AN: People liked my story! Yay! To answer a few questions (without giving away the plot)of course they meet up again. Read and continue. Thank you.

Chapter two.

One month later.

Jack had seemed to forget about the incident a month before. But Mavis never did. She often wondered if Jack still knew why she shot glares of loathing at him. He must be blind to not know. It's like he treated her any better. He just ignored her and treated her like he always did: With scorn and contempt.

Mavis hated him.

"Mavis, Jack, my children, I have a gift for you." Mary called from behind the bar counter after the last patron left with his lady of the night. Mavis and Jack turned and looked at Mary oddly. Mary could guess what they were wondering, after all, it wasn't often that they got gifts, and almost never from her.

"What is it?" Mavis asked tenderly.

"This." Mary brought a small object from under the counter. It was a small music box in the shape of a heart. There was a little sparrow on a branch on the lid, and the legs of the box and outer frame was done in fancy gilded gold. Mavis felt slightly nervous. No one noticed her, go figure.

"Listen to it Mavis." Mary opened the lid. The chimes went off playing a song. A song that Mavis knew very well: Little Sparrow. Mavis kept her mouth shut so tightly her muscles bulged.

"It's for you Mavis." Mary said, "I knew you would like it." Something inside of Mavis exploded.

"It about Jack!" she yelled. Mary mistook the hate for glee. //How can she be so blind? Am I truly nothing to her?// Mavis thought to herself.

"Of course it is sweetheart." Mary said gently. "That way you would always have him with you." She said with a smile.

"WHY!!!!" Mavis yelled, //I hate Jack Sparrow!! I hate him! I can't leave without him breathing down my neck! Why do you love him so much and yet hate me! What have I done!?!?!?// Mavis screamed in her head.

"Because he is your brother dear. And you are weak." Mary replied like she was talking to a small child.

"You should be honered to have my song play in your gift, Mavis. After all, if I hear it, I will com to your rescue." Jack said smugly. Mavis took the gift with her hands shaking with anger, they thought it was joy, How they were wrong.

"Thank you." She snapped through her teeth and ran to her room. Once safely inside her room, she through the music box at the wall. It hit with a clang and then fell to the floor with the sparrow broken off. "You'll pay Jack." She spoke to the broken bird.

"Pay what?" an amused Jack said from behind her. "I already bought the music box. I helped mom pick it out because she was going to get you a scarf, gloves and an umbrella. I told her that you wouldn't want them." Mavis gaped at him. //How dare he?//

"She would have gotten me what I always wanted, but you told her to get this worthless piece instead.?!?!?" Her voice grew louder with every syllable. "YOU PIG HEADED BASTARD!!!" Mavis slapped him as hard as she could across the face. Jack stepped back completely shocked. Mavis wasn't strong, but she was fast.

"You ungrateful little wench. You will pay for that! You will be sorry." He vowed to her. Mavis spat in his face.

"Make me pay. I'll get you back ten fold. I will be stronger." She vowed back at him, staring defiantly at his face.

"Not if your dead." Jack replied coldly and stalked out of the building. Mavis looked back down at the music box and picked it up. Her mother had meant well. Mavis almost through it out the window, but something made her keep it. The sparrow was broken off of the top now, she walked to where it lay and stomped on it with her heel, turning it into powder and reveling the breaking sound.

"You will pay, my dear brother." She tucked the music box into a fold in her tattered shawl, making sure it wouldn't slip through a hole, and walked out the door.

~

It was in the dead of night, and so filled with many lurkers. So no one noticed a figure walking in the shadows to where a ship lay anchored. Another figure came out of that ship to greet the slinking boy.

"'Ello Jack." The large figure said.

"Hello. I need a favor of you." Jack replied.

"Aye? Well, out with it."

"I need you to spread the rumor of a map that leads to a fortune of treasure here."

"Jack you know better than I that that will only attract a swarm of pirates."

"I know. Well? What are you waiting for? Up and to it, or I'll have your head for theft."

"You gave that money to me."

"What makes you think they will believe that?"

".Good question."

"Than go." Jack ordered. Mr. Gibbs left the dock and went to the ship he worked at and the captain weighed anchor.

"Yes, Mavis, you will pay."

~

not an hour later, the first of many cannons whistled through the air. Jack was back at the tavern and looked around shocked. //how had word gotten around so fast?// he soon found out. Barbossa was already there and had spies littered around the city. A spy had heard Jack and Gibbs talking and quickly gave word to his captain. Jack didn't have the time to escape. He heard Mavis scream upstairs as a cannon shot through the upstairs, littering her body with splinters. She ran downstairs and right into Jack.

She was a mess. Jack saw her hair was tangled with wood and her face was covered with dust. Mary came running and found her two children. She had cuts across her face and a splinter of wood buried in her shoulder. A cold fear suddenly took Jack as he heard a death scream fill the air. //What have I done// he thought with a panic.

"Quick," He yelled, "this way, it leads to a tunnel a found a while back." Jack pointed the way. Mavis glared at him. She knew. She knew what he had done.

"Blood is on your hands Jack. May you rot in the abyss! May you rot in Hell for what you have done!" she yelled at him as she recoiled from his waiting grasp. A timber fell from the ceiling on top of her. She gave a cry of fright and crumpled to the ground underneath the humongous weight. She didn't move. Another cannon went through the side of the in and out through Mary's stomach. Jack cried and caught her as she fell.

"My son, I love you." She said as she shuddered her last breath. Jack lay her down and with one more glance at the war zone, he ran away.

Later, the young pirate captain, Barbossa walked into the inn and found Mavis on the floor. She moaned a little and stirred. The beam had crushed many of her ribs and bruised her lung as well, but she was alive. Mavis opened her eyes and saw her bloody mother. She screamed.

"Momma, no, mamma." She choked a sob, her breathing was painful. It hurt to draw breath and a pain like a knife went into her chest every time she breathed too deep. Then she saw Barbossa. He grinned at her. She screamed.

~

Down by the beach, invisible to everyone, Jack heard Mavis scream.

"Mavis! No!" He thought she was dead. "What have I done?" he collapsed onto the ground in despair and cried tell he could no more. Captain Barbossa was famous for whipping his captives, and for slave driving them. He never raped them, and small children he made certain that none of his crew lay a hand like that on her. But he loved to torture them and hear their screams.

"Mavis, I am so sorry." Jack wept in despair.

~

Mavis curled up into a ball and tried hard to not scream when their feet kicked hr broken ribs again and again. She fought to draw every breath and fought to fight back the tears. Her body was broken, her spirit was broken, and her heart was broken. But one thought made her stubbornly cling to life.

Revenge.

I will be stronger than you. And I will destroy you.

She felt the music box in her shawl, and knew she would never part with it. Not until she lay it on its owner's dead body.

Jack Sparrow.