AN: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean but I do own the plot and some of the OC characters that will appear in the story. And before you start wondering, this story won't have that much originality, being somewhat of a prologue to the real story I had planned out. Even so, please feel free to R&R! Opinions and suggestions are wholeheartedly welcome.

Summary: The first of the adventures of Vanessa Silvestre aka Marine, The Beginning deals with...well the beginning. Vanessa finds herself wrapped in one of the most popular movies in the modern times a bit more personally than she would have wanted. She falls into an alternative universe, where anything from our world can be changed with one word, one action or more specifically...one character. Join our main character as she faces the first of her incredible adventures together with the sexy, dangerous and seductive pirate, Captain Jack Sparrow.

Chapter 1

The security guard sighed wearily as he stood beside the doors. It was 12 o' clock midnight and instead of being safe and warm at home he had to stand guard while the customers were still inside the movie house. It was during times like those that he hated his job. But it was part of the contract he had signed with the owner and he had to go through with it. At that moment the doors to the movie house opened and the large crowd poured out through the exit. Among the people who came out were two young women. The first one to walk out of the theater was a woman named Vanessa Silvestre. She had short, spiky yet beautiful black hair and mysterious looking ocean blue eyes. The other was a younger, perkier girl named Carrie Lockheart who had long, blond, one braided hair and emerald green eyes. The movie they just came out was from a movie called "Pirates of the Caribbean: Dead Man's Chest". Carrie was currently wailing exaggeratedly like a child.

"Whyyy?? Whyyy did he have to die like that? JAAAAACKKK!! You can't die!! You're the main character!! CAPTAIN JACK SPARROWWWWWWW!!!" She cried as she held on to Vanessa's arm and shook it wildly. The older woman Vanessa sighed and rolled her eyes at the younger woman.

"For pete's sake Carrie, he's not dead. The director couldn't be more obvious than that."

"But...but...he got eaten by the kraken. How can he survive something like that?"

"Probably decided to live inside its stomach like Pinnochio did with Monstro the giant whale. Either that or he's really dead and the other characters are just doing all this for nothing. Now quit being irritating and let's go home. It's really late and I still have to go to work tomorrow." Vanessa said as she jerked her hand away from Carrie's hold and began to walk briskly towards the elevator.

"You're so mean!!!" Carrie shouted at her with a small pout on her face before rushing after her best friend. The two girls have been close ever since Vanessa's foster parents welcomed Carrie's parents into their little neighborhood. Even if they were 4 years apart, they still got along very well. The two women shared much in common from what they like to what they actually do. The movie they watched was only one of the many things they both liked. Carrie was going to stay at Vanessa's apartment for the night since it would be safer for her to go home at a more proper time. Vanessa, at the age of 27, was a very responsible and very well-to-do adult. Not to mention the fact that her job as a comic artist was a big success. Carrie was about to graduate from college in her age of 23 and was very excited about it.

"I give the movie a score of 100 from a scale of 1 to 10!" Carrie said cheerfully as Vanessa opened the door to her mercedes car and went in the diver's seat. Vanessa raised an eyebrow in amusement and watched Carrie go into the passenger's seat.

"That's a very high score you're giving the movie. Probably one of your highest; higher than Lord of the Rings even. Whatever happened to Legolas and Aragorn huh?" She asked. Carrie smiled at her.

"Well I prefer this movie now. And besides, Orlando Bloom in Pirates doesn't really attract my attention. It's Johnny Deep who really makes me drool." And as she said this Carrie began to stare at the top of the car dreamily. Vanessa shook her head in disbelief and concentrated on the road as they came out of the parking lot and headed for home.

"I love all of Jack Sparrow's amusing lines!" Carrie continued as they reached Vanessa's apartment and were going up the elevator to Vanessa's floor. "He looks so cool and hot as he says them; 'I love those moments. I love to wave at them as they pass by' or that other line he says 'Remember this as the day you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow!'"

"And yet he got caught as I recalled." Vanessa ended, hopping off the elevator once its doors opened to her. Carrie pursed her lips and ran after her friend to the door with Vanessa's room number on it.

