DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN AND NEVER WILL. How's that for a Disclaimer?

Pairing: Daniel&Jack Sparrow

CHAPTER 1

My name is Daniel and this is my story,ironicalyit started with the last day of school...for the week anyway.

Freedom had finally come that bleak school day as the bells rings echoed throughout the prison-like halls. As it finally reached my ears, its pleasing yet irrigating high pitch dings sings a song of freedom, I leapt from my seat, grabbed my things and ran out of the cellar doors. I didn't even wait for the teacher to dismiss me but I didn't even care it was FRIDAY! What was one more detention anyways?

It felt good to be in the outdoors again where the breeze flew freely and carried natures' scent to my nose Being contained by walls for more than five hr. made me irritated. In fact I keep the door to the balcony in my room always open. I took the long way home just to enjoy the freedom longer and walked on the pawed side walk popping in tone of my favorite CD's Shining Collections (Gravitation).

I sang my heart out despite the fact that dogs were yelping in pain because of it. As I reached my house door, I took one last sniff on the world before me before grasping the cool door knob and letting myself in.

"Yo I am home!" I shouted as I ran upstairs to my room. Something was awaiting me up there. Something with which called to me, something I was just totally obsessed with . . .

PIRATES OF THE CARIBBEAN! Movie TIME! It was true. I am totally obsessed with this movie . . . even more so with Jack Sparrow. I popped in the DVD into my player and watched all its splendor. My eyes totally fixed themselves on that screen in my room, picturing pirates fighting with the crafty beautiful swords. I loved everything about those pirates! They're charm, their cunning abilities, their wits.

I loved them and most of all I'd give anything just to spend one day with them, to be by Jack Sparrows right-hand side as the Black Pearl shredded the seas before it, it was a dream I know all to well, and that's all it was . . . a dream.

The movie had long since been over but it still ran through my mind. Far-fetched obsessions can be so cruel. The night had arrived and soon after I began to feel sleepy but the bed would have to wait. Drowsily I walked out onto my balcony and with heavy eyes I tilted my head to gaze at the white pearls up above the night sky, after a while of starring into the night sky I saw a shooting star and wished I could meet Jack Sparrow. Few minutes passed by and I went back into my room beating my self up in my head for thinking that, the wish I just made would come true.

I stared out of the balcony window for a bit more before my eyelids fell and I fell into a deep sleep.

Once again my dreams were filled with pirates, dark seas, before I gave way to the Black Pearl sailed across with Jack Sparrow at the wheel. I looked over the side of the ship and gazed at the white glowing ripple descending further and further back into the midnight seas.

I looked to Jack who in turn gave me a wiry little smile and I found myself doing the same in spite of myself.

In the back of your mind, behind the barriers of denial, I knew that this was only a dream. All the wishing in the world could never make this dream come true.

Then again I should always be careful with what I wish for . . . as the saying goes.

Waking up from good dreams always sucks but it's even worse when I'm awakened by continuous pokes in my arms and what not.

"Could you cut it out!"I asked angrily as my eyes still kept shut I was only half awake . . .

It's too bad that the half that is awake is my demon half other wise known as the angry, scary, mad, half. Despite my 'polite request' the poking still continued.

"Yo, I asked you once. Poke me one more time and I'll FUCKING BREAK YOUR FINGERS BACK!" I yelled, eyes still close and hands clutched in anger at my side. See what I mean by demonic angry mad side?I was always known for my short temper, and poking me in my sleep kind um . . . of not helped.

The poking had gone but I still felt tense. Now I was contemplating whom in fact had poked me. Usually my parents just throw a bucked of ice cold water on me. With all the strength that I could muster I attempted to lift my eyelids. A difficult task when am still very asleep.

Bright light slipped through into my eyes after I partly opened them, and I shut them feeling the lights evil sting. After a few more minutes I attempted to open them again. Slowly they opened little by little, allowing my eyes to slowly adjust to the sun's evil rays. Soon the light had disappeared.

"Huh!" I thought as now a black silhouette stood before me.

Even more confusing was that now, a very new sent had reached my nose. One of which I haven't smelled in years . . .

"I...I smell the ocean!" I thought out loud.

"Aye, that be because you are at the ocean, "said a deep voice which sounded all too familiar. That's when my eyes shot open and there before me, I found . . .

TBC

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Next chapter: THE REACTION

Eve Of Destiny