A/N: I still don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. I do own all the characters that you've never heard about before though. Sorry it took so long to update. School has swamped me, totally. I thank my kind reviewers: Phoenix Fairy, Kate, Kels, Emi, Elizabeth, Sarah, and anonymus hah I spelled it wrong (a.k.a. Lauren). I worship you people! I just wish some other kind souls would find it in their hearts to send me a review hint hint. Well, enough of my drabbling… here's the chapter!

Pirates of the Caribbean: Revenge of the Dead

An Unknown Writer

Chapter Two: Trouble in Tortuga

Fifteen Years Later

Mayhem and madness definitely was usual in the town of Tortuga. The prostitutes still did what they did best, and almost every soul in the town was drunk. The Faithful Bride was bustling, selling rum by the barrel There was unquestionably no respect for ones-self, or anyone else for that matter. Looting and pillaging was norm, and happened on a daily basis. Three women in particular strutted down the main boulevard, talking amongst themselves.

"Why'd you hav' to bring 'er?" the dark haired one asked the blonde, pointing to the girl moaning as she walked behind them.

"Well you know Scarlet; I can't leave 'er at 'ome. God knows she'll drink all the rum in the house!" the blonde squealed, as the two of them laughed at the younger companion. She was tall, had long red hair, and a certain air about her that would remind anyone of someone in particular.

"Shut up, would you! Honestly!" the girl huffed.

The dark haired, Scarlet, spoke, "That's no way to talk to your mother!" The girl then muttered something inaudible, most likely cursing at her mother and her friend.

"I'm so sorry for her rude behavior, Scarlet."

"Think nothing of it Gisele." The two laughed again.

"I 'ave a name you know. It's Izzy," Izzy piped up.

"You are so much like your father. Honestly, the way you dress! Always as a boy! It's a pity you know! You could be very pretty, but you are so much like your father!" Gisele replied.

"Good! I'd rather be like me father! 'Cause that mean's I'm not like you!" Izzy turned away the pair. She attempted to walk down to the Faithful Bride to drown herself in rum, but a hand held her back.

"A suggestion love," Gisele started.

"An' tha' would be?" Izzy responded.

"Go find your father! And then you would be out o' my 'air!" Gisele said. Scarlet stood aside, looking smug and pleased with her friend for finally getting rid of the pest Gisele had to call her daughter. For the second time, Izzy hastily tried to walk away but was rudely pulled back by her mother.

"Oh, and when you find 'im, give 'im a slap fo' me, will you?" Gisele said as she slapped Izzy, leaving a bright red mark on her cheek.

"What was tha' fo'?" Izzy remarked.

"Fo' leaving me with you!"

Scarlet followed suit and slapped Izzy as well. "Same goes fo' me." Izzy rubbed her acing cheek and turned away from her mother, hopefully to never see her again.

She started to walk away for the third time, but soon realized her mother left her with no name to find her father with. "Give me a name, an' I'll go an' find 'im."

"I'm afraid tha' the only name I can leave you with… is Jack Sparrow. Make tha' Captain Jack Sparrow," Gisele laughed. "He'll help you find your filthy, good-fo'-nothing, lying, scheming, scoundrel of a father." Izzy eyed her curiously and started walking to the port.

"Oh, one more thing. Never come back!" Scarlet screamed after her. Izzy just looked their way and continued her way down to the port of Tortuga; anxious to find her father and be rid of her bitchy mother.

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"Gotta fin' a ship… but which one?" Izzy muttered. A few sailors, ahem, pirates, gave her a queer look, but Izzy paid no mind to them. Instead, she held her head high and continued pacing the docks. "What I would do fo' a bottle o' rum righ' 'bout now. I could go back inta' town an' get me self a bottle o' rum… but then I'd have ta' face me mum an' Scarlet again…"

She walked up to a gruff looking man.

"Have you 'eard where Jack Sparrow was last?" she asked him.

"Jack Sparrow? Owes me four dubloons. Heard he was dead."

