A/N: To start off, I would like to dedicate this story to my two favorite author's:

Turning-Point-102

AshleyBayle

I have most of the story written out with KeiraLiz; all need to is just a little editing and then posted! I'll try my best to update once a week and I apologize for not updating 'The Life Of Mr. And Mrs. Turner' in a while but I'm going to get writing on it! As for this story, I hope you'll enjoy it! :)

Pirate Love: The Curse Of The Jewel

Written By KeiraLizWill and KeiraLiz

Chapter One:

Captured

Elizabeth sighed softly as she stepped from the Governor's House, closing her eyes at the gentle breeze of the wind, her half pulled up hair whipping behind her. While it was starting to become evening out, she was allow to enjoy the fresh air. It was unpleasantly cold with the wind blowing through, otherwise it was pleasant, although the ballgown she was wearing was not comfortable. Being the Governor's Daughter of Port Royal, Weatherby Swann aimed constantly to get Elizabeth to wed one of the numerous rich gentlemen that offered her marriage.

But Elizabeth was not like that. She was not fake as plastic like the other ladies and wished to marry out of love. But it seemed that her father did not understand her feelings and so, at most balls her father threw, she did her best to pay no heed to the men that attended and wished to share a dance with her and rejected the proposals she have received. She wished to marry out of love, not for money and her body.

She opened her eyes and gazed at the harbor, where she took note of a couple of ships docking. However, one ship looked different...was that the Black Pearl?! No, surely not. Elizabeth shook her head, chuckling. No, surely that wasn't the pirate ship. Elizabeth sighed and turned to go inside, but-

"'Ello, Miss Swann."

Elizabeth whirled around, eyes wide. A pirate and no other pirate. Jack Sparrow. She had heard of Mr. Sparrow, who was well known. For what? Being a pirate, of course, but for being the worst pirate there has ever been. Jack gave her a goofy grinned, and she felt her stomach twist. Something was not right with this pirate.

"H-How do you know my name?" Elizabeth asked, swallowing. She had quite a fascination with pirate with an avid passion, but this pirate here made her wonder if pirates seemed what they seem to be.

"Oh, half of the pirates of the Caribbean knows your name, luv," Jack replied, taking a step closer towards her and she took a step back. "Now, now, I won't bite. I just have a question."

"You want something more than answer to a question," Elizabeth said, her voice firm. "What is it you want, Sparrow?"

"Oh...just a little piece of a jewel." Jack's eyes were attached to the necklace wore around her neck. It was a butterfly pendant with a blue diamond stoned into it. Her mother had bought it when she was younger and had Weatherby kept it until she was an older age to have it.

"No," Elizabeth shook her head, taking a step back. "No. You cannot have this necklace! It is precious to me."

"And you are precious to your father. I suppose two jewels shall be missing then, eh?"

Elizabeth knew what he meant. Her. While she could scream for help, Jack could very well grab her and stuff her mouth- or even hold a pistol up to her. She could run, but in this gown? No! But, she could try. She noticed that Jack has gotten closer to her and now twirled his dagger in his hand. Elizabeth eyed it cautiously, obviously frightened. Jack grinned and lifted the dagger to the ties of her dress, easily cutting it and her gown fell at her ankles. She was lucky that she wore a corset, but stared at Jack.

"I'll give ye a five second start," Jack said, putting away his dagger. "I like a good chase."

"I could very well scream for help."

"You could," Jack shrugged. "But I would grab you if you'd tried to go to one of the Navy Guards."

"You're wicked!"

Jack grinned. "Pirate."

Elizabeth ran. While she wore a corset that did not give her much speed to run, she ran as she could, very well hearing Jack's footsteps behind her. She was breathless within seconds and tried her best to run to get from the pirate and found herself at the docks. She knew a older man that work with making crates and knew that he could aid her with defending herself from Jack. She ran into the waters, hearing the splashes from Jack chasing her. She gasped, doing her best to swim towards the side of the dock.

But her corset did not give her much access to swim. Jack easily caught her and Elizabeth opened her mouth to scream, hopeful someone would hear and aid her but water flew into her mouth and chocked on it, spatting it out. She was pushed against Jack's chest and he swam to shore, gripping her wrist firmly and tugged her along the docks and to one of the ships that was docked. The Black Pearl.

"Let me go!"