"Hey Vanessa, can I take a look at the aztec gold imitation you have?" Carrie asked pleadingly, putting her hands together in a begging position. "Pleeease! I promise I won't lose them or destroy them." She added. Vanessa chuckled and unlocked her door with the key. Then she stepped back and gestured for Carrie to enter first.

"Alright you can take a look at it. Just as long as nothing happens to it. It's a very valuable gift to me from my parents you know. Do make yourself at home while I go to the showers and take a nice, long bath." She said as Carrie eagerly entered the apartment and went to her best friend's room. The aztec gold coin that Vanessa had was an exact imitation of the aztec gold in the Pirates of the Caribbean. Her foster parents had given it to her when they were on a trip to the Caribbean Islands. Of course the gold wasn't cursed. If it was then Vanessa's foster parents would be living, walking skeletons under the moonlight.

"This really is amazing." Carrie said as she took out Vanessa's small antique chest made of rosewood and looked at the small, round aztec gold coin that glittered under the artificial lights. "You think it's the same one that Barbossa was looking for in the first movie?" Vanessa gave out a loud laugh as she entered the same room and began to take out a towel and some clean clothes.

"If it was then I would have been kidnapped by the cursed pirates and be brought to Isla de Muerta then wouldn't I?" She asked Carrie as she walked into her bathroom. "And along the way I would meet all the characters of Pirates of the Caribbean. And I mean everyone..." She added, looking teasingly at Carrie.

"If you do meet Jack Sparrow tell him that he's an awesome character!" Carrie cried from the bedroom. Vanessa sighed and chuckled to herself. Then finally ignoring the younger woman, she filled her bathtub, poured a small amount of bath bubbles, removed her clothes, simply dropping them to the floor, then went into the tub and heaved a sigh of relief. The warm water was relaxing for her thin yet muscled body. It was thanks to her gym and her love for all kinds of physical activity that she had a fit and strong body. With Vanessa's face and her attractive form, almost every single man on earth would turn their heads at her. She was indeed an attractive woman with an equally attractive, fiery spirit.

Vanessa closed her eyes and gave in to the warmth and the soothing water as it relaxed her whole body. She then began to recall to her mind the dreams she kept having since last month. Amusingly it was about her own self, as a Pirate in the movie. She had gone through a lot of adventures, escaped from the hands of a different Commodore at least a thousand times and plighted a lot of rare and priceless treasures. She was known in the world of pirates by only one name. And that was Marine. In her dream, she never actually saw Jack Sparrow or any of the characters that were supposed to be there in the movie. Perhaps, she mused to herself, it was some sort of preparation for her before she does get to meet them one day in her dreams.

All of a sudden, a huge weight came down upon her. Vanessa was taken aback and was forced to go down into the water by an invisible force. She tried to go back up to the surface but something was holding her down and pulling her even further into the water if that was possible. Vanessa opened her mouth to scream but began to choke as water came rushing through her lungs. She struggled with the invisible enemy, her mind racing quickly with panic. She had no idea what to do. Carrie wouldn't hear her inside the bathroom and there was no telling when she'd begin to worry about Vanessa. A few seconds later Vanessa lost all her strength and lost consciousness, the last thing she remembered was the sound of the sea crashing onto shore.

"Hey...wake up. Come on love, get up already." A voice reached Vanessa's ears from a distance and slowly brought her back to reality. She tried to move or to speak but found that her body wasn't following her orders. But she could feel and hear, strangely she couldn't see a thing. The smell of rum and the sea was strong as she felt soft but rough lips gently press on hers and give her air. A few seconds later the feeling was gone and hands were pushing on her ribs, trying to push out any remaining water that was inside of her. Vanessa could feel the cold water coming out through her throat and she coughed out what remaining water she had inside of her before sharply sitting up from the ground. Her eyes were slowly regaining their sight to her relief. She saw white at first, then slowly dark shadows appeared and when color came into her eyes, Vanessa found herself facing none other than the legendary pirate, Captain Jack Sparrow of the Black Pearl.

