~*Flashback*~

"I'm sorry Lillian but there's nothing I can do!"

"How could you sell me off on a slave ship mother!?"

"I have no money Lillian! It's for the best!"

"For the best for YOU, you mean!!!"

A fifteen-year-old woman was standing inside a very small, disheveled room. She had shoulder length, wavy, sunset red hair and brilliant green eyes. The room was rather plain, having only a table and two chairs on one side and an old bed on the other. She hated this room. Or, rather, "house" as her mother called it. This was no house. This small room had become a prison to Lillian over the past fifteen years. But she had decided she would no longer subject herself to this torture. She needed to be free. She was going to run away. Away from her horrid life, her horrid mother, and the horrid proposition her mother had just made to her.

An older woman, supposedly in her late thirties, was sitting on the so- called bed. Her once beautiful face looked tired and worn. Her sea blue eyes were dull and lifeless, and her light brown hair was beginning to gray. She had her head in her hands and looked as if she had just explained something for the six hundredth time. The stress was beginning to show.

"Don't take that tone of voice with me..." said the mother. She had known her decision would not go well with her daughter. But she had no choice. She didn't have the money to pay for food, clothes, or the house. If it could even be called a house. Prostitution didn't pay much for her anymore. Sure, it was big business in Tortuga, but she was aging, and Tortuga had plenty fresh new young ladies willing to take pirate men to bed with them coming in every day. Nobody wanted to sleep with and aging woman. She needed the money, and this was the only way her daughter might survive. But, being a selfish whore at heart, she did it more because it was the only way she would survive.

"So what... that's it? You're just gonna sell me off to some slave ship!?"

"Unless you want to make some extra money for us and become a 'lady of the night' as it were-"

"Never... I, unlike you mother, have some dignity..."

Lillian's mother looked at her daughter coldly.

"Well I guess there's not much for me to do for you then is there?" was her mother's cold reply. Lillian glared at her mother. She had never felt such hatred in her life.

"I hate you..." she whispered

"Do NOT speak to me like that Lillian Simmons-"

"HOW DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHAT MY LAST NAME IS?! I HAVE NO FATHER! I HAVE NO LAST NAME! MY LAST NAME WILL NOT BE 'SIMMONS' IF I CAN HELP IT!"

"WELL YOU CAN'T HELP IT! IT WAS YOUR FATHER'S LAST NAME AND SO IT SHALL BE YOURS!" retorted her mother

"HOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT MY FATHER'S LAST NAME WAS?! YOU DIDN'T EVEN GET HIS FIRST NAME! YOU'RE JUST A WHORE MOTHER! SLEEPING WITH SOMEONE MATTERS NOTHING TO YOU! YOU JUST BED MEN AND HARDLY EVEN REMEMBER WHAT THEY LOOK LIKE! YOU'VE NEVER BEEN LOVED, AND YOU NEVER WILL BE! AND YOU WILL NEVER KNOW WHAT IT IS TO MAKE LOVE TO SOMEONE AND ACTUALLY CARE! YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT IT IS TO LOVE! BECAUSE I CAN SURE AS HELL TELL THAT YOU DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT ME. AND YOU KNOW WHAT? I DON'T GIVE A DAMN ABOUT YOU EITHER!"

Tears began to well up in the eyes of the strong willed young woman. But Lillian needed to get this out. No holding back. She was leaving, and there was much to be said.

"WHY SHOULD I HAVE TO BE THE ONE TO PAY FOR YOUR MISTAKE MOTHER?! IT'S NOT MY FAULT SOME DRUNKEN PIRATE GOT YOU PREGNANT AND YOU HAD ME! I WAS JUST A MISTAKE! I MATTER AS MUCH TO YOU AS THOSE PIRATE MEN DO!"

"...That's not true..." said her mother, rather offhandedly.

"OH SHUT UP MOTHER YES IT IS! ITS OBVIOUS IT IS! YOU DON'T EVEN CARE ABOUT WHAT COULD HAPPEN TO ME ON THIS SLAVE SHIP! DO YOU KNOW WHAT SLAVE OWNING MEN DO TO WOMEN WHO AREN'T WILLING TO STRIP THEMSELVES OF DIGNITY? THEY RAPE WOMEN! IF YOU SEND ME ON THAT SLAVE SHIP, THOSE MEN WILL RAPE ME OVER AND OVER AGAIN! AND IF I DON'T DIE FROM THAT, I'LL DIE FROM THE WORK! BUT THAT DOESN'T SEEM TO MATTER TO YOU AT ALL, DOES IT?!"

