Disclaimer: Ah yes the very well known disclaimers. Well as you all probably already know...I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of the characters in the story.

Authors Note: Yea! The first chapter to my story is finally finished!

I would like to thank my beta, muse, and friend: snowyjay-chan

Thank you sooo much! Without her this story probably would not exist.

Well that's pretty much all I have to say right now. I can't wait for your reviews!!

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A young maiden, no older then twenty, slowly dragged herself over the vast rocky beach. Her head was held low on her shoulders and she looked very troubled. Slowly she glanced back at the horizon, yet again.

There, far off in the distance, was the shadow of a ship caring away the man she loved. A silent tear rolled down her porcelain cheek, leaving an almost unnoticeable path down her once smooth face. She let lose a sigh filled with emotion, and turned once more, making her way down the shoreline. Her feet guided her, yet she had no idea where she was going.

The young woman wore a pirate's attire, which included: a thin long-sleeved white shirt, covered with a violet vest that extended down well past her waist, and she had on black pants that were tucked in to boots that almost came up to her knees and were slowly beginning to fade with the passing of time. At her hip she had belted a sword, which surprisingly was in fairly good condition, despite the elements it has been through.

After walking aimlessly, for time she could not measure, the young woman began to tire. She sighed, and sat down in the sand, staring out at the horizon. 'What am I going to do?' she asked herself. 'How will I get off this island…?' she sat there, gazing off in to the dark horizon, many thoughts running through her very troubled mind.

A little while later the woman finally stood and dusted the sand off her clothes. She gazed around the island, deep in thought and wondering what to do with all the time she had. Making up her mind to explore the island she began to head more inland.

There were a lot of trees on the island, but as the young pirate continued to make her way inland their numbers increased drastically. Soon she found herself making her way through a jungle, which was beginning to get denser.

After a while she stopped, and sat down on a rock to take a break. She looked around the dark forest; it was so quiet…She heard a crack behind her as if someone had stepped on a fallen twig. Jumping to her feet, she pulled out her sword…but no one was there. She sighed and put her sword away and continued on her path through the woods.

After a while she came to a small spring. A smile appeared on her thin lips and she knelt down to take a drink. She lowered her cupped hands in to the crystal clear water, then quickly brought them back to her delicate lips and drank. A minute late she stood and looked around, her stunning green eyes narrowed as she studied the woods. Choosing a path she continued on her way, praying that she would not get lost in the maze of trees.

The moon had risen high in the sky by now. She glanced up at it trough a small gap in the trees. It was giving out a radiantly bright light and was drenching her in it, making her hair shimmer like silver. She glanced back in front of her and kept on her path, but she had a strange feeling she was being watched.

She continued for some time then stopped in a small clearing. "Well, well, well…" a mysterious voice rang out in a deep tone. The woman froze; a chill crept through her spine. That voice…it sounded unmistakably familiar. She turned slowly and saw someone standing a few feet away from her in the shadows of the trees.

A cloud shifted overhead and a ray of moonlight hit him for a fraction of a second, but just enough for the woman to make out what this person looked like. He was rather tall and was also wearing pirate's attire…very familiar pirate's attire. He was smiling wolfishly, with his tri-cornered hat pulled low over his face, and she saw a quick glint of a few golden teeth.

"No…" she muttered clearly shocked, her eyes widening. The man stepped from the shadows and in to the clearing where the moonlight illuminated his figure, made it clear who he was. "…If it isn't Ms. Swann." Said none other than Captain Jack Sparrow.

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Viola! There is the first chapter. Sorry it is so short.

As you can clearly see, Jack has weaseled his way in to the spot light yet again.

Unfortunately I an not the best person at playing Jack. If anyone has experience with him please give me some pointers.

Good news…am I almost finished with the second chapter and should have it up by tomorrow!