Ok, here's chapter 1 edited for Jinxeh lol :p i hope its better now. thanks for the advice btw .

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Chapter 1.

"Leeza! Get your lazy arse out of bed and on deck, now! Or I swear I'll throw you overboard! Savvy?"

Elizabeth groaned and forced herself to sit up, rubbing the sleep furiously from her eyes. "Savvy, Jack." She answered, miserably. "I'll be out in a minute."

"You'd better," Jack said before turning and leaving the room.

Leeza looked out the window to her left to see that it was early morning. The darkness of night hadn't yet gone away, but for a small speck of light on the horizon. She got out of bed quickly and studied herself in the mirror.

"What did I do to deserve this?" Leeza asked her reflection.

A sudden banging on the door interrupted her. "Elizabeth, I'm waiting! I don't hear you getting ready in there." Her father's voice came from behind the wooden door.

"I'll be out in a minute." She replied, a little irritated.

Leeza sighed and grabbed some of her dark curly hair. She glanced at the brush on her dresser and decided against brushing her hair, it would just go curly again, anyways, thanks to genetics from her father. Beads were weaved into her hair ever since she was young; Jack did that for her. Leeza remembered how hard he tugged at her hair to do it, and how much it hurt, but Jack would just tell her to suck it up.

The banging came again. "Elizabeth Abigail Sparrow!" He yelled impatiently.

"Bloody hell, father! Can't a girl have some time to herself! Just give me a bloody minute!" Leeza yelled furiously.

Outside the door Jack put his hands up in mock defense. "Sorr-y." He said, shifting cockily to each syllable and wrinkling his nose.

Leeza sighed again, heavily this time, and looked at her reflection for the second time. Everybody always talked about how much she looked like and took after her father, the legendary pirate Jack Sparrow. To find if that was true, she would often stare at her reflection intently, as if trying to bore into her very soul. Her dark chocolate brown eyes staring right back at her, rimmed with kohl, like Jack's. Same shaped face along with many similar features, the same dark hair. The only thing that set them apart was that Leeza had feminine features and she took after her mother in body type. Alcoholism seemed to run in the family, as Leeza did enjoy the occasional (more like daily) rum with her father and friends.

"Look, Leeza. We're really tight for crew members right now, this ship can't be manned by only five people." Jack said, a little more calm now.

"I'll be out soon," She answered, still staring at her reflection intently.

Jack sighed heavily and leaned against the closed door.

Leeza looked around, trying to remember what else she needed, beads jingling softly so only she could hear it. "Ah, I knew I was forgetting something important." She said to herself, taking a few steps towards her bed and lifting her sword and hilt from the bedpost.

Jack grinned to himself as an idea crossed his mind. "Young Mr. Moore is waiting for you," He said, amused. Jack heard quick footsteps striding towards the door, and the door swung open, causing Jack to fall on his rear.

"Sorry. Where's Louis?"

"He's out on deck, like he has been for the past hour or so. How come you only listened to me when I mentioned Mr. Moore. Oh. Wait, apparently you're just 'friends'." Jack grinned, flashing his gold teeth.

Leeza glared, and brushed past him, up the dark staircase to the deck. She squinted her eyes and looked around at all the crewmembers then the slowly lightening sky.

"Finally up, I see." Said a voice from above.

Leeza looked up at her best friend, Louis, who was repairing the right wing sail. She smiled. "I need my beauty sleep," She joked, rolling her eyes.

"Yes, she needs to look absolutely ravishing for a certain friend of hers." Jack said, coming up the stairs from the hull.

Leeza shoved him. "Jack! That's enough! Aren't you supposed to be steering your ship, CAPTAIN?"

Jack gave her a funny look. "You're exactly right, love. I'll get right on that." He said, waltzing over to the helm.

"I'm guessing he's drunk again." Louis commented as they watched the legendary pirate sway and stumble in his steps towards the steering wheel of the ship.

"Most likely, he's always drunk." Leeza replied, shaking her head as her father blinked several times in a row as if trying to clear his vision while focusing on the ocean water in front of him, holding the steering wheel.

Louis and Leeza talked a bit longer until they were interrupted.

"Oy! Aren't you supposed to be at your post, Leeza?" Jack called.

"Yes." She sighed, going to climb the post to the crow's nest.

The morning air blew softly, whipping her hair out of her face, several locks floating gracefully every which way in the air. She breathed the fresh ocean air in deeply and exhaled. This was Leeza's favorite place to be when the sun was setting or rising, which it was right now. Red was burning on the horizon while an orange glow spread out, penetrating the dark night sky.

Suddenly, something else caught her eye on the horizon; a ship, from the looks of it.

"Jack! There's a ship some ways behind us! East wards by the looks of it!" Leeza shouted.

"Don't mind that. Probably just a fisherman." The Captain answered.

Leeza took out the spyglass and looked through it at the ship. "Um, it looks a little too big for a fisher's boat, dad. It could be a ship of the fleet, though if it were, it would be more flashy."