"Of course it matters..." she said carelessly.

"THEN WHY THE HELL ARE YOU SELLING ME OFF TO A SLAVE SHIP?! WHY MUST I PAY FOR YOUR MISTAKE?! I REFUSE TO BE SOLD OFF INTO SLAVERY MOTHER! I'M NOT SOME OBJECT OR TREASURE TO BE PAID FOR! YOU WANT MONEY TO PAY FOR FOOD? YOU'RE NOT GETTING ANY THROUGH ME!"

"IT'S THE ONLY WAY EITHER OF US WILL LIVE LILLIAN!"

"WELL SORRY TO DISAPPOINT YOU MOTHER, BUT MAKE YOUR OWN MONEY! YOU'RE NOT GETTING ANY HELP FROM ME! GO FIND SOME OTHER FILTHY SCALLYWAG TO SLEEP WITH! JUST MAKE SURE YOU DON'T HAVE ANOTHER CHILD! IT'S BEST NOT TO PUT ANYONE ELSE THROUGH THE HELL YOU PUT ME THROUGH!"

Lillian strode across the tiny room and gathered what little belongings she had. They weren't many, just an extra shirt and some gold. She put the gold inside her pocket and slipped the extra shirt over her head, and walked over to the door. But Lillian's mother was determined to leave her daughter with something that would help her.

Sure, everyone knew that Lillian's mother was a whore, but what they didn't know was that she had often experimented with witchcraft. She decided she would leave her daughter with something she could use. She knew her daughter was very passionate about love, and she had always been determined to find her true love. Muttering an incantation under her breath, Lillian's mother walked over to her daughter and spun her daughter around to face her. She placed her palm on her daughter's forehead.

"Let go of me..." said Lillian. Her mother backed away a bit and removed her hand from her daughter's forehead. When Lillian opened her eyes, they were no longer emerald green, but the same sea blue color of her mother's.

"Goodbye Mother..."

Lillian opened the door and walked out, making sure to slam it behind her. Lillian's mother did not get the chance to tell her daughter, that when her true love fell in love with her, he would see her eyes for their true color. Otherwise, people saw them to be blue.

Lillian walked out into the night, and made her way over to the taverns and pubs. When she got close, the familiar sound of drunken pirates, fighting men, and "ladies of the night" met her ears. She had to find a nice, decent someone to take her aboard their ship. Preferably a woman. But she knew women pirate captains were as rare as the blue moon.

She walked into a particularly overcrowded bar, and sat down at the nearest empty table. She beckoned the barmaid to come over, and ordered half a pint of rum. When the woman disappeared into the crowd, Lillian sat back in her chair and put her feet up on the table. She closed her eyes and rested, when she felt someone sit down on the chair next to her. When she opened her eyes, a strange, yet pleasing sight greeted her.

Sitting in front of her was a young man, seemingly only around eighteen or nineteen years old. He had semi-long nearly black hair, some of it in dreadlocks. It wasn't as long as the hair of some of the men in the tavern. It came down to just below his eyes. He was wearing a red, worn out bandanna and a dark brown tri-cornered hat. He had a mustache and a beard, but they weren't long or anything. His chocolate brown eyes were outlined with kohl, and he was dressed in the most obvious pirate outfit she had ever seen.

"Mind if I sit with ye?" he said.

Lillian smiled at him. He was rather good looking. She nodded, and the barmaid soon brought Lillian her drink.

"So what's your name luv?" the boy asked

"Lillian S- err... Tremaine... Lillian Tremaine..." she refused to use her so-called "fathers" last name. Tremaine was a nice name.

"Alright Lillian. What's a lady such as y'self doing in a nasty tavern such as this one?"

"Running away" she said. For some reason, she knew she could trust this boy.

"Ah... in need of a crew to take ye in? Well sorry luv but I can't help ye there... I'm just part of the crew aboard the Scavenger. But I have a few friends that might be able t'do something for you..."

