This is a new story I'm writing. Yes, it's a crossover of Just My Luck (McFLY) and Pirates of the Caribbean. Hopefully you'll all enjoy it! I do not own McFLY or Pirates of the Caribbean.

Chapter 1:

"Dougie wait up!" A young man with short brown hair and blue-grey eyes called to his friend.
His name was Harry, and even though he was well built and strong, he didn't have the speed of his younger friend, Dougie. Dougie was somewhat shorter than Harry, but be was faster than him.
Dougie had shaggy blonde hair and a somewhat darker complexion then others from running around outside. His eyes were the color of the blue-green sea, almost like they were meant for each other.
"Dougie!" Harry called again once he caught up to his friend.
Dougie stood on top of a cliff overlooking the sea. He smiled and turned to Harry.
"One of these days I'll see my old man."
"Your dad?" Harry thought to himself. "I thought he died?" Dougie groaned and turned away from the sea and began walking back up the hill to the small village Harry and Dougie were from.
"I already told you the story." Dougie lied.
You see, ever since Dougie was a small lad, he told stories. No, adventures only one with the wildest dreams could think of. But nobody believed him. Kids laughed at him and adults isolated him and his mother. Only one didn't follow, Harry, Dougie's only and closest friend.
"No you didn't. You refuse to tell me." Dougie chuckled at Harry's complaints. Then an idea struck him.
"Alright, if you beat me to my house, I'll tell you." Before Harry even agreed, Dougie states the count off. "One, two...THREE!"
Dougie took off, sprinting up the hill.
"Hey! That's cheating!" Harry called before chasing after his friend.
Dougie didn't listen. He just continued running. He didn't even care when he ran through town, making everyone stare at him like he was some kind of madman.
"DOUGIE!" Harry continued to yell. Dougie could only laugh at him.

Finally Harry was beaten, yet again in another game of chase.
Dougie jumped on the house's front porch, grabbed the door lever, and opened it. Then his jaw dropped open.
There, in the living room, was his mother in a man's arms. They were in a deep lip-lock and didn't even notice the new addition to the room. Dougie didn't even have a clue who this guy was!
"How do you always win?" Harry asked as he ran into the house, clasping his hand on Dougie's left shoulder.
The sudden outburst surprised them and they broke their kiss.
Dougie could now see the man clearer. The man had brown hair, covered by a green bandana, and a brown mustache barely noticeable. His brown eyes glared at the two young men.
The mysterious man drew his sword and charged at Harry and Dougie. Harry scurried out of the way, but Dougie found himself backed up against the wall and pinned by a sword that would slice his neck if he moved.
"STOP!" Dougie's mother screamed at the stranger.
"State your name coward." The man practically yelled in Dougie's face.
"Why should I have to? I'm the man of the house!" The man seemed to drop his guard but he quickly picked it back up. "You state your name!" Dougie shot back bravely.
"Dougie, shut up! Do you want to get yourself killed by a pirate?"
"ENOUGH YOU TWO!" Dougie's mother screamed just as she appeared at the man and Dougie's side.
His mother let out a heavy sigh, and then she tucked a lock of her light brown hair behind her ear. She looked at Dougie with her chocolate brown eyes, and then transferred her gaze to the mysterious man.
"Don't hurt our son." She told the man as she placed her right hand on the handle of the sword and pushed it down.
The man looked shocked at her words, even Dougie was surprised. Then her gaze traveled to Dougie once again.
"And you...never talk back to your father again." Dougie's own eyes widened from shock as well.
"M-my f-f-father...?" Dougie stuttered.
"Elizabeth..." The man called her name and she nodded.
"Will, this is your son. Dougie this...this is your father."