A/N: I'm back! Fanfic took my other story Once You Go Jack You Never Go Back off the site but you can find it at the websites in my profile. Anyway this is my new story, it was an idea that just randomly came to me. I'm not too sure about it so tell me what you think.

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Black Illusion Chapter One

Naomi walked through the streets of Port Kenai, looking around carefully to avoid annoying situations and to make sure she wasn't being followed. She was always paranoid that she was being followed, she didn't know why but she had been like that ever since she was little. Being a pirate was also one of the reasons she had to watch her back and get herself out of awkward situations. Naomi had come to Port Kenai when she fell victim to mutiny not that long ago, a small merchant vessel had been sailing past and she was able to get a lift to the nearest port. That port happened to be Port Kenai and the port that Naomi was born in. Her mother had been a whore working at some brothel on the edge of town, not the nicest place in the world to work but not too bad either. She had been born and raised in that brothel until her mother was shot and killed accidentally in a bar fight. Naomi had been twelve at the time, definitely too young to be without parents. Well she would have had her father had he not been off some place else, but that wasn't his fault, nor was it her mother's. She had tried to contact him many times but he never seemed to want to listen, so now Naomi was without mother or father but she knew that somehow she would come across her father one day. That was, after all, why she had chosen to become a pirate instead of a whore like her mother.

So Naomi walked throughout the streets having nowhere to go but the brothel, which was the last place she wanted to be at the moment. Her long, almost black hair hung about her waist freely, it was held back by a black bandanna to keep it out of her face. Her hair had come from her father, for her mother had fair hair and not nearly as thick as the hair her father or she had. Her eyes, on the other hand, had come from her mother. They were a deep blue, like the Caribbean waters and they didn't let a single emotion be read. Naomi had a small frame, another of her mothers traits, that she accentuated with black pants and a skin tight white shirt which was covered by a crimson coloured one. She was adorned with jewellery of all kinds and had numerous piercings on her ears, making her look kind of like a gypsy. Her long black coat and black tri corn hat were what set her aside from gypsies, those and the pirate brand that was on her right wrist.

She walked into the nearest bar, Port Kenai was not a pirate town so she had to be careful of where she went but she knew that this one bar held all the needs of pirates and that no Navy man would ever step within fifty feet of the place. She sat down and ordered herself a mug of rum, just as her rum came a group of young men burst through the door in a huddled mass of off key voices as they sand a sea shanty. They looked around the bar and their eyes stopped on her.

"Hey lass hows about lettin' us join ye for some rum," one of them shouted from the back.

"Sure why not, gather 'round men," she cried with a smile.

"Oi! Aren't ye Cap'n Mieres?" one pirate cried as he pointed at her. Naomi cringed inwardly at the last name but nodded and kicked out a chair for him.

"That I am, have a seat boys there's plenty o' room," she said as they gathered around her and more rum was brought to the table.

".... and tha' is 'ow I escaped the minions o' the Devil 'imself," Naomi finished, as she waved her hands about and sat back in her chair, but instead of stopping she continued to go backwards onto the floor. The stares of awe turned into ones of surprise and concern as the Captain fell to the ground.

"Well I do believe that's enough for one night," the voice of one of the men came from somewhere to her left.

"Wha' do ye mean?" Naomi asked as she tried to resume a sitting position.

"I mean Captain Mieres that you are under arrest for various crimes that you will be reminded of when it comes time for your hanging." He was met with a blank stare from the Captain. "We've been waiting a long time to make your arrest and now that we have I can assure you that you will be going nowhere but to the gallows. I'm sure many other ports will be pleased to know of your capture because people will now be able to go on with their lives knowing that Captain Mieres has an appointment with the gallows."

"You tricked me! You bloody bastards, you'll pay for this, an' tha' I can assure ye," she yelled, her drunken state was something in history as she kicked and snarled at the men. They were holding her down and placing irons on her before she knew it and she was being dragged out the door, kicking and screaming in a matter of seconds. She had been tricked, nobody tricks Captain Naomi Mieres of Satan's Rapture, it was unheard of and definitely a big a mistake. They would surely pay for this when she got out, and she would get out.

"There ya go Captain Mieres, hope ye like it in 'ere but don't get too attached you have an appointment with the gallows tomorrow at noon, don't forget," one of the soldiers said with a smile as he locked her in a prison cell. The cell was smaller than the ones that they had in Port Royal, those were the cells that she was accustomed to, not this tiny damp cell without a window. Naomi figured that the only way she was going to get out was if she started thinking of a way to get out of this mess, before long though she was fast asleep on the small bench in the corner.

Sounds or metal jangling and hitting against bars jarred Naomi from her sleep. 'Shit,' she thought, 'I was sleeping!'

She turned her attention towards the sounds and found that they were throwing someone into the cell beside her.

"Oh boy, Captain Mieres and Captain Sparrow in one day," one soldier said excitedly as they walked off. Naomi's heart stopped beating at the mention of his name, could it really be him? 'Crap,' she kicked herself mentally in the ass, 'now I'm stuck with some loser who ruined my life.' She looked over to see him struggling to get up from where he was thrown.

