A/N: Okay, this is my POTC cross over fic...if you read, review and like it, I'm working on the sequel...that's also a LOTR crossover.

peace, love and lipgloss,

Mlle. Fox

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Labyrinth

Chapter One

All of Port Royal was there for the wedding of the year. Governor Weatherby Swann's precious daughter Elizabeth, with the honey colored hair and light sandy eyes and pouty lips, was marrying William Turner, a handsome dashing young man with shoulder length brown hair, neat little mustache and warm brown eyes. He was just the town's blacksmith apprentice last year. But after the famous adventure where he rescued Elizabeth from the clutches of undead pirates with the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow's aid, he not only had enough commissions to open his own smithy, he had enough fame to appeal to those in polite society who begged to hear the tale at every engagement party. The Governor never thought him to be a bad match for his daughter seeing as how he was such an upstanding young man. At first he had been worried about their financial situation, but when Will became known as the finest sword-smith in the Caribbean, his doubts soon subsided. Governor Swann was so excited for this union, that he did something for the wedding completely unexpected.

"You hired traveling players to entertain us?" asked Elizabeth as she stood by her new husband, her eyes wide with delighted shock when they entered the ballroom for the reception. As jugglers juggled, fire eaters ate, and clowns danced, the Governor, deck out in satin, brocade and his finest wig chuckled and said,

"Well surely I'm entitled to an act of whimsy now and again?" Elizabeth smiled as Will said,

"Governor you surely have outdone yourself!"

"Will, you must start calling me Father. We are family and all you know." said the Governor wagging a finger at Will.

"My apologies…Father." said Will.

"I just wish you had some family or friends of your own blood here Will. You know I even considered inviting Jack Sparrow just because I know how much you admired him? But since he is a pirate it would not prove prudent wouldn't you say?" said Swann as Will and Elizabeth exchanged a look. Yes what about Captain Jack Sparrow? They had not seen hide nor hair of him since he sailed into the sunset last year. Commodore Norrington was still trying to catch him, but it proved to be folly. They heard stories of course. Jack Sparrow had sacked nine Spanish flagships, four Dutch merchants, and three English. All without firing more than a warning shot. He had escaped the East India Trading Company again, and apparently had an encounter with some Indians in the American colonies.

Suddenly a clown stood on a chair and shouted,

"Ladies and Gentlefolk! Madams and Mesuirs! It is my great pleasure to introduce to you a gem of magic! A mystery of beauty! The one! The only! JEZEBEL!" The candlelight flickered causing all the applauding audience to murmur but when they saw a slender curvy figure by the fireplace they settled into reverent silence. The figure held up a crystal ball only three inches in diameter. Then as if by magic, the ball shifted and rolled back and forth form the top of her hand to her palm. The ball danced on her fingertips before she flicked her wrist and a second ball joined in the fun. The audience gasped. This dance went on for several minutes until four balls were twirling and spinning in her hand. She transferred the whole collection back and forth from one hand to another smoothly like liquid. Then she waved her other hand over the pile and all four balls vanished into thin air. She bowed as the audience exploded with applause. Governor Swann, still clapping walked forward to the young woman. Unbeknownst to all present, a lone figure stood in the shadows of the bay windows clapping as well. The beads in his hair clinked and jangled as his dark kohl rimmed eyes followed the Turners as they walked forward as well.

'She looks lovely in white.' he mused. 'Can't say the same for dear William.' Then his eyes went up and down the figure of the girl magician. She looked fairly young but she had an old wise spirit about her. She had long flowing hair cut in curled layers to her waist. Her face was fine porcelain, her lips red roses in an ever present smirk, and her cheekbones slightly high. But then he noticed her eyes. Something was off. Why, one was brown and the other was violet! Very odd. Nice figure though.

"My dear Miss Jezebel! What a marvelous performance! How on earth do you do that?" asked the Governor. She simply widened her playful smirk and said,

"Magic, Governor. Magic!" The Governor laughed as Elizabeth said,

"Thank you so much for the performance Miss Jezebel. My husband and I enjoyed it."

"Well Mrs. Turner. I wish you and Mr. Turner every happiness on your marriage. And please…" She flicked her wrist and produced a crystal ball much to everyone's delight.

"Take this as a token of my esteem, and a wedding present. If you turn it to the right, it will show you your dreams." Jezebel said handing Elizabeth the ball. Elizabeth's smile widened when she took the crystal. Will noticed her necklace and asked,

"Miss Jezebel? Where did you get that curious necklace? It's of excellent workmanship. And I'm not sure if I've ever seen that kind of metal before." Jezebel fingered the silver pendent in the shape of a sickle and said,

"Family heirloom, Mr. Turner. Very old and very valuable. My brother has an identical one. "

"Brother?" said Will.

"My older brother Jareth. You could say he too is also a 'magician'. But he also holds a 'government' job, back home." said Jezebel.

