We're At Worlds End Again!- My first story- At the beginning it is obviously crap- but i do have quite a good plot- so if you stick with me it will eventually get better. Maddy is a young girl who has had a hell of a past. Her mother has died, her father is nowhere, she has nothing and no-one, the love of her life left her stranded on Tortuga...when she meets none other than Jack Sparrow. But when Jack no doubt gets into trouble with Jones yet again, she and the crew of Will and Elizbaeth sail to Worlds End to save him of course! And what happens along the way- you'll have to read to find out. JackOC, some WillOC, WE

i do not own anything or one execpt Maddy.

Chapter 1

Will Turner walked through the streets of Tortuga, dodging the fighting people and couples making out, until he finally reached the place. he stepped inside, hes ears immediately ringing with unpleasant (or pleasant, make that) sounds that he would rather not be hearing. He cleared his throat.

"I'm looking for, um "Madelyn" he asked the lady at the desk.

He hoped that was enough, he didn't know her last name, Tia Dalma had only told him to "find Madelyn and bring her" So he had searched though every street in Tortuga and every whorehouse and bar except this last one. "this better be it" he thought to himself. It was already dark and he was hungry and tired.

"She'd be down in a sec" the lady said. Will breathed a sigh of relief mixed with annoyance. How typical that of every bar and whorehouse in Tortuga this girl that he had been looking for was in the very last one. He looked around as he heard footsteps of two people, coming down the stairs.

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I walked down the stairs, nearly tripping over my stupid dress, my long ebony hair dancing past my shoulders. My eyes, which were usually sparkling turquoise blue are probably as dull as my skin. I hadn't eaten in days, I felt I could eat a horse now and probably only gain half a kilo adding to my already stupid slim form. The man next to me had his arm around my slender waist, and his hand was caressing my stomach. I wanted nothing more than to punch him right now, but I didn't have enough energy. The only reason I was moving was because he was dragging me along. I didn't notice anything or anyone around me, staring at nothing in particular with, my eyes half closed.

"See you next week luv" he smirked, and walked out of the whorehouse and into the nightfall of Tortuga.

"Next week, my ass", I thought to myself, but I knew that he was right. I would see him next week, whatever the mans name was. I nearly laughed as I walked to the front desk. "he comes and gives me a hard time each freakin' week and I don't even know him name" I thought.

"Madame Rosette may I pur-lease take a break now? I've been working since four non-stop" I whined tiredly.

She didn't answer me, instead she jerked her head to my right. I turned around and nearly bumped into him, jeez he was right next to me, face to face. A young man, probably around my age stood there.

My first thought was "god he is pretty fucking handsome" he was, really, I don't see a lot of handsome men around in Tortuga these days, funny that. He had dark curly hair that was tied back with a dirty piece of cloth, a few bits of loose hair fell down the sides of his face, and nice dark eyes. His eyes kind of reminded me about a certain man, who was probably back in Port Royal now, enjoying life but I refused to think of him, and instead focused on the man in front of me. He had a nice figure, not too muscly and not stick figure. I wasn't really sure if he was a pirate or not, he looked respectable enough.

My second, was that he somehow looked familiar. I did not know why, but there was just something that flew across my mind

My third thought was "jesus fuck, great, another customer, is this ever going to stop?"

I ignored those thoughts and gave him my best smile, like I had to so many others before. I took his hand and started to drag him upstairs, putting up my act once again as "the finest whore in Tortuga" more like the finest actress in Tortuga it took a second for me to realise that he was holding back, but before I had the chance to react Giselle opened her big mouth.

"You don't wanna chose her that one charges by the minute, she does" Giselle smirked, and sort of "accidentally" pushed her breasts up in his face. Will hastily backed away, two bright red spot appearing on his cheeks

I scowled, tempted to slap her in the face and also trying not to laugh at her ridiculous attempt to woo the good looking guy who was in my hands.

"I do not!" I my voice raised, of course it wasn't true, if I charged by the minute I might as well be living in a mansion in England right now, eating something nice, away from all this dirt and this-this, place. She was just jealous that I had a decent handsome young man about my age with me.

I turned, furious, but not letting it show on my features. I grabbed the handsome man's hand and pulled him with me, but once again he was pulling away

"Wait that's not what I was here for" Will said, feeling his cheeks redden.

I turned, confused. "Not what he was here for??" Well what else would you expect at a bloody whorehouse? Well why don't you sit down sir, let's have a tea party, let's!" I thought.I was confused alright, so much that it probably even showed on my face, considering which I rarely let my feelings show, especially on my face where others could read the expression so easily. I still hadn't said anything so the man spoke.

"I uh wanted to um maybe take you out to dinner, to talk about a few things" Will said, shifting his feet, feeling that his whole head might burst with embarrassment. He looked around. There were a few women staring at him from around the room with amused looks.

Take me out to dinner? Men in Tortuga do not take us whores out to dinner, that is not what we are paid for. I thought.

"Will Turner", he said, holding out his hand.

I took it and we sort of shook hands. What the? Since when did men shake hands with us women? I had never been greeted other than by being kissed on m lips so hard I felt like I was going to die.

"I'm Maddy" I said, giving him my short name. I hated "Madelyn" I mean how can a name so short consist of three syllables?? My mind was wondering from the subject at hand.

"You mean Madelyn?" Will said, horrified that he might of got the wrong person.

"Yes.." I said suspiciously. How the fuck does he know my name?? Oh yeah a lot of men in Tortuga tend to know my name.

"Look I uh um, need to talk to you about something…someone" Will said, smiling.

Aww his smile is so cute hehe. I smiled back, "did you say… dinner…?"

31/08/2007 2 Kathy Chow