Ula leaves her life behind for a few days to try and reclaim her sanity, but a terrible storm leaves her stranded on an island where she meets the most fearsome pirate in the Spanish Maine, Captain Jack Sparrow. They have many wild adventures together including, rum, a dog named Jeffery, some crazy escapes and so much more.

Disclaimer: sadly, I don't own POTC, but when I rule the world I will! MUAHAHAHAHAH!

Chapter 1: A captured Jewel

It was nearly dark when I boarded the ship. The air was getting cooler and the sun almost disappeared behind the horizon. I am on my way to Barbados to enjoy a much needed, two weeks of sunshine and fresh air. Ever since I first visited the ocean when I was a little girl, I have dreamed of a life at sea. It was almost like my dream was becoming a reality. Well, at least for a short while.

My dark brown hair was up in a tight bun, bringing out the features of my face. I had high cheekbones that rounded perfectly when I smiled. My green eyes stood out against the black eyeliner and dark brown eye shadow I had carefully put on earlier that day. I had a slender body due to me not eating a lot during the last few weeks as a cause to my feelings towards my occupation. The dress I was wearing was one of the few nice pieces of clothing I had, and even so, it wasn't very nice. It was light pink and loose fitting, now because of the sudden change in my eating habits, and had no sleeves. It was nothing fancy, no corset to make me seem skinnier than I really was, no fancy lace, and no embroidery. My boss wouldn't allow me to have nice things. I once made that mistake; he accused me of steeling a ruby necklace I had saved up for years to buy, and then he took it from me and gave it 'back' to his dreadful wife. It will be dreadful when I have to return to that horrendous life.

It was about three hours after we set sail when the waves began to grow. The sky turned black with clouds as dark as the deepest hole in the ocean. It could have been because the sun had disappeared or maybe they really were that black. A crewmember named Smith sent me below deck to safety. I had to admit, I was rather interested to see how the crew reacted to situations such as this, however, if I was on deck I would most likely fall overboard.

The giant ship rocked back and forth interrupting my thoughts; it felt like it would flip over. I was grabbing at random things just trying to stay up right; I hadn't had a chance to grow my sea legs yet, so it was already hard for me to stand upright.

I could hear the roars coming from the blackened sky and see the flashes through small window in my room. I heard a loud boom, which was followed by a cracking noise. I knew that something was terribly wrong. I could hear shouting on deck. There were footsteps approaching my room fast, I stared towards the door in anticipation. The door swung open making me jump, "Miss, we've been hit by a bolt of lightning."

"We have? Is the ship alright?" I asked the man a bit scared and excited.

"I'm afraid not Miss. In an hour or so we may be completely underwater, and there is no land in sight."

Startled at the news I stared blankly at the floor, the loose strands of my hair falling in front of my face. "Well don't we have row boats on board?" I asked the man, my eyes filled with hope.

"Yes, well we did, the waves have knocked them away... I'm afraid to say this, but there is a small chance we can survive. If you'd like you can just stay here, or you can come up to the deck. The storm has lightened up and the ocean has clamed. You might have a better chance to survive up on deck."

I could only think of saying, "Oh...I see..." The man walked out the door and went back on deck to battle the storm that may have killed us all.

This was only about the second time I had been on a ship like this. So I had no idea what to do. I went up deck and stared out into the slightly roaring sea. I made a silent promise to myself that if I made it through this I will live every day to the fullest; I will take the chances I would normally stroll past. I would no longer live my life in regret, being stuck with a lifestyle that made me unhappy. My father, had once showed me the ocean, that was my happiest day. But because of me being a woman, there was little I could do. So I was stuck being a maid to a married man who would hit on me every chance he had. I nearly killed myself I hated my life so much. I gathered all the money I had earned and I paid a man to take me to the Caribbean. And now, as I thought things couldn't get worse, I was sinking into the Ocean. I slowly began to get closer and closer to the water as the ship sunk. After about an hour the water was at my ankles, it felt cool and refreshing. The ship was almost completely submerged. I closed my eyes and just dreamed about a life I thought I might never have to live. When I opened my eyes I was gently floating in the sea on a large board that must have come off of the ship. How I got on it I may never know, something inside me knew, death was not a possibility. I filled my mind with thoughts of love and a new life that I knew I always wanted and slowly drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up I was drifting towards a beach on the tide. I felt so relaxed, like the sea just carried all of my troubles away. It was daylight and there wasn't a single cloud in sight. I got off the board that saved my life and I felt like I had a new reason to live. I couldn't give up, not now. I was going to survive. It was a very small island. It only took me a few hours to walk around it. I found were I started and realized I was alone. My stomach rumbled so I found some coconuts and cracked them open on a rock. I managed to get some juice from it and I ate the insides. I always hated coconuts, but something drew me to them. It was an uncontrollable urge to eat them. By the time I accomplished all this it was already starting to get dark. I went into a jungle of palm trees to gather some dead wood so that I could 'try' to build a fire, never actually building one before. It took me about an hour to finally keep a flame lit, but I did it and that's all that mattered. I laid close to the fire so that I could stay warm and stared up at the stars and slowly drifted of to sleep as the fire died down.

I woke up to a crash and a bunch of loud voices.

"Arg! Would you watch what you're doing so that we may get off this spit of land today!" A scratchy voice yelled.

"Aye sir." I heard the second voice reply. I'm saved I thought as I ran out to them. As I got closer I realized what I was running to. I stopped dead in my tracks. I found myself face to face with pirates. Having never actually seen a pirate before I wasn't sure what was going to happen. I didn't know if they saw me. I wasn't sure if I wanted them to see me. I've heard the stories of pirates and what they did to people whom discovered their source of plunder. I was terrified and yet fascinated.

Suddenly someone put a bag over my head and grabbed me saying, "Arg! I don't know who you are or how you got here missy, but I better take you to the captain and see what he has to say about this."

I kicked and screamed, "Let me go you bloody pirate!" as the man with the scratchy voice carried me to a row boat and then onto his ship "And what are you going to do about it missy?" He later replied to my screaming.

"Let her go." I heard a mysterious voice say. "There is no need to be so rough with a young lady such as herself." With that the man with the scratchy voice removed the bag from my head. I saw the face that belonged to the source of the mysterious voice. He was the most handsome man I had ever laid eyes on, even for a pirate, it was hard for me to stay mad after my abduction due to the fact that my insides had melted from staring into his beautiful chocolate brown eyes. He had dark brown hair that was in dreadlocks and had all sorts of items braided into it.

"Aye Jack. She saw us carrying our treasure from the island. We don't want anyone to be hearing of this; we don't need the trouble of protecting our booty."

"What is the name young missy?"

"Ula."

"Ula?" He replied, "That's an odd name now isn't it."

"It means jewel of the sea, my father was particularly fond of the ocean." I paused, "May I inquire to what your name is?"

"Jewel of the sea ay?" He squinted, "I knew a man that spoke of naming a child after the sea; I can't quite remember who it was though. No matter, my name's Jack Sparrow, or Captain Jack, or Jack if you prefer"

"Well, Jack, will you let me go?" I replied coolly acting like this sort of thing happened all the time.

"Eventually luv. But for now you're stuck with us, unless you'd rather stay on that island and wait for someone else to come along and rescue you?"

"Fine. I'll stay." I said trying to sound displeased, which might I add, was hard in his presence. I have heard many stories of Captain Jack Sparrow; I also heard he was a bit of a lady's man. So I figure it best to keep a distance, which by the looks of things may be hard.

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