"Really? And where might home be, Miss?" asked Swann. She smiled playfully again.

"Where fairies fly, riddles are born and where goblins dance." All three of her listeners laughed as the figure in the shadows was about to go. Suddenly, he came face to face with the edge of a pistol.

"Governor Swann!" shouted a stern voice.

"Yes Commodore Norrington?" asked Swann turning towards the voice. But he frowned when he saw the Commodore march Captain Jack Sparrow at gunpoint towards them with his hands up in surrender. Ladies fainted, and men murmured angrily.

"JACK!" cried Will and Elizabeth.

"William. Elizabeth. Salutations and many happy returns on this joyful day!" nodded Jack.

"Silence!" ordered Norrington.

"Commodore, I'm not sure bringing Captain Sparrow through the house was the proper course." said Swann.

"Unfortunately Governor I had no choice. Forgive me but with the wedding blocking the side yards, there was no other way to get to the front where my carriage is."

"Well take him out quickly! We're trying to have a wedding here!" ordered Swann.

"Weddings? I love weddings! Drinks all around!" cried Sparrow. All but one glared at him. That one turned out to be the mysterious lady magician laughing continuously.

"Oh let him stay Governor! He sounds like he's good for a few laughs!" said Jezebel. Jack eyed her.

"Are you mocking me Milady?"

"What makes you say that?" she asked.

"Your beautiful eyes are laughing at me." he said smoothly. She smirked.

"Where I come from, a lot of eyes would laugh at you."

"Miss, this is not entirely a proper time to be cavorting with a Pirate!" said Norrington.

"Well, I say it is. And I'll let you know when it isn't, Commodore." she said with a regal air. All stood in shock. The Governor was flabbergasted, opening and closing his mouth at feeble attempts to speak. Ignoring the open jaws, she stepped forward and said,

"Would you like to get out of here Captain Sparrow?" Cautious, he said,

"And what would you profit from it Milady?"

"The thrill of doing something wicked." she smirked. He said,

"Fine, get me out of here." She grinned,

"Just walk out the door and go!"

"How can I do that with the Good Commodore pointing a gun at me?" he said raising his eyebrows.

"Well since the Good Commodore is frozen in time, that's not a problem." she said crossing her arms. Confused, Jack looked behind him. In shock, he saw Norrington as stiff as a statue. He looked around at everyone else. They too were locked in place. He turned back to her and asked nervously,

"What are you?"

"Magic." she simply stated.

"Why are you doing this?" he asked. She shrugged.

"Mortals always entertain me. I find you amusing. So you should go on to be more amusing to someone else." she said.

"Many think I'm daft, but not amusing, Milady." he said.

"Then they're missing out on a few good laughs." she said.

"So you think me a fool? A joke to be laughed at?" he asked with a hint of anger.

"If the boot fits. Don't let your pride rule your judgment Captain. Now If I were you, I'd get going." she said pointing to the door. Instead he stepped forward and said seductively and dangerously,

"And if I don't?"

"You don't want to challenge me, Captain. You'd never win." she stated. He grinned and said,

"Catch me if you can Luv." Then he stepped away and walked out the door. She blinked for a minute before waving a hand. Instantly, all the guests forgot that Captain Jack Sparrow was even there. All except Jezebel of course.

"That's curious. I felt like I just missed something." said Elizabeth.

"Miss Jezebel? Where did your pendant go? It was there a moment ago." said Will. Jezebel looked down to her blue and green bodice. Noticing the empty spot, she looked up and said to herself,

"Bad move Captain. Funny, but bad move!"

"I'm sorry what was that?" asked Swann straining to hear her. She smiled sweetly and said,

"If you'll excuse me Governor, there's someone I must go catch." Before she walked out Elizabeth asked,

"Why?" She turned back and smiled,

"Because he challenged me to. Good day."

&&&

The Black Pearl slipped away quickly from Port Royal at full sail with her back to the wind. Jezebel stood alone on the docks with her hair whipping about her face as she watched the ship leave.

"Leaving so soon Captain?" she muttered to the wind. Her cloak danced around her body until she was gone and in her place a fierce looking hawk with gold and brown feathers and one brown and one violet eye. The hawk took to the air with a screech rising high into the wind and flying towards the dark mahogany ship. Captain Sparrow fingered his newly acquired pendant as he steered his ship with mastery and skill. Then he remembered the beautiful previous owner and grinned. He almost felt guilty. After all she had gotten him out of there. So what if she knew a little magic? No one laughs at Captain Jack Sparrow and gets away with it.

