A/N: This is my first POTC fic and I'm not sure how I feel about it yet so it may or may not stay...depending on if you guys like it or not.

Disclaimer: Me no own.

Chapter 1 - Kessler

"You can do it Capn'! One more an ye beat the record!" cried a drunk pirate from the back of the crowd gathered around the table.

"Bring me another one!" the Captain yelled to the bar wench who nodded warily and got her another mug of rum.

"'Ere it goes," yelled the Captain as the crew stared on in amazement. Seconds later the rum was gone and their Captain was standing on the table bowing. The crew erupted in a cheer and carried their Captain off the table and out the door.

"No one will soon forget the name Kessler 'round these parts!" slurred the Captain in a very loud voice, "they'll be talkin' 'bout me for all ..." the Captain fell down in a dead faint. The crew laughed, picked up their captain and returned to their ship the Devil's Cruelty.

"Captain! Captain Kessler?" Sly the first mate stood outside the captain's quarters looking at the doors with alarm. There was no sound coming from inside and the Captain was usually out by now. He knew the Captain normally drank a lot but last night there was a dangerous amount drunk.

"Captain Kessler! Heidi?"

"Don't call me Heidi," came the muffled response from inside, "an quit makin' all tha' noise."

"Sorry Captain, may I come in?" A few moments later he heard the muffled 'Aye' from inside the cabin. Sly walked in to find his captain holding onto a chair in front of her as if she was going to fall into a black oblivion.

"Are ye alright Captain?"

"Aye, I'll be fine now wha' is it tha' ye want?"

"There's a ship that's been following us for a little while."

"Why didn't ye tell me sooner whelp!" she cringed as a bolt of pain shot through her head.

"Well we weren't sure at first but we recently realized that it must be."

"Aye, I'll be on deck in a minute," she said as she slowly let go of the chair and found her effects, hat, and coat. Her head hurt like a bitch and her stomach kept rolling over, she knew that within a couple of minutes she was going to toss her cookies. Just how much had she drunk last night?

Captain Kessler slowly made her way out on deck, for the sun had sent her reeling backward when she reached it. She stalked up to the helm where Sly had taken over, she grabbed a telescope (?) out of his hands and peered to where the ship was said to be. Indeed there was a ship there but it didn't look like anything good.

"Fly up the Dutch boys," Heidi yelled at them. Her crew looked disappointed at this but they did as told.

"Relax, when the ship gets closer we'll fly up ol' Roger," she smiled at them, "we got ourselves a ship t' raid boys!" The crew cheered loudly at this and set about preparing for a battle of any sort. Heidi stood at the helm steering her ship looking back every once and awhile to see where the ship was.

It was gaining on them, "Throw down the anchor!" she yelled to her excited crew. The ship grew closer and closer and they could see that it was a merchant ship a bit smaller than theirs. When the ship was almost beside them Heidi cried out, "Hoist the Roger men!" Soon after a flag of surrender was hoisted up on the other ship.

A plank was lowered from the ship to ship and her crew eagerly anticipated the order, "Boys, do what ye do best!" They roared to life and stormed the other ship, looking for any loot available to them. Meanwhile Heidi walked across the plank to the other ship.

"Capn' wha' be yer name?" she asked as she walked up to him. He nearly dwarfed her petite figure but she wasn't afraid of him in the least.

"Captain John Leduc," he replied as she eyed his crew.

"Well Leduc," she started, eyeing the things her crew had brought to her own ship, "thank ye for yer valuables, I'd best be on me way now."

"Not so fast," Leduc said from behind her. Heidi spun around on her heal, only to be met by the blade of a sword.

"Now, now John I thought ye surrendered I don't want t' inflict me crew on ye," she smiled at him as she pushed the blade away from him.

"Ah, you thought you'd get away with it that easily did you? Kessler you should know better than that," he admonished her.

"So you've 'eard of me? Well ye surrendered mate, usually the likes of ye lets me get away wi' it."

"Well not I."

"Oh?" she asked backing up, she felt a rope behind her and grabbed it with her hands.

"Aye."

"Well I think that ye may be right but I've got things t' attend t' and I really must be getting back," she stated simply as she spun around and swung over to her ship, which was already starting to leave. "S' long Leduc," she waved to him from her ship as she began to sail away.

Then turning around to Sly she asked, "Did ye disable the rudder chain?"

"Aye."

"Good job mate," she said as she turned around only to see that his ship had nowhere to go but straight into the vast expanse of sea.

"Well boys it seems as though we've 'ad another successful raid! Take down the Roger and split the loot up!" The crew grinned from ear to ear as they went about doing as they were told.

Heidi sighed and looked out on the horizon, it was near mid-afternoon and they would be nearing their next destination, Port Royal, in a couple of days.

Captain Heidi Kessler was one of the most feared pirates in the Caribbean, maybe even the whole world. She carried a reputation of a demonic sort and she carried it proudly, although sometimes she wasn't sure what was so scary about herself. When people saw her they gasped and hid like she was some sort of monster, and she supposed she was in a sort but honestly there was nothing too scary about her appearance. She had mid length sun kissed blonde hair and huge blue eyes. Her eyes were often referred to as the secrets of the Caribbean, for they were the colour of the Caribbean Sea but they revealed nothing. She was on the shorter side, standing at only 5'2" but she used this to her advantage in fights. She wore black pants, a crimson red tank top like shirt, a long black coat and black boots. Around her head was a black bandana that held her hair away from her face. At first glance one would think that she looked friendly and angelic but closer inspection revealed many scars and wounds, physical and emotional. Heidi Kessler was not about nice and friendly, she was about evil and revenge. These traits were widely known and anybody who was in their right mind wouldn't dare challenge them.

