Hooray, my first fic. Be kind. I have been wanting to upload this for ages. This is a gift fic for Julie. I freaking LOVE you man XD

Obviously, this is a TwilightxPirates crossover. I am attempting to keep this as canon as possible, but clearly my lovely Jack Sparrow is NOT a creation of Stephanie Meyer.

Rating may or may not go up for future chapters, but only because of excessive swearing, innuendo, violence, and the wrongful use of coleslaw.

Disclaimer: I don't own the Pirates of the Caribbean franchise, that belongs to Disney, nor do I own Twilight, property of Stephanie Meyer. Julie is however, my wench, despite her usage by a certain pirate captain.

On with the story.

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Far overhead, a seagull called. The sky was cloudless, the gentle breeze effectively pushing the white fluff from the blue bowl. Sun beating down on her lithe form, Alice marvelled in the way the rays made her skin sparkle in the light. She hardly ever got to see the sun anymore, not since they had moved to Forks with Carlisle's clan. Thick ropes of diamond glass circled her waist from behind and she couldn't resist a giggle as Jasper's breath tickled her ear.

"What are you thinking about, that's made you so happy?" he asked softly, his voice warm.

Snuggling back further into the protective circle of his arms, Alice smiled dreamily.

"About us. Our family. How good everything is." She pivoted gracefully on the spot, stopping to face him. Jasper smiled down at her as she reached up to stroke the golden strands from his face. "How much I love you," she whispered.

He smiled, lips curving, and Alice felt her metaphorical heart clench. He was so perfect. She wetted her own lips, an invitation, looking up at him through her raven tresses. Taking the hint, Jasper dipped his head, and Alice felt her mind go blank as sensation swept her from the world around them.

There was nothing, nothing at all, but Jasper holding her to his chest, his hands pressed against her spine. The sound of the waves lapping against the hull was nothing, the creaking of the metal beneath them was nothing. The warmth of the sunshine, the glare of the water, the soft sea breeze; all of it was meaningless to her now as she stood entwined with her lover. She wanted nothing more than this perfect moment to last forever, and, considering what they both were, it very well could, or at least, last for a very long time.

"Oi! What are you lot doing on my ship!"

Breaking apart, Jasper grabbed Alice and spun her away from the foreign voice, placing himself in front of her protectively. Alice stood, gathering her wits. Which was a feat in itself. Because Alice was never startled. By anything. She always knew what was going to happen before it did anyway, so unexpected surprises were a real rarity. Taking a calming breath, Alice peered around Jasper, who stood in front of her, growling, fangs bared.

A vampire stood in front of them, though he was unlike any vampire she had ever seen. At least, not recently. His clothes were, well, old. And not like the frayed kind of old, but more of the made-in-the-last-century kind of old. She flickered her gaze over him for a second before glancing up at his face, her lips curled in distaste.

The vampire caught her gaze and smirked. "Don't like my appearance, love?" he asked, his voice rough. He winked. "Don't hold it against me, if my taste in fashion differs from your own. Some of us are born with a natural flare for these things. Sadly, not all of us are so blessed, but truly, my sympathies go out to you, darlin'."

She hissed, her eyes narrowing dangerously. Jasper tensed.

"Don't go getting all riled up over me darlin', after all, you'll be seeing me shortly." His lips stretched into a grin, and Alice was once again surprised as a shiver of unease ran down her spine. His ruby-red gaze pinned her own amber one, his smile mocking.

"Oh, but of course! How silly of me to forget!" he sniggered. "You won't be seeing me coming, now will you? Get ready love, it's going to be the best surprise ever! Just wait, because darlin'…" Something whispered in her head softly. She tried to focus on it, hear what it was. A voice. His voice.

"Hell comes for thee."

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Alice hurtled upright, a scream tearing from her throat. Immediately, a lazy sense of calm and ease swept over her and she scrambled blindly into Jasper's arms. He rocked her gently, stroking her face, letting the aura of serenity to wash over her frantic form.

"What was it Alice?" Esme asked, her gentle voice concerned.

"Alice?" a voice whispered near Jasper's shoulder, shocking her from her terror. Pulling her face from his shirt, Alice met Bella's disturbed brown gaze.

Blinking stupidly, Alice turned her gaze to the room. The lounge room. All of her fellow Cullen's were there, gazing at her with equal amounts of concern. The only face that was not was Edward's, whose brow was furrowed into a frown, though he looked more apprehensive than concerned.

