Well... um... I didn't like how many people read my story. It was like 32 read the prologue and 10 read the first chapter. Oh well, I'll still continue I guess. Besides, that was only the first real chapter. And to all you fan girls out there Will and Jack are in this chapter and every chapter from here on. It's just in the first chapter I had to establish the OC characters. You know what I mean. Also, I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean in this or any other chapters. I own Kyri and my friend owns Brenna, enough said.

Friend: Yay, Norrington is in it.

Me: Yeah, he was in it.

Friend: (Reads story cliff notes) OMG! Who are you threatening!

Me: (Grabs story cliff notes) don't read that!


The dawn didn't seem to brighten what happened the night before. Carts turned over or destroyed, bodies laying everywhere, domesticated animals running around, and ships in the bay with black smoke coming from them. All the wreckage and carnage was spread throughout the streets and bay of Port Royal. People laying everywhere, dead and hens running around looking for their cackle fruit. People tried to sweep away there misfortunes with the dust. However no one tried to help the dear old Blacksmith up now laying in the middle of the Town's center. Lying on his back, Will Turner shook his head subtly fluttering his eyes open. After replaying the images in his mind, Will staggered up quickly.

A girl being pulled by Pintel and Ragetti. A bunch of pirates following the girl. Her head turned to notice Will gawking, seeing what his mind never wanted to think.

"Elizabeth," he spoke ignoring the world around him. Jacoby took this opportunity to toss a hand made bomb in front of the mindless Blacksmith's feet. His eyes widen and a grin painted on his face knowing his plan would work. Will spun his head back around and noticed Jacoby, waving.

"'Ello," Jacoby said though his teeth. A puzzling look took his face until he looked down. A bomb ready to ignite! Immediately the fuse dissolved but, there was no 'boom'. Poor Jacoby, he only wanted Will Turner to explode. Will sighed, knowing his hide was safe. Until two other pirates plundering valuables zoomed past him.

"Out of my way scum", the second pirate exclaimed smashing a sliver candle stick holder over the Blacksmith's head and knocking him into unconsciousness.

'Hold on Elizabeth', Turner thought, clenching the axe in his hand and heading towards Port Royal's fort.


Gilette seemed to be in Norrington's way. He was trying to help out really, but while he was tracking he kept hitting Norrington's elbow. Brenna was paying not a speck of attention to this. For the morning, it was very humid. So Brenna's only focus was on fanning herself. I mean wearing a pink and gold, which was delicate pinstriped dress with a pink corset underneath, was only half her troubles. Ever sense the Governor realized that Elizabeth was abducted, Commodore Norrington paid almost no mind to Brenna. The sun gleaned above the clouds intensely.

'Norrington, dear stop and think about me for once', she thought playing around with her golden chained necklace which had a pink quartz at the end.

'Huh, is my husband sexier with or without his hat?' Peering up, Brenna saw a flustered William Turner march up to the table. She also noticed the axe and became slightly worried.

"They've taken her, they've taken Elizabeth", Will tiredly said.

Not looking up from the map, Norrington replied "Mr. Murtogg, remove this man." A solider in red glided towards Will. He grabbed Mr. Turner's arm, trying to pull him away.

"We half to hunt them down. We must save her", Will pleaded even more.

"And where do you propose we start", Governor Swann butted in. "If you have information concerning my daughter, please share it." Grief washed over the governor making him head behind Commodore Norrington. He discerned out at the reds picking up fallen comrades.

It was silent only for a moment then Mr. Murtogg interrupted it. "That Jack Sparrow. He talked about the Black Pearl."

"Mentioned it is more what he did," Mullroy corrected his friend.

Will turned back to James. "Ask him where it is. He could lead us to it!"

"No. The pirates who invaded this fort left Sparrow locked in his cell, ergo they are not his allies." Yet again he never removed his eyes from the map he was currently marking.

"Governor, we will establish their most likely course", Norrington commanded actually moving his vision to Mr. Swann. Rage boiled until it spilled on Will's emotional stove. To open their eyes, Will smashed his hand axe onto the table below.

"That's not good enough!" While Brenna jumped, James Norrington was able to keep his cool. That's probably why he's a commodore. Simply turning around, Norrington took the axe into his masculine hand and began.

"Mr. Turner, you are not a military man. You are not a sailor." The Commodore light walked around Gillette and in front of Brenna. She softened her glance and smiled seeing her husband take superior action of this conversation. "You are a blacksmith." A hand crushed Mr. Turner's arm and dragged him away from the small crowd of people. "And this is not the moment for rash actions." James leaned in and became to whisper the rest. "Do not make the mistake of thinking you are the only man here who cares for Elizabeth." Slipping the hand axe back to Will, Commodore headed but to his original station. Now the wide-eyed Brenna stared in shock as Turner left stubbornly. 'Does he... does Norrington still have feelings for Elizabeth?" Brenna began having the symptoms of a broken heart. Her heart began to beat rapidly, her breathing sped up as well, and her eyes began to tear up slightly. And as luck would have it her dear friend Melody Theroux could be seen across the way. I mean she always wears pink making stick out like a sore thumb.