"Captain?" the voice of Sly broke her deep thinking.

"Aye?"

"'Ow long 'til we reach Port Royal?"

"Three, four days give or take. Hey Sly?"

"Aye?"

"'Ow much did I drink las' night?"

"Ye beat the ol' record by 1."

Heidi smiled to herself in response, no one had ever been able to break the record that she set and now they had a higher number to try. She had promised that anyone who could break her record could be the Captain of her ship. Some men had come close but they always failed, this brought a smile to her face every time.

The days passed uneventfully to Port Royal, Heidi was somewhat disappointed but she didn't complain. She knew better than that; never let anyone know how you really feel her father had once told her. Her father was the infamous Captain Grant Kessler and he was a man of very wise words, or that's what she thought anyway, some would disagree. Now they were gliding into the back of Port Royal, Heidi was no fool; she knew that as soon as her ship was spotted she'd be hunted for she had an extremely high price on her head. When they were settled she told her men to get the supplies they needed and to be back by dawn, she also reminded them that there was a warrant out for her arrest and that they had best watch what they say or she'd cut their tongues out and make them eat it themselves. They had all nodded and gotten off the ship as quickly as possible. Heidi's task was to get rum, of course, she knew exactly where to find it too. Although getting it would be more difficult because she would surely be reported to the authorities immediately.

As she walked down the streets she noticed people watching her, she gave them all an evil look and continued on her way. Honestly, don't people know it's rude to stare? She ducked into an alley and strode around to the back of the best bar in Port Royal, she quietly opened the back door and stepped inside. 'Good,' she thought, 'no one's around, that makes my job easier.' Suddenly a door opened to her right and before she could hide she was caught.

"Well, well, well look who it is. Heidi Kessler, in my back room trying to steal my rum I imagine."

"Captain. Captain Heidi Kessler," she corrected with a small smile.

"So Captain were ye trying to steal my rum?" the angry bar keeper said to her.

"No, I was tryin' to borrow some rum, tha's all ... no need t' get yer knickers in a knot."

"I don't wear knickers and if you even lay a hand on my rum I will report you," he snarled.

"Well then I'd get started if I were ye," Heidi snarled back as she snatched some bottles of rum and ran back out the door she came.

Not long after Heidi was being chased through the streets of Port Royal by soldiers. She was outrunning them by a fair bit and they had been running for quite a while until BAM! Heidi smacked right into someone as she was looking behind her, to her dismay she turned around and saw Commodore Norrington staring back at her.

"Well, well Ms. Kessler, nice to see that you're finally turning yourself in," he smiled a snobby smile at her.

"I wasn't but yer oaf of a body got in me way," she growled at him, "and it's Captain Kessler."

"Gillette put her in irons, and Captain I'd watch that tongue if I were you."

The guards dragged her through the streets, the whole time she was kicking about and cursing as loudly as she could.

"Now, now Kessler calm down," one of the guards said to her as they dragged her down the stone steps of the jail.

"Make me," she spat back at him. She could tell the soldier's were frightened to be near her, let alone touching her. The faster they could leave the better, for all of them. They unlocked the cell and threw her in and to her surprise she landed on top of someone else.

"Wha' the 'ell, can't ye put me in a different cell, there's already someone in 'ere ye damn idiots!" she yelled and shook the bars as they turned to leave.

"Sorry Kessler, we're renovatin'."

"Insolent fools," she said loudly as she sat down on the bench.

"Ye know lass, yellin' and screamin' will get ye nowhere," said the voice of the person she had been thrown on.

"Who are ye?" she asked the person in the shadows.

"Captain Jack Sparrow," he replied revealing himself to her.

She drew in a deep breath, "the Captain Jack Sparrow?"

"Aye," he said with an amused grin, "Who might ye be lass?"

"Captain Heidi Kessler," she stated proudly.

He stared at her with wide eyes, "Captain Kessler?! As in daughter of Grant Kessler?"

"Aye," she said.

"I've 'eard stories 'bout ye, but I didn't think ye looked like this," he said motioning to her body.

"Wha's wrong wi' the way I look?" she growled at him.

"Nothing but I 'eard ye looked like a demon tha's all."

"A demon!" she snorted with laughter. Jack looked at her as if she was crazy and sat back down.

"Well then Kessler I suggest we find ourselves a way outta 'ere."

"Aye, do ye 'ave a plan?"

"Aye, wait for the opportune moment," he smiled and tugged his hat over his eyes.

"Tha's it? Wait for the opportune moment? I woulda' expected better than tha' Sparrow!"

"Oh?"

"I've 'eard stories 'bout ye too ye know," she said looking at his face.

"Of course luv, after all I am Captain Jack Sparrow."

A/N: Well that's the first chapter, as I said before I'm not too sure about this so review and let me know what you think. Please no flames and constructive criticism is always welcome!!! Review!!!!!