A/N: ok this story is a present to my sister, she had the idea for the OCs. Forgive me if some characters are OOC. Oh yeah and these (#) are foot notes. Also this mostly takes place in a Italian Caribbean colony for argument sack lets call it Haiti. also I already posted the first chap(this one) under Goddess of the Imaginary Light but that disabled and I have the second chap so hey whatever

Disclaimer: I own nothing, truly nothing not even myself, i traded myself in to slavery for a cookie, which i didn't get. So our good friends at Disney own must everything that sounds like you might know it, and the OCs have a will of their own.

PIRATES LIFE FOR ME

Chap 1- Hey Yah:

Jack was screwed. He was in deep trouble this time. He had been captured. The Pearl was gone, for good this time it was sunken, at the bottom of the sea, those of his crew who hadn't drowned, were ta be hung with him. And this time he didn't have Will and his rash hero idea ta get him out. "damn it Will where 're ya when i need ye." Jack cursed to his cell walls. He lay sprawled out on the floor of said cell, so lost it his musings, he didn't hear the soft footfall till the finely classed women stood in front of his cell. "Jack Sparrow i presume." she questioned "Cap'n Jack Sparrow, if ya please. And may inquire as to your name milady." Jack slurred. "Anabella Cassio." "that's a lovely name, for a lovely lady." he said supporting his weigh on the bars, he had added the last part to flatter the young women, maybe she could somehow get him out, not that she wasn't beautiful, no she was gorgeous. He just decided that this women, this Anabella, was, for some risen, his way out.

Anabella had light brown hair that shimmered golden red in the sun light that flooded the cells. She was short, maybe just over 5'2''. Her face was thin and tanned by much time in the tropical sun, she must have spent many years on this island, she might have even been born. Judging by her appearance she couldn't have been more that sixteen, but she was still beautiful, despite her 'age'. She had a thin stomach that was pulled flat by a way too tight corset, she wore a white and pastel pink gown. And her melodic Italian accent only help to increase her beauty. But the thought that seemed most present in his mind was 'she looks some what familiar.'

"So lass, 'ow old 're ye?" Jack asked trying to make small talk with his possible savior. "look Sparrow i do not have time for idle chit-chat, but if you must know, i'm 23." she answered sounding like she was in a hurry. "well then, lass, what is it ye come to talk about." "Do you happen to know a young female pirate named Maria Cassio? she would be about 18 years of age have dark brown w-" "YES know her, Little Mary Contrarie." Jack shouted happily. Gaining his composer again he asked "how do you know little Mary?" "Maria is my little sister" Anabella anwser. Suddenly Jack got very happy once more. "I KNEW YA LOOKED FAMILIAR. Ya look just like yer baby sis." he said "and how do you know Maria?" Anabella inquired, sitting down on the bench across from his cell. "I met Mary 'bout... nine months 'go, in Tortuga. She said that she was on a 'hiatus' whatever that is." she let out a small laugh. "Sounds like Maria. Captain Sparrow?" "yes" by this time Jack was sitting cross-legged on the floor of his cell. "I may be able to get you your freedom" "really!" "yes."

Meanwhile in Port Royal...

A young Italian women bursts threw the door of the local blacksmith. "WILLIAM" she shouted at the top of her lungs. Causing the young(A/N: and handsome and sexy and ...) blacksmith, presumably William, to drop the mallet he had been hammering with, just barely missing his toes. "what is it Maria? Can't you see i'm busy." he retrieved the mallet from the floor and started hammering the sword he had been working on. "Jacks in trouble, come on we have to GO!" she said pulling on his arm. "Jacks always in trouble Maria." he stated plainly shacking off her arm. "but this time he needs us to save him. Com' on let get going!" "I saved him the last time, it's your turn." "No Will i need your help." Will had finally stopped hammering the sword and turned to face the young lady.

She was exactly the same as she had had been nine months ago, when Elizabeth had all but dragged him out of the pub in Tortuga. Her hair was dark brown, almost black, and had shimmering blonde highlights, which she had pulled back in a lose ponytail. Her face was slightly puffy which get her a look of pure innocents. She was maybe 5'4'', which still made her small compared to Will. In the week and a half Will spent in her company, he had never once seen her wear a dress, skirt or any thing even remotely feminine, yet what she wore fit her body perfectly with an roomy overcoat to top it off, like every else about her, it was unchanged. Will noticed that he seemed stuck on the fact that she had no changed, and he knew it was because so much in his own life had changed so quickly. he had freaked out two weeks before his wedding to Elizabeth. So he run off and found Jack in Tortuga. When he had returned to Port Royal he married Elizabeth, and she was due to give birth any day now.

"Maria, i'm married now, i'm about to be a father, i can't go running off whenever i want. Look you go save Jack and... and tell me how it went." he suggested. "no William, the island where he's being kept, their looking for me there, i can't go alone." she said a bit shaky "well, of course your not alone, you had to talk someone in to taking you." "William, don't you know i have my own boat, it's just no one on the crew will go ashore with me. So will you come?" Will let his eyes drop to the floor 'Elizabeth is gonna kill me' he thought before asking her. "Fine." she squealed happly and jumped up and down before grabbing his arm pulling him. "i need to tell Elizabeth first" he protested. "No time, We'll just leave her a note." Maria pulled a piece of kohl out of her pocket and wrote on the wall of the shop: 'ELIZABETH, DEAREST WILLIAM IS WITH ME HELPING A FRIEND. I PROMISE TO RETURN HIM. TRULY YOURS, MARIA.' "ok lets go" she said and pulled him out of the shop.

TBC

ok there will be more if you like it or not. Mwhahahahahahahaha. Oh and your probably wondering why the first Chapters called Hey Yah, well i had that song stuck in my head when i was writing this.