Sorry, this is going to be a short chapter because I have to switch views soon.

Clover's POV

"Mom, Dad, Uncle Jack! I'm going out for a little bit! I'll be back before dark!"

"Alright be careful!" Mother yelled to me from upstairs

I walked out the door and down the street. Not knowing where I was going, just letting my feet take me wherever they please, I thought of Uncle Jack's story again. I wonder if it's even true. I mean, mom and dad, pirates, battling monsters? Yeah right. I can see Uncle Jack being a pirate, along with Pintel, Ragetti and his silly eye, Gibbs, Cotton and his Parrot. I can even picture Marty the midget being one, but not mom and dad. They are too careful and… clean to be pirates.

When I turned back into my thoughts, I found myself at the stairs that lead to the shore. What is the worse that could happen? I walked down the steps to the sandy shore. As soon as my feet touched the sand, I felt like I had taken this huge leap from being a little child to a rebel teen. It felt nice. Aunt Tia Dalma told me that I was going to find myself taking risks these next few weeks. I guess dad was wrong about her being crazy.

The sun is setting and I have yet to touch the ocean. I want to be able to say that I have at least touched it. I walked over the waves crashing on to the shore. Smiling, I stepped into the water.

"Finally! Grab her, boys!" a voice to the right of me commanded. I looked over that direction and someone from the left of me grabbed me, putting a dead-like hand over my mouth to keep me from screaming. Before I fainted, a man with tentacles on his face came up to me and smiled.

"Greetings Miss Turner. I'm Davy Jones."

Everything went dark.