"Are you alright love? That was some fall back there. What on earth were you thinking, jumping off cliffs like that?" He asked her. Vanessa stared at the man she knew was supposed to be non-existent. Was she dreaming? She remembered being in the bathroom of her apartments, then being sucked down by some strange, invisible entity to who knows what. She looked at the man before her suspiciously. There have been shows on TV made to make "victims" look like a fool in front of millions of people; this could be one of them. She looked around, hoping to find some hidden camera or some other sign that this was all just a fake, but as she went on looking, hopes that she was not in some strange, other world, diminished. She felt the man who was supposedly Jack Sparrow brush away a strand of hair that was plastered on her cheek to tuck it behind her ear and and felt his warm and intoxicating breath on her face as he stared at her closely.

"Aye, I'm fine. Just a bit shaken that's all..." She heard herself say in a very pirate-ish, British accent, the same one she had as Marine in her dreams. She looked down at herself and found that she was wearing a light brown vest over a white, long sleeved shirt with a bandage wrapped around her whole body and a blue bandanna wrapped around her neck. Faded blue pants were tucked into shiny black boots with a black belt to keep her breeches from falling. She also had her very own trademark accessory which were three pairs of ear clips on her left ear. Two were clipped at the top half of her ear while the third one was clipped at the bottom. After further investigation she found a large number of daggers which she loved to throw at her enemies hidden all over her body, a nice revolver with a holster hanging casually on her left hip, and a small sword sheathed in a scabbard hidden beneath the long sleeve of the right side of her shirt. Then to her surprise, she knew why she had jumped from the cliff he was talking about. She was a pirate after all, and the newly raised Commodore, James Norrington happened to be walking towards her direction together with a Miss Elizabeth Swann. Vanessa looked around her and found herself on Jack's own ship. Not the Black Pearl of course, but a ship in his command nonetheless.

"What the hell is going on here...?" She asked to herself. "I can't be here...this place shouldn't exist...don't tell me I'm dreaming again." She groaned out loudly than she should have. Her mind forcibly reeled for a logical explanation and came up with nothing. It seems that she was in the first movie's timezone, around the part of the movie where Jack makes his first appearance. But even if it seemed outrageous for her to be in the Pirates of the Caribbean, she knew this was real. She felt it within her own self, as the dreams she had came back to refresh her memory of her time in the Caribbean. Unfortunately for her Jack heard her speak the last line and raised an eyebrow at her.

"I can't say for sure if you're really dreaming love, but if you are then it must be a good dream since you're speaking to me in person." He pondered aloud. Vanessa glared at him and smacked him on the head. She might as well play along for as much as she can. Perhaps later in the middle of it all she'll suddenly wake up in her own room, living like a normal human being should.

"Arrogant bastard...Waitaminute...if this is what I think it is, then this ship's going to..." At that very moment, they watched the water quickly rush into the boat with speed. Vanessa automatically stood up to avoid becoming completely wet and widened her eyes. She looked at Jack who was staring at the hole in the boat as if staring at a painting on the wall. "Don't you have a lifeboat in this ship?" She asked him. Jack turned around and shrugged.

"It seems there are no lifeboats on board love. You see, this isn't me own lovely ship. I just "commandeered" her very recently and I didn't have the time to resupply at the last port I came upon." He replied calmly. Vanessa narrowed her eyes at him. For a very handsome man, he was definitely living up to his character in the movie. Arrogant, annoying, and idiotic.

"What do you expect us to do then? Swim for shore?" She didn't have to ask further because a few minutes later, as they passed by three pirate skeletons hanging with a sign "pirates ye be warned" which Jack payed homage to, the boat slowly sunk lower until it reached the docks at a stride's length. Jack casually jumped onto the port and Vanessa had no choice but to follow the pirate or else she would have to swim together with the fishes. The harbormaster caught sight of Jack and Vanessa as they approached the town and ran up to them as fast as he could.

"What - hey. Hold up, there, you." He cried. Both Jack and Vanessa stopped walking and turned around to see the harbormaster catch up to them. "It's a shilling to tie up your boat at the dock." He said, as he looked at the boat that had sunken into the water by then and shook his head in disbelief. "And I shall need to know your names." He added, looking at both pirates expectantly. Jack smiled sweetly at the harbormaster and discreetly placed a couple of gold coins into his hand.

