Wow, I actually figured out a plot for the sequel to Before I Die! Enjoy this sequel!

---This was inspired by the songs "Dead" by My Chemical Romance, "Bang the Doldrums" by Fall Out Boy, "Storm" by Lifehouse, and "Rush" by Aly and AJ. All pretty good songs.---

Disclaimer: I din't own POTC or any of the characters, but I own your mind! Now... Go and press that little review button... sometimes my mind contol doesn't work. :/

Jack, standing on the deck of his boat, smiled as he recognized a Mayan village on the coastline. After all the problems he had gone through- the Royal Navy chasing him, an accidental murder, and escaping a hanging- he was relieved to go somewhere relaxing- and to see some old friends.

"Is that it?" asked Arabella, his loyal first mate.

"Yep!"

"Why are we going there, anyway?"

"Visit Jean and Tumen. Plus, maybe I could ask them if we could stay a few days. Or I could get them to come with us!"

"And Constance?"

"I'll pretend she doesn't exist."

Arabella laughed.

Soon the old fishing boat, Barnacle II, sailed nearer and nearer to the coast until Jack could recognise the people on the shore. Some men were fishing near a pile of rocks, giving Jack's boat stares. A running girl stopped in the sand, pointing at Jack and screaming something excitedly in her native language. Two boys ran out of a hut towards the young girl.

Jack lowered the anchor, securing the boat in the water. He jumped off the railing and landed in the waist-high water. Arabella followed and they ran towards the shore.

One of the boys, the one with curly reddish-brown hair who looked nothing like a native to the village, waved at Jack and Arabella when they reached the sand. "Bonjour!" he yelled.

"Jean! Tumen!" Arabella nearly tripped on her dress running over to the boys. She hugged them.

"Hullo," greeted Jack casually.

Tumen hugged Jack as hard as he could possibly manage. "Uh, mate, I can't breathe!" Jack wheezed.

"Sorry," Tumen stepped back. "What brings you here, captain?"

Being called 'captain' by someone he hadn't seen in a long time made Jack feel important. "Ah, you know, vacay. Vacation. A break." Jack said, then added under his breath, "A much-needed break."

Jean smiled. "You're in luck, mon ami. Tonight we're having a big party because it's Mam's birthday!"

"You mean that old geezer's still alive!?" Jack exclaimed.

Arabella whacked him in the ribs quickly. She looked at the sky to avoid attention. The sun was lowering and shadows had grown longer. It was probally around five or six o'clock. She asked, "When does the party start?"

"The party won't start until late," responded Tumen.

Suddenly Jack became very aware of his empty stomach. "Where's the food!?" He asked impatiently.

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Not too long after, the group sat on logs, eating tortillas- except for Jack, who was literally shoving them down his throat.

As soon as Jack swallowed his food, Jean asked him, "What's the news?"

Jack opened his mouth to speak, but he heard a meow behind him. He turned around to find Constance, Jean's mangy cat sister. Constance hissed in Jack's face, spitting on him.

Jack cursed and turned back to Jean. "I see your sister's still as vile as before. But anyway, I have craploads to tell you. First-" Jack continued on about Davy Jones, the Timekeeper, Stone-eyed Sam, the Saber-toothed Cats (Jack lied that Constance was more terrifying than those) and of Fitzwilliam's mutiny. "And then, I ran into the Fluer, convinced Arabella to come with me and we headed for Tourtuga. There, Arabella stupidly decided to go to a ball and dance with Fitz (that back-stabbing traitor was going to marry her so he could work with his dear daddy) instead of leaving with me. So, what'd I do? I marched right up to the ball and took Arabella away! She apologized, but the next day I was about to get out a fish to eat for breakfast and Fitz popped out of the barrel! We started swordfighting and, as unbelievable as this sounds, I uh- accedentally- stabbed him. Total mistake. I mean, he was a traitor and all, but I didn't mean to kiill him! Then we were discovered by the Royal Navy and we almost died at a hanging in Port Royal. Right as the ugly guard reached for the lever, I told him to stop, and it worked because of the magic ring I have! Then we got away and now we're here." Jack finished the story.

"So Fitzwilliam is dead?" Tumen asked.

"Yeah," Arabella replied sadly.

There was a moment of silence. Jack broke it by clapping his hands together buisness-like. "Okay!" he said, "Now who wants to go with us on the Barnacle II?"