Me: Hi, everyone! I've got Jack here to answer to all of my reviewers.

Jack: Fine! Thank you to Elven-Roarior-Jeavryn for your kind words. My daughter wrote you a note.

Dear Elven-Roarior-Jeavryn,

THANK YOU! That was very nice of you to say, seeing as it's her first fic.

Review again soon,

Melissa Sparrow.

Me: Don't forget zoey ().

Jack: Sorry! Here's more!

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN POTC! I DO own Melissa. She's original. 

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Barbossa cackled evilly at the look on Melissa's face.

"Surprised to see me, are ye, lass?" he asked.

"Well, you should be surprised to see me, seeing as your goons were supposed to lock the door of my room," she retorted.

"YOU IDIOTS!" he roared, and turned to rant at his "comrades".

Melissa ran over to Will and Elizabeth.

"Are you two okay?" she asked nervously as she untied them.

"Not good," Will grimaced as Elizabeth touched his shoulder. "I think they broke it."

Melissa shook her head.

"I don't have any medicine with me, but I DO have that hipflask that dad gave me yesterday. He filled it with rum. It should dull the pain so I can wrap your shoulder. But first, let's go."

She ran towards the stairs, followed by Will and Elizabeth. They raced into the room that Melissa had been in, and Melissa found the key, locked the door, and hid the key. She took off the hip flask, grabbed a cup that was conveniently hanging on the wall, filled it with about 2 inches of rum, and gave it to Will, who drank it. Melissa then took off her bandana, which she always wore, and wrapped it tightly around Will's shoulder to stop the bone from poking out (A/N: nasty!).

"Will he be okay?" Elizabeth asked worriedly.

"Hopefully," Melissa sounded equally worried. She took out her gun, gunpowder, and bullets, and began to load her gun.

"At least the curse was broken. Now we can kill them," she said. She turned to Elizabeth.

"Elizabeth, you'll have to use Will's sword to fight the pirates. Will, you're going to have to stay in here."

She began to undo her braid.

"Are you nuts?" Will exclaimed. "It'll fly into your eyes."

"No, I'm not nuts," Melissa grinned as she braided a pointed diamond ring she had had in her purse into the end of her braid.

"I want to hurt Barbossa as much as possible."

Jack was his room.

"WHY Melissa, WHY!" he screamed to the ceiling.

He HAD to save her. He would never forgive himself if… well, he didn't want to think of what would happen. He would commandeer a ship by himself if he had to!

"I know!" he said suddenly. "I'll get the old crew back together!"

He ran outside and ran to the pub where his old crew was staying.

"Gibbs!" he yelled, bursting through the door.

"Yes, Jack? Gibbs isn't here," Anamaria came into the room. "What is it, Jack?"

"Melissa's been captured by Barbossa, and if we don't leave NOW, she'll be killed!"

Anamaria gasped.

"Everyone! We have an emergency!"

The crew assembled in the small room.

"Melissa Sparrow has been captured by Barbossa. We have to act immediately, or else, she WILL be killed!"

"We're leaving today! Are you all with me?" Jack bellowed.

"Wind in the sails! Wind in the sails!" the parrot screeched.

Melissa and Elizabeth crept out onto the deck. Melissa had her gun cocked and her sword sharpened. Elizabeth was carrying her sword in an expert swordsman grip.

"Are you ready, Elizabeth?" Melissa muttered.

"As ready as I'll ever be," she murmured back.

"Come on. His back is turned," she nodded at Barbossa. She silently drew her gun and aimed it.

"Put it away, lassie," he said, turning. Melissa gasped.

A/N: MUHAHAHAHAHA! A cliffy! Who is it? Is it Barbossa, but he's horribly disfigured, or is it her father? Hmmmm… tell me what YOU want!