"What d'ye say to three shillings... and we forget the name?" He suggested. The harbormaster widened his eyes and slowly placed the money into his pocket, all the while nodding to the two in casual greeting.

"Welcome to Port Royal, Mr. Smith. And lovely to meet your acquaintance Mrs. Smith." He said to them both. Vanessa widened her eyes and grabbed Jack's arm before he could move to pull him back towards her forcefully.

"Tell that man that I'm not your wife or you'll be eating dirt on the ground for the rest of your miserable life!" She hissed threateningly at his ear. Jack wrapped his arm tightly around Vanessa to her surprise and smiled at the harbormaster before leaning close to her and whispering back in her ear.

"You don't have a choice in the matter love. I saved your life after all an' that means you owe me something. So if you don't want me to hand you over to the commodore, pirate, I suggest you do as I say, savvy?" He whispered. Vanessa widened her eyes and tried to open her mouth to make a comeback when Jack stepped on her toe with his heel and covered her mouth so she couldn't scream.

"Now if you'll kindly excuse us mate, me wife and I shall go into town. As you can see, me wife is very excited in taking a stroll around Port Royale." Without another word, he dragged Vanessa away and towards a certain ship among the docks Vanessa knew and remembered as the Dauntless, one of the navy ships in Port Royal. But before that, Jack noticed the harbormaster's money pouch hanging idly at his side and easily snatched it from the harbormaster without him knowing. Vanessa watched as Jack discreetly but quickly hid it inside his pocket with a mischievous and naughty smile on his face. When they were far from the harbormaster's sight Vanessa pushed Jack away from her and punched him in the gut, making the pirate double over and groan painfully.

"What on earth was that for?" Jack asked, as he struggled to keep himself from falling to the ground. Vanessa glared at him in return.

"First of all, for threatening me with silly and empty threats. I can just as easily send you to the Commodore if you do the same to me you know. Second, you stepped on me own damn toe then dragged me away like some kind of rag doll! You should consider yourself lucky to be alive after doing that to me. How do you even know that I'm a pirate?" She asked him, crossing her arms angrily.

"I'm always lucky to be alive. That's just the way I am love." Jack answered. "And I caught sight of the pirate's trademark on your arm. I didn't see a name though...might I ask for it then? A lovely woman such as yourself must have an equally lovely name." He added. Vanessa rolled her eyes and began to walk away from him.

"Whoa love, hold on for a moment and just listen to me." Jack said as he chased after Vanessa before she could disappear from his sight. He ran in front of Vanessa and held up a hand to her face. "I have a very temptin' proposition to make with you. It concerns a ship, and a very valuable treaure that's ripe for the taking." He added, grinning madly at her. The idea did sound very appealing but the man who said it completely turned her off. Especially since she knew what treasure he was talking about. Vanessa ignored his proposition and pointed a finger at the Dauntless.

"Aren'tcha going to check out that ship? Go on then, I don't want to have any sort of business with the likes of you." She said before disappearing among the large crowd. When she was sure Jack wasn't following her, she went back to the docks and watched the scene play exactly as it did at the movie. Jack spoke with two of the guards, obviously mentioning his "true" purpose and making complete fools out of the two. Then she watched Jack give his items to the guards and jump into the water after sighting Elizabeth fall from the same spot she did a while ago.

Other guards were going her way, together with the Commodore and the Governor, Elizabeth's father. Vanessa moved aside and avoided their gazes as they passed by her in a rush. Knowing what would happen next, Vanessa decided to help out Jack, as much as it annoyed her to, and began jogging towards one of the other ships beside the Dauntless, which happened to be the Interceptor. She made it there just in time and watched from a safe distance the conversation between the pirate and the commodore at the docks.

"I believe thanks are in order." Norrington had said as he offered his hand to shake. Jack took it and widened his eyes with shock when the commodore suddenly pulled it forcefully towards him and pushed up the sleeve of his shirt. He saw a tatoo of the mark of the East India Trading Company and narrowed his eyes at Jack. "Had a brush with the East India Trading company, did we, pirate?" Jack grimaced in reply.

"Hang him." Govenor Swann demanded as he pulled Elizabeth protectively in his arms. Norrington turned to face the guards who were there with him.