"Don't worry yourself with it, love. This here be the fastest ship in the Caribbean, no matter who owns that ship." Jack laughed.

"Aye." She replied, still suspicious of the gaining ship. She put away the spyglass and turned the other way.

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"Leeza, go tell everyone dinner's ready, will you?" Ana Maria asked her.

"Sure," She responded, climbing the stairs to the deck.

Leeza had been in the kitchen with Ana Maria for about an hour helping her make dinner for the whole crew. It wasn't that hard, they just cooked a great load of vegetables and a great load of whatever meat they were eating that night and bring out a great load of bread and gallons of drinks. These were full grown men they were feeding, of course there would have to be loads of anything being fed to them.

"Dinner time, guys!" Leeza called, ringing the dinner bell.

They all shouted in approval, stopped what they were doing and flooded towards the dining hall.

"What're we eating today, Leeza?" Seamus asked, giving her a hug.

Seamus was nearly nineteen years old, tall with strawberry blonde hair and light orange barely visible freckles on his cheeks. He came from Ireland with boating experience looking for a job and once he met Jack he was almost instantly added to the crew. Never had he planned on being a pirate but the job suited him well and he loved it. Seamus and Leeza got along great, as if he was her older brother and she was his little sister. Hence the reason why Jack treats Seamus like his son.

"Beef, mashed potatoes and you all get some cheese with it too."

"And the drinks?" Seamus inquired.

Leeza smiled and shook her head. Seamus loved his alcohol that was for sure. He was Irish, he could drink anything and still be able to think somewhat clearly. "The usual. Red wine and of course you can get anything else you want to drink from the cellar later on."

Seamus raised his hands in the air in triumph. "Yes! Jamaican rum here I come!"

Leeza laughed and followed him down the stairs. "We have tequila too, you know."

"Oooh, nice. You and Jack gotta get drunk with me again sometime, its been a while." Seamus said.

"Yeah, well we've been busy." Leeza jumped on Seamus' back and he grasped each leg just under her knees. "To the kitchen!" She shouted.

"Yes, ma'am!" Seamus exclaimed starting to jog a bit in the hall towards the kitchen, Leeza laughing the whole way.

"Hi, Jack" Seamus greeted when they reached the kitchen, letting go of Leeza so she could slide down to the ground.

"Seamus, lad! Sit down and play some poker with me before dinner starts. Leeza, go help Ana Maria with the food." Jack waved her off, dealing out two hands of poker as Seamus sat down beside him.

Leeza glared at Jack with her hands on her hips.

"Yeah, woman, go make me a sandwich." Seamus joked, looking at his hand of cards.

Leeza steamed at this. She smacked Seamus upside the head then stomped into the kitchen to help Ana Maria.

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The night was silent and the skies cloudless and full of millions of shining bright twinkling stars.

Jack burped loudly after taking a swig of rum and handed the bottle to Leeza. "You know, we need to visit your mother soon." He commented.

"No, you think? It's only been half a year." Leeza said sarcastically, lifting to bottle to her lips.

Jack seemed to be off in his own world. His hand traveled to a pouch on his belt and he slowly undid the lace, opening the pouch and taking something out.

"Jack?"

"You see this, lass?" Jack said, holding it out to her. "This here's a gift my good friend Bootstrap Bill gave me. Nice, eh?" He smiled.

Leeza looked at the necklace. It was the small ivory carving of a whale, it looked ancient and it hung on a brown string. "Yeah, it's beautiful." She breathed.

Jack nodded and looked back at the necklace in his hand. "He was a great friend, Bootstrap. Probably the greatest friend I ever had." He paused for a moment, staring blankly at the deck of the ship, as if in deep thought.

Leeza remained silent waiting for him to speak again.

"You know, Leeza, I don't think I ever did tell you what happened to old Bootstrap Bill, did I?" Jack inquired casually.

She raised an eyebrow and glanced at the ocean water for a second, then looked back at Jack. "No…"

"Ah, yes, because I always thought you were too young to know. Well, now I think is a good time to tell you what really happened to him."

"O…k…?" Leeza replied.

"Good, well," Jack stopped a moment to clear his throat and shift uneasily, then, continued. "Bootsrap and I we both sailed on this very ship together for many years. Your old man, myself, was Captain way back when."

"You… are the Captain still, Jack." Leeza said slowly, laughing a bit, a little confused and scared Jack had lost both his mind and memory. Must be all the rum, she thought.

Jack waved his hand in the air madly. "No, no, I wasn't always Captain of the Black Pearl, Leeza. There was this man, Barbossa, who sailed under my colors for many years. But we didn't like each other much, you see. So, Barbossa turned all my men against me and that night, there was a mutiny. They marooned me on an island and left me there to die,"

Leeza raised her eyebrows. "But… Bootstrap… he wasn't in on it, was he?" She asked.

"That's exactly what I'm getting at. Bootstrap Bill wasn't too happy with the mutiny and all. So, what they did to him was they strapped him to a cannon and threw him in the ocean to drown."

