A/N: Well… the majority ruled that I should write a few more chapters of this story so here I am! Also you guys gave me such great ideas and I just want to thank you so much for that. If it seems like the story switches perspectives… lets say from first person to third person… don't worry. It's supposed to be that way.

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean… despite how much I wish I did…

Jack's Hat: A Story for the Ages

The finding of the compass

Oh, look! It's you again! Well sit on down and have another bottle of rum with me. No I am not drinking too much… look I can count how many fingers you have on your little pinkie… you have ten fingers on that finger. Stop your bellyaching… you're under Jack Sparrow's command and under his little flag so you're going to have to shut that ungrateful, ever gaping, rum ridden, sea urchin sprouting mouth of yers. If you say anything else Jack won't finish his story! Now where in the name of rum was he… ah yes.

I be walking down the side of the river… much like this… yes I did even do the staggering thingy. Anyhow, I was walking along when suddenly I see several sea turtles on the river bank… just waddling along with nothing to do. So I, being the ever great and generous Captain Jack, decided that I would give the poor blokes something to do. So I took some rope, rounded up the little scoundrels, and tied them to my feet.

No I do not have an obsession with sea turtles. Where did I get the rope? Well Captain Jack plucked all the little hairs off his hair back and tied the hairs together to make a rope. No I am not delusional… just a little drunk. Where did the turtles come from? Weren't you listening at all mate? They came from the sea… Jack told you that already! Now… Ahem… back to the story…

The little turtles made their way down the river… really for turtles they moved quite quickly. I nodded off a few times meself… the hat stayed wide awake though to keep watch. So after a while… I the sea turtles stop so I open me eyes to see what was the cause of the stopping. It was then that I noticed that, 1) it was already nighttime and 2) there were a bunch of shacks up in the water. I guess the heat did something to me cause I passed out with me feet still tied to the turtles and everything.

I woke up to rum being splashed in my face and my eyes saw the odd room I was in. It was filled with all sorts of… creepy crawly things… I thought that maybe I was in some sort of hell. Well it turned out I was because then I met… her. Her face popped out of nowhere and I was forced to gaze upon… black disgusting teeth, wild hair, and tattoos marring this dark female face. It was terrifying… Jack never wanted to open his eyes again. It was then that I noticed she was holding a bottle of half empty rum… and I forgot for a moment where I was.

You see… rum has this delightful affect on people. You see it and all you can think about is how wonderful it tastes. The beautiful, intoxicating herbs and the cool texture. Oh to even sniff it sets a man like myself into a blood thirsty craving. In fact, all that goes through me head is just the sound of rum swishing in a bottle… that wonderful… soothing noise…

Whoa! That water is bloody freezing… what the bloody hell do you think you're doing you little sod! That water is cold enough to make a man go bloody sober… good thing Jack has another bottle of rum in his boots. Oh stop rolling your bloody eyes and let Jack drink the bloody rum.

Anyways, she offered me some rum and I drank it up… which she looked crazily pleased about. A normal man would be terrified… but I have wits made of steel. No woman can scare me… except for Elizabeth after the vicious rum burning incident. Anyhow, the woman looked to be quite a bit older than me… in fact I don't think she's aged any older in her appearances. Of course… what do I know right? I don't know how long I stayed there… it might have been only a few days or a few months. Once you get used to her she's not so bad… even if she is a little too flirty for my liking.

Finally I got the guts up to suggest that I should be on me way to finding my piratehood. She agreed, reluctantly I thought, and then gave me one solitary gift. Well actually two gifts but the first one is the most important. She said to me…

"Jack… your wingssss will spread lik de sparrow…" Yadda, yadda, yadda, I pretty much stopped listening until she mentioned something valuable. "I will give you dis compass… if you are eva in the doubt… look to it. It will show you what it is your heart truly desires." Brilliant! It wasn't much to look at but I gladly took it… anything to shut the old bird up. Then she offered to "look into the futa for Jack!" So I let her and she did that freaky crab thingy… you know with the "Crab Claws of Destiny" or whatever. She told me that I was to sail out to the middle of the ocean where there was once a terrible shipwreck of catastrophic proportions. This is the story that she told me, if you care to listen.

Once, in years long forgotten, there were two pirates ships that ran supreme in the entire world. One was the Flying Dutchman, captained by the much feared Davy Jones and his corrupted crew. Of course this was before Jones got all octapusified and whatnot. The other was known as The Black Pearl and was captained by a forgotten man by the name of Jack Sparrow (no relation I swear) and his own crew of fearless lads. Well both ships were equal in size and speed but there cannot be two number ones forever. It was inevitable that the two would meet in a battle of epic proportions. It happened out in the middle of nowhere… neither ship had anywhere to run except for the bottom of the ocean. The Dutchman and the Pearl drew side by side… and let loose their cannons. The battle was brutal, neither wanted a single crewmember of the other ship to survive nor did they want the other ship to ever set sail again. In the end, Davy Jones pulled an underhanded trick against the fair fighting Jack Sparrow. He waved the white flag of truce for Jack to see and Jack being a man of curiosity ceased fire to see what would happen next. As soon as Davy saw this he immediately had all cannons fired at once, including his much heard of but never seen triple guns. The Pearl was struck down before she could even retaliate and the ship along with the entire crew were sent down to the depths of the sea. Legend says that Jack's final shout to Jones as his ship sunk to the bottom was that he would get his revenge… somehow… someway… he would make sure that Davy Jones would pay his dues.

After hearing this story I immediately wanted to go to this place, but I never thought I would get a ship there. My odd friend told me that if I was to park my little boat right where the Pearl had gone down and called for Davy Jones to pay his dues, the Dutchman would rise from the waters. From there she told me that I would have to bargain with Jones… and that if the price was right he would raise the Pearl up for me again. I was delighted with this prospect and headed out immediately. Her last words to me were that if I was to follow the compass it would lead me to where I needed to go.

So that is how I got me compass and how I first heard about the Pearl. That is also when I decided that I would change my name to Jack Sparrow. It seemed appropriate.

So you want to know what happened from there… how I made my way to the middle of the ocean and found a crew crazy enough to follow me there? You want to know what was said between me and Mr. Creepy and Scary? Well I'll tell you if you do a few little things for me… get five bottles of rum from the cellar and raise the sails to take off. Of course we wouldn't take off with you still in it… that would be stealing after all. We just want to be prepared for when we do take off. Good lad… I NEED TO GET DRUNK AGAIN SO DON'T YOU SKIMP ON THE RUM WITH ME! Captain Jack wouldn't like that at all… would he?

A/N: So what do you think? Interesting? Not interesting? Suggestions? I tried to make Jack sound really drunk this time… let me know if I even came close to accomplishing it. I know that during the second half I kinda let that go because he was talking about something serious… thanks!