"Keep your guns on him, men. Gillette, fetch some irons." While the young soldier went off, Norrington pushed Jack's sleeve up even further and saw a tattoo of a sparrow in flight. He looked back at Jack and smirked. "Well, well... Jack Sparrow, isn't it?"

"Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please, sir." Jack replied. Norrington feigned surprise and looked around the docks pretending to look for a specific ship. As he did he thought he caught sight of a feminine figure standing on one of the crates on the Interceptor. But he blinked once and it was gone as if it was never there. Not paying any attention to it, he turned back to Jack.

"Well, I don't see your ship...Captain."

"I'm in the market as it were." Jack said. Then the two guards he had conversed with earlier walked up to Norrington eagerly.

"He said he'd come to commandeer one." One said.

"Told ya he was telling the truth. These are his, sir." The other added as he handed Norrington all of Jack's possessions, even his beloved tricorne hat. Jack frowned and stared annoyingly at all the guards who were pointing their rifles at him. Norrington took the gun first and inspected it.

"No additional shots nor powder..." He picked up next Jack's compass. "A compass that doesn't point north..." He placed it back into the guards' hands then unsheathed the last item which was a sword. "And I half expected it to be made of wood. You are without doubt the worst pirate I've ever heard of." He announced. Jack smirked despite that.

"But you have heard of me." Vanessa chuckled silently to herself. She remembered it to be one of her favorite lines in the first movie, together with the rest of Jack Sparrow's lines to be honest. Before Jack could go on talking, Gillette, the guard Norrington ordered to bring the chains, came back and began to pull Jack to him to clasp them into his wrists.

"Commodore, I really must protest." Elizabeth said as she looked at Norrington angrily.

"Carefully, Lieutenant." Norrington said as he ignored Elizabeth's plea. While the commodore watched Gillette chain Jack, Elizabeth escaped her father's hold to step foward and block Norrington's view of the pirate.

"Pirate or not this man saved my life." She insisted.

"One good deed is not enough to redeem a man of a lifetime of wickedness."

"Though it seems enough to condemn him." Jack muttered disappointingly as he helplessly watched himself being chained up. Norrington looked at him and nodded in reply.

"Indeed." Once Gillette was done chaining Jack he moved away from him to let the commodore see him fully. Jack gave a sigh of relief as the guard finished.

"Finally." Before anyone could realize what was happening, Jack suddenly threw his irons around Elizabeth 's neck and made her act as his own personal shield. Jack grinned mischievously at Norrington and challenged him to give the order to shoot. All the guards quickly aimed their guns at the pirate without the commodore's order but didn't shoot, afraid that Elizabeth might get hurt in the process.

"No, don't shoot!" Governor Swann cried in a panic and tried to push away the guns that were all aimed at Jack.

"I knew you'd warm up to me." Jack whispered teasingly into Elizabeth's ear. He looked up at Norrington and gestured with his head to his items that the guards were holding. "Commodore Norrington, my effects, please, and my hat." When Norrington didn't move, he tightened the chain around Elizabeth's neck threateningly, causing her to give a short gasp. "Commodore!" Norrington waved his hand in defeat and a guard slowly walked up to them.

"Elizabeth. It is Elizabeth isn't it?" Jack asked the young lady.

"It's Miss Swann." She replied with contempt.

"Miss Swann, if you'd be so kind. Come, come, dear. We don't have all day." Elizabeth stared at Jack's effects for a short while before getting them and turning around to face Jack. "Now if you'd be very kind." She begins strapping on his sword and other effects and placed the hat on top of Jack's head a bit too hard last. "Easy on the goods, darling." Jack told her with a grin.

"You're despicable." Elizabeth hissed angrily as she drew her face inches away from Jack's and narrowed her eyes at him as low as she could.

