Disclaimer: I don't own Jack Sparrow, Pintel, Ragetti, Mr. Gibbs, Barbossa, or any of the other pirates. But, I do own Madeline Gibbs, Mao Rong Nu, and, well, you'll know.

Oh, and by the way, the format that this has (the Twenty minutes until sundown, ten, five... Ect.), is only for this chapter. It may be a little annoying to some people, and don't worry, it wont be on any other chapters. Enjoy!

Chapter One

Twenty Minutes Until Sundown

The two ships, the Black Pearl (who's owner was the infamous Jack Sparrow) and the Ranger (owned by the horrible, Mao Rong Nu), rocked back and forth beside each other. On both decks, the sounds of gunfire and swords clinking were like nails on a chalkboard. Loud, obvious, and sent chills down one's spine.

Mr. Gibbs stood at the wheel of the Pearl, protecting it from the enemies who were intent of driving the ship into a boulder. Pintel and Ragetti stood back to back aboard the Ranger, protecting each other and killing a man or two. Half of the crew of the Pearl were aboard the Ranger, attacking, and the other half were on the Pearl, protecting.

Gibbs grunted and looked to the sun, almost sun down. "Where is he?"

Jack had to be back with the girl before sunset, or she would trapped on the Ranger forever. Who is she? Madeline. Madeline Gibbs. Mr. Gibbs' daughter, of course. She was a pretty little thing, with much more fire in her than meets the eye. Blonde, loosely curled hair that went down to her waist, green eyes that resembled, in color, a dense rainforest, a slim frame with slight curves at her chest and hips. It was no wonder Mao Rong Nu wanted to marry her. That was the problem, in fact. Mao Rong Nu had given Madeline a potion, that, at sundown, takes affect. What potion? A binding potion. If she didn't leave the ship at sundown, she would be magically forced to stay within 20 feet of Mao Rong Nu forever.

Gibbs stuck his sword into another man, and pulled it out. "Jack! Where the bloody hell are you?"

Meanwhile, Jack was navigating through all of the rooms in the ship. Whispering the name of the lass, Madeline. He tripped and cursed himself for having a bit too much rum before getting on the ship.

Little did he know, that Madeline was locked in Mao Rong Nu's cabin. Madeline dabbed the sweat from her head with a handkerchief. She grimaced, "Any more of this 'ladylike' pretend and some of it might begin to rub off on me." She scratched her head. "Where is Sparrow, he should have been here by now?"

Fifteen Minutes Until Sundown

"Madeline?" Jack hissed, trying not to throw up as he trotted through the halls.

"Over here." he heard come from a room down the hall. He turned on his heals and listened for the voice again. "Jack!" The voice was angry. The run that Jack did towards the door in front of the voice resembled one that you would see on Scooby Doo. He hesitated, doing a jog in place, before letting go.

He pushed into the door. It didn't budge. "Open the door, Madeline."

"Oh, why didn't I think of that?" the voice snapped sarcastically. "It's locked from both sides. Mao has the key. They only key."

Jack grunted, "Wouldn't to make things too easy, now would ya?"

"Hey!" she hissed, "I didn't do anything."

"I know, I know." He pushed again, "Find something to wedge in between the door and the wall."

Ten Minutes Until Sundown

A broom, a crowbar, and six thrown books later, Jack and Madeline were still separated by the door. Jack grunted and grabbed his pistol.

"Stay away from the door." He told Madeline.

"Alright." Madeline moved away from the way of the door, standing by the white, linen bed.

Jack took a deep breath and hoped that no one was around to hear what he was about to do. He made the pistol face the handle.

Nine Minutes Until Sundown

Madeline held in her scream when the handle flew to the wall and fell to the floor. Jacks hand appeared in the hole made by the pistol, where the knob used to be. And tugged in the opposite direction, the door fell easily. He raced into the room and saw Madeline in her white night gown, her sparkling strawberry-blonde hair in a ponytail held by a pink ribbon.

She moved down and began slightly lifting the hem of her floor-length skirt. Jack's heart started pounding in his ears. What was she doing? She reached inside and pulled something from a band around her calf.

Her pistol. She held it professionally and smirked, "Lets get out of here, alright?"

Jack shook his head, trying desperately to focus. He reopened his closed eyes and realized that she was already at the end of the hall. He quickly ran to catch up with her. He turned to corner and saw 5 men with swords and a smirk on their face, they surrounded Jack and Madeline, blocking their only way out.

One of them chuckled, "Are you planning on going somewhere, miss?"

Jack smirked back and pulled Madeline back a little. "You best be lettin' us through, mate."

"Oh?"

7 Minutes Until Sundown

Jack sighed and pulled out his gun, he shot one of them in the head and he fell back. He looked to the other men with a question in his eyes. Who's next? The let up and gave them passage. Jack grabbed Madeline's arm and pulled her up the stairs behind him. "Hurry."

"How much time do we have, Jack?"

He shrugged and continued to run through the second story of the ship.

She grunted, "There was a door right there, what are we doing?"

He ran to a man guarding another door and pulled the pistol out on him. "Strip." he demanded.

Madeline gave him a look but didnt question him.

5 Minutes Until Sundown

She finished pulling up the baggy pants of her disguise and looked to Jack who was off in his own world. She snapped in front of his face and he grunted, "Lets go." They ran to the door and climbed through to the deck. He grabbed her elbow and pulled her through the crowd of of clanking swords and smoking pistols.

4 Minutes Until Sundown

"Follow me." Jack yelled over the noise, as he grabbed onto the ropes and began climbing.

"I'm not daft." Madeline muttered but obeyed, climbing after him. She grabbed a stray rope and tugged. Perfect.

"Perfect." Jack's words mimicked her thoughts. He grabbed onto it and waited for her to grab onto his waist.

3 Minutes Until Sundown

Two men began climbing up the ropes to get to them. Madeline shook her legs around to get them to fall off. They grunted and held on tightly.

Madeline wiped the sweat from her brow. "Bloody-"

She was cut off by the feeling of the wind catching her hair. She looked down, and her and jack were swinging through the air, towards the Black Pearl.

2 Minutes Until Sundown

Jack let go and they landed on the deck. Mr. Gibbs ran up to them and picked up Madeline. "Are you alright?" He asked her as he handed her her fallen sword. She nodded and looked to jack and offered him her help to get up. He denied it and got up by himself.

1 Minute Until Sundown

"Thank you, Captain." Mr. Gibbs said to Jack as he put on his hat.

"Just keep the lass out of trouble, aye?" He grunted as he stomped to his cabin and slammed the door. Before grabbing a bottle of rum from a shelf.

Approximately Sundown

Mao Rong Nu stepped out of Madeline's cabin with a deep set frown on his face. He fell to his knees and screamed,

"SPARROW!"