I only own Alexandra so don't sue me! I do not own any of the characters in this story because if I did, I would have multi millions by now.

Let's say that Jack had a daughter. That daughter would be Alexandra. Thanks to watching the commentary on the Pirates DVD I get the whole backstory so here's my version of the first movie with the real thing wound in. Jack married (yes MARRIED) a woman named Anna way before he became Captain of the Black Pearl. They had a daughter named Alexandra shortly after. Now Jack was only a Captain for 2 years before the mutiny so that makes my OC 10 when he became captain and 12 when he was mutinied upon. Now after Jack was thrown off to the deserted island they killed Anna in front of Alexandra before hitting her head with an oar (original yes?) and knocked her out. They then threw her overboard when Barbossa and the crew ransacked the ship Will was on because they were looking for the medallion. Alexandra awoke and clung to the piece of wood Will was on and that's where Elizabeth found them both. Instead of going to an orphanage Alexandra became the adoptive daughter of Governor Swann and stepsister to Elizabeth. Hope I have covered all the base points. Also, Alex remembers her mother but when she was knocked out with the oar, her mother's dead body being thrown into the ocean was the last thing she saw and I don't know about you but I would push that as far from my mind as possible.

Feel free to help me in any way possible. This is my first time even posting. I lurked in here just reading the stories for about a year before getting the idea for this story.

The sun rose on another day in Port Royal. 18 year old Alexandra Swann (AN: for the time being it will be Swann) sat on her balcony overlooking the rising sun. Sitting in her dressing gown and a robe embroidered with wild flowers on it, Alexandra fiddled with the hem on her gown. Only 8 years ago she had been abandoned in the water with no clue how she got there. The only thing she had of value was a necklace, which was covered in green diamonds. Her stepsister and rescuer Elizabeth told her that she had been clutching it when she was found. Alexandra assumed it was her mothers and since she had no memory of her mother, she had kept it. The only thing Alexandra could remember was her father. She hoped that he would come and find her someday, but 8 years had passed and Alexandra had long ago given up any reunion of any kind with her father.

A knock at the door rattled her from her morning thoughts and Alexandra rose quickly and closed her balcony doors. "Yes?" "Alex. Are you awake, its Liz," she heard her stepsisters voice cry out. Smiling, Alexandra opened her door revealing Elizabeth, ready for the day and holding a giant box. Alex quirked her eyebrow. "Ah a new dress. Let me guess…there is some sort of ceremony today," Alex said. Liz rolled her eyes before shutting the door behind her. "A gift from father. It's a dress and yes its Commodore Norrington's ceremony today." Laughing at Liz's sarcasm, Alex took the box and went behind her dressing screen. Shockingly, Liz followed. Raising the dress out of the box, Alex noticed Liz standing beside her."Liz I can get dressed by myself you know." "Oh hush. Unless you can put on this corset all by yourself then I'll just go back downstairs and look like a little china doll," Liz said. Grimacing, Alex slipped the corset over her shoulders before turning her back to Liz. "I don't see how Father can make us wear these hideous things but he says they are the latest fashion in London," Liz grunted, tying the laces of Alex's corset. Giggling, Alex said, "I'm sure you had a few small words to say about that comment." "I said that the woman in London must have learned not to breathe," Liz said. After a few curses, laughter about how horrid the dresses were, and sucking in, Liz was done. Retreating from the dressing screen, Alex examined the dress in her mirror. Her bust was, for the most part, about to explode from the corset's tightness but the dress was exquisite. It was 3-quarter sleeve length, a-line hem, and was a pale whitish pink color. In fact, it was almost identical to Liz's gown. Reaching for her jewelry, her finishing touches were her tarnished sparrow necklace, which she tucked into her dress, and a simple pair of pearl earrings. On her wrist she slipped her mother's jade green necklace. Alex knew the bracelet would clash, but she never left without it. Before the 2 girls left the room they attempted to put on their hats, but decided they looked foolish and they left them off.

Descending the stairs, Alex and Liz saw their father having a word with William Turner by the strong wooden front door. Governor Swann turned towards the staircase and smiled brightly at his two daughters. "Oh you both look absolutely stunning." Alex smiled and looked at Liz who had a giant smile on her face upon seeing Will. "Well Liz I'll take this as my cue to shut my mouth about you having any fancy towards Will," Alex whispered. Turning redder than a tomato, Liz walked quickly over to Will and broke into the conversation. "I had a dream about you last night," Liz rattled off. Shaking her head, Alex walked out to the waiting carriage and climbed in. Looking in the small mirror she examined herself. She looked nothing like Liz and anyone who thought they were sisters became slightly gossipy when Alex assured that they were not. Liz had honey blonde hair and was slightly taller than Alex. She had creamy white skin, which made her look like a doll. Alex on the other hand had chocolate colored hair, which had natural wave to it. Her skin was tan, which was natural since Liz and herself were never allowed outside without a parasol to shy the sun away from them. Alex wondered for a moment if she looked more like her mother or her father. As her thoughts over took her, Alex shivered feeling a cool wind before the carriage door swung open, interrupting her thoughts and revealed her stepfather, Governor Swann. "Alexandra, have you been sitting here the whole time," he asked. Before she could reply, Liz climbed into the carriage and asked, "Where were you?" Giggling, Alex said back, "Here in the carriage sitting. I didn't want to intrude on your conversation with Will. But it seems that the talk did not go well." She pointed towards the large wooden front doors. Liz glanced quickly and saw Will standing, gazing at her longingly and sadly. Lowering her head, Liz fiddled with her hands as the carriage raced towards the town square. "I could never be with him could I," Liz wondered out loud. Alex did not answer. She instead stared out the window at the blue ocean wondering if her father was still in fact alive. Little did she know…

So shall I continue? Review and tell me. I'll send you many miniature Jack Sparrow's so you can keep them in your pockets..not really but please Review.

I am going to be writing DMC after this one. That is if enough people like this story.