Prologue:
Cuba, 1700's
"He was a good man." Elizabeth Swann said, raising her mug. The crew of the Black Pearl had arrived to the mystic Tia Dalma's shack to mourn their captain. Elizabeth, having left Jack Sparrow to the Kraken, was now wracked with guilt.
"If there was any way to bring him back." Will Turner said, reassuring Elizabeth.
"Would you do it?" Tia Dalma asked. One by one, the crew agreed with an "Aye", promising to bring Jack back.
"Yes." Elizabeth said, determined to find Sparrow. The mystic smiled.
"Alright. But to brave the weird and haunted shores at world's end, you will need a captain who knows those waters." Tia Dalma paused, before adding, "Jack is in a different world, not necessarily the locker. You will also need someone who has visited that world before." As Tia Dalma finished, footsteps could be heard coming down the staircase. Stepping out of the shadows stood Hector Barbossa, the man who had mutinied Jack long ago.
"So tell me. What's become of my ship." Barbossa then took an apple and bit into it, laughing. Suddenly, another figure stepped out of the shadows, clothed in green and wearing a helmet with horns.
"I will also accompany you." The person said. "Jack Sparrow has not gone to what you mortals call Davy Jones' locker, rather he instead ended up in another world that I am familiar with."
"Who are you?" Will asked.
"Call me Loki." The person said, smiling.
New York, 2015
Jack Sparrow and Clint Barton, better known as Hawkeye, were tracking down an illegal weapons trade at the docks. They have been working on many missions after the Battle of New York, and the rest of the Avengers had gone their separate ways. Having been tasked by the Director of SHIELD, Nick Fury, they were to locate the shipment and ensure no one gets their hands on the weapon, which was old Chitauri technology stolen from the battle.
"So what's the plan, mate?" Jack asked, using his glasses that doubled as binoculars.
"You sneak in and intercept the tech, while I pick some guys off up here." Barton said, drawing his bow. Jack nodded, and jumped off their vantage point onto the ground. He waited for Clint to take out most of the men guarding the container, before proceeding to the technology. Upon opening it, Jack found one of the Chitauri's cannons used in the invasion. Suddenly, Jack was grabbed from behind, and thrown across the pier, getting up, Jack drew his sword, only to be met by a man in silver armor, wearing a skull mask and hood, who also drew a sword.
"Who might ye be?" Jack asked, curious.
"You can call me Taskmaster," the man said. "And I'm here to kill you."
"Go ahead and try," Jack said, raising his sword. "This isn't me first duel." He then charged the "Taskmaster" and swung his sword, only to be blocked by his opponent. Jack and the Taskmaster fought across the dock, both fighting expertly. Suddenly, when Jack and Taskmaster locked blades, Jack headbutted the skull mask, before drawing his pistol, forcing the man to yield.
"Nice work, Jack." Barton said, joining him.
"Thanks mate." Jack replied, before adding, "Let's tie this guy up and report back to Fury."
"Aye, Captain." Hawkeye joked, earning a look from Jack. They secured the Chitauri tech, left Taskmaster to the authorities, and went back to their secret headquarters. Ever since Captain America revealed that SHIELD was infiltrated by HYDRA from the beginning, the government group fell apart, leaving people like Natasha Romanoff, Fury, Barton, and Jack picking up the pieces, while having to work in the dark.
"Nice work, you two." Fury greeted.
"Director." Both Barton and Jack said, before Fury stopped them.
"At ease, I have another mission for you." Fury said. "I recently received a tip from Phil Coulson's team that the final HYDRA base is in Sokovia. I'm calling in the Avengers." Barton and Jack nodded, understanding the situation. It didn't take too long after New York to discover that Fury had brought Coulson back. Now, they were to travel to HYDRA's final base, and they would be gone for good.
"You ready for this, Jack?" Barton asked.
"I've fought cursed men, undead fish people, and aliens." Jack said, checking his sword. "How much trouble would HYDRA be?"