. She had to find a ship to sneak aboard, and hopefully the one she chose would come in contact with the infamous captain. She went to ask many of the pirates about the island, each with different answers on where he was

"Singapore. That's what I heard. Drunk with a smile on his face. Sure as the tide, Jack Sparrow... will turn up in Singapore."

"Cannot say about Jack Sparrow. But dere's a island, just south of de straits, where I trade spice for... mmm... delicious long pork. Cannot say about Jack. But you find a ship dere. A ship wit' black sails."

"Jack Sparrow? 'Aven't seen 'im in a month."

One man in particular, had good information on the location of Captain Jack Sparrow and his ship, The Black Pearl.

"We came across it couple o' days prior. Made an ambush attack on me ship and me crew couple o' days ago. Should be near here."

"I see. Thank ye kindly," Izzy turned to go find someone else to talk to but the man held her back.

"Wouldn't wanna get the wron' side o' them!" the pirate shivered.

Izzy decided that it would be best not to go with them, because the Black Pearl would probably not choose to attack the same ship in one week. She decided on a ship called the Adria. It looked ready to set sail at any moment, so Izzy hurried onboard. She made sure she wasn't seen, and moved down into the bilge of the Adria.

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"Blimey! Who are ye and what be ye business?" a gruff looking man. Izzy looked up and took off her tri-cornered hat that she had "picked up" while she was interrogating sailors on the location of Captain Sparrow. "What the 'ell are ye doin' on this here ship, lassy?"

"I, uh… felt… like comin' a-board," she said smartly. The man grabbed her arm and pulled her up harshly.

"I 'ope it'll be floggin' fo' ye. But tha's up to the cap'n ta decide." The man tugged her up to the captains quarters.

"Wait 'ere while I alert the cap'n there be a stowaway." The pirate opened the door and walked in. He closed the door behind him, but not before smirking at Izzy.

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It seemed like ages until the cabin door opened and the gruff pirate stepped out.

"The cap'n be seein' ye now," he said. Izzy cautiously stepped into the cabin and took in her surroundings. She suspected to see a man quite like the one she had first encountered while on the Adria. But instead she came face to face with a pleasant looking man. He motioned for her to sit down.

"What is your business upon my ship? Me name's Captain Bartholomew Hastings," he said, tipping his feathered hat.

"I uh… 'onestly meant no 'arm, captain. I'm Izzy, short fo' Isabella. You see.. I was wondering if you knew anything 'bout Jack Sparrow. Me mother said that 'e would know me father an' where me father was located presently," Izzy said.

"Aye. I know 'im. Nasty piece of work 'e is. Not too sure where Cap'n Sparrow is but… see this here scar," he pointed his finger at a long scar running down his cheek. Izzy nodded. "Jack Sparr-, excuse me, Captain Jack Sparrow, as 'e wishes to be called, gave this to me. Doubt he feels any guilt that man does."

"Oh, I um… well… I still want to find 'im, fo' 'e is the only person tha' I know o' who knows me father. And there's no way I'm going back ta' me mum," Izzy said.

"I take it you and yer mum don't get along."

"No."

The two sat in silence for quite some time, and were rudely taken out of their daydreams by the sound of cannon fire. Captain Hastings quickly got up and rushed to the poop deck. Izzy followed closely behind him. She looked out the starboard side and saw a black ship with black sails gaining on them.

"It's the Pearl!" Izzy heard someone shout. She walked up next to the Captain.

"Well, Miss Izzy, you'll be meetin' Jack Sparrow in a bit," Captain Hastings said. "Ready the cannons!" As the crew of the Adria prepared for battle, Izzy filled to the brim with anxiety. As the Black Pearl pulled up alongside of the Adria, Izzy looked among the crew. She wondered which one was Jack Sparrow. She noticed a girl, about her age, shouting orders.

