I don't own POTC, nor will I ever own it… ((Though I wish I did))!

Pirates of the Caribbean—

"Don't leave me! Please, help me! I'm begging!"

Tears ran down my face as these words escaped my lips. I had fallen to my knees as the crew of the Darkened Sea rushed over to capture me. He kneeled down and held my face gently, but firmly.

"I will never leave you, love... I'll be back for you!" he said returning to his feet, and then ran off.

The crew had finally reached me. I screamed bloody murder as they grabbed and forced me onto that disgrace they called a ship. I watched as the cowardly pirate ran off, leaving me… but he didn't really leave me…. He couldn't have! He had more honor than that.

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That was over three years ago. I had grown accustomed to my way of life on the Darkened Sea. I was given my own quarters on the ship, much more suiting for me than the bunks that the crewmen slept in. I stared into the mirror as I combed my hair out with the silver hairbrush my mother had given me when I was young. That was all I had left that related to my family. In the mirror, I could see the door burst open.

"Captain wants to see you out in the dinning room. I suggest you hurry it up! He's getting restless…!" Kirf said, then gave a taunting laugh as he threw a velvet dress onto the bed.

I turned my head slightly so I could see the dress out of the corner of my eye. Then, I looked back into the mirror and continued to brush my hair.

"Shall we be dinning with the rest of the crew?" I asked in a very lady-like manner while placing the brush on the counter.

"Captain said nothing 'bout that! Why should you care anyhow?" he asked in an angry tone.

I remained silent for a moment. I turned in my stool, so that I faced him,

"Would you please be so kind as to leave and allow me to get ready for the Captain?"

I remained very calm and showed no emotion in my face. Kirf only scoffed and exited the room. He seemed to stumble and I wasn't sure if it was because of the swaying of the ship or because of the rum he had drank. I turned to face the dress lying on the bed and then stood. I removed my daily outfit and placed the velvet gown on myself.

I took a look in the mirror and thought the dress quite suited me and brought out my bright, wine-colored eyes. I figured not to bother anymore with my hair. It was fine the way it was and I had no reason to get too creative with it. I walked out of my room and into the dinning room. As I walked in, I realized it was just the captain and Kirf, his first mate.

"Ah, Felicity, nice of you to join us," the captain stated,

"Please sit. Enjoy."

I said nothing. I only sat in the chair at the end of the table with an empty plate in front of me.

"Kirf," captain began again,

"Would you provide some food on young Felicity's plate…? Now!"

Kirf glared and grunted at me as he took my plate and applied a bounty of food on my now crowded plate.

"Eat up," he said slamming the food in front of me.

Kirf never really did have a liking for me. He was only helpful to me because Captain demands him to be. If it was up to Kirf, I'd either be serving on the Darkened Sea as a servant or drowning at the bottom of the sea. I indulged myself in the food. I was used to not using manners in front of the captain. I only ate once a day, so I couldn't help but be a slob at the table.

"The night is dawning on us…." Captain said with a smirk on if dirty face.

I stopped eating and placed the pig leg down on my plate.

"Yes… I am aware of that…" I replied.

I took a quick moment to relive the… adventure I had experienced. I sighed to myself and took a sip of my wine. Suddenly, we heard a loud thump at the door. Captain motioned Kirf to open up. When Kirf opened the door, one of the crewmen poured in on the floor followed by a stream of blood. We all exchanged glances. We began to hear the shuffling and stomping of feet, men screaming, swords clashing…. I went wide eyed. I stood up and ran out the door, pushing Kirf aside. I saw the crewmen fighting with another set of pirates.

"Agh!" screamed one of the men as he fell in front of me.

I gave a small shriek. Kirf and Captain came running up behind me witnessing the same scene.

"Stay here!" Captain commanded me as he ran off with a sword in his hand.

Kirf knocked me onto the ground as he ran by, "Don't go getting killed and all!"

As I began to stand up, I felt the presence of a cold blade resting on my neck. I looked up at the handler of the sword and gasped wide eyed.

"Just as I left you…." said a familiar voice, removing the threatening blade from my neck.

I smiled, "… Jack?! You came back for me!"

He smiled as well, "Just as I promised you, Felicity."

He lifted me off the ground and into his arms.

I heard him whisper, "You're coming with me…."

It brought a smile to my face.

"Felicity," I heard, and we both turned to the captain, who was swinging his sword against two of Jack's men,

"Don't run off with that dirty, slob, Sparrow!"

"Captain," Jack whispered, "Captain Jack Sparrow. Get it right, Captain Wenton!"

Jack had a voice of exaggeration when he said "Captain Wenton" that made me laugh. I had almost forgotten Captain's name. He didn't like his name… He preferred plain Captain.

While I laughed, I remembered something, "Jack, I need to get my mother's hairbrush!"

"Okay, you get the brush, I'll get the rum!" Jack answered, and we split up.

I ran down to my quarters and grabbed my brush. While I was there, I grabbed my other dress that was more comforting for me to wear. As I walked out the door, a man jumped in front of me. It was Kirf. He pulled his sword out and placed the tip on my throat.

"Where are you going, Princess?" he asked and I gasped.

"Don't move or this blade is going to stab you in your…"

Kirf didn't finish his sentence, for he was knocked unconscious by the smash of a bottle of rum when it hit the back of his head. Rum poured all over the floor. Jack appeared around the corner with his left arm wrapped around three bottles of rum.

"Hurry up, now, before I sacrifice anymore rum!"

He shoved me along and we raced up to the main deck.

"Come on, men! Our job is done here!" Jack announced and his men raced back to the Black Pearl.

The Black Pearl was far quicker than the Darkened Sea. I watched the ship fall behind gradually. When it was out of sight, I turned to Jack.

"Well, well," I began flirtatiously,

"If it isn't the brave Captain Jack Sparrow come to my rescue as promised…."

Jack shot me a playful grin, "We were also out of rum!"

Okay, this is my NEW POTC fanfic! I got rid of my old one cuz it just got too complicated! This one should be an improvement! Hope you like it… and don't forget to REVIEW! ((Giggles))!