Disclaimer: I do not own any of the POTC characters, Disney is the lucky one. Anyway, on to the story!

Summary: Isobel (Izzie) is a servant girl who gets captured by Barbossa's crew in a town before they reach Port Royal. But what happens when Elizabeth comes aboard, and being followed by Jack and Will? JackOOC

Capture of an innocent girl

There once lived a young girl named Isobel, or Izzie, as she liked to be called. She was a young British maiden who lived in a small town off the coast of England. She had lost all of her family in a fire, so she was on her own. Once she had turned 16, Izzie was able to find a job as a maid for a very rich family. She had worked long and hard, not knowing the secrets that lay within this rich family. The Johnson family treated Isobel like one of their own. They gave her a room all to herself, and treated her like one of the family. But one night, her simple life was about to change forever.

"Isobel, please come here" a voice bellowed from the next room.

"Coming, sir," she replied, hurrying into the den where the first voice came from. "What is wrong?"

"Isobel, as you know, I am growing older as we speak. I cannot keep this house for much longer. I am leaving it to my daughter in my will." The grave man replied, reaching for a glass of water.

"Pardon sir, but what does that have to do with me?" she asked, afraid of what the reply was to be.

"I wanted to give you something," the father of the family replied, "a small trinket for your troubles. Keep it safe my child. I will tell you, that many are hunting for that." He said, reaching into his pocket and pulling out a piece of gold on a chain.

"Its beautiful, sir! I cannot believe you are giving this to me. What an honour!" the young girl screeched, running into her room, bubbling with excitement.

'I don't believe the lord of the house would give me such a gift! Strange... what are these markings?' Isobel thought, examining the piece of gold. It seemed to have strange symbols, and in the middle of the trinket, a skull of some sort. 'I wonder why someone would be hunting this. There seems to be a lot of gold in the world' All of a sudden, the wind from the window blew out her candle. Isobel thought nothing of it and went to sleep.

The next day

Isobel woke with a start when she heard a bell come from the kitchen. She knew that it was her signal to start breakfast. She knew she needed to hurry, or else she would get a scolding from the head of the kitchen crew. She quickly got on her uniform, hid the gold trinket in her pocket, and rushed downstairs.

"Where have you been, Isobel?" a gruff, old lady named Mrs. Groundley, questioned her.

"Deepest apologies ma'am, I must've slept in."

"You had better be sorry. For your actions, you will be going down to the docks today. You will be helping to dock ships out of charity. Now go!" the old lady scolded, shoving Izzie out of the kitchen.

"Witch" Izzie muttered, grabbing her worn-out shoes and slowly walking towards the coast.

On the coast where Isobel lived was quite beautiful. There was a lovely beach and port. There were many large ships (mainly navy ships) coming in everyday. Izzie always wished that she could go out to sea, but seeing as she was stuck as a maid and was not fit to be a sailor, she had no chance at sea.

Izzie always loved going down to the beach when she was little. She and her mother always used to collect shells in the summertime. Her mother and family were gone now. They all died in a tragic fire. She had been all alone for a few years, but able to find a job. She was quite happy, finding a job in the village where she grew up. She didn't really want or leave, or at least she didn't intend to.

"Izzie!" a young male voice called from behind some large oaks. "I've been looking for you."

"Hello Brian, how are things?" Izzie asked, curious to know what her friend was up to.

"Same old, same old. Nothing much happens around here, you know that." Brian complained, climbing out from behind the trees to greet his friend. After a quick hug, they both set off towards the docks.

Brian and Izzie had been the best of friends for a few years now. After Izzie's family was killed in a fire, Brian took care of her, and helped her find a job. There friendship had grown since then. Brian always saw Izzie by the sea, because his job was to dock certain supply ships.

"Are you coming down for business, or for pleasure?" the young boy asked, a little twinkle in his eye.

"Business. The old grouch has sent me because I overslept." Izzie explained as the two reached the docks.

"That's quite a shame. I wouldn't want to be down here, but I work here!" Brian chuckled, pointing out to a navy ship that was coming into the harbour. The two laughed for what seemed like ages. "Tell me something Isobel. Do you believe in things that people tell in the great tales of old?"