"Norrington, over a little ways one of my lady friends stands. May I go see her?"

"Yes dear." This only made Brenna tear up even more. Melody raised her head and waved at Brenna. This was her queue and she took it. Lifting up her dress, Brenna ran to her. She was over by a military cannon and shed. Also near her were a couple of barrels and some palm trees. The sun scintillated down but the temperature seemed to die down a little.

"Brenna how's, wait what's wrong." A silent tear slid down her face. "Um... it's nothing, just dust or something", replying wiping it away.

"Well, did you hear? The Governor's daughter was kidnapped last night!"

"Yeah that's basically what's on the grapevine these days", Brenna said bitterly. Melody started going off on how bad this was and what they would do to her while twirling her pink laced parcel. Once Melody said "pirate" Brenna began to think of the female one from last night. 'I did leave her in a cell and locked it. But not in the normal cells. Hopefully the cell window is strong enough to hold her. I have a bad feeling about her.' A lump was planted in the bottom of her stomach. 'Maybe i'm just over-reacting. I should just stay calm and get on with life'. Sighing in disappointment, Brenna closed her eyes. She pretended their was no worries in the world. That is was before everything became complicated. Like when she first met her future husband, Commodore James Norrington. Or when she left England and came to Port Royal.

It took a minute or so but soon she opened her eyes and looked to the left of Melody. 'No no no no no!' Their behind the barrels of rum was the pirate, the same pirate from last night. The same pirate that threatened her and tried to kill her. Now that same pirate had her pistol raised aiming straight for Melody's head! In her eyes, they were so blood lust and hungry with greed. But how did no one see her? It must have been between all the panicking and searching for that bitch. Her eyes met Brenna, making her step back a little. Kyri brought her hand to the side on her cheek and made a gesture with her finger. She wanted Brenna over there or else.

"Um, Melody I need to be somewhere so I can't chat anymore", Brenna lied hoping she would buy it.

"It's ok, actually I need to rest. Tonight my husband planned something special for me, so bye." With that Melody strolled past Brenna heading back to her house. Now that she was safe Brenna could focus on the more important matter at hands. She looked to the left then to the right. This was to make sure no one was watching. Once the coast was clear, Brenna walked cautiously to the pirate. The pistol was still raised ready to strike at any moment.

Bending down Brenna began. "Aren't you dead yet, why are you here. You should be grateful my husband hasn't taken you to the gallows just yet."

"Even that wouldn't keep me away from revenge", Kyri threatened having the upper hand.

"What do you want," Brenna spat back.

"Escape or something like it."

"Good luck with that."

"How much do you love your husband?" The moment grew sour.

"It's none of your business."

"Then you wouldn't mind seeing him head to Davy Jone's locker.

"I never said anything like that. Besides i'm just caught up in a moment right now. What exactly do you want me to do?"

"Finally your seeing things my way. However I don't like your tone, act a little more cheerful."

"Oh, what do you propose we do to help you escape," she blankly replied.

"Well that Interceptor is getting a lot of attention. How about you sneak me on."

"Very well, let me work my magic and stay right here." Standing up, she began to walk away but was reminded before completely out of distance.

"Remember," Kyri suggested, cocking the gun.

Sauntering, she moved behind her husband. Peeking at the map Norrington was still examining, Brenna startled him. "Darling, I accidentally left my diamond necklace on the Interceptor. I was wondering if I could go get it?"

"Whatever you need darling", eating all the words Brenna fed him. A quick kiss on the cheek and she was off. Heading back Kyri stood up hiding the pistol from plain sight. "Follow me and keep in the shadows. Oh and don't touch anything."

There journey began down the dock. It was easy at first, hiding behind trees and barrels. But became rather difficult. Soldiers in their red coats and white pants were ordering sailors to lift barrels, livestock, and jarred goods. The dock gossip was mostly on this pirate and Norrington.

"Did you here a Commodore captured a pirate."

'Oh shit,' Kyri thought trailing right behind her captive.

"It was the famous Captain Jack Sparrow".

'Oh thank the heavenly lords.'

"Yeah I'd like to be the Commodore," one captain commented.

Another one chimed in, "I'd like to have a amiable wife follow me around. I'd like to court some of that meat", provocatively stating.

Brenna overheard the conversation. Light hand movements made the female pirate stop abruptly.

"Gentlemen." Startling the crowd of men, making it a very acquired situation.

"Mrs. Norrington", slightly saying moving their gazes downward. This was her change giving the sign for the pirate to move hastily. On the ship, now in the captain's quarters Brenna mocked, "Just don't touch anything, neither I or my husband want to die from scurvy." Faintly hissing, Kyri's eyes were attracted to an aging wardrobe. Though the whole room seemed very graceful. It was a nice forest green and had a single bed in the corner. Everything and I mean everything was made out of wood. Opening the wardrobe it was completely filled to the rim.

"Why do pirates always-". The handle on the door began to jiggle. With no thought in mind, Brenna pushed the pirate into the wardrobe and shut it. What in the nick of time because just then Norrington opened the door and strolled inside.

