"Did you know that once captain Jack and Lizzie Swann once sacked a German port with out firing a single shot, or that they stole 1000 pieces of rare jewels from the emperor of China while he was asleep? And that their love was remarkable because when s he was kidnapped by…"

"Grandmother they are just stories."

"No they are true stories; it is our heritage you make light of sweetie.

"Sure grandmother sure."

"I have proof you know!"

"Yeah sure grandmother."

The day was bleak stormy grey sky, chopping wind and a very restless ocean. Lex Sparrow stood in front of the small waves with her grandmother's ashes in her hands. The rest of the family and friends sat in a few rows of chairs wishing she would hurry so they could get back to their busy lives. Lex stood slight tears falling from her doe brown eyes down her cheeks; she then tipped the urn into the restless sea and watched as her grandmothers ashes were carried out…

Lex could not have been more grateful as the last of the suck-ups left her grandmothers home or now her home. Everything had been left to her including the Sparrow fortune All day after the reception the people had scoffed down the free food and drink while asking for favors that needed funding. The only thing that kept Lex sane was the rum. Yep a true Sparrow trait as her grandmother would have pointed out had she still been here.

Lex made her way up to the library and went to the window that over looked the ocean. This spot is where her grandmother would tell her tales of the great captain sparrow and his lover Elizabeth Swann when she was little. Her grandmother would tell her the tales of the adventures they had and such but her favorite story to tell was the adventure that brought them together but for all her life Lex could not remember the damn story. Lex turned away from the window and it view and decided to get to bed she had an early day of cleaning out the attic and dealing with blood sucking rats known as lawyers.

"Lex did you know that Lizzie and Gibbs and the crew of the black pearl had to rescue captain jack from being a witch coven dinner? I tell you…"

"Grandma I don't want to hear the story they are not real."

"So you say child…but the story should be what is entreating even if you don't believe."

Lex woke up with her head pounding and with an angry stomach. 'Life is unfair!' was Lex's only thought as she staggered her way to the bathroom. After a nice hot shower she dressed in black Capri pants, a wife beater with a skull on the front and a corset jacket. Not what one would ware to a lawyers meeting but she had no intention of staying with them long. "First things first attic cleaning…note to self don't talk to self." Lex hurried up the two flights of stairs to the attic and got to work.

As she was moving a box to throw out she tripped on a loose floor board. "Mother Fu…!" she clenched her teeth in pain as she held her knee in both hands. As the pain started to ebb away she notice the floor board she had tripped over had reviled a small chest. Lex pulled it out and saw it was rather old falling apart. Forgetting the rest of the attic she took the chest to the library and sat down in front of the diamond shaped window. Opening the chest, it only contained had two trinkets inside. One was a set of multicolored beads with a dangling coin at the end. Lex saw that it was once attached to hair due to the few strains that were stuck to the coin. The next was a necklace of gold the pendent was that of an amber stone in shape of the sun but in the center was a red sparrow and white Swann. Surprise was all over Lex's face. She put the necklace on and then went over to a mirror and braided the beads into her hair. "Wow she was not kidding." Lex said out loud.

"Who was not kidding?" the voice made Lex jump up casing the beads to clink.

"What the hell! Who said you could come in Corso!" Lex yelled.

Corso just smiled. He was not an unattractive man standing at 6' 1 with blue eyes and blond hair but something about him just made Lex edgy. Corso was the kind of man that gave the sensation that you should never ever turn your back on him. "What do you have there?" He motion to her hand completely ignoring her outrage of his intrusion.

"None of your business, Corso." Lex replied filmily but not rudely fighting with Corso would only lead to another headache.

"To the contrary until we have certain matter settle it is my business." Corso's smile had vanished and now he wore a face of contempt. "You are already late for the meeting."

"What I thought the meeting was to be here?" Lex said crossing her arms over her chest.

"They have changed it I am supposed to take you to the court house." Corso informed and turned. When he reached the library entrance he stopped and with out turning asked, "Are you coming?" before Lex could answer he started walking again leaving Lex no choice but to follow. When they reached the front hall Lex made the mistake of turning her back on Corso. The last thing Lex saw was the blue marble floor of the hall and Corso's rich brown Italian leather shoes.

When Lex woke up she saw she was bound by the wrists and that she and Corso were at a cliff ledge not even a mile from her home. Corso was smoking a cigarette leaning against medium sized boulder smirking at Lex. Lex felt her head and to her dismay she had a big bruise and a small tail of blood left on her fingers.

"Okay this is like from some badly plotted movie. What the hell do you get out killing me?" Lex asked as she tried to sit up only to have a wavy of dizziness hit her.

Corso just continued to smoke and smirk and it was stating to get annoying. Finally her threw his cigarette over the ledge and squatted in front of Lex. He grabbed her by her long wavy black and blond hair and tilted her face towards him. "The will states that if you die then my father your grandmother's lawyer gets all the money because he is such a great family friend." Corso supplied. "Which then I kill him and get it all."

"Like I said bad plotted movie." Lex hissed. Corso shrugged and started to drag Lex to the cliffs ledge. Lex put up as much as a struggle as she could but he was stronger and then Lex felt her self falling. Wind rushing past her the sound of the rumbling ocean drawing close and then she hit the water. And all went black for the moment.

"Did I ever tell you about how Lizzie Swann once threw all the rum overboard to get back at Captain Jack for…"

"Grandmother not now I have to get ready for the party."

"Very well."

Lex felt her self being lifted from the waves but dared not open her eyes. Maybe she would wake up from this dream and be back in bed. Then she felt her and her "rescuer" being pulled from the water rather fast causing Lex to open her eyes in surprise. And surprise indeed.

The man she was looking at looked a lot like her dead for 17 years father, only this man was wearing the craziest clothes like something out of a pirate book, he had dreadlock hair and darker brown eyes then he fathers but the resemblance was uncanny. But what caught her attention were the beads in his hair. One of the sets was exactly like the one she was wearing.

The man cocked his head to the side and gave Lex a confused look. "You look some what familiar have I threatened you before?" And Lex did what any one who was almost killed then rescued by someone who looked like a dirty version of a dead parent would do. She screamed.

AN: I do not own POTC if I did would I write this? In any case please review and have a nice day. Don't worry this is a J/E story. Oh and be nice in reviews I am sensitive.