AN: Ok, this is the first chaptered fic that I will have posted on this website, so please be gentle with me. I am currently in my third & crutial year of university, so please be patient if I don't update as regularly as I probably should due to the amount of work that I'll have to do. This is basically going to be my own version of Pirates of the Caribbean, this prologue starting at the point where Jack is captured near the beginning of the film, but it will then go back in time to what I think happened before then. When the time comes I will be trying to stick as much to the film as possible, but it will be going in other directions due to my OC Evie. I am only going to post the Prologue for now to see what people think & if I should carry on. Unfortunately I don not own anything to do with Pirates of the Caribbean, all of that belongs to Disney. The only thing I do own at the moment is my one OC. So here we go. Enjoy!

Prologue

The torrential rain, which had suddenly appeared and disturbed the day's events, had long since ceased and the orange glow of sunset was now shadowing over the little town of Port Royal. The town was mostly deserted, the majority of guests for the Commodore's promotion ceremony fleeing to the shelter of their homes during the course of the heavy downpour, except for a dozen or so naval officers escorting an unconscious pirate to the prison cells; his legs and feet dragging across the concrete street and the numerous beads in his eccentric hair jangling as they went along. This of course was none other than one Captain Jack Sparrow, famous pirate extraordinaire, although not as wonderful as he was made out to be as of late due to his marooning on a secluded island and the loosing of his beloved ship, The Black Pearl. Now with this unexpected capture, he had definitely seen better days.

Upon reaching their destination, said Captain was pulled into the jail, the officers careful to hit him on every cold stone step down to the cells. Jack suddenly awoke to the sound of a squeaky gate opening as he was pushed into the cell, which unknown to him, already contained the silhouette of another prisoner. The pirate fell to the floor, hitting it hard due to the lack of straw laid upon the ground, the gate shutting with a bang behind him as it was locked.

"This is the beginning of the end for you Sparrow, enjoy it while it lasts!" sneered Gillette from the other side of the cell, the other officers sniggering in the background.

"Oh I wouldn't be so sure of that gentlemen," pondered Jack, "my mind works in mysterious ways. After all, I am Captain Jack Sparrow." The officers laughed harder.

"Even when he's locked up, ready to head to the gallows, he's still proud. Keep dreaming Captain, because the only way you're getting out of here is when you're being dragged to the hangman's noose!" And with that, Gillette and the other officers made their exit, the echo of their laughs trailing behind them.

"Bugger!"

"Well, well, well, if it isn't Captain Jack Sparrow," came the voice of the stranger in the corner, Jack stiffening at the familiarity and the bitterness of her tone, "looks like you're luck is about as good as mine these days." A sarcastic laugh left her lips as Jack turned around to face the figure from his past.

"Evangeline...a pleasure as always!"

So, what did you all think? Should I carry on with it. Please review & I will hopefully update soon! Thank you! :)