooden. Most likely a deck of some sorts.

"Can you tell me where I am?" I asked the persons who had hauled me from the icy grasp of the sea.

"Port Royal ma'am. What were you doing so far out?" A man questioned.

"Nothing, my ship sank. Umm… can you take me to the nearest blacksmith shop?"

"I'm afraid you'll need to come with me."

Before I could object there was a loud splash and somebody shouting;

"Elizabeth!"

The man walked away and I took off, following the direction the wood was going until I felt gravel roads. I crashed into someone, who shrieked loudly.

"Ma'am I'm terribly sorry. I am blind you see." I explained to the hysterical woman. "Where is the blacksmith shop?"

"It is three blocks down from here. I shall take you." The woman offered, calming down quite a bit.

As soon as she touched my arm, I saw through her eyes the beautiful paved roads and homes of Port Royal. The docks were flooded with red coats, surrounding someone I could not see.

I saw every turn until the sign for the blacksmith emerged from the crowd. The woman released my arm and my vision was back to darkness.

"Young William Turner should be able to help you my dear."

William Turner? No it couldn't be.

"Thank you ma'am."

Before she had a chance to notice the pirate brand on my arm, I entered the blacksmith shop.

A/N: Ok that's it for chapter one. Please R&R and tell me what you think!

-16aqua