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Amethyst-angel: Yes, I know it sounds like Beauty and the Beast, but I didn't notice that until after I posted it, and I just left it. And also, I wanted Jack to be younger than thirty, so I put him as 27.

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Chapter 2

A year passed, then two, then ten. Nearly nineteen years since the gypsy woman had placed the curse on Jack, and he was not a day older than twenty- seven. His old crew had either died or retired. Jack's crew looked up at him asking him what was next.

"Commodore Norrington is still chasing us, he's GOT to be very old, we should CONVINCE him to leave us alone," suggested Jack. The crew cheered. "You plan it out, then run it by me." Jack went into the Captain's quarters to think. 'This damn curse will be with me forever,' he thought, desperately. He looked at his reflection in the mirror, and he sighed. "No pure soul would fall in love with me. I'm damned to sailing forever."

There was a knock.

"Captain?" came a voice.

"C'min," Jack muttered, drinking his rum.

"We kidnap the Commodore's kid."

"All right."

Jack looked at his compass, he didn't even hear the plan, and he wasn't in the mood for their plots. They couldn't do anything to him, the crew or the Royal navy. He sighed, and the crew took the ship toward Port Royal.

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"Mother, I don't WANT to marry Charles!" complained Alexandra Victoria Turner, the only child of Will and Elizabeth Turner.

"Then don't," said Will.

"Will!" scolded Elizabeth.

"Thanks, Daddy," said Alex, running out the door of their dinning room.

Elizabeth stared, open mouthed at her husband, too angry to speak.

"What?"

"You let her get away with murder!" Elizabeth said to Will, trying not to smile.

"Why not? If we let her do what she wants, she has no reason to go against us."

"Did you know that Marguerite Norrington does not want Charles to marry Alex? She wants him to marry Jacqueline Harris."

"I didn't know that. What's wrong with Alex?" asked Will, standing.

"James came by yesterday, while Charles was inviting Alex to the party tonight, and he said that Alex had become a beautiful young woman and he wouldn't want his son to love anyone else. Marguerite doesn't think of you as suitable. You work for a living, actual labor, and she thinks that no one of any standing is supposed to do anything. She hates it when James goes off, it drives her mad, because then she can't control him."

"So it's me that's wrong with Alex? I knew they didn't like me, and I have had no problem with that, until they involve Alex," Will said angrily, his fists clenched.

Elizabeth held her husband's hand.

"Relax, thank the stars that it is not Marguerite who chooses whom her son marries."

Will nodded and sat back down. Alex stood outside the dinning room, listening to every word. She looked at the Grandfather clock in the front hall. Four o'clock, the party started at seven, and she wasn't ready. She walked up to her room, and sat in front of the mirror in her room. 'A month and two weeks until my eighteenth birthday,' she thought, smiling. She knew Charles Norrington was going to propose to her on her eighteenth birthday, and she hoped she'd fallen in love by then, or she'd have to marry him. Alex, a beautiful, independent, seventeen-year old, was never good at saying no. Her heart was always taking her places she never thought she'd go. Her grandfather, the governor, had given her fifty pounds for her birthday two years ago, and she gave half of it to the sick and crippled, and used the other half to give orphans a new roof, her grandfather never gave her money again. Alex put on her cloak and sneaked out of the house and down to the docks, and spoke with the sailors and merchants.

"Evenin' Missy," said one of the merchants.

"Good Evening. How goes the trade?" she replied.

"Good, good. Here's something new from China."

The man pulled out a necklace. It was silver, interwoven with jade.

"It's beautiful."

"Aye, that it is. Evenin', Commodore."

Alex turned around to see the Commodore's tall figure standing behind her.

"Good evening. Alexandra, may I have a word?" She nodded to the merchant, and she walked down the dock with the Commodore. "Alexandra, it's about Charles."

"Is he all right?" Alex asked, worry spread across her face.

"He's fine, but I fear that his mother may be putting certain. notions about you into his head, and I do not want that, and neither do your parents. I fear Marguerite may be trying to talk him out of being your friend, and that is the last thing your parents and I want."

Alex nodded.

"I understand. I heard Mother and Dad talking earlier. They said that your wife does not find my father suitable to be in the same class as she."

The Commodore lowered his head slightly.

"That conversation was not meant for your ears."

Alex looked up at the Commodore.

"Just because Father works does not make him any less of a good man."

"I know that, Marguerite just does not understand. She does not wish to understand, either."

Alex sighed.

"She will never accept me as an equal, because of my father. Then you may tell her that being petty only makes her petty."

The Commodore smiled and he walked her toward the Turner Mansion. Alex walked into the house, and invited the Commodore inside.

"Only for a moment, Marguerite will have my head if I'm gone too long."

Elizabeth walked up to her daughter.

"Alexandra! Where have you been?"

"She was down at the docks when I found her," said Commodore Norrington.

"Thank you, James."

