Crimson Snow Angel: First Pirates of the Caribbean fanfic, so I'm hoping that this goes well. I've seen the movie five or six times, so I shouldn't have too much trouble keeping people in character, but you never know. This story was kind of built on the backs of a couple of other things, so if you recognize anything, then I'm really sorry. Anyway on with the story!

Disclaimer: I'm only saying this once in the entire story, so listen up, PotC is not mine!

Free, But Never Alone.

Chapter 1: Deirdre.

My name is Deirdre and I'm a private detective. A few years back I was hired to investigate the history of a certain house. I had been down on my luck at the time so I jumped at the job even though it wasn't really my type of thing. I'm a detective not a historian. But I needed the cash, and I got to live in the house for free. It may have been a crap job, but there was no reason to turn down free boarding.

The woman who hired me was an elderly grandmother type with frizzy white hair and slate gray eyes. "It's an old place," she said to me merrily, " and I'm quite interested in its story, but I want to know the truth."

The old house was a manor with a lighthouse that nested on the top of a cliff with nothing but ocean below it. Apparently there was a story in town that the house was haunted by all the sailors that were killed by the cliff's jagged rocks before the lighthouse went up. Now I digress that I was not a superstitious person and I wasn't about to let some spook story keep me from collecting my cash.

The day I moved in was gray and foggy. The foghorn's lonely wail was enough to remind me why I loved the ocean. Out there I could be free, and more importantly alone. Silently I walk through the large entrance gate and up the gravel road, the house barely visible in the thick fog. After about a hundred yards or so the house loomed ominously before me (looking suspiciously like a cross between the house from Casper, and the Adam's Family house,) the old lady waiting before me smiling.

"I hope you can get more use out of this house than I ever did," she chirped. "Here are the keys," she added, handing me a large ring with huge iron keys on it, obviously the house was older than I thought. "And just between you and me, dear, if anything… funny happens perhaps you should get a cat or two. Better safe than sorry!" she laughed. I gave her a weird look, she obviously believed that there were ghosts here, and since cats were the guardians of the underworld, she thought that it would help. I watched her carefully as she disappeared into the fog, wondering how the entire town could be filled with superstitious people. Turning to the large front door I opened it, and walked in determined to prove that it was just a boring old manor DEVOID of anything supernatural. As the door closed behind me there was no way I could've realized that the Deirdre that walked into the manor, would not be the same Deirdre that would walk out.

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Crimson Snow Angel: It was short, but it did set up the premises of this story, so stick with me here, because next chapter we get to see some familiar faces! ^_~ Review please!!

(Hey everybody great news! I was online looking for the DVD release date, when I saw that they're making a PotC sequel and it's going to just about all of the original cast in it!)