Barbossa's point of view
Barbossa and the Black Pearl were sailing on calm waters and the crew was singing jolly sailor songs while Barbossa was listening to classical music played by a private band. Every crew member was content.
Suddenly blood red sales came crawling over the horizon towards them. They tried to escape certain death dished out by Blackbeard. Travelling across miles of empty water, nobody sang, nobody smiled and no music played. The Queen Anne's revenge soon caught up. The guns were readied, cannons reloaded. At Babossa's signal, the fuses were lit and BOOM, the cannonballs flew from the cannons.
Blackbeards point of View
As The Black Pearl came into view, it's dead black sails tattered and straining with the wind, the crew sung only war songs and there was no smiles, only snarls, to other crew members. They raced them for miles and miles, not knowing where they were headed.
They knew this was Barbossa captain of the Black Pearl and eventually they caught up their cannons were loaded, the fuses were lit and their cannons fired. They had many more cannons in The Queen Anne's revenge, so they had the advantage but Blackbeard still wanted to use his sword to control of the ropes and the Black Pearl itself and began to tie up everyone.
Barbossa point of view
30 seconds later, the ship was covered in ropes, and the crew tangled within something they once owned. The ship had turned against them!
Barbossa felt one of his legs pulled out from under him and cried out, but it was too late. Soon he was dangling 7 metres off the ground, one leg awkwardly tangled in the ropes.
When Blackbeard walked across the plank they had lowered and sliced his sword through everyone's throat, took the way their weapons and left them hanging, dead, Blackbeard's ship was now in control of the Black Pearl.
Blackbeards point of view
Blackbeard drew his sword and pointed it to the Black Pearl, and in seconds the ropes had tangled around the whole crew and he lowered a plank from self to get across. He made a scar across everyone's throat.
Blackbeard's sword was now in control of the Black Pearl. He looked up, spotting the captain in a second, where he was trying desperately to get free. Blackbeard smiled, and the rope lowered the former captain to the deck. "Greetings, captain Barbossa, I hope you do mind about me borrowing this vessel."
Barbossa struggled.
"Ah, so you want to be cut down." Barbossa shook his head furiously, there was a rope around his mouth preventing him from speaking. He understood what Blackbeard was going to do, but he couldn't exactly do anything about it.
"Can't hear you!" Blackbeard told him in gleefully. His sword made short work of the trapped limb, and with a muffled scream, Barbossa was on the deck, half a leg lighter. "You know, I would kill you, but, I think I'll leave that to the sharks. So Barbossa was thrown overboard, to be discovered by an English ship, although Blackbeard wasn't to know that. He put the black pearl in a bottle for safekeeping.