Disclaimer: I do not own anyone or anything in the Pirates of the Caribbean realm. Sadly. But I do own my story.
Author Note: This is my first story on fan fiction. I'm not that great at descriptive words or making long chapters. I'm sorry if you don't like my short chapters. But maybe in later chapters when I really know where I'm going with this story perhaps I'll be able to make longer chapters.
Chapter One
Women
The sun hit the eyes of a twenty year old woman with blonde hair and brown eyes. She wore a red dress with gold seams. At the top where the bodice ended there was a beautiful black lace. She stirred and brushed the sand off the side of her face. She observed her surroundings and noticed several things; she was on the shore of a small island, there weren't many palm trees where she stood, and there were charred and burned boxes everywhere.
Elizabeth Swann groaned when she realized what small island she was on. But how she had gotten there she couldn't remember. She didn't see sails on the horizon, or anything that would tell her how she had gotten there. Then she saw something that might be of help.
It was a wobbly-legged figure stumbling towards her. The sun was shining in her eyes so that she could not see who it was.
"Morning' love," Jack Sparrow said with a smile and a wave.
Elizabeth quickly walked over and slapped the stumbling pirates causing him to loose his balance and fall to the ground.
"What did I do to deserve that?"
Elizabeth then sat down beside him, her face set in an angry stare.
"How did we get here?"
"Well I don't know" he said, but was cut off in mid-sentence by another slap from the young woman. "Bugger! Would you stop doin' that?" He then rubbed his cheek gingerly. "You're not going to believe me when I tell you." He replied trying to get out of it, but when he saw her straight face and angry brown eyes he sighed giving up. "Captain Barbossa. BLOODY! I'm telling the truth." He said as he rubbed his cheek which was burning again from another slap. But before she could do it again he caught her wrist. "Why would I lie to you love?"
"To keep yourself from getting into trouble once again." She slapped him on his other cheek with the hand he wasn't holding. She then pulled her trapped wrist away from him and stormed off to the other side of the island.
"I hate women," Jack said as he put the cold ocean water to his face to cool the stinging handprints.
When Elizabeth got to the other side of the island she sat down under a palm tree that wasn't burned to the ground and closed her eyes trying to remember what had happened. As soon as she did this she slipped into unconsciousness.