Chapter 2-Troubles

Author's note: Sorry! I know my updates are sooooo late but don't blame me, blame the stupid school named Ruffner Academy in Norfolk, VA. I can only update on the weekends.

Disclaimer: Why do I always have to write this? I do NOT own POTC! *sob* I wish I did though...

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Jack woke up the next morning breathing heavily and sweating rapidly. He got up from bed and walked out seeing that most of the crew was already on board. The sun was rising so Jack barked out orders for them to leave port.

"Had a pleasant sleep Jack?" questioned Will. Jack turned around to respond him.

"Aye. How was Tortuga last night? Did you like it there?" he smiled when the thought of irritating Will early in the morning had come to mind.

"What do you think, Jack. You know I hate going to Tortuga." Will glared at Jack.

"Well, I thought that it would be kind to take you there so you could have a little fun. But knowing that you got married to Elizabeth last month, you just can't do anything without feeling guilty at the last minute." His comment had Will fuming.

"That's it! I've had it with you and you're ridiculous remarks!" his face turned red, which made Jack grin. Will turned around and stomped towards his own cabin.

Meanwhile...

Back in London, Jezebel Williams lives her life a prosperous women. Well that's what people thought of her as. Fact is she didn't like how she was living right now. She was miserable without her beloved Captain Jack Sparrow. His touch, his looks, his way of words. Everything about that man killed her inside.

Jezebel sat in her room looking out the window, her gaze out into the ocean. She glanced at the bracelet on her wrist. It was a gift that Jack gave her about three years ago. The bracelet was gold with many beautiful designs carved on it. It also had two charms hanging from it. Suddenly, there came a loud knock on the door.

"Coming!" shouted Jezebel, grabbing a sword and running towards the door. "Yes?" she said automatically with a smile plastered on her face.

"Jezebel, you have to help me! I'm in a bit of trouble...and uh...you were dragged into this too..." Susan Moore was out of breath by now, and Jezebel could tell that she'd been running around searching for something. 'But what in the world could she have been looking for?' Jezebel said to herself.

"Oh no, what did my little friend get us into now?" Jezebel said in a bored tone, with a glint of amusement in her eyes. Susan knew she wasn't very surprised, as she had gotten them in trouble a few other times before.

"This is not a time to be joking around, Jezebel!" Susan pleaded. Jezebel saw how serious she was and put on a worried face in an instant.

"Then what is it? What did you do?" Voices of extremely boisterous men were heard from the background. "Wha- What the hell are they doing in my house? You let them follow you!?"

"I didn't know they were following me! No time for questions, Jezebel. We gotta leave this place. Uh, I'll tell you everything about the troubles as soon as we get out of here"

"But-"

"I said no time!" with that, Susan grabbed Jezebel's hand and fled out of her house through a back door.

15 minutes later, after running through streets and alleys, they came to the docks. There was a ship waiting, with the words 'The Dark Cloud' painted on the bow. It looked brand new.

"What is this about Susan?!" Jezebel got angry, and she still doesn't know what's going on!

"Come on now, spit it out!"

"Okay! There's some pirates see..." Susan gulped for some air.

"I can see that."

"They want something from you."

"Well, that's obvious since they came barging in my house!"

"They raided my house too! But I'm not finished; I heard one of saying that they needed a bracelet." Susan pointed at the bracelet on Jezebel's arm. "said it was for lifting some curse or something." She waved her hands this way and that, like she was telling some wonderful story.

"Then why were you in my house before they came in?"

"'Cuz I was looking for you and something to defend myself with , by the way, where do you keep the knives in your house?"

"Third cabinet by the sink." Jezebel examined her fingernails.

"Oh........." Susan put her hand to her chin as if in a deep thought. "I really don't know why they wanted the stupid bracelet, it's not like they're actually cursed themselves." Jezebel wanted to slap Susan for making such a brainless remark.

"Do you hear yourself talk?" Susan loved aggravating Jezebel, and whenever she saw that annoyed look on Jezebel's face, she would smile.

"No." She reminded Jezebel so much of that pirate Jack Sparrow. (A/N: Ehem...excuse me-I mean, Captain Jack Sparrow :)) Suddenly, Susan looked up at the ship before them. "Oh look! There's a ship-let's hop aboard and go...well...somewhere, before them pirates catch us here." Jezebel rolled her eyes.

"How in the world are we going to get on that ship?"

"Just trust me. I've got ways."

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(A/N: So...What do you people think? Please review! Again, I'm so sorry for keeping you guys waiting!)

Special Thanks to:

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