"Like what?"

"I'm not sure, pirates maybe?"

"Pirates? Who would believe in them? From what I hear, they are just filthy scoundrels who loot ever town that comes into sight!" Izzie screeched, sending Brian down to the ground with a THUD!

"Iz, don't get me wrong. Pirates are real people. They are not such creatures in legends such as dragons and fairies. I hear that pirates were once real decent men. But they were overcame by greed, and sailed away on ships, looting to become rich. I hear that there are many across the ocean." Brian whispered, hoping that nobody would hear him.

"That is the craziest thing I have ever heard. Where have you heard such a thing?"

"My uncle saw a real pirate ship. He says it has black sails that are all torn up. He said that there were pirates there so evil, that hell itself spat them back out!" (sound familiar?)

"That's nonsense. I don't know why you would believe such a thing. Anyway, we have to tie up the ships at the dock. Come on!" Izzie exclaimed, grabbing onto her friend's sleeve and dragging him to the dock.

After a few hours, all the designated ships were docked and everyone was returning to their homes. Isobel wanted to stay longer, just to think to herself. She didn't want to face that old grouch of a boss anyway. Just as Isobel was packing up, she saw a strange figure out in the water. A sort of large ship coming juts out of the fog.

'There are no more ships that are supposed to come. Why is this one coming so late at night?' Izzie thought to herself. She tried to hide herself in the brambles as the ship drew closer. As the ship reached the dock, Izzie could hear lots of shouting coming from inside the ship. She saw several figures. They were all climbing out of the ships and coming onto the dock. Izzie couldn't keep her eyes off of two people in particular. One of them had about shoulder-length hair, he was balding, he had messy clothes and he was carrying a gun, To Izzie, these men did not look like navy troops. The other man, looked similar to the first, but was polishing something in his hand. 'Perhaps a bullet? No, who would polish bullets?' Izzie thought, moving among the bushes, trying to keep in pace with the two men while they were walking.

"Are ye sure that the captain sensed right?" the first asked.

"O course. The cap'n is never wrong." said the second. Izzie had to hold her breath so that the men couldn't hear her. She didn't want them to find her.

"The cap'n needs the gold, we all do. We have got to do anythin' to find it mate!" the second yelled. The two (plus a few others) started to scout the port. They were running around, frantically. They needed to find some kind of gold. That statement struck Izzie ice cold. She knew which gold they were looking for. It was the gold that was in her pocket!

All Izzie wanted to do was to get out of there, as soon as possible. She didn't want the men to see her though. She decided it would be the best way if she ran through the forest. Izzie took one step, and dashed off into the distance. Izzie could hear some voices at a distance, "One more piece after this, and we will be FREE!" one man yelled from the port. Izzie didn't know what that meant, so she just kept running. After running a quarter of a mile, Isobel had to stop for a rest. She sat on a rock and took a deep breath. Before she knew it, a hand had come from behind her and had snatched her mouth, so she couldn't scream.

"We know who ye are, poppet," said the man, "We know what you have in your pocket too." Izzie recognized this voice as the man she was watching earlier. She tried to struggle out of his grip, but it was no use. The man had already tied ropes around Izzie's wrists and was pushing her, back towards the port.

When they had reached the water, the man let go of Izzie and pushed her into the lifeboat. The mna got in with her and started to row.

"I think ye will like how we live on the ship. Ye will find yourself very comfortable aboard the Black Pearl, poppet." The man grinned, continuing to row the boat.

"Black Pearl?"

"'tis a pirate ship lass. One of the very few left in the world." The man explained, pointing to the ship that they were approaching. This ship was massive. It had black sails that were torn, and many men that were rooting for her to come on board. This was the exact ship that Brian was talking about!

"Ye be approaching the ship, poppet. It be best of ye get out now, and go see the cap'n. He's expecting ye."

Hope you all liked that chapter. Just to inform you, Isobel holds the second last piece of the pirate gold that Barbossa is looking for(not Elizabeth's piece, the one before that). This story takes place a bit before the whole movie thing, so jack, will, and Liz will be coming along later. Please review and I will be updating soon!