"Sticks and stones, love. I saved your life, you save mine, we're square." He whispered back to her. Then without another word, he turned Elizabeth around to face the crowd once more. "Gentlemen, m'lady, you will always remember this as the day that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow!" He then lifted his chains from her and pushed her to the crowd to give him some time to run. At that same moment Vanessa took a rope from the part of the Interceptor and swung her way to Jack, grabbing his arm and dragging him in midair before falling to the ground further away. Vanessa continued to hold onto Jack's arm and began dragging him all over the town, away from the guards. Then before she could turn a corner, Jack pulled her into the dark shadows behind a statue. His pull was so strong and so sudden that Vanessa practically fell onto Jack as they stood there, bodies as close as they could get them to be. At this thought Vanessa blushed. She could feel Jack's muscles ripple and his chest go up and down quickly together with hers as they both tried to catch their breaths. Her heart pounded furiously as she felt Jack's breath tickle her face.

When the guards were gone, she immediately came out and tried to recompose herself while Jack wasn't looking. She wanted to shout at him angrily for pulling her in surprise and at the same time she squirmed uncomfortably at how close they were a while ago and how everything inside her just suddenly erupted into chaos. How the pirate managed to evoke such a mixture of emotions inside her was a mystery. She turned to him with a straight, expressionless face and spoke as calmly as she could, ignoring the loud pounding inside her chest.

"Don't get any weird thoughts about what I did back there. I saved your arse because you saved me from drowning. Now that we're even, I'm going to stay as far away from you as I can. Good day Jack Sparrow." She announced to him and began to walk away. But before she could move a step she felt Jack's strong grip on her wrist.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave me, love? We've only met each other for a few minutes. Not to mention the fact that since you helped me escape from the Commodore, you're going to be arrested as well. So really, there's no use trying to run away from me now. Perhaps the two of us can escape this little obstacle if we work together as a team." He told her. "Once we do we can discuss that proposition I have for you savvy? And by the way, it's Captain.Jack Sparrow." He added. Vanessa snorted and muttered "Yeah right" as she allowed herself to be dragged around by Jack. No, it didn't make sense accompanying him when she knew he was going to prison that day and yet, she also knew that Jack was going to be freed by Will so there were no worries really.

They walked past the houses and entered one with a blacksmith's sign hanging above the door as guards headed for their direction. Vanessa entered together with Jack and looked around. The place had the exact same design that the movie portrayed to the viewers and she knew exactly where Mr. Brown was. It was where Jack was at the moment, looking at a familiar old man who was sleeping soundly. Jack neared him and tried to poke him to see if he would wake up. Vanessa sighed and began walking around the room, speaking before Jack could open his mouth.

"No worries Sparrow. That old man's not going to wake up even if you screamed like bloody hell." She told him.

"It's Captain. Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack reminded her. She ignored him and examined a sword that she knew the apprentice Will Turner made. Her experience as a pirate in her dreams combined with her own experience as an expert fencer, martial artist and sharpshooter, gave her a lot of knowledge in the line of weapons. She knew based on the movie that Will was an impressive blacksmith but she never thought that the swords he made would be this good. She whistled and tried to used one of his swords with casual ease. Jack watched her fight with an invisible enemy and was impressed by her skill.

"For a woman, your swordsmanship is quite impressive love. Where did you learn how to do that?" Jack complimented. Vanessa stopped and turned her gaze to Jack who was standing there with the shackles still attached to his wrists. She sighed and decided to speed things up by sending him to the weird machine Will had made and placed the chains between gears. She then took a rod from the fire and pressed the red hot end of the metal rod onto the donkey's butt, making the machine move and the shackles break apart. Before Jack could open his mouth to speak, the door began to open. Vanessa quickly hid beneath some chests while Jack hid elsewhere.

That was when Vanessa saw the one and only Will Turner arrive into the house. She was amazed at the similarities of the Will Turner acted by Orlando Bloom in the movie and the Will Turner before her. The blacksmith stopped the donkey from moving and petted it gently before looking at Mr. Brown who was still fast asleep. "Right where I left you." He said with a small smile on his face. He moved further inside the shop and raised an eyebrow when he saw the hammer Jack had taken to break the chains earlier.

"Not where I left you." He murmured curiously. He caught sight of Jack's hat on the table and was about to get it to inspect it closer when a sword came out of nowhere and patted Will's hand casually. Will abruptly took a step back and turned to face Jack who had taken his hat and aimed the sword near the blacksmith's chest. "You're the one they're hunting. The pirate." Will said. Jack stared at him for a few minutes, his face was clearly trying to see where he saw Will's face last.

