Ok, two in a row...yay I'm just that good. Ok not really, but don't stomp on my prade, k...anyways. Now, hmmm should I make Shyla preg in this or the sequel or not at all? You pick, I'll do a poll. Which ever has the most wins. Now I know, I haven't been uploading everyday, but hey, my life has gone weirdo...I've been gettin sick lately, which is weird. I'm healthy, I tell ya...(cough) oops...lol Ok, now if i don't get a poll, no part two, until poll is done!

I don't own Jack, I own Shyla and the spider. (shivers) i hate spiders...but I own it anyways. Remember...can't sue me hahaha..shhh don't sue me, I'm broke, and dumb...kay, kay...so...on with the story! Shut up and read, this isn't a fun fest here! (waves arms frantically)

Chapter 24

Shyla sat there and watched as her father and sister argued. They came on the ship without a fuss, which was what made her father happy, but now…he wasn't happy. What happen, well simple…Elizabeth happened. (hahaha had to do it…don't really like 'er)

"No. I won't have it. Elizabeth, if anything had happened to either of you…Both of you are safe now, and we will return to Port Royal immediately----not go gallivanting after pirates." her father said.

Jack and Shyla were standing side by side, which was nice. For the time being, as soon as Port Royal left her father's mouth, she rolled her eyes.

"More like Port Torture, since Norrington moved up in the ranks." she mumbled, where Jack could hear it.

He looked at her and smiled shaking his head with amusement. She would never stop amusing him either.

"Then we condemn Will to death!" Elizabeth yelled. (I forgot what they did through this whole thing, so bare with me. I haven't seen the movie in a while! Sadly) Shyla nodded. Not yet being noticed.

"Yes, we condemn poor Will…wait what?" she said, out bursting the last part. Everyone looked at her.

"We can't condemn him. I almost died helping him. That's not fair. No condemning…no. I wont allow it. My almost death will be for nothing." she said looking at her father, he rolled his eyes. Now she was being childish.

"The boy's fate is regrettable…But so was his decision to engage in piracy." her father said, walking up the stairs.

"To rescue me! To prevent anything from happing to me!" she yelled. Shyla nodded.

"What about me? I engaged in piracy, and don't father say I didn't cause I did. It was my idea after all…ok maybe not all of it, just some. It was my idea for me to go. So, aren't I in trouble?" Shyla asked. She felt someone staring at her.

"No, you were kidnapped, Shyla, that's different." Her father said. She rolled her eyes.

"Yes father, I've been kidnapped by myself. I've always wanted to do that." she said scarcastically and hushed for a while.

Jack kicked Shyla, softly. She looked at him and smiled, he galred and she knew why. He didn't want anything to happen to her. She simply mouthed sorry and seen him roll his eyes. She turned back around and seen Norrington thinking, she kicked Jack and pointed her head in his direction and he nodded. She watched as her pirate played devil on Norrington's shoulder.

'My pirate, sounds fantastic to me' she thought to herself. With a smile she watched as he played.

"The Pearl was listing near the scuppers after the battle. Unlikely she'll make good time. Think about it, The Black Pearl…the last real pirate threat in the Caribbean. How can you pass that up, eh?" Jack said, going up to Norrington who backed off and glared at Jack, who was shorter then him…funny really.

"By remembering I serve others, Mister Sparrow, not only myself." he said. They all heard Shyla mumble something and they looked at her.

"What was that, Miss Swann?" Norrington asked. She rolled her eyes and forced a smile.

"I said, that is a load of horse-shit, Norrington." she said politely. It got quite real quit.

Jack stared at her, surprised and pleased. Her father, Norrinton and then men that heard, gasped surprised she would speak in a way as such. Elizabeth, well she just smiled. She was used to her sister's foul mouth. Shyla just stood there and looked at everyone confused. Yes, sometimes the girl could be downright stupid. Not that you would want to call her that to her face, she could be downright evil at times too.

"Shyla Heaven Swann, who taught you such nonsense?" her father asked. She blinked, at him using her full name.

"Um…Norrington." she said quickly and pointed at him. To Jack and Elizabeth this was just downright funny.

"I did not do such a thing." he said just as quick.

"Yes you did."

"No, I didn't."

"Did too."

"Did not."

