Okay, this is my first fan fic. I hope you all will like it as much as I do. However if no one sends me a review I will not continue on with further chapters, but if I do get a single review I will continue on with my story. I would also like to make it clear that I do not own Jack Sparrow (sadly) or any other person or thing from Pirates of the Caribbean. Also, in my first chapter I will be switching POV's, I hope it won't be too confusing for you.

Enjoy!

Chapter 1

Diego's POV

Cold…dark…alone…these were my surroundings for the past twelve years of my life, the only thing I owned was my personality, which was slowly and painfully breaking. My name? Well, my past owners keep changing my name, like I'm some sort of animal, my given birth name is Diego Black, but currently my master refers to me as Mary. Every few years I get a new master, the longest I've stayed with anybody is around three years, and after they take advantage of my body, they sell me to a drunk and the process starts all over again. Every time I would be auctioned off, I've always had a hope, a hope that my new master would be different from the rest, but it never came. Eventually that hope dies away, and I knew things wouldn't change for the rest of my life, which wouldn't be too much longer if I continued on with being treated like I have for the past twelve years. Being whipped and raped continuously has broken me, for life I'm not quite sure, but I will admit that I'm not the same Diego I was twelve years ago. I keep to myself most of the time, holding back my tears and try my hardest not to show any pain. Today though, I was on the verge of letting everything loose as I was being auctioned off…again.

3rd persons POV

"We've got twenty pieces of silver on the young lass, who will go for twenty-one?" There were hoots and hollers from the drunken pirates. Diego looked up from the floor, her hands and feet in thick, heavy chains. A few minutes later, her price was raised to fifty pieces of silver, in favor to the most drunk, ugly and meanest man she had ever seen.

"Fifty silver going once…fifty silver going twice…" A silent tear rolled down Diego's cheek, it was going to start all over again, there was going to be no change. Then a different voice she had never heard before spoke up. "I'll give ye one hundred silver for the lass." The crowd of pirates fell silent and everyone looked at the man who bid one hundred pieces of silver.

His hair was jet black, dreaded and beaded with all sorts of things that reached to the top of his broad shoulders. A reddish bandanna draped across his forehead and fit over his head was a tattered brown tri-tip hat. He had a full mustache above his tempting lips and underneath them a slight goatee with two small braids dangling from his chin. The only thing different about this pirate was his eyes. They were a soft, chocolate brown. His appearance read pirate all over him, but his eyes showed kindness and concern, something Diego hadn't seen since she was a little girl.

The awkward silence was broken by the auctioneer. "One hundred silver going once…twice…SOLD!" The auctioneer took a key out of his pocket and unlocked her chains. Diego fell to her knees and looked down, her black hair covering up her face. A few moments later she heard someone approach her, then a hand went to her chin and slowly lifted her head up. She found herself gazing into the most beautiful eyes she had ever seen in her whole life. They belonged to the man who had bought her. "C'mon luv, lets get you cleaned up." His voice was deep, and some words were slurred together, but like his eyes, was loving. She knew right then that this man meant no harm. A small smile played across her lips. Then as quickly as it had appeared, it faded away. I had been so long since she had actually smiled by choice, and it felt weird to her. The man looked at her and smiled. Some of his teeth were capped in gold and silver, brightening up his beautiful smile. It wasn't an evil rapist type of smile, but a friendly one. This was the most surprising thing about him to Diego. Feeling too weak to stand, Jack picked her up like a princess. She gave a light sigh and closed her eyes, almost falling asleep instantly in his arms.

Jack's POV

As soon as I picked up the lass she fell asleep. It was a bit awkward for a while, then it came to me that being a slave practically her whole life must've worn her out and I'm pretty sure she didn't get too much sleep. The awkward feeling soon left me as I headed toward the harbor.

A few weeks ago I invested most of my money on the most beautiful ship in the Caribbean, I named her The Black Pearl. I've also gotten meself the best damn crew there is. They're all hard workers, true to their captain (that's me of course) and not a slacker one. I came here to Tortuga a few days ago because our ship was running low on supplies and we needed to replenish. So we dropped anchor and stayed here a few days. Today though, was the day we would leave.

I gazed out at the docks, looking for my ship. I soon saw her a few hundred feet away, me crew loadin' her up with our new supplies. I shifted my weight a bit trying to get into a more comfortable position to carry the young lass in me arms to the ship. I walked toward me ship and boarded her, me crew looking at me oddly. Me first mate, Joshamee Gibbs approached me. "Cap'n, what ye be doin' with her?" He asked looking at the young woman in me arms. "She be mine Gibbs, no one is to go near her until she is fully rested, fed and cleaned up besides me understand?" I said sternly.

"Aye Cap'n, I'll tell the crew." I nodded and then headed into my quarters, having some difficulty opening and closing the door without wakin' her. As gently as I could I set her on top of my feather mattress bed, figuring she would need the best sleep she could possibly get. I watched her for a moment, letting her beautiful woman figure sink into my mind. She was quite breath taking, her dark skin and long black hair mixing beautifully together. She looked about my age, my guess she was around eighteen or nineteen. I stroked her face gently, brushing a loose strand of hair behind her ear. She stirred slightly, but did not wake up. I sighed and looked at her a while longer, then left my quarters letting her sleep on without someone watching her.

3rd person's POV

A few hours later, The Black Pearl set sail, leaving the island Tortuga. It wasn't until sunset that the island was out of sight and all that could be seen was ocean water. The captain of the ship, Jack Sparrow, worked the wheel, though his mind was on something else. He was thinking about the beautiful sleeping girl in his quarters. Images went through his mind of her. For some reason she seemed really familiar, but he couldn't tell how or why. He didn't even know her name yet! His attention snapped back to keeping the ship back on course. He would have to talk to her when she woke up, which he hoped would be really soon.