"Are you okay Alice" Bella asked, her hand reaching out hesitantly. "What- what did you see?"

"A… a vision?" Alice babbled, still caught in the illusion. The irrational sense of fear that even now threatened to consume her still lingered in her mind like a fog, constricting her. That man, the vampire. Those whispered words in her mind has overridden all other thoughts, every scrap of rationality.

And even now she couldn't shake her terror. Because that was no ordinary vision. It was… it was more like a dream.

But, but that was impossible. She didn't even sleep, let alone dream. But if that was a vision, why was it so… so strange. It was more like someone had spoken in her head, communicated with her, rather than her seeing the future. Because it was like he was the one predicting to future, not her.

"Perhaps," Edward's voice broke through Alice's tangled thoughts, "You should inform everyone of what you just saw. Though censored I hope" he added with a smirk.

"Wha- Oh!" He meant that little scene with her and Jasper. Yeah, probably won't tell everyone about that.

"Well" she began hesitantly, "What I saw was…"

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As Bella lay in bed that night, she asked Edward to sing her to sleep. Edward looked surprised. And a little disappointed. "Why the rush" he asked, his voice low.

Bella shrugged, hoping to appear indifferent. "Just a bit tired, is all."

He nodded, but despite his deceptively blank face, Bella could tell he'd had other plans involving before bedtime activities. As he began to sing her lullaby, she relaxed, snuggling deeper into her frozen embrace and her bedcovers.

Giving into her drooping eyelids, Bella closed her eyes with a sigh, letting her mind trail off. And they immediately turned to the mysterious vision Alice had had. Bella, despite herself, shuddered, remembering almost too vividly the look of pure terror that had seized Alice, her eyes glazed over with fear, the bell-like scream in all of it's horrific beauty.

As she had blurted out her story, Bella felt her gut twist with unease.

She did not like the sound of this supposed newcomer. It hadn't been a normal vision for Alice, that much she could figure out on her own. And the vampire, it was almost like he was telling them of his immanent arrival, demanding they prepare. And once more, the Cullen's were divided in what they should do.

Rosalie, Carlisle, and Esme were certain that the vision was nothing, a skewed version of events that probably wouldn't even come to pass anyway.

But Edward and Jasper weren't so sure. And Emmet too. The prospect of a possible confrontation with a rogue vampire, while not a very threatening idea, was not a very comforting one either.

The fact that he could have somehow penetrated Alice's mind meant that he was powerful, and a possible danger. But Alice couldn't tell them if it was true or not, nor when, where, or even if he would arrive. She had spent the rest of the day concentrating, attempting to catch another glimpse of the vampire, but to no avail.

And with no more visions to back up her claim, the household dismissed it, Edward scooping her up and announcing to take Bella home. No one had objected, though Alice looked about ready to burst into tears, if that was possible, even before they had departed. Jasper was close on her heels, his marble face twisted in concern.

Edward too had been unusually quiet, though he made a point to talk to her as they sped back to Charlie's house as though nothing was wrong at all.

But as she lay in bed, curled next to her own personal angel, her thoughts were straying, not on the one beside her, not even on Jacob, her Jacob.

And as she fell asleep, it wasn't anyone she knew that she dreamed of. It was of a certain ruby eyed monster in the form of a god.

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"Eeedddwwwaaarrrddd" Alice whined, "Go easy on her or it's no ffffuuunnnnn," as her soprano voice reaching new levels, though how it managed to still sound beautiful even at the impossibly annoyingly loud pitch was an absolute mystery to Bella. But if she had to guess, it was because Alice was a vampire.

And Edward refused to turn her till she had taken the plunge and married him. And all Bella could say to that was, "Why the hell do we have to get married first?"

Because the only reason Edward had was based solely on principle, and as far as Bella was concerned, those principles shove it. If there was one thing she was not going to do in her days as a human, it was get hitched right off the bat.

Which of course was the problem. Edward wouldn't turn her into a vampire without first marrying her. And Bella though that they could get married after she was a vampire and had put a couple more years onto her parents marital clock till they deemed it decent that she wed.

Unfortunately, the key factor here was time, something Bella didn't really have a lot of. What with her aging by the second and her Edward staying frozen as forever seventeen. So was it so unreasonable that she asked to be turned first as apposed to, say, after she had turned senile?