"Blast ye ya Devil!" cried a voice below. Jack looked down at the deck and saw his crew ducking and diving from the attacks of a brown hawk. Sighing, he tied up the helm and stepped down the ladder to join his crew preparing his pistol to just shoot the stupid bird. But as he walked closer and prepared to fire, the bird backed off and a huge gust of wind rushed about the deck causing Jack and his crewmates to cover their eyes. The hawk screeched one last time and then the flapping of wings was gone. Jack lowered his arms and stood there in shock as his crew gasped all around him. There was the lady magician! Her hair flowed behind her as she faced the wind. Instead of the blue and green gown she had worn to the party, now she stood in a curve hugging, brown leather pantsuit with matching gloves and boots. Her cape was made of strips of brown and gold leather, as well as a few feathers here and there. She smiled wickedly as she said,

"Captain Sparrow. I believe you have something that belongs to me?" Behind him, Anamaria, a pretty, skinny black woman hit Jack's shoulder and hissed,

"What did you do?" He looked at her confused before turning back to the uninvited quest.

"I'm not sure what you're referring to Milady." he said while trying to pull a cocky grin.

"My pendant Captain. I want my pendant back." said Jezebel holding out her palm.

"Jack are you daft? Stealing from a witch? That's got to be bad luck!" said Gibbs by his side.

"I'm afraid it's worst luck than that sir. For I am no witch, but a Fae enchantress. Ten times more powerful than any witch of Satan's. Now Captain Sparrow, are you going to return my pendant or not?" said Jezebel.

"And what if I don't?" asked Jack.

"Then not only have you insulted a Fae enchantress, but a member of the Royal Court of the Underground. For I am Princess Jezebel Minerva Alexis, daughter of the late King and Queen of the Underground and great Fae Kingdom and sister to his Royal Highness Jareth, King of the Goblins, ruler of the Underground, Caretaker of the Labyrinth and Head of the Fae Clan. And as by the rules of magic, you must return to me my family crest and apologize to my brother and to me formally for insulting me." said Jezebel.

"Or else?" asked Jack. She smiled and stepped forward towards Jack who stood his ground while the rest of his crew backed up.

"Or else…I'm going to make you wish you had never been born!" she whispered in his ear. The crew began to mutter and protest when Jack lifted up a hand and said,

"Your highness, I'm disinclined to your request!" She furrowed her brows in anger.

"Means no." said Jack. She flipped her cape back and walked away. Turning back towards him, she said,

"Very well. Your choice Captain. Hmm. What a pity! But I'm curious. What makes you think you can challenge me?"

"I'm not about to roll over and drool for a stuck up royal snob. So defy you I must." said Jack trying to keep calm.

"Really?" Then she waved both hands producing a crystal ball. Holding it up, she said,

"Defy this!" Then she threw the ball over board and into the horizon. A cloud of thunder broke, lightning crashed and the waves became rough. Then, a huge funnel cloud came down from the sky and was headed straight towards the Pearl.

"Batten down the hatches!" shouted Jack as his crew scrambled about.

"What a pity…" echoed Jezebel's voice as Jack looked over his shoulder on his way back up towards the helm to see her vanish into thin air.

The storm was rough and violent and seemed to follow them wherever they went. North, east, south, west. It didn't matter. And the whole time they fought the storm, Jack swore he heard Jezebel's taunting voice sing,

'All at sea again
And now my hurricanes have brought down this ocean rain
To bathe me again
My ship's a sail
Can you hear its tender frame
Screaming from beneath the waves
Screaming from beneath the waves

All hands on deck at dawn
Sailing to sadder shores
Your port in my heavy storms
Harbours the blackest thoughts

I'm at sea again
And now your hurricanes have brought down this ocean rain
To bathe me again
My ship's a sail
Can you hear its tender frame
Screaming from beneath the waves
Screaming from beneath the waves...

All hands on deck at dawn
Sailing to sadder shores

Your port in my heavy storms
Harbours the blackest thoughts

All hands on deck at dawn
Sailing to sadder shores
Your port in my heavy storms
Harbours the blackest thoughts

All at sea again
And now my hurricanes have brought down this ocean rain
To bathe me again
My ship's a sail
Hear its tender frame
Screaming from beneath the waves
Screaming from beneath your waves
Screaming from beneath the waves
Screaming from beneath the waves

All hands on deck at dawn
Sailing to sadder shores
Your port in my heavy storms
Harbours the blackest thoughts

HA HA HA HA HAA!'

&&&

The storm followed the Black Pearl around for a month. That is how long it took for them to reach Tortuga. And when they finally pulled in the storm raged on over the island causing the usually bustling party outdoors to be taken inside. Jack and his first mate Joshamee Gibbs and Anamaria came in from the storm soaking wet. A prostitute by the name of Scarlet walked up to them and said,

"My, look what the cat done drug in!" Jack smiled at the redhead,

"Scarlet, how much to warm an old friend's bones aye?"

"Not enough I'm afraid." said Scarlet dryly. Jack looked at her confused.

"I'm not following, Luv."

