Hey everybody! I'm back with a brand new story. It's got nothing to do with 'Loving a Pirate'. Just thought you would like to know. Its post DMC but its got nothing to do with the third movie. So read and enjoy!

"That was the best movie ever." Said 18 year old Tara Smith as she and her friends walked out of the movie theater.

"Yeah it was. Plus we got to stare at Johnny Depp for 2 ½ hours." Said her friend Tracy. The group of girls giggled and Tara looked at her watch.

"Hey guys I got to go. See you tomorrow." She said. The others said their farewells to her and Tara climbed into her blue jeep. Panic! At The Disco blared as she drove down the street. She turned the corner and sped down the highway. She got off at the next exit and reached her home. It wasn't really her home. She rented it from a friend's aunt and uncle. It was kind of pricey but worth it because it was right on the ocean. She unlocked ked the door and heard her bird, a hyacinth macaw, screeching for her. She smiled. This was it's way of greeting her. She made her way to the living room and opened the birdcage. The macaw flew out onto a perch that was near the window. She fed it and went to watch the sunset. She shut the screen door behind her and leaned on the railing of the porch. She spotted something off in the horizon and she squinted to see it. It was a ship. She couldn't see much detail for the distance but she could tell that it was barely sea worthy. Tara got the feeling she was being watched. The bird started screeching again and she glanced back to see if it was all right. When she looked back to the ship, she cried out in surprise. She stumbled backwards and fell into the screen door.

"It can't be…" she whispered.

"I see my reputation precedes me. Aye, it is I, Davvy Jones." Tara stared at the man crab octopus thing. Her mouth hung open slightly.

"And I've come to collect your debt." Tara closed her mouth and stared at him.

"What debt? I don't owe you anything. And how could I? Your not real… This must be a dream." She said more to herself than him.

"I assure you this is no dream. And as for your debt, you do no owe me, your parents do."

"My parents are dead." Tara said quietly. They had died while she was just a baby so she never knew them.

"Then their debt falls unto you." Davvy Jones said grabbing her arm. The teleported onto the ship she had seen earlier. 'This must be the Flying Dutchman.' She thought. It looked like it had in the movie. Tara gasped when she saw the crew. They were sea creatures and men put together. Some of them gave her lusty looks. The captain let her go and started walking away. Tara ran after him and grabbed his arm.

"Wait a minute. What debt?" she asked. Davvy whirled around and grinned at her maliciously.

"A deal was made by your father and mother. It was that they wanted to be married. But they were from different classes and would have had a hard time of it. They said they would each serve 100 years on my ship if I could find a way to make this happen. They married but they went to a gypsy who sent them here in the future. Well, we finally caught up with them, just to find they are dead. So now you will have to serve on this ship for 200 years to make up for their debt."

"But I know nothing of ships!" Tara protested.

"Well, now's your chance to learn because your gonna be here a long time." Jones started laughing.

"Mr. Turner, you will show the wench around and get her accustomed to the ship." Jones said. A man who had blue skin, stringy hair, and a starfish on the side of his head came up. Jones walked off, every other step came with the sound of wood clunking on wood. Bootstrap stared at her solemnly.

"Come with me." He said. Tara hesitantly followed him as the ship surged forward. Tara heard the captain say "Back in time, boys."

"You guys time traveled?"

"Aye. It wasn't easy though." They were silent as he led her down below. The ship rocked so hard Tara was knocked forward. She fell into Mr. Turner.

"Sorry. What just happened?" She asked.

"We time traveled." He showed her the crew's cabins, the kitchen, and where all the rum was.

"So how many years do you have to serve?"

"An Eternity."

"Oh…" 'So this must be where the movie left off.' She thought.

"Where are we headed?" she asked.

"You sure ask a lot of questions." He said smiling at her.

"I'm curious is all." She said smiling as well.

"We are going to pick up our new crewmate." He said. The ship started slanting downward.

"What's happening?" she asked.

"We're going underwater." He replied.

"But I can't breath underwater!"

"You can now." Water filled up the cargo hold and soon the whole ship was underwater. Tara, who had been holding her breath, let it out and the bubbles rose in the air. She stared as fish and other assorted sea creatures swam by.

"Come, I'll show you what we do on this ship." So went the next few hours. Tara talked with Bootstrap, she had learned about his nickname. She asked him questions about his past, even though she knew most of it. But she thought it wasn't a good idea to let on that she knew. So she let him talk. Then he asked her questions and she answered as best as she could. It turned out, he had heard of her mother and had known her father. A Duchess and a farmer. He said he had served on the Black pearl with her father and they had been good friends. Bootstrap even said that he was her godfather.

"Awesome!" she had said when she heard this. But now they had reached their destination and there was a storm going on. The ship surfaced and Tara was berated with rain drops. Jones signaled the crew and they started winding up a wheel. A column rose into the air and dropped, making a loud thud against the rest of the ship. 'He's calling the kraken…' she thought. She grabbed onto Bootstrap's arm and asked

"Who is the new crew mate supposed to be?"

"Jack Sparrow." He replied.

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