A/N: Recently Jacob's Transformation has been a video recommended to me on YouTube. I checked it out. It'd from Twilight, which I've never seen nor read. Though definitely planning on reading it soon in the future. I watched several other clips and looked up some stuff.

This story is still the sequel to my normal Pirates of the Caribbean story 'Pirates' Life: Moving On', but I will be incorporating shape-shifting humans. I won't be using specific characters from Twilight, if you were wondering. Just incorporating shape shifting wolves/humans, as the idea seems really cool.

Thanks for understanding, now let's get into the story.

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Pirates' Life: Moving On

Prologue

There was a firm knock on his door before it swung open. A naval soldier entered, his uniform torn slightly and a complete mess. The man in the chair looked up curiously, before looking back down at his work with a look of disgust at the man's state.

"Lord Beckett." The soldier saluted.

"Commodore Jervis." Beckett raised a single eyebrow. "Report?"

"Near success, sir."

"Near?"

"A few of the pirates escaped." The commodore swallowed nervously. "And a few more escaped when we were on the voyage back."

"Which pirates escaped, Commodore?" He demanded.

"Sparrow and the crew of the Black Pearl." He reported, shifting nervously.

"Jack Sparrow escaped?"

"Yes, Lord Beckett. He was one of the ones on the ship. He and three others commandeered one of the longboats."

"How did this happen?" Beckett scowled, disappointed.

"I...I don't know, sir." Commodore Jervis admitted.

"Find him or you will be the one at the gallows!" He threatened. "Nine months."

"I will see to it, Lord Beckett."

"I shall hope so, Commodore, or you'll have more to worry about than escapees."

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"Stop moving!" Angelica Teach snapped at the man whose hair she was cutting.

"Sorry, love." The injured Captain Jack Sparrow obeyed.

"Apology accepted." The Spanish woman responded, cutting off another strand of hair.

"Remind me why we're doin' this again." He requested.

"Because we decided that hiding is the only way to survive." She explained.

"Ah, right." He replied. "I still don't bloody like the idea."

"But you know it's the only thing we an do."

"Aye, it's the only way."

"And you still need to go to Shipwreck Cove." Angelica reminded him. "How far is it from here?"

"'Round four months." Jack told her. "That doesn't 'nclude the sail back either."

"That's not safe, Jack." She sighed, snapping the scissors shut again. "Do you have a plan?"

"No, not safe at all." He agreed. "The only idea I have is to steal a flag from the Navy an' put it on the Pearl. Not good 'nough, though."

"What if you used another ship?"

"A different ship? Stickin' with the Pearl for this one."

"And, remember, don't go before you're healed." She commanded him.

"I won't. Don't worry, love." He responded, grumbling out the last part.

"I'm not." Angelica responded, sounding confident, though he knew she wasn't.

Part of his old self sparker up and Jack replied,"Ye are."

"No, Jack. I'm not worried."

"Ye are an' we both know it."

She sighed heavily. "So what if I am?"

Jack smirked for a moment. "Knew it."

"¿Cómo podría no estar preocupado después de que casi te mueras?"

"Ye know I don't understand a bloody word o' whatever ye jus' said."

"Sorry." She muttered quickly, before repeating what she had said in English. "How could I not be worried after you nearly died?"

"Well, I didn't die, did I?" He raised an eyebrow. "Nearly, yes, but I didn't."

"I don't want to lose you like my father, Jack." She murmured.

"I know." He responded gently, knowing how she felt. "And ye won't."

"I know you told me that you won't leave me a third time; you even promised." Angelica had stopped cutting his hair. She just stood behind him. "Can you promise me again?"

"If I was goin' to leave ye, I would've by now." Jack told her. They both knew that was true. "But, I promise ye, Angelica, I'm not leavin' ye."

"Good." She practically breathed into his ear. After a moment, she began to finish what she'd started earlier.

"Unless,"He spoke up after a moment, thoughtfully,"It's because o' somethin' ye did that convinces me to do so- unlikely."

"What would I do that would make you leave?" She questioned, both worried and curious.

"Dunno, love." He admitted. "But it could happen, y'know."

"I will make sure it doesn't." Angelica assured him in her Spanish accent.

Jack chuckled, agreeing. "I know ye will."