Hey guys! I told you I'd update soon! This has a bit more of Elizabeth - still can't think of a nickname, but nevermind - and because I couldn't think of anything, I added the Dutchman in. Sorry if this chapter's less funny, I couldn't think of anything... But the next chapter should be better - Angel's gonna have a lot of fun teasing Davy! ^U^ Review time!

LetYourHeartDoTheTalking: Really? You screamed? Those people must've been scared, lol. Anyway, I'm really glad you like it so much! Yay, another favourite! Thanks so much! I'll update soon!

MaisieIrvette27: Yes, the Grease thing was quite good. Except we forgot half of the lines... but that's ok. Yep, everyone wants to slap Jack, haha. Glad you like it, wolf sister! Yes, I'll try to update A.S.A.P!

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Thanks guys! Keep reviewing! Onto the story!

It was now night on the endless sea. Angel was relaxing in her cabin – yes, she had her own cabin, courtesy of Jack – thinking about the past day's events. She'd been kidnapped - the best thing that ever happened to her, of course. Then, she'd met Jack – an idol of hers', though she'd never show it. Then she'd found out that Elizabeth was on the ship. Ugh.

And now... now she was lost in a whirlwind of emotions. Excitement, terror, shock, amazement, horror, joy - all these emotions fought for supremacy. Abruptly biting back a laugh, Angel thought of how the crew would react – had they even had a female (Well, two females) on-board the Pearl before?

This was going to be fun.

Suddenly, however, a knock on the door snapped her out of her reverie.

"Come in!" Angel called, and who entered but Elizabeth herself.

"Hello... I've wanted to talk to you for a while, but I haven't wanted to disturb you... You seemed like you were having fun..." Elizabeth's voice was quiet – she sounded terrified.

Good, Angel thought darkly to herself, still profoundly annoyed at being rudely disturbed from her pleasant daydreams.

"Anyway, I want to know how you feel about being kidnapped by these – these pirates. Isn't it just terrible? The brutish-" Yet she was cut off by a look from Angel. A look that would freeze Davy Jones' Locker over, and have plenty of ice left to spare. If looks could kill, Elizabeth wouldn't have a chance.

Angel noticed how Elizabeth spat the word pirate, as if it was the most terrible swear in the world. For some unknown reason, it infuriated her.

Glaring, Angel turned to the other woman and spoke in a harsh voice.

"I like it, actually. Sorry if you feel that way. I, for one, would rather you keep your opinions to yourself, because I for one don't want to listen to you whining all day! Ok?"

Looking taken aback, shocked and scared, Elizabeth hastily scurried out of the room. Smiling smugly to herself, Angel lay down, falling only a minute later into a satisfied, dreamless sleep.

Angel opened her eyes to a commotion. Leaping up, she hurried out of the room – after dressing, of course – to discover bedlam on deck.

"Hey! Jack!" Jack looked fleetingly in her direction. "What's up?"

Jack opened his mouth to reply, but before he could say a word, Angel spotted it. An old, dishevelled ship appeared beside them, seemingly rising up from nowhere. The most intimidating thing was the large, crocodile-like maw on the front of the ship. All in all, it looked terrifying. Angel didn't know why, but she had to fight the urge to run and hide.

The name came to her lips almost involuntarily.

"The Dutchman." Angel whispered, unsure how she even knew that, yet running with the rest of the crew to the side of the ship anyway. She couldn't help but notice – with disdain – that Elizabeth was nowhere to be found. She was probably hiding.

"Jack!" Angel muttered urgently. "Jack! What do we do?"

But Jack didn't move. He just looked at her, shaking his head.

"There's nothing we can do, luv." He sounded tired.

"Prepare to board!" The voice rang out from the deck of the Dutchman.

"Better do what it says..." Angel murmured to herself, before walking onto the great ship. She shivered.

This wasn't good... All Angel's instincts screamed to run, but she took one step after another, until she was on the deck of the Dutchman.

There was no going back.

Sorry if this chapter's a bit short! I couldn't really think of anything, so this is just sort of a filler chapter. The next one'll be better. It'll be the summer holidays soon, anyway, so I'll be able to update more often. Also, thanks to everyone who's reviewed and/or favourited! It means a lot to me! And don't forget, you can PM me with questions, suggestions, requests, random stuff, anything! So, keep up the reviews, and I'll update soon. Thanks again, guys!