"Did. I told you when I was younger that I could sing a pirate song, and Elizabeth sung it with me. And I remember you shook your head and frowned, saying it was a load of horse shit." she said. He paled remembering that.

"Shyla!" her father yelled. She blinked.

"What it's true!" she said surprised.

"Right…now…I'm sorry." she said, hating to say it. Norrington smirked, Jack glared, Elizabeth giggled, her father sighed. Boy that was one conversation.

"Um…Commodore, I beg of you, please do this for me." Elizabeth said out of the blue. Everyone looked at her shocked. Shyla knowing she was up to something just watched.

"As a wedding gift." she said looking right into his eyes. Shyla fell over knocking something over as well. Once again, eyes were on her. She sat there looking at her sister, mouth agap, eyes wide, not breathing and pale.

"You can't be serious." she said shocked and slowly. Jack, helped her up, which her father didn't like.

"I am." Elizabeth said quietly.

"Oh dear lord, Elizabeth are you alright, do you have a fever, have you gone completely nuts?" her sister asked. Elizabeth shot her a look.

"Why don't you shut up for once Shyla?" Elizabeth snapped. Shyla blinked, and saw a little bit of fire.

"Because that man could care less about Will's life." She yelled back pointing at Norrington.

"How do you know? You don't know that."

"Yes I do. Will cares for you Elizabeth you can't go and break his heart!" Shyla yelled.

"No you don't know that. Will doesn't care for me at all. Just a friend nothing more. How do you know anything, you know nothing." Elizabeth yelled, angry and out of pure anger slapped her sister.

Shyla looked and gasped holding her face and her eyes went watery. Looking down to the deck and whispering, but still Elizabeth could hear it, who was gasping from shock of what she had down. Jack felt angry, but didn't say a word, his heart breaking as tears fell down his Shyla's face.

"I know because he told me. He told me that he loves you…but it's obvious that you don't deserve him. I hate you, Elizabeth, I hate you so much." Shyla screamed and ran into the cabin slamming the door.

She went to the window seat and sat down crying. Her own sister hadn't seen what's in front of her and she was now throwing it away. She brought her knees to her chest and cried, she hadn't cried since the death of her mother, but that was an over load. She cried for Will, Jack, Lizzy and for herself. Laying her head down on her knees and looking out of the window and out to the sea, she let the tears fall, and she played with her ring and sung to herself remembering what her mother used to do with her and the day of the funeral.

"What I'm feeling time is gonna heal it.
I've been hearing that for so long now.
They say I'll move on, got to try and be strong
Life will go on, I'll get through this some how

"Mommy, mommy, look at this. Ain't it pretty?" the child asked, with pig tails bouncing as she ran to her mother holding a pink rose.

"Yes, Heaven it is." she said. Her mother always called her by Heaven.

"Here, mommy, it's for you." she said in a baby's voice. Her mother smiled and picked her up holding her.

"Thank you my sweet angel." she said, taking the flower and planting a kiss on her child's cheek, who giggle and hugged her mother.

How when I'm still waiting,
For you to come back,
If you could only come back
I'm aching, for you to walk through that door
Hold me once more But you wont, still I go on waiting

"What do you see, Heaven?" her mother asked, looking out of at the Sea and the sun setting. Heaven looked at her mother then back to the sun.

"I see a sun and colored clouds, mommy"

"Really? Is that all you see"

"Yes, what do you see, mommy"

"I see a beautiful sun reflecting off of the ocean, saying goodnight. Clouds holding beautiful pink, blue and even purple colors. Just like this Crystal holds a ocean gem." her mother said holding the necklace. Heaven gasped.

"It pretty. Who's is it"

"I want you to have it, Heaven. And always remember that Mommy will be in those clouds beside the sun telling you goodnight. I'll be with the stars, and clouds each day watching over you and your sister. Always, my beautiful Heaven. Always." her mother said, hugging her and crying. Heaven, had the necklace around her neck, and cried also, not knowing why…but crying cause her mother did.

It was a Sunday we buried you in the rain
I never knew pain til that first night alone
Opened your closet breath you in and lost it
The truth of it, finally hit home

It was storming out side and everyone was in black and blue cloths, Elizabeth being held by her nanny. And Heaven was standing beside her father. Watching her mother's coffin being buried. She looked up, her sapphire blue eyes, holding confusion, and sadness.

