A/N: Hey everyone who is reading! Sorry for the update, but i have now come to the conclusion that this story is like one of my top priorities, the other being She Had The World, and i am now devoted to it! Yay!(: I also know how i want this story to go finally, and even have a movie kinda sorta that depicts what will happen. Major treats to the person who can guess it right! Though you wont be able to tell in this chapter. There are MANY other clues though so dont worry(: Anyway, this chapter is short. I know. I'm sorry but i had to end it there, if i continued, it wouldn't have captured the importance of this chapter as it is now. Dont hate me, and please enjoy along with reviewing. The more reviews i get, the faster i update(:

Disclaimer: So i don't own Jack Sparrow, wish i did, if i didn't i probably wouldn't be writing fanfictions about him.

Just because I'm losing
Doesn't mean I'm lost
Doesn't mean I'll stop
Doesn't mean I'm in a cross

Just because I'm hurting
Doesn't mean I'm hurt
Doesn't mean I didn't get what I deserve
No better and no worse

I just got lost
Every river that I've tried to cross
And every door I ever tried was locked
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off...

You might be a big fish
In a little pond
Doesn't mean you've won
'Cause along may come
A bigger one

And you'll be lost
Every river that you try to cross
Every gun you ever held went off
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the firing stops
Ooh-Oh, And I'm just waiting till the shine wears off
- Lost, Coldplay

The streets were nearly deserted, the sounds of music playing shrinking into the distance. The rougish pirate at my side, sipping from his sloshing bottle of rum kept glancing towards me out of the corner of his eye, but never once speaking. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, my nerves causing me to bite off the last of my nail, I spoke.

" So you're the infamous Jack Sparrow, hmm?" I ask, watching him in a sideways glance. He chuckles once, his pace slowing before he responds. " Captain, Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please. And yes, I find myself being said pirate… unless I'm mistaken." He answers, narrowing his eye in thought toward the end of his speech. I couldn't help but feel entranced with his words, no matter the strangeness of them. And I wouldn't dare stop myself from asking more.

" Well?" I ask giddily, excitement coloring my voice. He turns to me, bringing the bottle back up to his lips, his head tilting to the side in confusion. After downing the last bit of rum left in the bottle, he glances at is sorrowfully before casting it aside, all the while speaking.

" Well what, luv?" His speech is slightly slurred, his movements fluid and wavering. It's a wonder he's still on his feet. But we continue along, hoping to find a cure to my brain numbing curiosity. I can feel it bubbling out from within me, and I'm powerless to stop it. I have all these hopes, these dreams of breaking away, finding adventure, finding freedom. But I also know how unlikely those dreams are. Meeting Captain Jack Sparrow is the closest thing I'll ever find to the freedom I desire. And I'm determined to make the most of it.

" Well. What's it like being a pirate?" He stops mid step, wavering slightly on his feet, a smug smile playing on the edge of his lips. His eyes are ablaze with a wild fire and he swings his arm over my shoulder before continuing to walk.

" It be wonderful luv. The freedom, the constant feeling of salt water against ye skin. The sun ablazing, sending the waves into a colorful show of blue lights. Life on the sea, life as a scallywag. Pillaging and plundering when we see fit. The look of shock and humiliation on their bloody faces as you sail away with their every last coin. It truly be amazing." His voice had taken on a dreamlike quality, himself falling helpless to his own heaven. We had stopped along the winding docks of the island. Ship upon ship laid out in front of us on the darkened horizon.

Jack's arms were outstretched, capturing the waters in a picturesque dream. Looking out over the waters, I felt the same warmth of happiness spread through me, and as I looked into his eyes, I caught a glimpse of the devotion he held for the splashing waves.

And in the pit of my stomach, I wished I could see someone have those eyes for me.

Suddenly, a flash of light erupted throughout the night sky, rain falling in heavy splatters. His hand traveled down my back, ushering me out from under the pouring rain, and under the canopy of a covered alleyway. As we made it under the cover from the icy precipitation, our bodies already drenched from the pounding precipitation, a spark ignites between us.