Alex took the opportunity to sneak up to her room, to get ready for the party.

"You're welcome, Elizabeth. Are you and Will coming tonight?"

"No, sorry James. Will's father is coming in tonight, as a surprise."

"Then I shall see you on some other occasion."

Elizabeth smiled, and Commodore Norrington left. Elizabeth turned and saw Will walking down the stairs.

"What's the matter?" Will asked his wife.

"Do you know where your daughter was?" demanded Elizabeth.

"Uh oh, Alex!"

Alex threw on her robe, and came out of her room.

"Yes, Daddy?" said Alex, innocently.

"Where were you today?"

"I went for a walk."

"To the docks? We've TOLD you not to go down there. We fear you may be kidnapped by pirates!" said Elizabeth, desperately.

Alex sighed.

"Oh, the pirate thing again. Honestly, Mother, no one believes in pirates anymore."

"What about the time I was kidnapped by pirates?"

"Mother, you don't have to tell me that story anymore. It may have worked when I was a child, but I'm not a child anymore."

"Worked?"

Elizabeth and Will looked at one another, confused.

"Yes, to keep me away from the docks. I caught on soon enough. Charles told me that pirates are only made up to scare children into doing what their parents want, like monsters under your bed, and the lot."

"And if Charles told you that if you jumped off a cliff that you would fly, would you believe him then?"

"That's not possible. There's physical evidence that that cannot happen. I have never seen any proof that pirates exist."

Elizabeth told Alex the story of her kidnapping.

"And then. your father proposed to me."

"So you were kidnapped by pirates, because Grandfather bought you a corset. Mother, that is too far fetched for even the dimmest person to believe."

Elizabeth sighed and looked to Will.

"Go get ready for the party, Alex, you only have an hour before you have to leave," said Will.

Alex turned and went into her room.

"She does not even believe us!" said Elizabeth, in shock.

"She has her own mind. My father can convince her, he does have the brand."

"I hope he can. I just fear for her. She fears nothing, that is unhealthy."

"I know, Elizabeth, I know."

Alex quickly got ready, and jumped in the carriage, and made it to the party at precisely the right moment. Charles was looking for her. Charles was tall, a strong, stern face, like his fathers. Actually, Charles looked exactly like his father except for his eyes, which were bright blue. Charles helped Alex out of her carriage and escorted her to the party, which was at the fort, the same place where his father's ceremony for his promotion to Commodore was held. Charles danced with Alex until his mother made him dance with some of the other girls. Alex thought it was a great chance to watch the sun finish setting, and to see the stars come out from the parapet on the cliff.

"Alexandra? What are you doing out here?"

Alex turned around.

"Watching, Commodore. I needed some air, and the sunset caught my attention."

"Well, Charles is frantic looking for you."

"My apologies."

The Commodore smiled.

"No need, Alexandra, it is all right."

She smiled and he escorted her back to the party. Charles quickly walked up to her.

"Are you all right?" he asked her.

"Yes, I'm fine. I was only watching the sun set."

He smiled and he took her back out onto the dance floor. Around midnight, the party ended, and Alex walked toward the carriage.

"Good night, Alexandra," said Charles.

"How many times must I tell you? Please call me Alex."

"That is not your given name."

"Does it really matter?"

"Yes."

She sighed, and looked up at her coachman.

"I'll walk home tonight, Jeffrey."

"I must protest, Miss Turner-"

"I said I shall walk home, and walk home I shall."

He sighed, and followed close behind her, but not too close. She was just away from the fort, walking by the Norrington household, when hands came out of the bushes, covering her mouth and grabbing her. She tried to scream but to no avail. She struggled, and tried to fight, but it did nothing. The owners of the hands bound and gagged her, then carried her off to The Black Pearl. One of the men had her by the ankles, and the other held her under her arms. At the dock, Alex was able to spit out her gag, she screamed, and kicked the man who held her feet. The harbormaster's light came on. The man who had her arms took a large, metal something and hit Alex over the head with it, knocking her unconscious, the two men got her on board, and The Black Pearl sailed out of the harbor. Jeffery ran into the Turner Mansion.

"Mister Turner! Mister Turner!" he shouted, running into the house.

Will and Elizabeth ran out of their bedroom.

"Where is Alex?" asked Elizabeth.

"She wanted to walk home-"

"WHERE IS MY DAUGHTER?!" she shouted.

"She was taken to the harbor-"

"Pirates!" said Will.

"What's this about Alex?" asked Bill Turner, coming out of his bedroom.

"Pirates have taken Alex."

Bill grinned.

"This family has terrible luck when it comes to pirates, don't it?"

"This isn't funny, Father, Alex is in danger!"

Elizabeth and Will quickly got dressed and raced to the Norrington's home. Elizabeth banged on the door, and Will almost had to hold her back from knocking the door down. The butler came to the door in his pajamas.

"Where is Commodore Norrington?" demanded Elizabeth.