"Captain Mieres did he say?" he asked from the cell beside her.

"Who wants to know," she growled.

"Relax, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow no need t' fret."

"Captain Jack Sparrow eh? Well Captain I've heard some pretty interesting stories about ye," she said leaning casually against the bars in front of her. She couldn't see him because he was on the other side of his cell but as he came towards her she saw him for the first time. For the first time in her nineteen years she saw the one man, who was supposed to be there for her, but he wasn't, not ever and now here she was meeting him in a jail cell.

"Did ye now, well I'm not surprised," he stated, leaning on the bars across from her. She back away with a look of disgust and sat back down on her bench.

"I bet there's no truth to them at all, I bet you don't remember half the things in your life for what they really are because there's so many stories floating around."

"Oh and I suppose tha' all the stories about ye are true then?" he asked with a smirk. She looked familiar but he couldn't guess why, not if he had two hundred guesses could he guess why she looked familiar to him.

"I didn't say they were, but I remembered wha' really happened an I didn't let it all get to me head," she stated as she tapped her head.

"I'm sure ye do luv," he said with a smile as he sat down on his bench.

"Do not call me that," she snarled at him. He didn't reply but she could practically feel his smile it was so huge. After a few minutes of silence Jack's voice reached her from the shadows.

"So luv how about when we get ourselves out of 'ere you and me 'ave a bit o' fun," he said with that same smile. Naomi almost threw up; did he hit on every woman in the world?

"I do not think that's wise Captain Sparrow," she said, pulling her hat over her eyes and trying not to gag.

"An why is tha' luv?"

"Because don't they 'ave laws about tha' sort of thing?" now was the time to tell him because she feared that if she didn't she'd toss her cookies all over her tiny cell.

"Wha' do ye mean 'laws'?" he asked, sitting up to look at her, although he couldn't see much due to the fact that the only windows were at the other end of the jail.

3993"Well I mean I don't think it's appropriate for us to be doing such things Captain Sparrow," she said, sitting up to look at him as well.

"Wha's wrong with it?"

"Don't you get it?! It's not appropriate because I'm your daughter you bloody idiot," she yelled, throwing her hands up in the air.

"First off luv I don't 'ave any children, Captain Jack Sparrow does not have children, secondly if I did 'ave a daughter she wouldn't call me a bloody idiot, and thirdly I would know if I had a daughter or not so nice try luv but it's not going t' work," he said, coming up to the bars that separated them.

"Oh really well I hate t' burst your bubble but ye do 'ave a child an it's me, she would call ye a bloody idiot 'cause I did and ye don't know because ye were never told," she said with a growl. He really was irritating sometimes, but then again it wasn't his fault that he didn't know about her.

"Ye don't even 'ave the same name as me, yer Mieres I'm Sparrow."

"I changed my name, I can't walk around saying my name's Sparrow, I'd probably get killed or something."

"Where were ye born lass?"

"Here in Port Kenai," she said with a frustrated sigh.

"How old are ye?"

"Nineteen, are ye making any connections yet Captain?"

"Aye the last time I was here was nineteen or twenty years ago, wha was yer mother's name?" Jack asked, fear leaping into his heart. Could this girl really be his daughter, or was this just some very good trick.

"Samantha Delaney, small woman with long blond hair and bright blue eyes. Ring a bell?"

"Aye," he said, clearing his throat. He remembered Samantha very well in fact, she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and she had left quite the impression on him, even if she was just a whore like all the others.

"Well there ye go, I was born and I didn't know you were my father until I was ten years old. By that time I had already discovered pirates and had read about many of your adventures, when I learned you were my father I made it a goal to find you before I turned twenty. Mother died in a bar fight when I was twelve and I was left to survive on my own, I started learning how to work ships and learn the ways of pirates. By the time I was sixteen I had my own ship and by the time I was seventeen I was one the most feared pirates... in the world. Still am I suppose, but I can't be too scary without me ship."

"Wha' happened to her?" Jack asked, reality was beginning to sink in but it still hadn't hit full force.

"Mutiny, I should've expected it, but there was nothing I could do," she said sadly.

"I know what it's like, same thing happened to me. Yer ship was Satan's Rapture wasn't it?"

"Aye, my pride an joy. Imagine my first ship gave the title of one of the most feared pirates in the world an I lost her t' a bunch of good for nothing son of a..."

"Aye, well ye'll get her back, I promise."

"An how can ye make a promise like tha'?"

"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."

"Ah, I should've known ye were going t' say something like tha'," Naomi said rolling her eyes. When Jack didn't reply, Naomi looked over only to see him fast asleep against the bars. She smiled and closed her eyes, tomorrow was the day she was to be hung and now that Jack knew she was his daughter she felt a sort of fulfillment or peace come over her. She knew that everything would be alright and she too fell asleep.

A/N: Well that was the first chapter. I'm not too sure about this story yet so any feedback is most welcome. Go check out my other story (look in my profile)!!! Anywho REVIEW!!!