"Daddy, why are they burring mommy?" she asked tugging at his hand, he looked down, holding the tears at bay.

"Why are they burring her daddy? Why are they burring, mommy? Mommy said she would sing me to sleep, she said we'd play today. Why are they burring her, she said we'd play, daddy," the child cried. He bent down and held her shoulders.

"Mommy wont be coming back Heaven. She's going to be sleeping for a very long time." he said. She shook her head, tears coming down her face.

"No, mommy promised, she'd play…she promised." she cried, he held her close to him and cried also.

"I want mommy. I want my mommy." she cried, her father hugged her tighter and held her head in place as she shook from crying.

No your not coming home,
But I'm still waiting for you to come back,
If you could only come back
I'm aching for you to walk through that door,
Hold me once more
But you wont still I go on waiting

That very night after the funeral Heaven wouldn't eat a thing. She sat there at the table, tears streaming down her face, as her father sat there looking at her. She had the necklace around her neck, and the small teddy her mother had made for her.

"It'll be alright, Heaven, we'll get through this." her father said. She shook her head.

"My name's not Heaven…it's Shyla." she said and ran to her room, leaving her father in shock.

If her mother wasn't here, then she would be called by her mother's name. Shyla, not Heaven….Heaven had died the night her mother did and no one even knew it, until it was too late. Shyla went to sleep holding that teddy her mother made for her, when she was a baby, and fell asleep crying from a broken heart.

Wish you could talk to me somehow,
Tell me what do I do now
I'm still waiting
I'm aching for you to walk through that door,
Hold me once more, but you wont, still I go on waiting…" she finished and heard foot steps in the cabin.

Looking over she seen her sister walk in wearing the Royal navy outfit, she rolled her eyes and looked back out, her face tear stained, her nose and eyes red from crying.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have slapped you, Shyla. I shouldn't…I'm so sorry." Elizabeth said. Shyla just nodded, not really listening. Elizabeth sat down and put her hand on her sister's back, rubbing it to comfort her.

"You know, when I was little, and mom was still around. She would always tell me that no matter how hard things got, she'd always help me through. But she can't cause she ain't here, anymore. She left me alone, she left us." Shyla whispered to her sister. Elizabeth felt tears water in her eyes, So this is what she's crying over Elizabeth thought.

"She's watching over us, Shyla. She's always going to be there no matter what. Even if we can't see her, or hear her…she's there."

"But she promised…she promised that she'd be here. I don't know what to do, anymore. I love Jack and there going to kill him…and mom…she, she told me to always follow my heart, well I did and look what happened." Shyla said. Elizabeth sighed and pulled her older sister into a hug.

"I know, it'll be alright. She'll help us out of this, just wait and see. We've got to play it the way she would go. We've gotta go and do things like she would. She's in your heart, Shyla, just like she's in mine. We can't stop now, not that we've came this far." Elizabeth said reassuringly.

Shyla looked at her sister for a moment, and a few moments passed, she threw her hands around her little sister's neck and cried. She knew that she was right, but Elizabeth also knew that Shyla needed to let this all go. She knew that since Shyla was 4 years old she'd been holding all this in, not knowing what she was doing to her self since she was so young, but knowing that crying couldn't bring back her mother, and yet…she closed her self off without even knowing it.. (I really hope this makes sense….seriously….that song and the funeral gave me a crying moment…sniffle, sniffle.)

Elizabeth sat there holding her sister and let a few tears fall herself. True she didn't really now her mother, after all, Elizabeth had been three when her mother passed away. (Yeah, sorry…I changed it, she didn't died at child birth, she died, a few years after.) But Elizabeth still could remember the scent of her mother's perfume and the smile she'd always have on her youthful face. Their mother had died from a illness, that she had gotten during the summer. (something like the flu, but worse…can't think of the name…ughhhh.)

They sat there holding each other, as sister's would in a time of need.

Meanwhile, or hahaha on the Black Pearl

"Shiver me timbers!" the blue and yellow bird said.

"Cotton here says you missed a spot. Don't want to be letting the damp in, do you?" Gibbs said, from inside a square sail, on the other side of the brig was Will all alone in a cell by his little lonesome.