"He and the Madam just went to bed."

"Wake him immediately, my daughter has been kidnapped by pirates!"

"Alexandra was taken by pirates?" asked the Commodore, walking down the stairs in his robe.

"Yes, only a half hour ago."

"Jacobson, fetch me my sword, and clothes, I must get a ship ready for first light."

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Alex opened her eyes, she was in a relatively nice room, which seemed to sway. 'What happened last night?' she wondered. There was a man staring at her. He was tall, dark eyes, tanned skin, dark hair. He wore a scarf on his head, beads in his hair, and tattered clothes.

"Who are you?" she demanded. "Where am I?"

"Welcome to The Black Pearl, luv. I am the captain, Captain Jack Sparrow."

Alex stared at him as though he were lying.

"And I suppose you are a pirate?" she asked, sarcastically. He put his forefinger and middle finger together, and gave her a half salute. She laughed. "You're mad!"

"Mad you say?"

"Yes, mad! There are no such things as pirates!"

He laughed.

"No such things as pirates! Then what have I been doing all this time?"

"I haven't the slightest idea, and I do not care to know."

"Oh, you haven't the slightest idea, and you do not care to know, eh?" Jack stood in anger, and covered his eyes, taking a drink of rum. "Well that's just terrific! They HAD to nab SOMEONE, and of all people they HAD to have the ONLY person in Port Royal who doesn't believe in pirates!" he shouted, angrily.

"They?"

Jack looked at her.

"My crew!"

"Oh, so you're not alone."

"No," said Jack, as if it were the most obvious thing in the world.

Alex glared at him.

"I'm not stupid you know."

Jack looked at her and nearly made a comment, but didn't, instead he changed the subject.

"And what is your first name, of shall I just call you Miss Norrington?"

"Miss Norrington? Mister Sparrow-"

"Captain."

"CAPTAIN Sparrow, I'm not Miss Norrington, I'm-Miss Jackson. I'm from London. I was brought to Port Royal to convince the Commodore's SON to propose to me, but alas, he did not ask me."

"Not the Commodore's-Damnit!" Jack shouted, making Alex jump.

"Pardon me?"

"The crew had planned to kidnap the child of Commodore Norrington. You were seen with him twice the other day."

"The OTHER day?"

"Yes, Miss Jackson, you have been sleeping for the past day and a half."

Alex couldn't believe she'd slept that long.

"What time is it?"

"Near noon. Who is your father, Miss Jackson?"

"Alexander Jackson my mother is Victoria Jackson."

"Have they got any money?"

"Sadly, no, that was why I was sent to convince Commodore Norrington's son to propose to me, so my family could have money."

Jack sighed, and sat down again. Alex went to the window and stared out at the sea, smiling, he was believing every word she said.

"We'll drop you off in London, then."

"What?"

Alex spun around to face him.

"We'll take you home."

"No, but you don't understand! I have to go back!"

"Why, you didn't convince the Commodore's son-"

"I know, but it is never too late."

Jack cocked his head to the side.

"A bit anxious to get back?"

"No, only anxious NOT to go to London without money. Father will disown me and throw me onto the street. Please, sir, I beg of you, take me back to Port Royal, and I promise no harm shall fall upon you while in the harbor."

"You sound familiar, have we met before?"

"I should like to think not!"

"I don't care what you'd like to think, you seem so familiar."

"You must have me confused with someone else, because I have NEVER met anyone who believes himself to be a pirate."

Jack sighed.

"For the last time I AM a pirate!"

Alex continued to stare out of the window. She saw a ship with white sails in the far distance. She smiled.

"No need to take me back, the Royal navy is catching up to your ship."

Jack jumped up and ran to the window, then ran topside. Alex heard him shouting to the crew. Alex went out of the captain's quarters, and watched the ship.

"Don't think about jumpin' out, little missy," said one of the men.

"I'm wouldn't dream of it, I can't swim."

"Well why not?"

"I just never learned," she said, in a final tone.

The man walked away, and left her to staring into the distance. Soon, she could no longer see the ship in the distance. Alex glared at Jack.

"Sorry, Miss Jackson, I couldn't let the Royal navy catch up. Don't much feel like a fight today. Maybe tomorrow, luv."

Alex's face turned red with anger, and she stormed back into the captain's quarters, slamming the door. She fell onto the bed and screamed into a pillow, trying to release her anger. When she released the pillow, and took a deep breath, she walked to the window and stared out of it. She stared out of that window for a week and a half, with nothing behind them. She then noticed the captain had quite a few swords. She smiled a little. If she ever remembered anything her father had taught her, it would be how to fight with a sword. She picked one up, and slid it carefully underneath the blankets on the bed. Alex sat on the bed for a while, thinking about how she was going to escape these madmen. The door opened and closed. Alex looked up and saw Jack.

A/N: Thanks again to all those who reviewed Chapter 1!!!! 5 more reviews and there will be a Chapter 3!