AN: My Muse is back! I picked up the Visual Guide and the junior novelization to Dead Man's Chest. Definitely worth a read for all you diehards out there. Two more weeks!

I'm in the process of revamping this a bit. I'm only changing a few minor details, ie. How Jack and Evelyn get the Pearl, etc. to fit in better with Dead Man's Chest. I've also done some editing.

From here on out, it's entirely brand new!

This story contains SPOILERS! If you don't want to be spoiled, then wait until you've seen the movie, and then read it, okay? Okay!

Every Rose Has It's Thorns

Chapter Ten: The Dolphine and The Pearl

Waves splashed off the bow of a three-masted schooner as she made her way though the sea. A great bird, resembling a crow or a raven was carved into the bow.

Evelyn Rose stood at the rail watching the water rush past her. A spray of water hit her in the face. She smiled, letting the cool salt water sink into her skin.

Her long auburn hair floated on the wind. A few trinkets were attached to the black bandana wrapped neatly around her head, and a black raven feather cascaded down the center of the back. The kohl that lined her sea-green eyes accented their beauty. A pistol was tucked into her belt and a baldric hung on her shoulder, supporting the cutlass saber at her side. A tattoo of a raven in flight holding a rose in its talons, peeked out underneath her shirt sleeve on her left forearm.

A real raven landed on her shoulder and gave a grating caw into the air.

"An' jus' where 'ave ye been, Corbin?"

The bird nuzzled at her cheek and played with a stray curl in her hair. She smiled, as her lofty friend took flight and landed on the helm.

Having a spot of trouble with yer bird, Evelyn?" Asked a tall Englishman with long brown hair and warm eyes. He was handsome, with a warm smile and a gentlemanly air.

"Nay," Evelyn replied. "Nothing I can't handle, Hunter, me dear."

At thirty, Hunter Quinn was the first pirate Evelyn became friends with when she escaped The Black Pearl. He took her in and treated her as a little sister. He had also become very close to another on the ship; Jayde. He had a tattoo on his bicep of a wolf stepping on a crown, a harsh reminder of why he became a pirate. He had been a captain of the British Royal Navy before they killed his family. This was his revenge. Evelyn knew this would make him a wonderful First Mate.

She turned to her crew on deck. Composed mostly of women, her crew was fairly rare. These wary sea dogs were some of the best in the Seven Seas. Her entire crew had to speak both English and French fluently, because The Dolphine made birth in both ports of the East Indies and France. Evelyn was very selective with her crew.

Anne Bonny, being one of the most experienced sailors aboard, was a perfect Quartermaster. Evelyn would have liked to have handled the shares herself, but she believed Annie had more experience. Anne, with her wild fiery locks and her sharp temper was Evelyn's confidant. Evelyn saw her as a hero at times. At other times, their stubbornness clashed, creating flames that even the sea couldn't drown.

Then there were her closest and dearest friends, Jayde, Liliana, and Mac.

Liliana Fyrewind was the youngest aboard at the tender age of 20. She was fairly short with shoulder-length brown hair, and big brown eyes. A tattoo of a Phoenix graced the small of her back. A typical Romany Gypsy, she was a great performer and good at distractions. She was also great in combat. She spoke Slavic, Romany, Portuguese, and Hungarian. She was like a sister to Evelyn, and to her friend Jayde as well.

Jayde Rayne was just shy of 25 and English, with long curly brown hair and deep brown eyes. She had a tattoo on her forearm of a J with an R connected to it. She spoke Asian dialects, Latin, and Mandarin, making her a wonderful translator for faraway adventures. She was adopted by wealthy pirates at a young age. She had been close to Liliana ever since her parents took the young Gypsy in as one of their own.

Evelyn didn't know much about MacKay, but she had seen him in a fight. He was silent, but very deadly. She knew that he spoke the Gaelic of his Scottish homeland, for she had heard him curse with it. He had no first name that she could recall, and he was a decent poet. He was ruggedly handsome, with long brown hair and a scar on his cheek. Evelyn had found him attractive at once, but she had another on her mind; Michael.

Michael was Evelyn's Irish fiancé. He was tall with long auburn hair. Evelyn thought he was the both the sweetest and deadliest pirate she had ever met. He was wonderful with a sword, and had no fear in his eyes. The only thing that bothered her was he was always hovering about her like a lost puppy. That and the fact that Hunter didn't like him, but he trusted Evelyn to make her own decisions.

"Cap'n," Hunter interrupted, "Lilia's spotted The Pearl off the port bow."

"Wonderful." Evelyn sighed. She pulled her spyglass from her pocket and aimed in that direction. She could see the black ship in the distant horizon. It was heading right for them. "Weigh anchor. Drop all canvas and prepare to board," she ordered.

"Aye, Capt'n." Hunter turned to the crew. He relayed her orders to the crew.

"This is going to be interesting," she said to her self, a glint in her eye.

"Capt'n!" Gibbs shouted. "There's a ship right ahead of us. She seems to be anchoring."

Jack looked taken aback. "Ready the guns. She's planning ter attack."

"All hands on deck! Load the guns, full sail, and run up the Jolly Roger! Steady on that ship!" Gibbs shouted.

Evelyn stared at the galleon in front of her with contempt. She gritted her teeth. Finally the day she'd been waiting for. The day she'd give Barbossa what he'd had coming to him.

"They're surrendering, Capt'n," Ana shouted.

"Pull up starboard and weigh anchors. Let's see if we can't get a look-see at what she's carrying." Jack called.

As the Pearl passed the ship, Jack could see no crew aboard. He thought they'd abandoned ship when something familiar caught his eye. It was that raven.

Before he knew what hit them, a wave of grapple hooks and gang planks landed on the rail. He jumped as one nearly hit his hand. "Attack!" Jack screamed.

Pirates came from all over the place. The sound of clashing blades resounded off every nook of the ship. The raven flew into his face and attempted to peck at him. He waved the bird off with his sword. The bird retreated to land on the shoulder of a woman with long auburn hair. He'd know those eyes anywhere.

"Evelyn?" Jack stared at her in awe.

"Stop!" Evelyn screamed. Her entire crew dropped their weapons. Jack's crew stopped, confused.

"What are ye doin' 'ere, luv?" Jack asked, enveloping her in a hug.

"Ja-Jack?" Evelyn couldn't believe her eyes. She grinned, and smacked him square on the cheek. "Why the bleedin' hell didn't you find me?"

Jack looked at her in a stupor. "Yup. Same ol' Evy." She glared at him.

"What's going on, Jack?" Will asked, staring at Evelyn's crew as if they were a sideshow attraction.

"Will, crew, this 'ere's Evelyn Rose." Jack stepped away from her. "Me wife. Well, sort of..."

Evelyn glared at him. Fire burned in her eyes. "Not legally."

"True," Jack said, "but you did say yes." He smirked at her.

She drew her sword. Hunter came up behind her and pushed her arm down. She reluctantly allowed his intervention. "So you're Jack Sparrow?"

"Aye," Jack said, "an who are ye? Her new lover?"

"No," A man said from behind him. "I am." Michael stepped out to take her hand. "I'm Michael. Her fiancé."

Jack looked nauseated. Jus' wonderful. He spun on his heel and stormed off towards his cabin.

AN: Please tell me what you think! This thing has been a long time coming, and there's still so much more on the way!