Watching as Pintel and Ragetti mop the floors with glompy stuff. (Is that really water, or tar? I dunno but it'ssssssss glompy!) Pintel, who's always in a grumpy mood, slaps his mop against the cell, giving Gibbs a hint to shut up of which he takes.

"You knew William Turner?" Will asked, hoping to find out information about his dead father. Pintel looks at Will, leaning on the mop, and does this only so that he don't have to work. (lazy pirate, Arrrgh. Oh, right, sorry...cough…back to story)

"Ol' Bootstrap Bill. We knew him." Pintel says, while Ragetti keeps working.

"Stupid blighter." he mumbles making Will frown at him. (had an urge to call Ragetti and she…hahaha)

"It never sat well with Bootstrap, what we did to Jack Sparrow. The mutiny and all. He said it wasn't right with the Code, and Bootstrap was always a man of the Code. That's why he sent off a piece of the treasure…to yo, as it were. He said we deserved to be cursed, and remain cursed." Pintel said, not at all too happily. (Go, Bootstrap(BS for now on). BS: Well it was only right. Me: yeah, Jack's sooo dreamy.. BS: Oh, not again. Me: Booty, shut up, they wanna read the story. BS: rolls eyes) Will just watched and furrowed his brow, only half listening thinking about his father as a good pirate and man.

"Stupid blighter." Ragetti says once more.

"Good man." Gibbs said, respecting BS. Pintel lifts the mop in threat causing Gibbs to back away.

"Well, as you can imagine, that didn't sit too well with the Captain." Pintel said.

"Not too well at all! Tell 'im what Barbossa did!" Ragetti says, eagerly.

"I'm telling the story!" Pintel yelled, then went on.

"So what the Captain did, he strapped a cannon to BS's bootstraps, and last we saw of Bill Turner, he was sinking to the crushing black oblivion of Davy Jones' locker. Course, it was only after that we learned we needed his blood to life the curse." Pintel finished.

"That's what you call ironic." Ragetti said, looking down at the floor.

Then looked at Pintel who looked at him, and they laugh, gallows humor. (it said that in the script and sounded cool…so I used it.) Barbossa came in behind Pintel, followed by several other pirates. He looks at Will for a moment then throws the keys at Pintel, who surprisingly catches them.

"Bring him." Barbossa said and then they went back up stairs, leaving Pintel and Ragetti to get young Turner.

Meanwhile, with the others.---------------

It had been a few hours since the incident of the crying thing. Shyla and Elizabeth both stood out side, looking up at the stars. Shyla seen Jack walking there way and she walked to the other side of the ship, giving them a few moments alone. Elizabeth seen him out of the corners of her eyes, and waited. He came and stood beside her looking up at the stars and out at the graveyard of ships. (ok, I know it's the other way around…she goes up to Jack…but hello…my story, he seen Shyla and wanted to talk to her…but yeah)

"You didn't tell him about the curse." Elizabeth started. Jack looked at her.

"I notices neither did you. For the same reason, I imagine." he replied. She looked at the railing of the ship and picked at it.

"He wouldn't have risked it." she said, kinda sadly. He smiled and turned to her. Shyla was making her way over.

"You could have gotten him drunk." Jack said trying to lift the mood. She gave a small smile, and they heard someone.

"That man drunk. Now that would be funny." a voice said. They looked and seen Shyla standing beside Jack. Elizabeth smiled.

"You're a smart man, Jack…but I don't entirely trust you." she said. Shyla nodded.

"He's a pirate…smart, and not entirely trust worthy. But I trust him entirely." Shyla said, saying the last part mostly to herself and to Jack. Who looked at her and smiled lovingly.

"Remarkable how those two traits coincide." he said, placing his hand on top of Shyla's who was holding the rail. Both girl's were wearing the navy outfit, only Shyla refused to wear the jacket.

"You alright, Shyla?" Jack asked, concerned about her. She smiled and looked up at him, seeing the necklace, she softly touched it. He noticed and smiled.

"As I'll ever be, Jack." she whispered softly.

Foot steps came up behind them, Shyla and Jack stepped away from each other quickly. Looking behind her she seen Norrington looking at both, her and her sister.

"Trousers?" he asked, with dismay. Shyla rolled her eyes, and Jack well…he was Jack and smirked his boyish smirk.

