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Chapter one

15 years later…

The ship creaked ominously in the night, wind whipped the sails, and Jack Sparrow was asleep in his cabin, dreaming of evil things. He was standing aboard his ship, in front of him lay two bodies, both of them female. One was of his wife, Marieah, and the other of their daughter, Rhiannon. Jack woke with a start, covered in cold sweat. He staggered out of bed and out to the deck. It was Rhiannon's watch; he prayed she was out there. Sure enough, hanging over the sea, holding to the ratlines. His raven haired daughter was their safe and sound. Except for the part of her being by the sea.

"Rhiannon! Get away from there, you could fall!" Jack barked.

"What makes you think I'm going to get hurt? Mother never got hurt by the sea. You said so yourself. And I don't like my full name, why can't you call me Rhia, everyone else does." Rhia grumbled and she hopped off the railings.

"Because I said so, and I have a surprise for you." Jack said. Rhia looked around.

"Where?"

"You know your aunt Elizabeth?"

"Yeah, she lives in Port Royal doesn't she?" Rhia asked, leaning casually against the railing.

"Yes, and I've been doing some thinking. I believe it would be a good idea if you took some schooling under her care." Jack said, twisting his beard nervously, Rhia was too much like her mother to agree to this and he could sense there would be one hell of a storm coming up from this. Rhia bit her lip and cocked her head to the side always a danger sign. An old falcon landed on her shoulder.

"Now, let's not lose our cool, I think it's for your own good." Jack said, once again trying to talk his way out of trouble. Rhia shrugged.

"I'm not going. Even If I have to stay up in the crows nest for a month, I'm not going." Rhia said, stroking Orion affectionate, other than the pearl necklace she always wore, the bird was the only thing left of her mother, whom she didn't even remember. Jack's own temper flared.

"Oh, you're going love, whether you like it or not."

"I'm not going and you can't make me!" Rhia snapped, and then stormed off to her cabin. Hen she heard a click as the door locked, she slammed herself against it. She had forgotten it could be locked. Her father had locked her in heir.

"You are going Rhiannon, either we can do this the hard way or the easy way." Her father said through the door.

"The hard way is always more fun!" Rhia challenged.

"Fine!"

"Fine!" Rhia instantly began trying to find ways out, she tried bashing the door, that didn't work, the windows had been locked. She was going, but not without a fight."

"Hey, Rhia, guess, what? I'm stuck going too." Bill said through the door. Bill was her cousin, named after his grandfather's nickname.

"Good, I won't be alone. But how did you get shanghaied into the deal?"

"Wanted it, you know. I miss my mother, unlike certain people." Bill said.

"Shut your trap!" Rhia roared and kicked the door so that it actually started to splinter. "You don't know nothing about it!" Bill said nothing, he just walked away. Rhia sank onto the bed. What does he know? I miss her. Just not enough to cry, I don't cry, never! Besides, I never knew her and dad doesn't say anything about what happened to her. Mari thought savagely.

Meanwhile back in his cabin Jack had yet another massive migraine, he needed rum, but there wasn't any in his cabin. So he went down to the cellar to look for some. He found one bottle, but something held it. It was Bootstrap Bill, a servant of Davy Jones.

"After me already is he?" Jack asked, slightly repulsed by Bill's looks. Bill shook his head.

"Not yet jack, this time he wants your daughter, he'll come for you when he's ready. I am to bring her back with me." Bill said. Jack was filled with rage.

"What? Was stealing my wife not enough? After her now is he? Well I've got news for him; he ain't getting her, not now, not ever! And give me that rum!" Jack snapped.

"If you won't give her up, he'll take her and the ship, to the locker." Bill said. "You're marked now Jack. You and the ship. He will get your daughter, one way or the other. Jack looked down and saw every seaman's worst nightmare, the Black Spot. Jack ran back up to deck, he rang the bell violently.

"Every one to there station! Now! I want us to Port Royal before dawn! Come on come on! Move it you mangy dogs!" Jack shouted. He covered the spot with cloth. He had to get Rhia to land, and fast.