"You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?" He asked him.

"I make a point of avoiding familiarity with pirates." Will told him. Jack sheathed his sword and shrugged.

"Ah, well, then it would be a shame to put a black mark on your record. So, if you'll excuse me..." He turned away from Will and was about to leave when Will took his own sword from one of the piles and aimed it at Jack. The pirate stayed where he was and looked amusingly at Will. "Do you think this wise, boy - crossing blades with a pirate?"

"You threatened Miss Swann." Will said.

"Only a little." Jack took out his own sword out from its sheath once more and they begin to parry with their swords. Vanessa watched in amusement as metal clashed with metal continuously. "You know what you're doing. I'll give you that. Excellent form. But how's your footwork? If I step here..." Jack stepped to one side and Will quickly followed him. "Very good. Now I step again. Ta." Once Will had moved to the other side Jack quickly sheathed back his sword and began running towards the door, giving Will no time to recover from the switch before.

At the same time, Vanessa had decided that it was time to leave before she got caught together with Jack. She began to run for the door before Jack did and was glad to be closer to the exit. But before she could open the door Will had thrown his sword, striking it exactly at the spot where the door would open. Vanessa blinked in shock as the sword wobbled right in front of her from the force of the throw. She held the sword to keep it from moving further and turned to face Will. Jack had caught up with her then and was trying to pull out the sword in vain. While Jack attempted to remove the sword, Will stared at Vanessa in disbelief.

"There are two pirates?" He asked to himself. Vanessa smirked as she crossed her arms at Will.

"What's the matter lad? Have you never seen two pirates at once before?" She asked him. Will glared at her, took another sword from the pile and charged towards her. But Vanessa was quick and managed to take out her own short sword which was hidden beneath the long sleeve of her shirt to block Will's attack. Vanessa lessened the distance between them and smirked even bigger.

"Or perhaps you've never seen a female pirate up close..." Will stepped back with his sword up while Vanessa casually stood there, looking at him cooly. In his blind anger, the blacksmith lunged at her and tried to put even a little scratch on her. Vanessa gracefully evaded every single slash and thrust Will made and finally got tired of it when Will paused to catch his breath. She inspected the other swords hanging by the wall for a few seconds before looking back at him.

"I must compliment you on your swords W-mate." Vanessa said, scolding herself for almost saying his name. "They are most impressive. I would ask you to make my daggers for me if we were facing each other in a different situation." She added.

"Pretty words for a pirate. But I would never make swords or daggers to help a pirate with his evil deeds." Will replied angrily and began to attack her again. Vanessa still fought on the defensive and was slowly walking all around the room for space. She didn't want to hurt Will, not when she knew he was a good man and didn't deserve to die by the hands of a pirate. Will on the other hand was beginning to become irritated at the fact that he couldn't strike a wound at a woman. Vanessa had walked all around the room while trying to defend against Will and found herself back where they started. At this point Vanessa was becoming tired of evading and suddenly swung her sword to the side, knocking out Will's sword from his hand to the blacksmith's surprise. Will stood there baffled as the sword struck itself to the ground and looked at Vanessa who had her sword aimed at him. Before Vanessa could do anything else, a hand held her shoulder firmly and suddenly pushed her to the side. Vanessa landed on her butt on the ground and glared at Jack who was facing Will this time with his sword out.

"That was a wonderful trick you did back there mate... except, once again you are between me and my way out. And now you have no weapon." Instead of giving up Will took a sword from the fresh batch he had made. The sword still had a red hot tip, making both Vanessa and Jack wince in pain. The two men began to fight again, red sparks flying all around as the swords made contact with each other. While they were fighting, Jack gestured curiously to the rest of the swords on the wall.

"Who makes all these?" He asked. Apparently he didn't listen to the lovely conversation Vanessa and Will had during their own little duel.

"I do! And I practice with them... three hours a day!" Will replied as they continued fighting.