Leeza gasped. "That's awful." She whispered.

"Yeah," Jack burped, then, kept on talking. "But Barbossa regretted doing it later on when he found out he needed something Bootstrap had."

Leeza looked puzzled. "What was that?"

"The medallion. See, not long after the bastards marooned me on that damn small island, Barbossa took his crew to the island that can't be found except for those who already know where it is, and on this island was the stone chest of Cortés. Eight hundred and eighty-two Aztec gold pieces they stole and they sold them, traded them for food, company, anything and everything. The problem was, the gold was cursed, they didn't believe it till it was too late though, and the gold was already scattered all over the place."

"A curse?" Leeza asked skeptically.

"Elizabeth, love," Jack hiccupped as he leaned over to her. "Don't be so quick to assume it's not true. Because some curses are real. And this one most certainly is. Any man, or woman," he added, "who takes but one piece of gold from that chest will be cursed for eternity, unless they could return all the scatter pieces to the stone chest and repay the blood."

"Repay the blood? How do you do that?" Leeza asked, confused.

"Well," Jack hiccupped again. "The person who took any of the gold has to return it with some of his own blood on it. Any of his children's blood can work too because technically his blood runs in his children's veins."

Leeza nodded. "I see… that's weird." She commented.

Jack looked down and nodded, taking the bottle from her and taking another gulp of rum. "It is. But that's how I met my friend Will. You know, Will Turner, Elizabeth Turner's husband, the lady I named you after. Bootstrap Bill was Will's father. And since he was dead Barbossa needed Will's blood to lift the curse so they could be free again. But I already told you about this adventure… just not the curse…part… thing."

"Ah," Leeza remarked, raising her eyebrows and nodding. "Yeah, you left out just that tiny little detail, Jack."

"Hmm," Jack responded, hiccupping. "That I did. Well, I suppose it's about time for bed, don't you?" He said getting up and handing the rum bottle back to Leeza, looking up at the clouds, which were parting away from the moon.

"Not really, we haven't even finished one rum bottle. Come on, this definitely isn't like you at all." Leeza joked.

Jack looked up at the sky again. "Oh, all right, I'll go get some margaritas from the cellar." Jack said, turning around and jogging towards the hull, glancing up at the sky every couple seconds.

Leeza looked up to see what was so interesting to him. The clouds were parting briefly and some more clouds would soon replace them over the moon in a couple minutes. She closed her eyes and breathed in the cool night air.

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Jack was rumbling around in the wine cellar, the loud clinking of glass filling the room. "Ah! Here we are! The margaritas. Beautiful, just beautiful." He grinned and turned to waltz out of the cellar quietly as possible so as to not wake anyone. "After all this Leeza going to be falling over on her face…"

He trailed off as a high pitch scream resounded in the night air on deck.

Jack paused for a second and dropped the bottles, his eyes going wide.

"Jack! There's a ship! A ship beside us! Someone get the Captain! Jack!" Seamus' voice shouted from his cabin before he came bursting out into the hall.

"… Leeza!" Jack yelled, bolting down the hall, past Seamus and up the stairs.

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The pirates held their hands firmly over her mouth so she couldn't scream or be heard. When she saw Jack come up on deck, looking like he was in a panic, she struggled even harder against her captors.

"Leeza!" Jack called out, frantically.

"Jack! I'm over here! Help!' She wanted to scream.

They were loading her onto the intruding ship, and she struggled to run towards her father. He was looking for her in a crazed effort calling her name over and over again.

One of the pirates stumbled a bit and his hand left her mouth. Blocking another hand from clamping over her mouth, Leeza screamed with all her voice was worth.

"Jack! Help!"

"Shut up!" The pirate who had stumble hissed, covering her mouth again. Another dark skinned pirate tangled his hand in her hair, causing pain that she presumed would probably be increased if she tried anything else.

Jack had immediately seen her, and was struggling through the ropes and obstacles of the deck towards his child.

Seamus came up on deck and called Leeza's name in vain. Still shocked at the scene that had met his eyes he followed Jack towards her.

One of the pirates who had been on board the whole time cut the ropes of grapnels, which had held the two ships together, with a thick blade. The intruding ship sailed off far too quick for Jack to reach it no matter how hard he tried.

The pirates figured the girl had no way to escape, so they let her run to the end of the ship; the closest she could get to Jack.

"Jack!" She whispered desperately, hopeless that she would ever see him again, leaning over the deck and grasping his outstretched hand.

"Leeza!" Jack yelled, desperate to save her.

Their hands slipped out of reach, and she realized there was something Jack had given her in the last moment, but she didn't look at it yet. Her eyes focused on her father's fading figure and Seamus' tall outline as he finally caught up to Jack, tears streaming silently down her cheeks.

When he was swallowed up in the mist, Leeza choked back sobs and looked down at the trinket in her hand.

It was Jack's necklace, the one his friend Bootstrap Bill had given him. She put a hand to her face, trying her best to stifle her crying.

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So yea, there's the chappie, please review and tell me what ya thought :)