Hi guys,

I watched Pirates of the Caribbean (first three films) recently and this sort of idea wouldn't go out my mind so here is a new story from me.

I did this in two hours so if there are any mistakes let me know and I will fix them.

Chapter 1: The Death knell

"Advise your brethren, you can fight and all of you will die or you can not fight in which case only most of you will die."

"You murdered my father," Elizabeth hissed as she met Lord Beckett in the middle of their parlay battlefield.

"He chose his own fate," Beckett replied coldly, matching Elizabeth's fiery stare with his own icy blue eyes.

"And you have chosen yours. We will fight and you will die," Elizabeth snarled back at the short man as she turned away to stomp back to their dingy boat.

"So be it," Beckett answered the now departed Pirate King, thinking it was a shame such a wild beauty's destiny was to end up on the bottom of the sea. But business was business. Order would always prevail over chaos. And she had chosen chaos.

Elizabeth stilled her rapidly beating heart. She had just witnessed the Flying Dutchmen being dragged down into the depths of the maelstrom, with Will still onboard with a sword through his heart.

"Come on Will," Elizabeth murmured.

She felt a gentle hand on her shoulder.

"If it were going to happen love, it would have happened before now," Jack said with a hint of sadness on his face.

"No, Will stabbed the heart. He is the new Captain of the Flying Dutchman. He is immortal," Elizabeth gasped willing her words to raise the Flying Dutchman up from the watery depths.

"Aye, that is what is supposed to happen but Calypso is a fickle and an unpredictable goddess," Jack replied caressing Elizabeth's shoulder.

"I hate to interrupt," Barbossa shouted from across the ship but we will shortly be having company and I'd rather die having killed as many of those buggers as possible so to your stations men. Let's show them what pirates can do."

Jack started to run around the deck gathering various things while monkey Jack tried to follow him.

Elizabeth took a deep breath and walked to stand beside Captain Barbossa where she saw the Endeavour charging towards them with the rest of the Armada behind it. She looked behind the Black Pearl to see that their own Pirate fleet was riding the wind in to battle as well.

This was going to be one hell of a fight.

"I don't care if I die today just as long as Culter Beckett dies before I do," Elizabeth growled.

"Well missy, I recon you will have the chance to ensure he does," Barbossa replied as the two flagships started their collision course.

The Black Pearl and the Endeavour raced towards each other mirroring the mass of ships behind them.

"Fire!" Barbossa, Jack and Elizabeth shouted together as the Black Pearl aligned with the Endeavour.

Elizabeth felt the entire Black Pearl shudder as the cannon balls were released. She didn't get the chance to look at what damage had been done to the Endeavour as multiple cannon balls crashed into the Black Pearl rocking everything around her.

She immediately flattened herself to the deck floor and a few seconds later her back was fully covered in splintered wood while her ears were filled with the cries of dying sailors all around her.

She spotted Barbossa at the wheel screaming commands left right and centre. She heard a thud above her head and risked a peak to see that the East India Company men were attempting to reel in the Black Pearl with hooks.

She swiftly cut the line above her head with her sword just as Jack tossed her a pistol before scampering off.

"Jack," she shouted as her hand curled around the pistol but it was no use he was gone.

She pointed and fired the pistol at a swinging East India Company man.

Her eyes locked with her preys. Lord Cutler Beckett was on the deck of the Endeavour and staring straight at her.

He smiled.

Elizabeth gave a shout of pure rage.

She grabbed a nearby rope and swung herself on board the Endeavour. Shortly after her feet hit the navy vessel, she was surrounded by red coated men but a second later Pintel and Ragetti had barrelled into them knocking them off balance.

Elizabeth took this opportunity to advance. She cut through a few men before a large brute forced her back into the middle of the deck with long sweeping slices of his sword.

Elizabeth looked beyond the huge man to see Beckett on the quarter deck watching the contest below with bright eyes.

She was about to charge at the brute but he thudded to the floor with a hole in his chest. In his place stood Marty with a gun almost as big as he was.

Elizabeth inclined her head as a way of thanks and carried on towards Lord Beckett whose smile had been wiped from his face.

A few minutes of cut and thrusting later Elizabeth had made it to the quarter deck, followed by her brave bunch of pirates.

She saw Lord Beckett standing behind a line of East India Company men. They would be no match for her pirates, she thought as they all clashed together.

Elizabeth's path to Lord Beckett was again blocked but she had no real trouble manoeuvring the Lieutenant out her way to the edge of the ship then pushing him overboard before turning back to find Lord Beckett had a pistol aimed at her.

"Don't make me use this. You have already lost," the slimy bastard said.

Elizabeth took a moment to look around. Despite the bravery of her pirates she saw how their numbers had dwindled on the Endeavour and that there seemed to be more and more red coated soldiers appearing out of the hold.

They simply didn't have the numbers anymore to take the Endeavour and she looked out to the ocean to see that Beckett's Armanda was tearing her pirate fleet to pieces. Some pirate vessels were already fleeing the carnage.

She had nothing to lose then.

She charged and the pistol went off.

Elizabeth reached Lord Beckett and shoved her sword to his throat. She quickly turned him so that his back was against her chest with her sword arm leaning on his shoulder.

"Let the Black Pearl and its crew go or I will cut your throat now," Elizabeth hissed behind his ear.

"I am not sure you will be able to carry out that threat in a minute," Beckett replied, aware that his shot had gone straight through her midriff and was no doubt responsible for the wetness he was feeling against his back.

"Then you only have a minute left to live unless you agree to my terms."

Her sword nicked his throat.

"Fine, let the pirates board their ship and let the Black Pearl go," Beckett commanded, "We will hunt it down later."

His men allowed the surviving pirates to jump back aboard the Black Pearl.

Barbossa and Jack had been watching the exchange from the deck of the Black Pearl and understood what was happening. The Black Pearl started to disengage from the Endeavour and sail away from the navy ship and their King.

"Miss Swann, as you can see, I have done what you wanted now if you would remove your sword," Beckett said admiring the strength he knew it was taking for her to remain upright let alone hold a sword to his throat.

"It's Captain Swann actually," she said before fainting to the floor.

Beckett took one second to look down at the unconscious and bleeding woman before barking, "After the Black Pearl now."

Beckett touched his neck; his fingers came away bloody but he knew the wound she had inflicted on him was minor compared to the damage his pistol shot had done to her.

"Lieutenant," he said to one of his remaining men, "take Captain Swann to the brig but make sure her wounds are treated. She may still be valuable in hunting down the surviving Pirate Lords," he ordered while taking out his spyglass to watch as the Black Pearl sped away from him.

He knew the Black Pearl was the only ship that was able to outrun him. He would have to find another way of ensnaring it and if Elizabeth Swann lived, she would prove very helpful in that endeavour.

Author's Notes:

Don't know what this will be really but probably a multi chapter story as I already have a plot in mind.

Let me know what you think.

R.M