Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of their characters, so I tried calling Jerry Bruckheimer and asked if I could own Jack. He said no, but asked to own Eloise. I said no! XD

Third Person:

Eloise stirred slightly causing all the men to rush over by her bedside. The crew was motioned to step backwards by their captains, but was too excited to comply. She sat up slowly and fell backwards onto Jack's pillow because said man pushed her down.

All of the pirates in the room held their breath waiting for her to open her eyes.

She mumbled a few words. Most of the men in the Captain's Quarters couldn't make them out. Only three men knew for sure what they heard.

"Will… Will," Jack Sparrow, Hector Barbossa, and Joshamee Gibbs were positive this was what she mumbled. Then her eyes opened and she mumbled this more. Her eyes closed again as she went back into unconsciousness for just a moment more.

Eloise's POV

I woke up in a slightly hard bed knowing it was my father's. It has been the second time today I've fainted. The second time in my life, too. I tried to sit up but was pushed back down. By who, I don't know, but I landed with a thud on the squishiest pillow ever. It smelled of rum.

I was mostly out of it and don't remember much. I do remember mumbling something. I don't quite recall what it was….

I slowly opened my eyes and saw three familiar faces. Jack, Gibbs, and the Barbossa guy were closest and crowding the room was a large group of men. Most likely pirates.

I closed them about to slip away again, but then I sat up bolt right. I needed to talk to someone. If I talked to Gibbs or Jack I was sure they would say things they didn't mean. If I wanted the truth I would talk to Barbossa. Of course he wouldn't want me to stay and I knew I did want to. I don't think any of these men knew about the curse so I couldn't tell them.

And another thing was bothering me, too. What about Will? I know he lives alone so maybe he could come. I would have to come clean with him first. I don't think we were good enough friends to even see each other again.

"El, are you all righ'? That was quite a fall," Gibbs was the first to speak and Jack pushed me down. I sat up again.

"What happened?" I asked, totally unfazed by what had happened.

"We should talk about that when it's a little more… ah… private, savvy?" Father said as a cue for everyone to leave the room. Of course, Gibbs and Barbossa stayed.

"Did you already know? Is that why you left?" I turned to Jack the anger ready to spew out. He better say no.

"No," he replied simply. Relief washed over me. To learn that my own father didn't love me would be terrifying. I wonder if that's what happened to Will. Will, Will, Will! That's all I ever think about these days!

I shook my head as if to get rid of all the bad thoughts rattling around causing me pain. No. That pain was coming from somewhere else. Not my mind. It was all over my body. Oh no! I was transforming! What the? My eyes were hazy from the pain, but I could still see it was day outside. Last night was the full moon anyway.

Was I going to be a cat forever? Or was this because I was stressed? This once happened before. It was after father was leaving. I turned into a cat. I stayed that way for three days. THREE DAYS!

"I'll be right back," I said with a feline accent. I bolted out the door. I saw that none of them tried to follow. As I dashed onto the main deck no one seemed at all surprised to see a cat lurking around their feet. I couldn't find the plank, so I just jumped onto the rail and jumped onto the unusually long deck. You know how people say cat's always land on their feet? It's the opposite for me.

*

"Hello there, young feline," the gypsy greeted me as a cat in her heavy accent, "Would you like some fresh milk?"

Without waiting for an answer she placed a brown clay saucer in front of me filled with goat milk. I lapped it up quickly. Even though I'm a human, I have many cat instincts. I haven't had fresh milk in a really long time and this was really delightful.

She was sitting at a table watching me very closely. When my small, cat stomach was full I hopped onto the table so I was on the opposite end of her.

"Do you know anyone who can break a curse?"

"First, you must seek out help. A ship, a crew, and a captain will not do. No, you need friends as well," I thought of Will. Yes now I have to take him.

"Travel to Port Royal and seek out the help of Elizabeth Turner." Turner? Hmm…

"Be careful! Port Royal is a city protected by the king's guards! Once you find Mrs. Turner you must sail to the island that can never be found except by the people who know where it is. There will be someone waiting. Talk to her," she grabbed me, "She will lift the curse. Oh, another thing. If you do this right, you may end up lifting a different curse and have another bestowed upon you!" She lowered her voice to a whisper, "The curse… of love!"

I ran out of the shack. If Elizabeth was to help me I should want to bring Will. Why would he be living here instead of with her? I would rather be with my mother than live alone.

Still in cat form I ran to the edge of the one-acre woods that existed in Tortuga. The rest of the land was taverns, stores, and inns. I saw a small shack. I knew it was Will's. Hoping he would be in there I scratched on the door and it opened by itself. He was sitting at a little desk in front of the only window. I crept over and jumped onto the desk, only scratching it a little.

"Where did you come from?" He asked a little shocked to see me. I jerked my head in the direction of the door.

"You… can understand me?" I forgot I was cat. I nodded yes.

He just sat there dumbfounded. Mentally rolling my eyes I pawed at him and started walking to the door. When I got there I looked back to see if he was behind or not. He was still at the desk.

"D-do you want me to… follow you?" What an obvious question! Of course, you dummy! I didn't dare say a word so instead I just nodded my head.

He got up to follow me out the door. I led him to the ridiculously long dock and onto the Black Pearl. I started to walk onto the plank connecting it to the wood we were standing on, but Will didn't follow. I whispered loud enough so he could here, "Follow the cat," in the most quiet, mystical voice I had. I made sure he had no idea I said it!

He walked forward and I led him into Jack's quarters. Jack, Gibbs, and the Barbossa guy were all sitting at a table and from the looks of it, were watching the door for my return.

"Eloise!" They all yelled and stood up at the same time.

"Yes, yes. It's me," I replied nonchalantly.

Will just looked at us as if we had each grown another head. Or as if he had just seen a talking cat and three pirates and the cat was really this girl he met the day before and the pirates thought it was normal the cat was talking, but he only found the pirates because the cat led him to them. Maybe it was the latter.

"Oy, you, boy," Jack motioned to him, "who are ye?"

"That's William Turner the Third. You saved his dad's life," I replied with a wave of my paw. I was currently sitting on the tabled trying to pour rum onto a saucer. Yeah, it was pretty hard cause I had no opposable thumbas.

Jack just stared wide-eyed. So did Barbossa.

"Anyway," I shouted to break the tension, "back to me! Hello! Cat!"

They turned to look at me.

"I know how to break the curse, but we need to pick up someone on the way. Will," I stated turning to him, "We are going to sail this ship to Port Royal to pick up your mom, Elizabeth."

"Wait, who gave you permission to captain this ship? There's already enough captains," Jack protested.

"Want me to be a cat forever?"

"Erm, no."

"That was the permission right there!"

See that? Now you know I'm a pirate. Plus I just got the um into the saucer and was happily lapping it up.

"Then we have to go to some 'island that can't be found except by those who know where it is'. That's all I got as far as a heading."

Jack and Barbossa both looked at each other.

"Would someone tell me what's going on?" Will asked. He was sitting in a chair holding his head. Poor William.

"This is going to take a while," I stated so we all sat down to start explaining. Even though I did most of the talking.