"Bloody 'ell. There's a girl givin' the orders! I didn't know that a girl commanded the Pearl!" Izzy exclaimed. The Captain gave her a look before going to help his men. Izzy moved backwards towards the mast, not wanting to get into the battle without proper weaponry.

The Black Pearl soon came into control of the Adria for most of the Adria's crew was intimidated of the Pearl's crew.

The girl that Izzy had seen earlier heaved a gangplank up between the two ships and waved for her crew to follow. "Alright, Marty, gather their crew up. Make sure none of them try and do anything… well… stupid. You lot," she said, pointing to a group of her crew, "pillage and plunder, and basically do what you do best. Although if there's anyone down in the bilge, do try and be nice, I mean," she coughed," just bring 'em up to me. And I'll deal with 'em. The rest of you do as you please."

"Do ye need any 'elp Liss?" a man with a gray beard asked the girl.

"Um… yes Mr. Gibbs. That would be most appreciated," she said. "Alright! You lot! Get into a straight line. My name's Elisabeth Turner, but if it floats your boat, call me Lissie. Oh, one more thing, if you scoundrels haven't noticed, I am now in charge of you all. Understood?" She took out her sword, which was beautifully crafted, and pointed at the pathetic crew.

One of them sniggered and the prospect of being ordered about by a girl.

"Think that's funny? Eh? A girl, taking over your pitiful ship?" She walked up to the man and poked him in the stomach with her sword.

"No."

"Good. Back to interrogations Mr. Gibbs," Lissie said.

"Name?"

"Jonathan Buckhorn."

"Any special qualities that would make you eligible to serve on my ship?"

"I can cook miss…"

"Nay. We got ourselves a cook."

She moved onto the next person.

"What's your name."

"Foulkes, Henry."

"Special qualities."

"I'm the best swordfighter the Adria has."

"Welcome to the crew of the Black Pearl Mr. Foulkes."

She and Gibbs worked their way to the center of the line interrogating every man. In the end, they added seven new men to their crew and the rest could go back to their own ship. When Lissie noticed that Izzy had yet to be questioned, she said, "I'll take care of her. Thank you Gibbs," and motioned for him to go back to the Black Pearl.

"'ello. Me name's Isabella, Izzy fo' short. Can I go now?" Izzy attempted.

"Do you think me that thick? I am disinclined to acquiesce to your request for… I… am… not… done." Izzy leaned against the mast behind her.

"Go on."

"Personally, I don't think you're part of this here crew. Or do I stand corrected?"

"You know, you really don' sound like a pirate ta' me."

"Answer the question!"

"Alrigh'! God, give me a chance ta' answer! I am not part of 'this here crew'," Izzy said as she used air quotes to mock Lissie.

"Okay then. What's your business aboard the Adria?"

"Just looking for a man that knew me father."

"And who would that man be?" Lissie put a look on her face.

"Jack Sparrow." (A/N: dun dun dun!)

"Oh really… well this is your lucky day. He happens to be the captain of the Pearl."

"So I've been told…"

"Hey! Jack!" Lissie shouted to the Black Pearl. "Got someone here wanting to see you."

The man, Captain Jack Sparrow as Izzy presumed, was tall, tanned from being in the sun all day, and had dark brown hair with an assortment of beads and bones attached. He swaggered forward. The man behind Jack snickered at Jack's inability to walk straight, and winked at Lissie.

"I'm comin'," Jack said as he walked towards and over the gangplank. "So who are ye? And yer business? Oh, I almost forgot… Lissie darling, you did a fantastic job love." He patted her on the head while Lissie made a face.

"You knew my father, Jack Sparrow," Izzy said, cutting to the chase. She stared into Jack's gaze.

"Bloody 'ell! You look just like…"

A/N: Hehe I was going to give you a worse cliffhanger, but decided against it That's the end of chapter 2! It's long!!!!! ) The Adria is an actual U.S. navy ship, and I got the name from a site with a list of all the names of U.S. navy ships. This chapter has quite a bit of dialogue, but I felt it was necessary. Please hit the little purple button and send me a review!