So this is my second story! This is about how Jack got the Black Pearl, so this takes place before the movies. Tell me what you think so I can make it better :)

The Wicked Wench_

I heard the wave crash down on me, and pull me to the bottom of the ocean. All I saw was blue, and all I could breathe in was the salty water of the Caribbean. I looked up at the distant moon which seemed to glow brightly down at me, and finally stopped struggling, and accepted my fate: I would die and I would never see Jack again.

Chapter 1 "The New Life"

I woke up on a beach. That's all I could remember. I couldn't remember why I had woken up on the beach, when I was knocked out, or where I was. All I could remember were my ship being blown up, and a very disturbing memory of me dying as a child. But that was all twenty years ago. It started coming back to me…

I was still lying down, but I stood up, and brushed the sand off of me. I looked untouched. My low cut-low sleeves white shirt with long flowing while sleeves, and the bottom of the shirt fanned out at different lengths forming an upside down 'u' shape. I had on a red corset vest that tied at the top front part, and was laced in black. I wore black trousers, and tall black sea boots. My medium brown hair flowed long about six inches past my shoulders. I had a black bandana that held it all off.

I had a belt that went around my shoulder and down to my hip that held my sword and another belt that went around my waist tight. I had a pistol tucked into the belt that went around my waist. I hid one throwing knife tied to my right forearm, and two to the left. I wore an engagement ring, even though those days were passed. My blue eyes held so much behind them, so many memories…

I sat on the ground, and heard the sound of drums. I gasped-I was near civilization.

I started towards the sound, cutting down overgrown plants, and trees that were in my way with my sword. I came to the top of a cliff and looked down at the city, and the bay off in the distance. I was somewhere in West Africa, seeing the East India Trading Company symbol printed on flags that blew above the fort. I gasped, and saw two guards talking to a merchant sailor-one who probably worked for the Company. I knew I needed food, so I would have to steal some.

I walked down the cliff, staying hidden, and rooted to the ground, and hid behind buildings and heard guards run past. I ducked around a corner, and started off towards the bakery. I looked in the window and saw nobody there, so I walked in. I grabbed a basket and threw some sweets and bread into it. I turned around feeling someone watching me, and a man wearing an apron held a knife out and pointed it at me.

"You're a pirate," He claimed.

"Depends on your definition of a pirate; I'm a lady. And ladies aren't pirates, savvy?" I asked, and he clenched his teeth.

"Nobody steals from me." He snapped. I ducked as he threw the knife at me.

"You're throwing needs work." I commented and ran past him and out of the shop. I grabbed a rope and pulled on it, and I was brought up to the rooftops. I jumped from each one, and soon heard I was behind followed.

"Fire!" A soldier's voice cried. I held the basket tight, and dodged the bullets that followed me. I jumped to the next roof, and then realized I was out of roof. I looked down and grabbed a roped and swung towards a ship that was anchored at the dock. I landed on it with ease and hid in the cabin of it. The boat was beautiful and named the Wicked Wench. The cabin had a table in it, and had a map spread out. Candles lighted the room, and shelves filled with books decorated the lower half of the walls, below the large open windows. A chair was in the corner, and another smaller table was propped up against the wall. A small candle chandelier hung from the ceiling, and the room was decorated with candles. I saw a trunk and opened it. There was a journal in it, and had my name scribbled across it in calligraphy. How did they get my journal I had lost when I was a kid?

I sifted through more of it, and found an Ankh amulet-it was mine too. I found letters, and more writings about places where the captain of the ship had been-yet none of them were signed by his name. I heard the door start to open, and I realized I had been caught-there was no where left to hide.

The captain walked in, and I hid behind the door, and pulled out my sword silently. He walked over to the table, and set down a leather envelope. He noticed the trunk had a piece of cloth hanging off the end, and walked over to it and opened it.

"I know you're there." He called as I stood behind him with my sword pulled. "The question of the matter is, who?"

He turned around and pulled his sword, and we started fighting. My sword clashed against his, and we fought each other until he knocked my hat off that held all my hair in it. My hair fell around my face revealing that I was a woman. He stopped immediately as I started to stand up.

"A female pirate…where have I seen you before?" He saw the familiarity.

He kicked a glass of rum over on me as he stood on the table, and I tried to clear my eyes, and dropped my sword. He grabbed my wrists and pinned me up against the wall of the cabin. I looked up at him from under my hair, and growled.

"Annie?" He asked. Annie was my pet name Jack Had for me. He's the only one who ever called me Annie. My eyes grew wide, as I took in the proper Englishman. He had his dark hair neatly pulled away from his face, and his dark eyes looked into mine with surprise. He wore fancy high-priced clothing. What happened to the Jack I knew?

So yeah. Reply if you like! And tell me what you think!