"That would be rather nice..." Lillian smiled at him, and he smiled back at her. He had a very nice smile. Lillian and the boy sat in silence while she drank the rest of her rum. When she was finished, the boy walked her out of the tavern, onto the sand. Once they were outside, the boy looked up, and sighed sadly.

"What is it?" asked Lillian

"Nothing luv, it's just I've never really seen a night were there are many stars out..."

"What? But you live on the sea! Surely you've seen one really starry night- "

"Nop, haven't, mates tell me its unbelievable though. I always spend me nights either sleepin' or working below deck, scrubbin' at the mold..." he said, and laughed. He wrapped his arms around Lillian, and looked up at the night sky. He was right, there weren't many stars out.

"Now lets see what I can do to get ye on a ship..." he said. The boy look Lillian's hand in his, and she didn't object. They walked to the docks, and the boy told Lillian to wait for a bit while her went and talked to some of his friends.

~*~

"John, this girl, Lillian Tremaine, she's a run away. She need a ship to go aboard, savvy?" said the boy to the other man.

"Mate, ye know I never take women on me ship, they're bad luck!"

"Look, you remember, I was a runaway once, I know where she's comin' from..."

"Why'd she runaway anyhow?"

"I don't know mate... but it mus' be som'n bad. Look, ye owe me one mate. Let's not forget you and the little incident with the gov'nor of Port Royal..."

Captain Ryder's face lit up. "Right, I still owe ye for that."

"Saved your scrawny neck from the gallows, didn't I? You owe me big time, savvy? Now Miss Tremaine's got no place else to go, and I wanna help her out, ye get me? Can't ye just take her aboard yer crew? I'm sure she can work an' all. She looks nothing like the other bonnie lasses runnin' around this whore palace."

Captain Ryder thought for a moment. He didn't really like the idea much, taking a woman on board a ship and all. But he had no choice. He was in the boy's debt big time. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't even be standing at this spot right now. He figured having a woman on board couldn't be as bad as they said. A grin spread over his face.

"Ryder!" said the boy. "You best not be thinkin' of making her bed ye! She's too good for that..."

"How on earth would ye know? Ye've only just met her!"

"I just know mate...som'thin' about her...anyways, ye best not try anything on her, 'cuz I hear ye did, you can say goodbye when you next need help from the gallows..."

"Alright! I get it! nothin' fancy..."

"Good" said the boy, and he and Ryder walked over to the nervous Lillian.

"Lillian Tremaine, I'd like ye t'meet a good friend of mine, Captain Jonathan Ryder. He's agreed to take you on board his ship, the Blue Diamond. He'll take care of ye, I trust him." Said the boy, beaming at Lillian. Captain Ryder walked off to tell his crew of the new addition they would be having.

"Thank you so much..." said Lillian to the boy

"It was nothing luv..."

He smiled at her, and Captain Ryder soon returned.

"Everything's set. You caught us just in time; we're just about to set sail. Come on now Miss Tremaine, I'll show ye where ye'll be stayin'" said Captain Ryder

Lillian walked up to the ship. This ship was freedom to her, and she owed it all to the boy on the dock.

"Thank you!" she said to him once again

"Good luck luv! Oy! Ryder! Ye best take care of her! Or I'll have your neck, savvy?"

Captain Ryder laughed. "Raise the anchor! Hoist the sails! Come on you lazy scoundrels! Get a move on!"

The ship began to move, and Lillian stayed on the side, staring back into the chocolate brown eyes of the boy who had given her freedom. She knew she would always remember him, but she realized she didn't know his name.

"What's your name!?" she yelled back at him. The boy smiled at her, and called out

"Jack Sparrow, luv, but call me Jack!"

"Jack..." she whispered

~*End Flashback*~

Lillian Tremaine bolted up to a sitting position one the Tortuga sand. She had fallen asleep on the beach. She had forgotten the boy! The boy who gave her freedom was Jack! She hadn't recognized Jack at all! All those years ago! He had shorter hair! How could she have forgotten!? But ever since Jack saved her from the ocean, she knew there was something familiar about him. Jack Sparrow had saved her life before. He was the boy from Tortuga. He gave her freedom. And she had forgotten. Perhaps he had forgotten as well

She needed to know...

She needed to find Ana Maria... \

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A/N: Lillian has no idea that she has a spell on her by the way... I never said she knew, just thought I should clear that up...

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