Hey guys. This is the first chapter of my new fan fict. Not sure if I should keep posting for this one so comment and tell me if you like it! Constructive criticism is always appreciated.

"Move along, love." Capitan Jack Sparrow said to me as he pushed me up from the long boat onto the Black Pearl. I was traveling on El Comandante when his crew plundered the ship. They put everyone into longboats and then set El Comandante on fire. I was in a longboat with Jack Sparrow and he took me back to his ship. I spat at him in disgust. After wiping my spit from his face he exclaimed, "Oh! We have a feisty one here mates!" His crew laughed at me and I turned away. "Take her to the brig." He said to no one in particular. I could feel his eyes on my body as a tall man came to my side and grabbed me by my shoulders. "Right this way, Miss." He winked at me. I tried to fight him and get away but his grip was strong and he was pulling me away.

"¡Yo no puedo creer que haga esto! Es un loco, Jack Sparrow. ¡Usted se pudrirá en el círculo más interno del infierno para sus crímenes! ¡Algún día, recibirá lo que viene a usted! Marque mis palabras." I screamed at him even though I didn't know if he spoke Spanish.

"Aye love," He said nonchalantly, "whatever you say."

I yelled and struggled with the man that was taking me to the brig but once he threw me in and locked the door, I lay down on the floor and cried.

The next day the same man came to take me up on deck for ten minutes. He explained to me in English how the captain had told him to let me out for ten minutes a day. After several more attempts at small talk the man assumed I couldn't speak English and stopped trying to make conversation. Finally

I was standing across the deck from the crew, looking out onto the ocean. I pushed my long, dark brown hair out of my face and inhaled the fresh air. I felt a few heads turned my way. Uncomfortable, I looked over at them and all of the men except one immediately went back to work. He had been staring at me for a while so I looked at him and cocked my head. I furrowed my brows and his cheeks turned red when he realized that he had been staring at me for a while. I almost smiled as I looked away. A few moments later he peeked over at me and saw me rubbing my wrists. You could see the red marks where the shackles were cutting into my skin. I frowned at them and tried to slide my hands through the shackles but didn't succeed. At that moment Jack walked out on deck and I looked at him, annoyed. He smirked and walked over to me. He stood behind me and grabbed my waist. I tried to pull away, disgusted. This only made him hold on tighter.

"Don't bother, love," he said smirking, "You belong to me now."

"Eres asqueroso" I said with a look of contempt

"Come on, I know you can speak English." He whispered into my ear. "It will be our little secret." His warm breath sent shivers down my spine.

"You don't know anything." I said in a heavy Spanish accent. He smirked and slid his hands down my thighs. I gasped as another shiver ran down my spine. I hated how he could make my body do that. I turned to face him, sneering. "You know, Captain" I said, rolling the word off of my tongue. He smiled at me mischievously. "The fastest way to a women's heart is not through her lady parts."

He smirked and took a step closer until there was no space between us. "You're right you know…The heart is much closer to the mouth."

He leaned in and kissed me, trying to part my lips but I had automatically shut down. He smiled, and grabbed my chin. I glared at him fiercely, my breathing ragged.

"I know you can do better than that love." He leaned in and was about to kiss me again when the tall man that had escorted me out on deck called to him,

"Captain, the ten minutes are up." Jack sneered but I could see laughter dancing in his eyes.

"Well I guess you don't have to prove me right…yet." He grabbed my butt and pushed me over to the tall man. I gasped and opened my mouth but the butterflies in my stomach stopped me from saying anything. We must've made a pretty big scene because half of the crew was staring at us.

"What are you looking at, scurvy dogs? Back to work the lot of you!" He yelled at his crew.

The next day I woke up to low whispers in the brig. I was the only prisoner they kept and I was nervous about what he did with the rest of the men on El Comandante. I looked around and saw the captain talking with an older man.

"I don't care if it's bad luck Gibbs, she's staying on this ship." Jack said.

"Don't tell me you're fond of her Captain." The man called Gibbs said, obviously exasperated.

The captain paused for a second and a look of confusion flashed across his face. He shook his head.

"So what if I am?" he said, defending himself. "She's a beauty, that one."

Gibbs laughed half-heartedly and rolled his eyes at the captain.

"What?" He asked indignantly.

"Nothing, Captain." Gibbs walked away to the deck and the Captain continued walking towards my cell. I stood up and looked at him, annoyed with the smirk that danced across his face. We just stood there staring at each other for a few minutes.

"What's your name, love?" Jack asked suddenly.

"Talia Méndez."

"Talia, that's a beautiful name." When I didn't reply he continued, "You know, love, I could get you out of here if you want."

I rolled my eyes. "Name your price pirate." I said sarcastically.

"Must you call me names, love?" He said, staring at my breasts.

When I didn't answer he continued, "Well, we don't have any open beds unless you want to get molested by me crew, and I highly doubt that. So you will be sharing a bed with me." He winked at the last part.

"I would never sleep with a pirate," I scoffed and added, more to myself, "even if he is a captain."

He laughed at me and said, "But aren't you a pirate yourself, love?"

He raised his eyebrows in shock when he saw the confused expression on my face.

"Your dad, is he not Antonio Méndez?"

"What's it to you?"

"He's a pirate, love; making you a pirate." He smiled kindly and added, more as an afterthought, "Or half-pirate."

"He was a pirate Jack." I said. I could feel tears in my eyes. "He was brutally murdered for a map, a map Jack! A map that led to some fountain that doesn't even exist."

The captain cringed when a silent tear fell down my face.

"No, Talia, please don't cry." He stroked my hair and I leaned into his hand. "What do you say you and me have a little rum tonight?" He asked smiling.

I sniffed and looked up at him. He smiled at me and I sighed while closing my eyes and rubbing my temples. "Sure why not?"

He smiled and walked out of the brig.