SUMMARY:  Captain Jack Sparrow is in trouble again.  He has been taken away from his Black Pearl and must escape from some blood thirsty British soldiers.  While trying to escape Jack runs into a new adventures and…gains a new…and very unwilling partner. 

If you can think of a better summary, please let me know.  I'm usually good at it, but I don't want to give away too much of the story.  Thank you.

Ok you know I don't own anything involved in this story.  Although the rights to the 2nd POTC would be nice, but it isn't likely to happen.

If you're actually reading this…THANKS!!! It's my first attempt at writing a Fanfic so if you like it let me know.  I'll try to keep writing if you like.  If you don't like, we'll tell me that too and I'll do you a favor and stop embarrassing myself :o)  Enjoy!!!! P.S. bear with me on the dialogue; I'm still learning the finer details of the pirate dialect.  Guess I'll have to go see POTC more huh??

Just to let you know, I've revised this a little bit and made it longer so I could make things fit a little better. So if you have already read this before there is some new stuff added to this chapter!  :oP

Chapter 1

The amazing Capn' Jack Sparrow.  Captain of the Black Pearl and the best pirate in the world.  Just a couple of months ago he was riding high after he had the adventure of his life winning back his Black Pearl and fulfilling his revenge on his mutinous crew.  He was able to help his new mate Will Turner save the girl he loves and Jack himself was on his way to pillaging the high seas again… until of course-

"Snap out of it you low life pirate!" A voice snapped as a piece of wood smacked Jack in the head causing him to focus again on the stern British captain in front of him.

"I'm sorry lad, what was the question again?  I've seemed to have some of me brains knocked out with all the rattling you are doing to me head." Jack smirked at the soldier.  Two more were standing behind him glaring at Jack.  Jack could feel some blood mingling with the sweat that was running down his face. The sun was beating on his already tanned skin, but Jack was thankful for the sea breeze that he loved so much. 

"I said, where is the rest of your crew?" The soldier snarled.

"Oh well, uh, you see even if I did tell the truth, which I wouldn't, I wouldn't know anyway because you wonderful men have separated me from 'em.  So god only knows where they are with me ship." Jack narrowed his eyes.

"Perhaps a swim with the sharks is in order for you to cooperate more with us." The British captain chuckled.

"That would be savvy and all if, in fact, sharks and I got along." Jack tried to put off his rising fear.

"I suggest you better your social skills either with us or with them, because you're about to go for a swim if you don't tell us," Captain grinning evilly.  Jack pondered what the captain said before replying,

"If you insist, but I'd bet a gold piece that if ye gave me some rum I and the sharkies would get along a lot better."

"Men! See to it that Mr. Sparrow gets to plank before I shoot him out of courtesy to the world." The captain ordered before turning on his heel and storming away.  The two soldiers moved to Jack with stern faces and began untying him from the mast and retying ropes to him.

"Hey down there!" Jack said to the soldier tying rope to his legs. The soldier looked up with disgust. "Could ye shine me boots why you're down there?  They're in need of a little cleanin'."

"Stupid pirate, I wish we could just shoot you all on the spot!" The soldier muttered.

"Hmm," Jack pondered, "ye know, I feel the same way about the British. Hows bout ye lets me go and we can go and kill us some huh? What do ye think?" Jack grinned.

"Shut up and walk!" The other soldier growled after he'd finished tying Jack up and pushed him towards the plank that had be prepared.

"I can't wait to see them sharks tear you limb from limb," one of the soldiers laughed.

"I can't wait to see your bloody face under my foot in hell, but I'm not rushing it lad." Jack shrugged his shoulders.  The soldier pushed Jack onto the plank nearly causing him to lose his balance and have to catch himself.  This caused all the soldiers to burst out laughing as Jack stood there gazing down at the clear blue water.  To his dismay he saw a shark no more then 15 feet away.

"Now Sparrow, are you going to reconsider, or are you going to swim with the sharks?" the Captain asked after he returned.

"Aye lad, I'm still waitin' for that rum!" Sparrow looked behind him and smiled at the Captain.  The Captain drew his sword and stomped over to Jack.

"I'm looking forward to reporting your death," the Captain hissed before using the butt of his sword to hit Jack in the back and sending him flying forward off the plank.  Jack let out a yell as he fell and slammed into the water with his legs flaying.  The cold water was welcomed, but as Jack surfaced for air he could see that the shark was getting closer.  Jack looked back up at the ship where all the soldiers were starring down at him laughing.

"Great work Jack." he muttered to himself.  "Ye get yer self into a slam and can't even manage to get some rum out of the deal."  Jack watched as a fin surfaced and moved slowly closer to him.  

"One chance Jack, one chance." he whispered to himself as he quickly formed a plan that could get him saved or killed. 

"And I'm without me rum!"

As Jack muttered curses under his breath, he worked fast.  He pulled his knees up to his chest and moved his arms from behind his back to in front of him, grabbing the dagger hidden in its sheath in his boot.  Jack focused on the fin as it came closer holding his breath as the next few moments would determine if he lived or perished.

Above Jack on the ship The Crescent Moon, captain Parish grinned down.  He had been impatient for a promotion and this would surely get him that.  He looked around at his crew, mostly young men eager to please a well known captain.  They all began to cheer as the 5 foot shark began circling Jack in a deadly game of cat and mouse.  Parish was smiling until something caught his eye.  Something glinted in the water that seemed to be in Sparrow's hands.  Parish had seen when Jack was able to move his hands, but wasn't worried. Although Parish became uneasy, he shrugged it off convincing himself it was just some of the rings that the scoundrel pirate wore. 

Suddenly water began splashing around and Jack went under causing the crew to cheer madly.  A moment later the dark crimson color of blood clouded the water spreading through creating a deep purple.  No one could see the figures in the water anymore, but it wasn't necessary.  After a few more minutes of not seeing Jack surface, the captain was satisfied.

"Alright, enough gawking, prepare to sail.  Get me a glass of wine and leave it in my cabin.  I have a log to fill out.  I want to be in Port Royal in two days to give the Commodore the good news." Parish barked.  The men took final looks into the darkened water one last time and began to hurry to do what was bid of them, not wanting to cross the Captain of the Crescent Moon.

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Well I hope that was fun for you!! Do you want to know what is the fate of Captain Jack Sparrow?  If you do then review J If you liked, tell me!!! If you didn't, tell me!!!  If by chance you did like it and I get a few reviews I'll be happy to continue this little dilemma that our favorite pirate is in. 

Lata!