Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean, despite all my attempts to find a way to be able to. This is just a work of my imagination running away from me.

Rating: G

Summary: A brief story of how Jack became the Pelegostos' chief.

Chief

"So, how did Jack end up being their chief?" Will was sitting in the ball cage with Gibbs and was trying to get his story straight.

"Well, see Jack was currently without the Pearl, being that he had been mutinied upon and all. And he had 'commandeered' Anamaria's little Jolly Mon. A storm was coming up and Jack, daft as he is, knew he couldn't sail through it with that little dinghy. Pulled up on an island . . . this island. He fell asleep under a half-fallen tree, an' woke up tied up to a pole in a mud hut. Apparently, their shaman had a vision that their recently 'deceased' chief would be replaced by the next lion-maned man to come to the island. After the official ceremony, he was free to roam the camp. He took off that night. Apparently, they didn't take too kindly to that. And here we are."

"So that's why they're so careful now. Well, they may not have been careful enough. I have a plan . . ."