Author's Note: This is my first ever story, so please review but don't be too harsh. I worked really hard and I hope you all enjoy it. And please don't forget to review!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or any related characters. I am not, nor will I ever make any money off of them.

Chapter One

Captain Jack Sparrow sat in dirty pub in Tortuga drinking rum. He was in a good mood and was starting to feel the early stages of drunkenness. He drained his mug and was about to signal for another one when he noticed a fight breaking out. Jack grinned, he often found these fights amusing and so enjoyed watching them. When he recognized one of the fighters he grinned even more. Now the rational part of Jack's mind knew this could be serious trouble and he should just stay in the shadows and maybe even leave the pub all together. However contrary to what most people thought of Captain Jack Sparrow, he did think about people other than himself and this guy was getting the stuffing beat out of him.

So Jack got to his feet, admittedly somewhat unsteadily, and walked over to the fight. He soon noticed that his "friend" had picked a fight with a monster of a guy. As the giant pulled his fist back to take another swing Jack grabbed his wrist and said, "That's not very nice." Then he punched the guy in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him. The giant doubled over trying to catch his breath and when he finally regained it and looked back up he found himself staring into Jack's pistol.

"Back away pal, this is none of your business", the giant said in a gruff voice.

"I'm making it my business mate, now I suggest you get out of here", Jack replied in a cold voice.

"Who the hell do ye think ye are?" snarled the giant, "I don't gotta leave 'til I want to."

"Who I am doesn't really matter, what does matter is that you have ten seconds to get outta here," Jack said calmly motioning with his gun. The giant eyed the gun for a few seconds, and then seemed to judge that Jack was serious and left fairly quickly. Jack then turned his attention to the man he had saved. He was very bloody and he stank of alcohol, which suggested he had been drinking heavily. He blinked blearily at Jack as though trying to get him in focus and managed to mutter something that sounded like "Sparrow" before he collapsed. Jack caught him and easily lifted him into his arms and strode toward the door of the pub. As Jack walked people parted out of his way and he walked out of the pub and through the alleys of Tortuga until he reached the docks where his beloved ship The Black Pearl sat waiting for him.

"Who goes there?" came a wary voice from up on the ship.

"Your captain, lower the gangplank" Jack ordered.

"Aye Captain!" came the prompt reply and Jack was let aboard. "Whose that sir?" the pirate asked when he spotted the unconscious man in Jack's arms.

"Is Annamaria onboard?" Jack asked ignoring the question.

"Aye sir, she came back 'bout a hour ago."

"Good, tell her I need her help right away and she's to report to me cabin savvy?" Jack said. The pirate nodded and hurried off to find Annamaria. Jack went to his cabin and laid the unconscious man on his bed. In a few minutes Annamaria showed up and banged on Jack's door.

"Come in luv" Jack called out, "I need yer help."

Annamaria entered and said "What do ye need my-" she stopped abruptly and stared at the bed a moment before saying "What's Commodore Norrington doing here!"