Jack ignored the young woman under his grasp as he took her on board the ship. "Struggling isn't going to solve your little problem, luv," he pointed out, tightening his grip slightly.

"Let me go, you rum drinking pirate!" Elizabeth exclaimed, struggling against Jack, grunting as she tried to pull her wrist from his grasp.

Jack rolled his eyes, muttering something about women. "Hey," he said sharply. "Rum is good. Nothing bad 'bout it."

"You're disgusting," she frowned.

Jack shrugged. "Pirate."

While Jack had a firm grip on her wrist, she tried to get away by tugging her wrist, but she wasn't exactly strong. She tugged, grunting and writhing. Jack, at that moment, rolled his eyes and sighed, pulling her along the ramp. "Can't you hold still for four seconds?" Jack asked in exasperation.

"Let me go!"

"What's going on here?" A young man of twenty-three emerged from below deck, alerted by the shrieking of a woman and Jack's exasperated voice. William Turner was his name, and he had been on board the Pearl since the age of twelve, long enough to tolerate Jack. He eyed the woman struggling in Jack's grasp and rolled his eyes. "What now, Jack?"

While Elizabeth was weak, she knew defense. Elizabeth was thankful that she had seen some gentlemen in town practicing the move, of course not on a person, and she had even requested they taught her how. They were hesitant, seeing as she was the Governor's daughter, but did lifted her leg and kicked Jack right in his private area.; Jack grunted, and let her go. Elizabeth sprinted towards the railing.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa." Will immediately reached to grab her arm and pulled her back towards him. "Just where do you think you're going?"

"Let me go, you scum pirate!" Elizabeth exclaimed.

Will quirked an eyebrow and snorted. "Yes, of course I'm going to let you go," he said sarcastically.

Elizabeth felt herself boiling with anger and annoyance. First, she was captured by Jack Sparrow, the worst pirate there is, when she was just measly enjoying the fresh air, and now this...this infuriating pirate?! Who did he think he was? Well, whoever this man was, Elizabeth was far past furious and raised her hand to smack him, but the young man grabbed her wrist firmly and tugged her her to him, placing his mouth against her ear.

"I would think twice before even daring to raise your hand," he hissed in her ear. "Because you and I know that I can do much damage to anyone."

Elizabeth had never felt so angry before! "You let me go this instant!" she growled as she writhed and twisted, but did no good.

"Pray tell," Will said dryly, "what makes you think that you're constant struggling and constant name calling is going to make me let you go?"

"Pray tell," Elizabeth mocked. "What makes you think that you'll get away with kidnapping the Governor's Daughter?" If there was one thing, pirates feared the Governor and tried best to ignore the child of such. But it seemed Jack Sparrow lack of intelligence when knowing who was governor of who.

Will merely shrugged at her question. "More money for us," he said flatly. "I can name plenty of men who are willing to take you in their bed."

Elizabeth was frightened by that. Of course this young man wouldn't care; all he wanted was money. That's all he cared about; that's all pirates cared about. Elizabeth stared at the young man, tears forming at the corner of her eyes. "You're heartless." As Jack got up, grunting a bit, Elizabeth stared dryly at Jack. "You're disgusting, Mr. Sparrow."

Will sighed in exasperation and pushed her over back to Jack. "I'm getting a drink," he muttered. "I have a headache."

Jack tugged, nearly throwing her, along the deck and to one of the cabins that was empty. Elizabeth gasped as she was pushed inside, tumbling and fell onto the floor, wincing at the pain that throbbed in her side. She looked up from where she was, seeing Jack grinning.

"Good night, sleep tight," Jack said cheerfully. "I'll fetch you when I'm ready." With that he turned on his heel and left the cabin, shutting the door and locking it. Elizabeth slowly sat up and glanced around the room.

It wasn't much. There was one door which seemed to lead to a washroom and there was a sofa behind her against the wall, two windows perched up on each side. There was a counter in a corner with a sink built into it. It wasn't much, but Elizabeth suppose it would do. Elizabeth closed her eyes, pushing her knees against her chest, wrapping her arms around her knees as she sang along to a song she used to love.

"Yo ho, yo ho," she whispered. "a pirates life for me."

It used to be her favorite song. Used to. It was no such anymore. Her avid interest towards pirate had changed.

She hated pirates.

A/N: So, what do you think? Good? Okay? Please review! It makes my day and I would love for your opinions and suggestions!

Your Humble Authoress,

KeiraLizWill