Disclaimer: So far, I own no one…. unfortunately :P

This story's a huge spoiler for those who haven't seen POTC2- well, not huge, but yea. Read on, peeps, read on!

Pirates of the Caribbean:

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Chapter 1: Out Cold

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The day was humid just like any other summer day in Port Royal. The harbor was completely full with the docked fisher boats, royal navy ships, and…the one ship that stood out among all with its black sails. The crew of the Black Pearl scurried around to prepare the ship to embark on another journey to Tortuga. The sun was setting, and a storm was coming. They had to ride it out if they wanted to make it in time for the once a year Market Night; a pirate's hang out you might say. Well, either way Tortuga was a place for pirates.

A middle-aged man known as Mr. Gibbs yelled orders to the crewmembers while a man with long, dark brown hair stood at the wheel trying to read his compass. Beads decorated parts of his dreaded hair while his beard was separated into two braided goatee-like things. He had a mustache that definitely made him look like the captain of some ship, but the hat made him look like the captain of the ship. The Black Pearl to be exact. Surprising, isn't it?

"Jack?" Mr. Gibbs called.

"What?" Jack replied with a surprised expression on his face.

"We're ready to leave as soon as you are." Gibbs answered.

"Oh, good." He said cheerily before snapping his compass shut, and walking briskly on shore. They had been in Port Royal for over two days, now, and his familiar acquaintances hadn't even bothered to show up. After all, it wasn't like it was his fault that he had ruined Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann's second attempt at marriage. After they had found him stranded on an island- without rum this time they decided to let him stay with them until he recovered from the injuries that the krackon had given him. It isn't very easy to say exactly how he escaped, but we can safely say that the krackon won't be bothering anyone else, and the blood debt to be repaid to Davy Jones-well, that's a another story- just about something you'll learn hopefully around next May. And about their freedom…not very safe to say at the moment.

Jack Sparrow walked briskly to the governor's house, and without hesitation that someone might stop him.

"Stop, right there, Mr. Sparrow." A guard called as he pushed the pirate away with the end of his rifle.

"Captain. Captain Jack Sparrow, mate." Jack corrected. The guard hesitated a little at his calmness just before Jack continued, "Open the gate, mate. What kind of pirate would I be if I didn't say goodbye to good friends?" He stopped abruptly at his own words, trying to think it over.

"You're a pirate. Why would you need to say goodbye?" The guard answered.

"Exactly. So, this is just between me and you, savvy?" he said, leaning in closer, and poking at the guard's chest as if to support himself from falling.

"Sorry, sir, but Elizabeth Swann and Will Turner have strictly given us orders not to let you through until after the wedding since last time…." Jack urged him on with the wave of his hand, "You insulted the king of England, and began shouting a few things I probably shouldn't mention."

"And?" the pirate leered while nodding his head.

"And…began singing… 'APirate's Life For Me." the soldier said, a look of embarrassment etched on his face.

"Oh! I love that song! I taught it to my whole crew!" he said with wide eyes. "What?" he retorted with a surprised expression when the guard gave him an odd look. "I believe I was a little drunk that time, mate."

The guard eyed him before replying, "During the ceremony, sir?" Jack laughed a little, flashing a few of his silver and gold teeth, but decided on ignoring it.

"That's alright, mate. Know of any back passage…?" he waited for an answer that never came than began again, "Right then. I guess I'll just have to wait." He sat down casually, legs crossed Indian-style. A few minutes passed before he spoke, again.

"So, how long is this wedding, mate?" he asked.

"About two hours." The guard answered. Jack nodded with his mouth slightly open, and his eyes staring off into the trees to his left. He jumped up, and then turned to the guard.

"Well, do give them my blessings." He curved the edges of his mustache upward, and then bowed his head with his hands clapped in front of him. He walked off with a toothy grin.

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The expression on Will Turner's face changed completely from a cheerful smile to a scowl with furrowed brows and all after he saw what was beyond the governor's house's gates. All he wanted to do was go up to that dreaded-haired man and strangle him. Fortunately, Elizabeth had the guts to do exactly that.

"Will! Lizzie!" Jack began with his arms spread wide while in one hand he held a bottle of rum, "You should have told me you were having a wedding. I love weddings! Drinks all around!" The pirates around him "Ayed" loudly, raising their bottles in the air before taking another swig.

"Jack?" Elizabeth began irritatingly. Her wedding wasn't going to be ruined for the third time, and if it did- whoever that said third time's a charm should go shoot themselves.

"Yes, love?" Jack said cheerily as he swayed a little.

"What are you doing here? I thought you were leaving for Tortuga?" she seethed.

"You should know better than to plan a wedding when I'm still here, love?" he answered as he leaned forward a little, "You know why I say, 'wait for the opportune moment'…? I mean that, love. After months of traveling with ol' Captain Jack Sparrow- have ye learned nothing?"

Elizabeth stomped her foot angrily just as Will cut in before she could say anything harsh, "Jack, this day has been going well. Please, please don't ruin it."

"Why would I ruin it? I love weddings! Drinks all around!" Jack said with a smile before he swayed back a little too far, and fell half way to the ground before Gibbs and Will caught him, "Did I say that already?" he said just before taking another swig of the rum.

"Yes, you did." Will replied as he let go of the pirate.

"Oh, good." He said then changed the subject, "Let's dance, love!" He outstretched his hand to Elizabeth who just watched him with what looked like complete hatred.

"Jack?" Gibbs sounded as he put his flask away after currently refilling it with rum.

"Aye, Gibbs?" the said pirate answered as he swayed around to look at the first mate.

"Best we leave the newlyweds; I can feel a storm comin'." He answered.

"Well then…" Jack began with gesture of his arms, "Congratulations, and uh…" After a few moments of silence they realized something: Captain Jack Sparrow was completely drunk.

"Jack?" Will said as he took a step forward with caution. The pirate just swayed a little, his gaze held up in the sky. Slowly, Will took the bottle from Jack's hands, praying a gun wouldn't be aimed at his head.

"Something's not right…Oh, bugger..." Jack mumbled, his index finger swaying to justify his ramblings just before tipping over clumsily on his back, and completely out cold.

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I know this was really short, but I wanted to get this up ASAP. I hope everyone liked this; I tried to get Jack's personality as best as I could so please- if you have any suggestions I'll be happy to hear 'em. I know I didn't mention how Jack defeated the krackon- a huge spoiler for those you haven't seen Pirates 2. Anyway, I decided to leave that up to the third movie, which is comin' out next May. :)

P.SWhat's thename of theshort little guy in the Black Pearl crew:)?