"I hear tell you and your mates have had a run in with a witch who's placed a curse on you." said Scarlet as Jack looked dryly at Gibbs who shrugged.

"Since I don't want no part of a curse, I'll have to just send ye some rum and bid you good day." continued Scarlet with a flick of her hair. Jack stepped forward a little and said,

"But Scarlet!" Defeated, Jack watched her form vanish into the crowd.

"Blast it Jack! Why don't you just give that Jezebel her necklace back and apologize!" said Gibbs as he pulled Jack by the arm to a small wooden table. Anamaria pushed aside a sleeping drunk from his chair and sat down.

"Because it's the principle of the thing! Take what you can and give nothing back! Besides, you weren't there! She insulted me first by thinking I was a fool!" argued Jack.

"Gee, I wonder where she got that idea?" asked Anamaria sarcastically. Jack glared at her and said,

"If you two are just going to keep nagging at me all night, I'll just find another table, Savvy?" And with that, Jack stood back up and walked away. Anamaria was about to call him back when Gibbs touched her arm and said,

"Leave him be lassie. He needs a little peace right now!" Jack sat down in the corner of the bar in a secluded booth. The shadows were a sharp contrast to what light lay around him. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a curvy figure sashay over to him. Without looking up, he said,

"Not afraid of curses are you darling? 'Cause with my luck it'd be a miracle if we got upstairs in one piece."

"Oh come now Captain. My little storm is hardly a curse…" Jack looked up at the owner of the too familiar voice. He saw Jezebel with her hand on her hip in a provocative and very low cut dress similar to that a normal prostitute would wear to work. Tattered, worn, and leaving little to the imagination. The only difference, was gold glitter covered every tatered edge.

"Nice dress." said Jack. She sat down opposite from him and said,

"You know what would go perfect with this dress?"

"You not wearing it?" offered Jack. She smiled and reached over the table to finger the pendant.

"My family crest!" she said. Pulling it out of her fingers, Jack said,

"If you're so powerful why don't you just take it?" She shrugged,

"Maybe if you were a Fae or a wizard. But seeing as to how you're a mortal, no can do. The rules of magic stated a long time ago that no magic being could take something from a non magic being."

"Rules of Magic?" asked Jack.

"As set down by the early courts. Sort of like your pirate's code." she said waving a hand.

"Ah, but the code is more guidelines than actual rules, Savvy?" said Jack. She leaned forward,

"Yes. But magic without rules is too wild. Too powerful. The rules keep raw magic subdued so no one gets hurt."

"Is that a guideline reserved just for magic, or do you use it in relations to the opposite sex as well?" asked Jack slyly.

"My dear Captain. What a Fae is restricted in the realm of magic, she makes up for when she's in love." said Jezebel slowly. Jack raised his eyebrows at this and said,

"Who said anything about love darling?"

"A Fae can only give their heart away to the first person they kiss. And it is only after they give away their heart, can they give away their bodies."

"And then?" asked Jack trying not to sound to edger to hear the answer. She smirked,

"Then the person in love with said Fae gets a wild ride." Jack gulped. He allowed himself an image of the beautiful enchantress and her wild ride before shaking the thought from his head. He couldn't think of her that way. She was his enemy! So what if that every time he thought of or looked at those mismatched eyes of hers, the word 'beautiful' came to mind?

"So are you going to give me my pendant or not?" she asked. He looked at her and said,

"Milady, I think not. No one tells me what to do and no one plays me the fool Savvy? Especially spoiled princess brats!" Clearly angry now, she stood up and leaned over the table. Jack allowed one quick peek down her chest before looking up at the Fae, who said,

"All right. I tried to be nice and give you an opportunity to just return my necklace with a quick, 'I'm Sorry.' But since you refuse you stubborn oaf you leave me no choice. No more Miss Nice Fae. The next time we see each other, I will have my family crest back and you shall return to the Labyrinth with me to apologize. And you will be punished for your insolence. In the meantime, I think I will leave you with a little curse to remind you that I'll be coming back for you soon."

"What?" asked Jack blinking. She straightened up and said,

"Scared Captain?" Angered now, Jack stood up and stared her down,

"Never."

"You will be." she said before fading away. Jack looked around and then said,

"Curse? Yeah right. What can she do?" Then a large portly man with a peg leg burst in with an old musket.

"SPARROW!" he roared. A girl ran in behind him, very pregnant and pleading,

"DANNY DARLING I SWEAR JACK'S NOT THE FATHER!"

"THAT GIRL AT THE DOCK SAID HE WAS! THAT GIRL WITH THE MISMATCHED EYES!" he said scanning the room.

"Cripes!" mumbled Jack to himself as the man cocked the gun and aimed in Jack's general direction. The gun fired off as Jack hit the dirt. Scrambling to get away Jack said to himself,

"This just ain't me bloody day!"