"Ah my wife have you found the magnificent jewelry?"

Brenna coughed involuntary; it must have been from all the dust from the wardrobe drifting out.

"No I haven't. Darling, what are you doing?"

"I came get a folder to inquire where Elizabeth might be." Beads of sweat trickled down on her cleavage. This seemed to rub Norrington the right way.

"Um, I have the next ten minutes off, if you want I can-."

"Commodore! Commodore!" A sigh in anger came from James. "Hold my love." Running to the side of the ship. Grabbing a nearby spyglass Norrington located the sound.

"Sir, they've taken the Dauntless! Commodore! They've taken the ship! Sparrow and Turner have taken the Dauntless!"

"Rash, Turner. Too rash. That is without doubt the worst pirate I have ever seen." Back to Brenna who is now pondering on WTF is going on.

"Hey are you running a rig on me? You damn bilge rat!" But by the time Kyri yelled this Brenna already left though the stained glass French doors. Heading to the fore of the ship she found her husband. "Shouldn't I leave?" "No time, were heading for the Dauntless." The Jack tars began dropping the mizzen and the mizzenmast. Lucky the Interceptor was one of the more faster ships in the Caribbean. Utter confusion on who think of taking the ship filled her head. Meanwhile Kyri kept slamming her body against the wardrobe.

"Son of a bitch she locked me in her!" She did around five slams until it fell to the floor unharmed, unlike the creature inside. Hitting her head, she layed there tired and in pain. "Not one of my more brilliant ideas." Think about it, being trapped in a wardrobe. Also unable to get help and now your head being banged against the place you were stuck in. After setting sail, Norrington clutched Brenna's shoulder. "Head to the main deck and stay out of sight. The last thing I need is you getting hurt." 'Finally you show a little emotion', Brenna thought and responding with a nod. She made her descent below taking cover behind the flight of stairs leading to the stern.

"Bring her around! Bring her around," Gilette ordered in his puny row boat. As the Interceptor grew closer to it's target the more Brenna wondered. 'What does this Jack Sparrow look like? Probably like Kyri, all messy with no class. More or less armed with a cutlass and pistol. Also very routy and drinks rum.' She never liked pirates ever sense she was little. But that was more of a personal problem then a society issue. As the Interceptor pulled on the starboard side of the Dauntless, the sailors grabbed there grapples and headed to the port side. By the Commodore's command everyone expect Mrs. Norrington invaded the smaller man-of-war. Sparrow gleamed is teeth at how they fell into his plan quite well.

"Come on mate," Jack said tightening his hand on the parrel. Standing on the fore railing of the Dauntless, Sparrow was the first to swing over to the other warship. Hesitantly, Will followed behind with his famous axe in hand.

"We did it, Jack", Will said happily.

"Not quite, cut the lines", Jack ordered. Blushing Brenna would be a good nickname for her. Cause basically that's all she could do. 'Oh my god is that the famous Captain Jack Sparrow. Not what I expected at all. He's...he's...he's handsome.' Sadly she never yelled to James on how Turner cut each rope line from the ship.


"Ok I almost have a hole." With her dagger, Kyri had began chipping away at the back of the confinement. Piece by piece until the backing was so weak she could push the back out. "That wasn't as bad as the gibbets," Kyri panted between breathes. Standing was the next challenge for her. She wobbled, zigzag, and stumbled all over the room. Once she was out of her swaggering state, the pirate looked out the door's window. "Oh great Sparrow is here. Barbossa is just going to love this," sarcastically saying.


The aristocrat girl realize suddenly what was happening and moved quickly. Running to the fore of the ship, jumping on the railing, Brenna stared in horror her beloved drifting farther away.

Lifting his hat Captain Jack Sparrow commented. "Thank you, Commodore, for getting us ready to make way. We'd have had a hard time of it by ourselves." Their was an ire tone in James' face. Reds began firing many shots at the ship, missing poorly.

"Sir should we roll out the cannons", one captain asked.

"In less then 24 hours I've seemed to have lost two women I care deeply about."


Yes, done with chapter 2! They're will be more Jack and Will in the next chapters. Now that we're finally out on the sea. I hoped you'll like it. Oh don't forget to review people. Give me advice or credit just no flames. Thanks to all the people who reviewed last time. I hope you like the OC characters Kyri and Brenna.

Crakle fuite- Hen eggs

Run a rig- To play a trick

Jack tar- Sailor

Mizzen- A fore-and-aft sail set on the mizzenmast

Mizzenmast- The largest and, perhaps, most important mast located in the mizzen; the third mast or the mast aft of a mainmast on a ship having three or more masts.

Stern- The rear part of a ship

Starboard- The right side of a ship.

Grapple- An iron shaft with claws at one end, usually thrown by a rope and used for grasping and holding.

Port- (1) A seaport. (2) The left side of the ship when you are facing toward her prow.

Man-of-war- A vessel made and designed for war.

Parrel- A sliding loop of rope or chain by which a running yard or gaff is connected to, while still being able to move vertically along, the mast.

Fore- Front of a ship.