A/N Hi peoples!!!!! This is my first story, so please be nice!! This first chapter is kid of angtsy, but it will get better. WARNING: The first chappie ranges a little close to the M-ish side, but not really. Sorry it's kind of short!

Chapter 1: Hopelessness

"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for me" Elizabeth remembered the words to the familiar song with a sigh. She missed the old days, full of adventure and pirates. Elizabeth loved Will, but she couldn't stand the life of a blacksmith's wife. She longed for the thrill of being at sea. She looked up when she heard Will enter the house.

"Hi! How was your day?" she said. Will ignored her greeting. He roughly grabbed her and pulled her against him and crushed his lips on to hers. Elizabeth kissed back, of course, but she was confused. This kiss wasn't tender and sweet like their usual kisses, but was forceful and unpleasant. When she tried to pull away, he dragged her onto the bed and started ripping off her clothing. "Will, stop!" she pleaded with him, but he ignored her. He began to remove his clothing.

Later that night, Elizabeth lay awake in the arms of the sleeping Will, neither of them with clothes on. She shuddered as she recalled the horrible sex she had unwillingly participated in only a little while ago. She was disgusted at the thought of spending even another second lying in bed with Will, so she quietly tiptoed out of bed and started pulling her clothes on. Suddenly someone grabbed her from behind and covered her mouth with his hand.

"And just what do you think you're doing?" Will whispered in her eat. "You weren't thinking of running away, were you?"

"Will, I-"he silenced her with a slap. "Get back in bed, bitch!" he screamed. Terrified, Elizabeth meekly did as she was told.

The next day, Will was perfectly sweet and normal. He made no mention of what had happened, and Elizabeth followed his lead even though she was still nervous about the night before. This continued for about a week, and her fears vanished. One morning, while Elizabeth was making breakfast, Will grabbed her and leaned in like he was going to kiss her, but instead he punched her in the face, breaking her nose. Elizabeth cried out in pain and backed away from Will.

Will sneered at her quivering form and twisted her arm back. "Will, why are you doing this? Is it because of me?" Elizabeth choked out. "Of course it's because of you, you whore! You think I didn't see you kissing Jack?" At the mention of Jack's name, Elizabeth's pain vanished for a moment, and she gained a little courage. "I had to kiss him to save everyone else!" Will wouldn't listen. "Who else have you been cheating on me with?" He kicked her in the stomach. She started to cry.

"Awww, is the little pirate crying?" he mocked. He still wasn't finished with her. Will grabbed one of his swords and dragged it across her back, creating a long, bloody gash. Bruised and bloody, Elizabeth curled up in a corner, sobbing with pain.

That night, when Will came home, he dragged Elizabeth out of her corner onto the bed, reopening all of her wounds in the process. Ignoring her whimpers, he stripped both of them bare and forcefully entered her. This went on for a long time: In the morning he would beat her, and at night he would roughly demand her body. Will barely ever said a word to Elizabeth anymore except for when he insulted her. On day Elizabeth lost all hope. She was too weak to protest anymore, or even cry out in pain when he struck her. Elizabeth Swann had become a defeated woman.

Eventually, Elizabeth began to believe that it was all her fault; she was a bad person, and therefore she deserved to be punished. She thought that if only she could please Will more, he would stop beating her. Her efforts were futile. Will kept beating her, and she was too ashamed to tell anybody, afraid that they would find out what a bad person she was. Some nights she halfheartedly wished a certain kohl-eyed pirate would come save her, but then she would remind herself that she was a bad person and that Jack would probably laugh at her and say that she needed to be punished.

After six months of abuse, Elizabeth didn't have the strength to get dressed or to even leave the bed. For days she lay in bed, completely naked, suffering constant beatings and rape at the hands of the man she had once loved. Eventually, she fell into a state of half consciousness, falling in and out of slumber; her eyes would flutter open only to shut again moments later. She could not tell how much time had passed. Sometimes it felt like years, and sometimes it felt like only a few hours. One day, her eyes opened to reveal the face of a man she thought she would never see again. "Save me," she managed to gasp, before she fainted into the arms of Captain Jack Sparrow.

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