Our bodies are so close, our skin rubbing up against each others, my hand goes up to the skin of his cheek, brushing against it softly. His hand moves to behind my neck, entageling itself into my hair as our faces grow closer. Centuries pass before our lips finally touch, our forms silhouetted in the darkness of the night. Together, our mouths collide in a frenzy of passion and silly fantasy. His tongue traces my bottom lip, begging for entrance, and just as I'm about to give in, a clap of thunder hits us. We break apart instantly, our gazes subconsciously falling back to the area we had once occupied. There, a dark figure appeared by the previously deserted docks.

The figure swayed slightly, but her stance remained the same. Her dress hung in tattered cloth around her form, the dark hair atop her head flailing wildly. She was too far away to make out any other specific details, but in an instant, a piercing scream shot through the air, her black mass shooting like lightning towards us. She was no longer a women, but a screaming shadow. And as she drew closer, mere seconds from our first sighting, the warmth of Jacks body pressed against mine, pushing me up against the bleached walls of the alleyway.

A gust of icy wind shot across us, a foreboding sense of dread looming over head. My breath quickened, the blood in my veins boiling beneath my skin. For a moment, I couldn't breath, I couldn't think. My eyes closed and images flashed before my closed lids.

Fire. Engulfing every crevice of my mind. Fire and screams. Yelling fear filled screams of agony. Blood trickled down a winding trail, parting the rising flames. More blood followed, the tiny stream becoming a growing puddle of deep burgundy.

Looking down, I could see myself reflected in the crimson puddle, the fire framing my face. The screams quickly disappeared, leaving me in complete and total silence. A sickening silence that ate away at every fiber of my being. And then reflecting from the blood at my feet, was a dark skinned beauty. Her eyes full of both anger and happiness. But in a second, she was gone, along with the entire show behind my closed eyes.

Air flooded my lungs achingly, and my eyes shot open coming eye to eye with the kohl rimmed ones of the tanned skin pirate.

His eyes narrowed in suspension and his hands slid down from my shoulders to my wrists. No-one spoke as I caught my breath, almost choking on the air filling my lungs. After a few coughs, my breathing slowed to normal and I met his speculative gaze.

" You alright, luv?" He whispered wearily, his face inches from my own. Unable to find my voice, I nodded vigorously, letting a strained giggle escape my lips.

" it was nothing I figure." I whisper, half in thought, partly in hope of convincing the rugged pirate inches from me, and partly in hopes of convincing myself.

And from the look on his face, I had failed to fool either.

Silence shot through us, the splashing waves consuming us. He kept himself pressed against me, his eyes wandering down across my small form, resting at the top of my dress. Yet again, a blush crept across my cheeks shyly, and upon sensing this, he took a step back. His eyes flickered to mine before falling again to my chest. His right hand moved to his hat, tipping it slightly, though his gaze remained locked on my form. Though after a moment, as a hot burning erupted on my neck and my hand flew to the burning arrow, I found the source of his gaze.

" very interesting." he trailed confused, his eyes roaming back up to mine.

The second my fingers felt the metal of the necklace, the burning subsided, and the breath left my body once again. Only this time it was in a confused chuckle.

I felt my eyebrows come together as I sat back against the stone wall, both fear and bewilderment flowing through me. But soon, the fear took over, and I did the only thing I knew how. I ran.

" I- I'm sorry Captain. But I think it's time that I take my leave." I trailed, my eyes roaming along the cobbled streets instead of on the man himself. I picked up the long skirt of my dress, allowing my feet more access as I turned to the other direction, but his hand grabbed my arm, twirling me around to face him.

" Wait one second, lass. Who, what, are you?" His tone was concerned, but filled with an upmost awe at the situation. And quite frankly, I was at a lost for words. Who was I?

" I'm not too sure."

I wanted to continue, i really did. But i couldn't lol. I know its short, but i also know that that is a pretty darn good ending to a chapter. I hope nobody thinks im going too fast, but nowhere does it show that these two are falling head over heels so i think im going at a pretty decent pace(: Anyway, there will be more Nikolas, more family drama, and more secret meetings with Jack Sparrow in ther next chapter, so please review until then. If you have any questions, concerns, comments, or anything. Please don't hesitate(:
Btw. If anyone wants to know the Theme song, for this story, review and i'll tell ya(:

Adieu.
TheJoker'sGotMyHeart