"Scandalous isn't it?" he asked, looking at Shyla, who looked at him and blushed, he noticed and smiled wider. She playfully rolled her eyes, and he made a puppy dog face at her, and she smiled. Norrington noticed, and rolled his eyes.

"Sparrow you're with me." he said and walked off, once more looking back at the two, mostly Elizabeth then went on his way, with Jack behind him.

The girls looked at each other. Shyla fumed.

"I really hate that man, I really do. Remind me why you're doing this again." Shyla said. Elizabeth laughed a little.

"Just to get Will back, then I'm going to call it off."

"Well you better, or else it's him or me, who going to visit the grave." she said, with a evil smile. Elizabeth smiled and laughed at her sister, causing her to laugh, causing Jack and Norrington to look at them in confusion.

Awhile later,(almost done…yay!)

Norrington lowered his spy glass, looking toward the Black Pearl. (I think) Him, Jack, and a few other's were in he rowboats.

"I don't care for the situation. Any attempt to Storm the island could turn to an ambush." Norrington said, dully.

"Not if you do the ambushing. I'll go in, and convince Barbossa to send his men out…leaving you to do nothing but stand on the deck of the Dauntless and holler 'Fire cannons!' What do you have to lose?" Jack asked, out witting the old man. (how old is he any ways? Bout 34 or something, Jack looks like he's 30 at the most…I think. Still hott tho.)

"Nothing I'd lament being rid of." Norrington said, pushing Jack's hand off of his shoulder. Jack gave a quick grin, then looked back at the Dauntless, knowing the two girls were on there, and wanting Shyla's safety.

"I'll be honest with you, though…there's still a risk for those aboard the Dauntless." he said, watching Norrington as he considered that for a moment.

Aboard the Dauntless

Elizabeth and Shyla both struggle as they are hustled into the cabin by Gillette and four other marines.

"Sorry, but it's for your own safety." he said, looking at Shyla. Who tried to kick him.

"I don't care what the Commodore ordered! I have to tell him…the pirates…they're cursed! They can't be killed!" she yelled as both girls were pushed into the cabin, rather harshly. Shyla stepped on Gillette's foot then turned her face from his, showing she had nothing to say. He sighed and looked back at Elizabeth.

"Don't worry miss, he is fully informed of that. A mermaid flopped up on deck and told him the whole story." he said, snickering with the marines, as he shuts the door, Shyla walked up to him and slapped him across the face, very hard, leaving a mark.

"Get out!" She yelled and they shut up and left. Lizzy turned away angry.

"This was Sparrow's doing." she said, Shyla looked at her.

"Really, I hadn't noticed. Now…to get out of here." she said looking around for blankets. She grabbed some, and looked at her sister who was surprised and confused.

"What I've done this before, Lizzy. Sneaking out, I mean….and out witting the wittiest. It's a piece of cake." she said and started to tie blankets together. Looking at her sister who was standing and watching like a dummy, she smiled.

"Help me, here…so we can save Will and Jack both." she said, and at that Lizzy started to help.

Why hello there.Left you with another cliffy, muwhahahahaha. Will the girls get away? Will Jack be out witted? Huh, Why am I even asking, do you even care?

Jack walks up behind me: I don't think they're listen, love.

Me: that's mean...they read, they should read the authors, note...meanies.

Will: Well, you sound like a mad woman. Where's Lizzy?

Me: I put you in there didn't I? I don't like her, I chained her up for Old Davy Jones...he needs to get laid anyways.

Will: Barley. What...Gotta go save Lizzy! (yells and runs off, into a brick wall)

Me: What? Will, I put you in there...I could make it about me and Jack, big oh lemons...but ew no. (rolls eyes at Will's stupidy)

Jack Picks me up and walkes off: Lemons are fun, love.

Me: Pervert! Oh...sorry, Reviewwwwwwwww plz. Oh one more thing very important...to me anyway. If you want me to write you into a story along with me, Jack, and Will...maybe Lizzy who will be paried off with Norry, then plz tell me. I'll make it fun and weird...and romantic as I possibly can...who knows, maybe even have Lizzy killed. (For those of you who like her, deal with it, she killed Jack in a way) So, remember, vote...should Shyla become preg for this one or the sequel, object or agree the one that gets the most, wins...very important that you do that. Oh...well tell me anyways...byyyyyyyyyyeeeeeeeee

Gone crazy----Leya