"Arr, well Jack Sparrow, Ye have made us proud.
YE have givin us the map to eternal treasure!
Now all we have to do it be rid of ye, So off ye go!"
Barbarossa had talked to Jack but now he move forward forcing Jack closer to the edge. Jack slipped but caught him self,
"Why not be a gentleman and give me a weapon and do this thing right?" Jack was hinting at both his weapons, his cutlass and flint-lock, but Barbarossa's helper Rigger, only came forward with a gun. And No Cutlass.
"Here ye go, don't ye be thinking now that we'll send ye along with a supply of food ye dog!" Jack stared coldly at his mutineer. "Of course not, but what about my Cutlass?" Barbarossa look confused then he spat and handed Jack his Cutlass, but then he drew his own and forced Jack to the last inch of the plank. " Now off ye go!" he said as he threw the weapons into the water.
Jack gave one glance at Bill Turner, his only friend in the ocean. Bill Stared back, he was being held by one of the other men on-board. Jack smiled, " Ye know I have to tell me last words, Right?" The crew grumbled "RIGHT!" in unison. They knew what that meant. " Very well then" Jack said.
" Ye will always remember that this is the day that you almost, Got rid of Capetian Jack Sparrow!" With that Jack dove in to the sea. and the crew of the Black Pearl laughed, for they thought they got rid of Jack for good, but No, they had many years to come with that Pirate.
Jack swam to the bottom of the ocean floor, it was dark and cold, but he saw his cutlass and flint-lock so he kept going, he got down and grabbed them and pushed off. He barely got above just as he felt his air leave. He tied them together with the rest of the rope on his hands, and continued.
When poor Jack reached the small island he set to cutting himself free, and then making a fire to get him self dry. but No, his fire would not catch with his sticks. So he got another idea.
He used old palm branches, and his compass lid that reflected the light just right to make it catch. After Jack had dried off he set to finding a safe place to sleep.
"Their aren't any good places to sleep" He heaved.
Night came slowly, slowly but surly. And poor Jack Sparrow made a dinner on 2 coconuts and a crab that he caught scuttling by. But even having a full meal did not make Jack any happier. And slowly he fell asleep.
BOOM! BASH! a noise like thunder woke up Jack like a bee stinging him, a feeling he knew all to well. Like the one time he fell off deck on to a small tree, Safe he thought, till the paper wasp nest broke open. He sat up shocked a the sight before him, Desert, Plain desert. as far as the eye could see. A desert that was not their last night. It was even hotter!
Then Jack got a horrible Idea, "I think I am in Davy Jones Locker!, But a sailor will only get there if they die at sea, I bet, that I was pulled into the water and killed!"
But little did Jack know, that only a few miles away, Darcy was about to make a big discovery.
Thanks, Raven o/A A/N it is all in bold for the first chapter because this is like a ships dairy, Only ink would be available. So don't worry about that.
Thanks.