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It was raining violently, as a young girl was running back to her home. The rim of her dress was getting more wet than the rest of herself, but she didn't care about that; she was more worried about her father, who was lying in his bed dying.

The young girl's father was gravely ill, and as she had sat out on a pier, she had been told that her father was not going to survive for long; he would be dead by night. What her father had caught was a disease that the doctors could not cure, unfortunately.

Always feeling like she's being watched, she turned her head for a quick second as she continued to run, then she looked forward again.

The girl soon got to her home and ran inside. As she ran up the stairs, her slippers fell off and rolled down the steps. As she got up the last step, she made a quick turn and entered her father's room. She knelt by his bedside and looked down at her poor father.

The man that was quickly dying… well looked dead. His skin showed no flush or anything, his eyes were very droopy, and it was difficult for him to breath. "I-Isabella…"

"Father?" The young girl responded, stroking her father's face.

"There is something… you must know, before… I die." His eyes glanced over by the bed- stand, "Open the first drawer… in there."

Isabella looked over at the direction her father was looking in, and did as she was told. As she opened the drawer, she noticed a golden necklace. It was a beautiful thing, a small golden chain that held an average-sized locket, which was in a shape of a heart. She took the piece of jewelry out and gazed at it for a bit. She then looked back at her father. "What is this?"

Isabella's father took a deep breath and answered in a soft gasp. "A Heart family heirloom… I wanted to give it… to you at the… right time."

"I'm sixteen, though. Why wouldn't I have been able to possess it any earlier?"

Isabella's father had coughed violently. He looked at his loving daughter and said to her, "I don't think I can say, feeling that I'm not going to breathe any longer.."

"I love you, father." Isabella whispered to the person who was last to leave her. She never wanted this day to come soon, but she couldn't change anything. She took his hand, and felt him holding her's back with his little strength that he had left. She suddenly felt tears forming in her eyes and cascading down her cheeks.

"I… I love you too, Isabella." He said, taking in his last breath. Ruby felt her father's grip release her hand; his eyes were closed, and his heart had no beat.

Isabella bit her lip, knowing that her father was dead, and she had no one to go to. She couldn't help but hold her father's lifeless body close to her. After a while, she let her father's body lay on the bed.

She then looked down at the necklace that she was holding in her hands. She somehow knew that the object she held was more than some sort of fine piece of jewelry, but what was so special about it? She couldn't help but stare at it in awe and wonder what it could really be, other than a family heirloom.

After a while of being in the darkness and emptiness of the room where she would no longer be protected, she got up and left her home, never wanting to return. She had felt horrible for leaving her father's body in the house, but she would have no idea of what to do with it. Knowing that she had nowhere to go, she had decided to just join her parents in the afterlife.

Knowing where to go to end her earthly life, she went on top of a giant cliff, outside of the little town of Port Royal. As she ran out of the wretched town, she had bumped into someone without knowing. She looked up and saw that it was a soldier who had worked for Lord Cutler Beckett, who was ruling Port Royal under the order of the King of England. The man looked down at Isabella and said to her, "You should not be out here in this storm, Miss."

Isabella had forgotten that it was still somewhat violent outside, but she had no worries about that anymore. She went around the man and continued walking away from Port Royal. "That was an order!" The solider yelled out to Isabella. She simply ignored him and continued her way.

After what seemed like days, Ruby eventually got on the top of the giant cliff, where she would say goodbye to the world that she would no longer be with. Her hair, face, dress, everything on her was al drenched, but no matter; she would end up in the sea full of water, where she would be nothing but lifeless dinner for predators of the waters.

She took a deep breath, closing her eyes, and jumped off the cliff, with no hesitation. Though her eyes were closed, she could see her life flash before her eyes (as they all say). She remembered the times when she would go around town with her parents, the times she would help them out around the house, and remembering how much her parents loved her. She had no friends, and she never saw her whole family, but she thought she wouldn't be able to do anything else after her father died.

Right below where the young girl was falling, the most infamous pirate in the Caribbean paced back and forth on his ship. He was muttering to himself, and his crew was confused. The captain's right-hand man walked up to him and asked, "Captain? Is there something you're not telling us?"

The captain stopped pacing and looked at the man. He then turned and continued to pace. The man, by the name of Joshamee Gibbs, got in front of his captain. The captain had no choice but to stop in his path. "What is it, Gibbs?" He asked, forgetting that Gibbs had said something to him a few seconds ago.

Gibbs sighed and repeated, "Is there something you're not telling us, Jack?"

Jack huffed and turned the other way. He quickly turned back to Gibbs and answered, "Oh no, I'm not keeping anything from my crew," his voice suddenly started increasing, "except the fact that because of this bloody rain, we lost track and ended up by Port Royal. AND, ever since Elizabeth stayed with that Norrington guy, we haven't had a single woman on this vessel!"

"What about An-"

"I left her… well, I forgot where." Jack said. He then went around Gibbs and stopped after a few steps away from him.

"Remember what I said to you before she got onto the ship, 'tis bad luck to have women on the ship." Gibbs protested.

"Well, I don't listen to those silly superstitions." Jack said, using a random hand gesture. He kept his arms extended out as he spoke again, "It would be a miracle though if a young wench just fell from the sky in my arms an-"

Jack didn't finish his sentence, for he had caught Isabella without even knowing that would happen. His eyes grew in astonishment, yet let a grin appear on his face. "Well, I surely know I'm not drunk."