Hey all, this is the other author of the story, Countess Verona Dracula. This is a sequel to our other pirate story, the Mystery of Moonlight, which was basically the first movie with our characters added in. Since everyone knows the plot of the first movie and we didn't change much, it isn't really necessary to read it. All you need to know is that Arlen and Liash were normal girls in the 21st century who were obsessed with POTC, and they were sent back in time to join Jack. Jack recognizes them and seems to think they are his goddaughters, whom he watched die around the time of Barbossa's mutiny. They spend the entire movie going back and forth from these pirate personas Jack remembers and very confused 21st century girls. This story will follow their quest to find out which world they really belong in. Enjoy! -Verona

P.S. This story takes place after the first and before the second movie.

Disclaimer We don't own it! So don't sue! We're a pair of broke teenagers! THESE CHARACTERS ARE NOT MARY SUES. THEY DO NOT FALL IN LOVE WITH EITHER JACK OR WILL (such a shame...) SO IF YOU ARE LOOKING FOR THAT KIND OF STORY, YA WON'T FIND IT HERE! Sorry, mates

Chapter One
Ghosts of the Past

"You keep an eye on those two." Captain Jack Sparrow muttered to Joshmee Gibbs. Gibbs nodded and purposefully headed to the stern, where he sat, watching Liash Wolfe. Jack, while also steering the ship, concentrated on Arlen Starre. Seeing this, Arlen made a quick motion that made it seem as though she would fall; in lieu of everyone's shook, she nodded quickly to Liash, who nodded back. In one liquid motion, they reached for rope and swung to the opposite sides of the ship.

This had the crew severely confused, as Gibbs was now staring at an arrogantly smiling Lone Star and Captain Sparrow at a grinning Black Wolf. Their grins swiftly waned as they knew, by Jack's look, they were in for it.

-x-

"WHAT THE HELL WHERE YOU THINKING?" Jack howled

"We were just having a bit o' fun, Jack! You know how bored we get on the ships!" Black Wolf shot back.

"Get your asses to bed. NOW!" Jack growled. The girls could tell quite easily that he was not at all joking.

"Something the matter, capt'n?" The ever-inquisitive Lone Star asked, traces of a faint English accent slipping slyly into her voice.

"Nothing. Just old memories." Jack said tersely. His angry countenance softened. "Just go to bed, loves." He said gently. Having no desire to see Jack angry again, the girls quietly acquiesced.

-x-

Black Wolf had no qualms about going to bed early and was soon snug in her hammock and dreaming about... whatever it was a girl like Black Wolf dreams about. Lone Star, however, was jittery and nervous. Nothing. Just old memories.

"What old memories, Jack?" Lone Star asked the sultry air. Naturally, it did not answer.

She rolled onto her left side, then onto her back. Lately she had been having nightmares. They were vague and indistinct, but utterly terrifying. Some mornings she'd wake up, knowing she was Lone Star and that the colonial Caribbean was her home, but there were other mornings when she'd wake up as Arlen Kokolios wondering where the hell she was and how she was going to get home. Overall she was confused and frustrated.

With a muttered curse, she sat up an action she instantly regretted.

There was fire everywhere. Fire in the sky, flames in the water. Molten heat, scorching her. She screamed and tried desperately to swim away from her exploding ship, but something heavy held her down.

"Black Wolf. BLACK WOLF WE HAVE TO SWIM AWAY!" The girl cried desperately. She looked down at her friend, whose black eyes were fixed and staring. "No! NOOO!" She screamed, shaking the lifeless body of her friend. Blood streamed from grievous cuts all over her proud face and burns marred her hardworking arms. Crying at the girl realized that the dead weight of her friend might be too much to carry as she began to sink.

A current snared her leg and began to drag her into the mists...

Lone Star began to point, her soft gray blue eyes wide and dilated with fear. A small cry escaped her lips, but Black Wolf slept on.

Everything flew by too fast to be seen. Sharp, hard rocks struck her, bruising and cutting. Salty sea water poured into her throat, only to be coughed back up with blood as rocks broke her ribs. Mist and water bit at her eyes, but still she clung to Black Wolf. 'We can get through this..."

She was slammed into the shore and almost drowned under a wave before it receded. Panting, she looked over at Black Wolf and began to sob, pulling her friend closed. All was eerily silent and the girl looked up to see a group of ghostly sailors approach. Some where missing arms, legs... even heads. Terrified, she tried to pull herself and Black Wolf away, but her battered body could not react or move. They drew closer...

Sharp knives tore into her. Blood splashed into the ebony tide of the Caribbean. Eyes, hollow and empty, watched her,

Aboard the Black Pearl, Lone Star arched her back and screamed, for it was her own unseeing eyes she stared into.

-x-

She was still screaming and thrashing, somehow wide awake when Jack burst in.

"Arlen! ARLEN!" He shouted. Her screaming subsided, but she continued to shake and cry and seemed entirely oblivious to his presence. "Lone Star." He cried desperately.

In the precise moment, Black Wolf rolled over and fell flat on the floor with a soft 'thump'. She sleepily sat up.

"'s the matter Lone Star?" She mumbled. The instant she heard her friend's voice, Lone Star calmed and closed her eyes. Within seconds they were open again and she was frantically sitting up, tears following out of her eyes.

"It was so horrible, so painful, so terrifying." She cried out. Jack quietly wrapped his arms around her and pressed her face into his shoulder.

"What was it love?" He asked quietly.

"I - I don't know what it was. It felt like a nightmare but it was so real. Almost like I'd been there." Lone Star said in a horrified voice. Black Wolf was still on the floor, looking adorably confused.

"It probably was a nightmare." Jack crooned. Lone Star nodded. Black Wolf gave a sleepy incoherent mutter and readied for her pillow, curling up where she was on the floor.

"Can I stay with you tonight, Jack?" Lone Star asked in a whisper.

"Of course." He replied.

"I'll be right there." Black Wolf mumbled. "I have an appointment with my pillow..."

"I know, Liash." Arlen replied softly, knowing full well they would have to send Gibbs to collect her later.

That night, the three reposed in Jack's bed, but Arlen Starre remained awake, worry, haunted by those hollow eyes.

A/N: Please REVIEW! WE would like to thank OniyuriGaaru and Kristen. Thank to both of you for reviewing the first story. SO please people review! Thanks!
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