Jack's POV

Jack was raiding a ship that he had just taken over, searching every barrel and niche, hoping to find something valuable. He found nothing.

He sauntered down the steps into the brig, hoping he'd maybe, at least, find some extra shackles and irons. You know, in case he were to take prisoners. (Which he probably wouldn't.)

What he found down there was much more valuable than anything else on the ship, possibly even the ship itself.

A girl.

She was sitting inside a jail cell, slumped over against the wall, and from what Jack could see, she looked almost emaciated. She had one shackle around her right ankle, which led on a short chain to the wall, where it was firmly held in place. The only way she'd get out of there would be with a key.

Jack wasn't sure if she was even alive to begin with, so he didn't bother to say anything. He snatched the ring of keys off of a peg next to the brig doorway, next to the stairs, and quickly unlocked the girl's jail cell.

Jack barged into the filthy, smelly cell, and tried the same key on the girl's ankle irons. Surprisingly enough, it worked immediately. He carefully removed the metal shackle from her leg, and was about to grab her shoulders to see if she was alive, when suddenly her hand shot up and grabbed his arm tightly.

The girl lifted her head to look at him, her dirty (h/c) locks falling out of her face to reveal two beautiful clear (e/c) eyes staring into Jack's chocolate brown ones. "Who are ye?" she whispered.

Jack blinked a couple times, clearing away his confusion and...slight butterfly feeling from seeing this girl's gorgeous eyes and face, grubby as it was. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow, lassie," he said confidently whilst prying his arm out of her grasp. "And what might your name be?"

"(Y/n)..." she said hesitantly. "And just what do you intend upon doing with me, Captain Jack Sparrow ?" she spat.

"I intend to rescue you from this cell and make you a part of my crew." Jack smirked. "Savvy?"

"'Savvy?'" the girl murmured to herself, as if appalled at the very idea that this well-known pirate would actually desire for her to be on his ship, much less his crew. "Not in the slightest," she said louder, "never. I'd rather rot in this cell than go anywhere in the Seven Seas with you, Sparrow."

"Well, that's a shame then," Jack stood up, brushing off his coat.

(Y/n) raised a questioning eyebrow. "What's a shame?" she asked carefully.

"The fact that I'll have to use force." He swiftly picked up (y/n) and slung her over his shoulder, carrying her up the stairs and out onto the deck, much to the dismay of the girl. She kicked and slapped and screamed, but Captain Jack seemed not to notice.

"Settle down, love," he said calmly, still walking across the main deck of this enemy ship, his goal the gangplank that connected it to his, the Black Pearl. "I am much, much stronger than you. There is no use fighting. Only get you into more trouble."

(Y/n) decidedly quit struggling. "Fine. But you better treat me with the respect I deserve, otherwise I'll jump overboard first chance I get!"

"I swear it on pain of death, love," Jack responded with a smile.

"And you have to feed me. I haven't eaten in weeks."

Jack walked across the gangplank and stepped into his own ship. "Oh darling," he said, almost laughing. "With us, with me, aboard the Black Pearl herself, there'll be no need to worry for food. We eat like kings, love. And we're about to reach Tortuga in three days time. There, we eat like no non-pirate has ever eaten before."

Unbeknownst to Captain Sparrow, (y/n) cracked a small smile behind his back. As long as there's food, she thought hungrily, anything.

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Hey guys, thanks for reading this! I'm so sorry it took so long to get out, I had been in a writer's block, but I'm ok now.

This is for Lesteygirl , I hope you enjoyed it!!

Thank you, and I will update soon!!