A/N: First off, TIA DALMA'S VOICE IS FREAKING HARD TO WRITE.
He never told anyone about the events that led up to losing his heart.
He really should have known better. It was a common enough mistake among sailors, according to the legend of Davy Jones. But she was beautiful, and he was naïve. He never imagined that a woman could be just as manipulative and deceitful as a man, or that she could turn out to be a fine pirate—perhaps a bit too fine, good enough to captain her own ship if she desired.
Which she did, of course, and there was only one obstacle in her way. Being a resourceful pirate, of course, she had no problems with that.
He really should have known better. It's bad luck to have a woman on a ship. Many a great pirate was lost to the greatest foe: his own heart. Well, if that was so, he wasn't going to risk that anymore.
He stowed away on the first ship in the direction of the colony of escaped slaves. The mysterious woman just smiled a crooked smile when he asked her.
"You want da paen to end?" she asked in return. "You want to trow awae dat what make you whole?"
"Tell me what I have to do."
"A braeve man you are," she said, still smiling strangely. "If you weesh to gamble wid faet, steer you caourse to Tortuga. Know dis: de darkness loves most dose wid blood on dere hands."
"I thank you. How can I pay you for your services?"
Her smile widened just a bit.
"You price weel be paed een time, Jack Durol."
20. Luxord/Betrayal
A/N: See what I mean? HARD.
Edit: Ah, nuts! I should have saved this one for tomorrow!