A/N: This is my first POTC fic. I've been reading fanfiction forever, but I haven't actually written in years. This is not a Mary Sue, I would hope, nor is it written in second person. ^_^ Sorry. I just like writing with a name in mind besides .

Rating: PG-13. Yes, there's nothing in this chapter that's above PG, maybe even G. No, I take that back. There's a mention of rum. Are you allowed to have alcoholic beverages in a G rating? Oh, well. Off topic. Anyway, it's PG-13 because of anything that might happen later on. Though, I have only a foggy idea of what that may be.

Disclaimer: I don't own anything you recognize, including, but not limited to, POTC, Johnny Depp, Jack, Will, the Black Pearl, the island, the sea, yadda yadda. . . I do, however, own my original character.

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The sea was beautiful from up here.

She looked out from her place at the tallest platform on the ship and noticed a small dab of green on the horizon. Her merry laugh was cut short by an explosion below her, and she turned just in time to see another ship. This one was dark, and it frightened her. Not a moment later, the mast cracked and she went plummeting. She heard a cry, unsure if it was her own or another's, and then all faded away as she hit a wooden beam and was lost to the sea.

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The sea was beautiful from up here.

Jack settled easily into the tall palm, clutching an open bottle of rum to his chest, and sighed. It was beautiful, but that didn't change the fact that he was still stuck on this tiny island in the middle of the ocean, left to die. Thinking to himself, Jack shook his head. He was Captain Jack Sparrow. He would get off this island before he lost what was left of his sanity. Jack shifted uneasily. He didn't like being anywhere alone. But he also didn't like being seemingly alone, yet feeling strangely. . .not alone.

Jack shook his head again. Loosin' m' mind, he slurred softly.

No sooner had he done his than he heard a small rustle below him. He looked down, careful not to make any noise. After a few moments, a young woman crawled out from the soft bushes, scanning the area before her. She did not seem to notice him at first, but then she looked up. Her eyes, a stunning violet, widened in fear and surprise when they landed on him. Jack moved to climb down, but before he could reach the ground below, she had sprinted off towards the beach. She leapt deftly into the water just ahead of him and he could not see her anymore. He had lost her to the sea.

Jack returned to his tree and sat, keeping a careful eye on the waters. He knew that he was not going mad, but how had another come to reside here? And how had he not noticed until now? The island was not big by any stretch of the imagination. He had been here two days, and the only indication of another being on this island had been his odd feeling.

So deep in thought was he that it wasn't until it had almost run aground that he noticed the ship. Jack remained in his tree, waiting.

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A day later, Jack looked back at the island from the rumrunners' ship. It was shrinking slowly away, but Jack noticed a human form standing between the trees. She had returned. Later, Jack would swear that she had waved to him, but he blinked, and she slipped away once again.

Jack did not think of her again for a long time.

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Well, that's it. Just the beginning, so far. I would have liked for this chapter to have been longer, but I'm at a crossroads. Therefore, I'll take a poll. Starting. . .now: Should I reintroduce my character during the POTC plotline or after? I could, technically, do both, but I can't decide. So unless I'm hit with brilliant inspiration, it's up to you.

*sigh* I swear, the hardest part of fanfiction is the author's notes. Stories are fine. I can make anyone like me. ^_^ Heck, I can make them do whatever I want. ^_~ But real people are a different matter entirely. So c'mon, everybody. Help me enjoy author's notes! Read and review! Think of it as your good deed for the day.