Why oh why did Edward have to be so damn stubborn? If she was turned all of this wouldn't be an issue. Edward wouldn't have to keep being so protective of her, they could partake in more… interesting nighttimes activities without worry, and most of all, wouldn't have to worry about the Volturi.

But when she pointed all this out to him, Edward had smiled and pointed out to her that Jacob would hate her on principle, and bye bye friendship with werewolf. Edward, you annoying bastard.

Suddenly, Bella gasped, breaking from her reverie.

Wh-what? Edward was a lot of things (beautiful, talented, funny, loving, gorgeous, an angel, musically gifted, oh, and did I mention beautiful?) but a bastard he was not. Nor was he annoying… much.

This… this had to be the negative influence of hanging around La Push too much. She had never been one fro cursing, finding it a rather vulgar habit, but the werewolves had quite the vocabulary to their names and often made high use of it.

Which was obviously problematic when she was trying to impress her future family with how cool and sophisticated she was.

"Bella, honey" Edward murmured, once again jolting her from her thoughts. "It's your turn" he said with a smile that melted her completely from the inside out. He tilted his head to the SCRABBLE game they were currently playing.

She smiled and nodded, thrown for a second when he gave her an enthusiastic smile. He had been quite eager to play her, because for once he would be able to win based solely on his ability, not his mind reading.

As she spelt out the word "egregious," Alice, lounging on the couch and mercifully helping Bella out against everyone, stiffened. At split second later, Edward mimicking her, no doubt reading her mind, and her vision.

"Alice?" Bella asked cautiously.

"He's here" she breathed, her eyes glassy.

"Who?" asked Esme, looking between Alice and Edward.

Edward stood in one of his eerily fast movements, jolting the table and knocking the pieces from their respective places on the board. "Ed-" Bella protested, but was cut off as he leapt in front if her, sinking into a defensive crouch. A truly terrifying snarl ripped from his chest, and Bella quieted as fear overtook her.

The last time Edward had acted like this, there was a murderous band of vampires about to arrive, who were most definitely not vegetarians. The last time she had heard Edward sound like that, animalistic and deadly, James had been in the process of killing her.

And the only reason he ever acted like this was when there was a real threat to her life. Which could only mean that…

Carlisle's head snapped up, his eye's locking on something not there. A quick glance around the room told Bella that it was now something that all the vampires could hear, judging by the way everyone had stiffened, becoming beautiful marble sculptures.

Bella held her breath. It was silent for a heartbeat.

CRACK

The front door splintered, crumpling like paper as an unnatural force hit it. Shards of woods and dust rained down on the hallway. And through the cloud of dust and splinters, and figure stepped forward, slinking with cat-like grace into the room.

Bella felt her breath catch as one of the most good-looking vampires she had ever laid eyes on stepped into the room, his garnet eyes glinting maliciously.

"Carlisle! Mate, it's been too long. Hear you've got a troublesome brat with you, messed with the Volturi a while back" he grinned, revealing perfectly white canines. "Did you miss ol' Jack?"

He paused, smiling at then and swaying, in Bella's opinion, quite drunkenly, if that was possible.

Flexing his impressive muscles, Emmet stepped towards the stranger, his expression both dark and eager.

"I'm sorry. Who the Hell are you?" he spat.

The newcomer blinked. "I'm captain Jack Sparrow."

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(A/N) And there you have it. My first chappie. Yay! Just to let you all know, this story is going to get a Hell of a lot more crazier. Randomness and violence ensue!

Oh yeah, this is set somewhere between New Moon and Eclipse, when Jacob and Bells are still friends, Eddie's back and Victoria has yet to show up. The whole rash of killings in Seattle or wherever it was at the beginning is actually caused by our mysterious guest. Lol, Jack-Jack, you naughty boy. You were hungry, ne.

And yes, there will be human Bella, and a non-vegetarian Jack, because where's the fun.

Oh yeah, if any of you have a problem with this fic not being completely EdxBella, shove it, because there is going to be jealousy and wavering galore. And I'm sorry, but to any JakexBella fans out there, DO NOT read this fic. Because there will be Jake bashing. But then, there will be everybody-bashing too.

Why? Because Twilight is to sunshine and bunnies relationship wise, if you exclude the whole EdxBellaxJake triangle thing. Not enough jealousy and violence.

Be prepared, Eddie's gonna have one hell of a time. Jack isn't going to make this easy for him, are you honey?

Please review, don't care if it's flames or whatever, I love you all. *cries* why don't you LOVE ME?