A/N: Hi everyone! This is my first Pirates fic. I saw Pirates in theaters and loved it. When it came out on DVD I got it as soon as I could and have watched it every day since, so I hope you enjoy!

Two years ago, she had been one of the most fearsome ships in the Caribbean. She would strike ports in the mist of night and steal riches from family's homes and disappear in the dawn of morning. It was said that ship's captain, Jack Sparrow, was a man that was unable to be caught and the members of the crew were even more mysterious than the captain, but the ship; she had more stories to tell than the sailors who told them.

            Her sails were thick and a glossy black that blended into the fall of night. The infamous skull head and crossed swords blew from her tallest mast that scared even the bravest sailors away from her presence. No ship in the Caribbean had her speed, her elegance, or her power.

            Now she lay anchored four hundred feet from an old pirate's cove. Her sails rolled up and her black skull flag blowing frantically in the wind. The crew was not to be seen above or below her decks nor the captain at the helm. Her course stood unmoved for days that turned to weeks and finally months. There was neither word nor whisper from her mysterious crew or captain. Stories and legends of her sailing days ceased to be told. At last her once feared flag freed itself from its strangling mast and landed at the surface of the water. Slowly it sunk beneath the water's surface, it's white skull head glowing all the while.