Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Carribean, or any of the characters. But, I do have some wacky ideas concerning it. And this is what happened.

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Standing on the deck of the Dauntless, a young girl was softly singing. "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirates life for---". She was whipped around, a look of surprise on her small face.

"You cursed girl! You'll bring them! You'll bring them!" A man was hissing, in a rather urgent manner to the girl. He had a crazed look in his eye.

"Unhand her, sir." A smart looking captain ordered, advancing to the man.

"But she's uttered their song. They'll come!" The man replied.

"Elizabeth!" The governor cried, coming forward, and wrapping his arms around his daughter in a loving manner. "Are you alright?"

"I am fine, father." The brunette replied, her eyes wandering back to the sea. She loved the ships, and sailing. And something had always fascinated and captivated her when it came to pirates. It might have been all the stories about them. They're devilry, plundering and scandalous ways. She was released from her father's grip as he turned and followed Captain Norrington back to the captain's quarters. She strayed back over the side of the ship, and for whatever reason looked down at the water. "There's a boy! A boy in the water!"

"What?" Norrington cried, rushing over and also casting his gaze down to the waves that were lapping at his ship. "Elizabeth….there is no boy in the water."

"Yes there is!" The girl stomped her foot and pointed empathetically down at a small board that was floating in the ocean.

"Miss Swann, that is an empty piece of flotsam."

"IS NOT!" The brown eyes of the girl went once again to the piece of wood. "He's right there!"

"Okay. Look. Nothing's there!"

"FINE!"

And so ends Pirates of the Carribean, with all plot development gone. D