"You need to find yourself a girl, mate! Or perhaps the reason you practice three hours a day is that you already found one and are otherwise incapable of wooing said strumpet. You're not a eunuch, are you?" As Jack asked this he looked down at Will. The blacksmith glared at him and began to charge at him again.

"I practice three hours a day so that when I meet a pirate, I can kill it!" They continued to fight until they stepped onto a cart that kept swaying as they moved. Will took a knife, hooked it into the irons hanging from Jack's left wrist and threw it up at the ceiling so that it was embedded in the beam above. As a comeback Jack stepped hard on a loose board which made Will fly off the cart and onto the rafters above. Jack used his body weight to get the knife out of the wood and fell back on the cart just as Will climbed back on. This caused Will to go up into the rafters again. But Will cut free a heavy sack which fell on the cart and catapulted Jack up into the rafters as well. Vanessa looked up and saw them fight, jumping from beam to beam like they were merely playing. Jack fell back to the ground followed after by Will.

"I'm getting out of here..." Vanessa muttered to herself. She turned her direction to the door which still had a sword stuck to it. She grumbled angrily and began walking around the place for another exit. While she was doing this Jack lost his weapon from Will and decided to blind Will by throwing sand at him. While Will was busy coughing and brushing off sand from himself, Jack took out his pistol and aimed it at Will.

"You cheated!" Will cried angrily.

"Pirate!" Jack replied. Vanessa was attempting to pull the sword again when the door suddenly banged loudly. The three people in the room could hear the guards trying to break down the door to open it. Vanessa cursed and quickly backed away from the door before she got blown together with the door. Jack turned his gaze back to Will and narrowed his eyes at him. "Move away."

"No."

"Please move."

"No! I cannot just step aside and let you escape." Will shouted stubbornly.

"This shot is not meant for you." Jack warned him threateningly. Before anything else could happen Jack suddenly got hit on the head with a bottle of alcohol and fell unconscious to the ground. Vanesa blinked as she saw Mr. Brown standing there with a cracked bottle in hand. Even though she knew it would occur, the man's sudden appearance was still surprising. At that same moment the door finally tore open and let the guards swarm into the room like bees.

"There he is. Over here." One of the soldiers cried. Norrington walked in as well and surveyed the whole place. He saw Will covered in sand, Vanessa standing by Jack Sparrow who was unconscious on the ground. Lastly he saw Mr. Brown with the bottle and walked over to him.

"Excellent work, Mr. Brown. You've assisted in the capture of a dangerous fugitive." He told him.

"Just doing my civic duty, sir." The master blacksmith replied proudly. Vanessa gave a soft snort and rolled her eyes in disbelief.

"He hardly did anything and simply hit Sparrow with the bottle when he was off-guard. I'd say he's a lazy bum for taking all the credit when Will did all the work." She muttered angrily to herself. James Norrington heard Vanessa snort and walked up to her, examining her slowly.

"Ah and you must be the one who saved Jack Sparrow earlier. What is your name pirate?" Vanessa glared at him.

"What makes you think I'm going to reply to that Commodore? What if I don't feel like telling you? What are you going to do to me then?" She asked as her lips curved into a mischievous smirk. Norrington stared at Vanessa and held up her chin to look at her more closely. He squinted his eyes and pulled up the sleeve of her shirt to reveal a tattoo on her arm. It was of a gun and a ship on water, a famous tattoo of a very famous pirate. He was taken aback and dropped his hold on her shirt.

"Sharpshooter Marine...the pirate's name has become known over the past few years. They say he was a wandering pirate who had no crew to become loyal to and continuously moved from one ship to another. I also heard that he has been part of thousands of attacks on merchant ships in just one month. What he was most famous for was his precise accuracy and precision, thus earning the nickname Sharpshooter. But I never expected him to be in fact, a she."

"Expect nothing less Commodore." Vanessa, now called Marine, told him. "Even though I am a lass, those stories you heard were no exaggeration. I am known for my sharpshooting skills. I have gone through many ships, captains and crewmembers. And I have looted enough treasure to last me a lifetime." Norrington glared at her and ordered his men to send her to prison. Then he looked down on Jack and gave a small smile.

"Well, I trust you will always remember this as the day that Captain Jack Sparrow almost escaped. Take him away together with the other."