Hi! Tis' chapter 2! Thank you to the one person who reviewed (and favorited) sorry I forgot yer name. There were a lot of reads but only a few reviews. But luckily I am not too greedy, however, reviews are nice. Without further ado, onto the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own POTC. Except Captain Jack. Yeah, right I wish.

The island we happened to land on was called, 'Isla de Pelegostos,' as said by Mr. Gibbs. I just asked for land. Whew, at least I won't be eaten by a giant beast now.

I convinced the Indian tribe that I am their chief. Of course it was only after that, that I found out I was going to be eaten due to the tribe's cannibalism. Apparently land wasn't a solution to not wanting to be eaten.

But here I am, sitting in a throne-like chair, watching 'my' Indian tribe dancing and whatever. Eh? Two of the Pelegostos tribe members have brought me a person attached to a stick. Is that Will? This isn't exactly the time for a reunion…maybe he can save me…

He lifted his head and recognized me. "Jack?" Yes, yes, go on…"Jack Sparrow! Boy, am I glad to see you!" he started laughing in hysterics. That's not gonna help me much, now is it?

I got up from my wonderful throne to meet with the Indians. "Wa sei ko?" Luckily I picked up their language quite easily.

"Yee indada eeseepage" They replied. What an odd language. Why can't the entire world just speak English? That would make life easier. Woah, have to get out of my trance before suspicion arises.

Will spoke to me again. "Tell them to let me down!" Then they would make me a prisoner as I am about to make you, we can't have that now can we? "Ke lei lam." I said to him. He looked at me as if I was speaking in a different language. Wait, I am speaking in a different language. I turned to the tribe. "Lam picky picky. Lam, eency weency!" duh, even an idiot could have seen that. I went over to inspect Will. "Lam sei sei, unakey. Snip snip." I made a motion with my hand like scissors. Mwahaha. The tribe nodded in agreement.

As I walked over to the other side of the, er, cliff, Will noticed something dangling from me effects. "Jack! The compass! Elizabeth is in danger! We were arrested for trying to help you. She faces the gallows!!" What? Oh, no, not me dear Lizzie! I quickly went over to the tribe. Will must stay here! "Sei sei lam, shup shup sah, smanay wamey shuku, savvy? Walekeleke." I motioned for them to take him away. They did, after shouting in agreement. Do they have to repeat what I say? Sometimes I think their mocking me.

Anyways, they took Will away to where the rest of the crew was. In cages as prisoners. But Will, being all serious and heroic and all, will not just sit there and wait. He'll want to save his idol, Captain Jack Sparrow from being eaten by these cannibals.

Hopefully. Think, Will, think!

One tribe member person threw a log into the big pile of firewood, that was going to be my stove….

Then he looked at me, telling me basically 'we're done. Now jump in!' I don't think so. "No! no no! More wood! Big fire! Big fire! I am chief, want big fire!" I motioned with my hands to make them understand English. But I always do that anyway, so it was really half natural. I had to get that guard out of the way too.

"You! Ah boogie snickel snickel! Do sweet, come on! More wood!"

I watched as they put the wood, then split. Why don't these rickety bridges have handles honest-ah! I just almost fell off a cliff. Hey look! There were wooden pole things that I could use, or maybe not. I dropped them. What's inside that hut?

I walked inside a hut to see a bunch of weapons dangling from the ceiling. Rope-that's useful, right? I threw it over my shoulder then looked at something suspicious. It was a small can of paprika, but on the bottom was the sign of the East India Trading Company. Err…I've had some bad experiences with that company. I walked outside the hut.

"Oh, bugger." It seems as there was a surprise waiting for me outside the hut. The tribe that I had just run away from. I looked down for a moment, thinking for a plan. Got one. I dropped the rope and popped open the lid for the paprika, then used it like deodorant.

The tribe was looking at me weird. Can't say I blame them. "A little seasoning, aye?" I explained.

Nest thing I know, I'm tied to a stick being placed over the pile of sticks. The stove, 'gasp!'

One of the tribe people came running with a lighted torch in his hand. The on button for my stove. "aaahh! Fi Fi!" he said and the tribe copied. The torch was getting closer to the pile of sticks just below me. No, no, no, no…

Another tribe member came to my rescue and the torch was lifted. Whew. That was close. "Dai shtoto! Dai shtoto! Eva ka ka shei shei." He said. In translation, that means 'the prisoners have escaped!' The tribe looked at me. You're basically burning me at the stake and you still look to me for answers?

I used this to my advantage, as ridiculous as it was. "Well, go on, go get them! Pelala!" They repeated me, again. Just when I thought I was free, the torch dropped from the hand of what's-his-face tribe guy, right near the stick pile. I tried to call them back, but they didn't listen. Now you decide not to listen to me? This tribe has some issues to work on.

"Not good." I said to myself and started blowing out the fire, or trying, rather. It didn't work, of course. The fire lit on the sticks and I started blowing faster.

After a while, I figured out that blowing would only fuel the fire. Getting off the stick was the only way, and bouncing was working. The stick eventually flew up in the air and landed right next to the fire. I released my feet from being tied up so I could walk. I looked around, then escaped.

Believe it or not, walking with a stick tied to your back can be quite frustrating. I got to the other side by crossing a bridge, then tried to pull off the remaining ropes with my hands, but wasn't having any luck with that. Then I found a small Indian boy holding a fork and knife. I stole the knife from him and started to cut the rope.

Then I noticed two women staring at me. Out of pure instinct, I screamed and ran. The stick then had a coconut stuck to it. I had an idea, then turned around harshly and the coconut flew off my stick and a woman caught it. She gave me a death glare. This was war.

I spent the next 10-15 minutes or whatever, (how long is a minute again?) dodging the flying fruits the two women decided to throw at me. Some got stuck on my stick. After a while, I've had enough.

I yelled, "Stop it!" and they noticed how appetizing I looked with the fruits attached to the stick around both ends. I looked like a Sparrow-ka-bob, If ye know what I mean. I decided to ditch them and ran the opposite way.

Since I had a heavy stick on my back, I found myself looking at the floor instead of in front of me. I found later that I ran right off the edge of a cliff. Luckily, my stick got stuck in the edge, and I did multiple flips, then landed on the other side of the gap in between the two cliffs. The fruits were a bit heavy though…

As the fruits slid downward, I fell backward and screamed as I fell down the gap. The cliffs were getting closer as I went down, and my stick was a bit too long for them. It got stuck on the way down. I felt myself spinning out of the rope that attached me to the stick and began to panic for a second, but my foot got stuck in the rope and I was now dangling from the stick on one foot. Wow, dizziness…

After getting over my dizziness from the spinning, I felt the stick edge a little more downward. Apparently I'm too heavy for it. I just sighed and said "Bugger." The stick gave in and I fell through what seemed like 20 bridges (which hurt a lot) and my fruits were left behind. I finally landed on the jungle floor, moaning from the pain. Then I saw the stick coming down and it landed next to me, along with the fruits.

After regaining my strength I reached the end of the jungle with the tribe following me. I heard Will say something about not leaving me (I knew he wanted to save me) and ran out of the jungle yelling for them to wait, hoping they would see me.

Unfortunately, they saw the tribe that was running after me, and started getting the ship ready to leave. As I was screaming and running, I saw the ship starting to depart. I swam the short distance in the ocean and grabbed on to the ropes on the side of my ship. I spoke to the tribe for one last time. "Alas, my children! This is the day you shall always remember as the day that you almost-" a splash ruined my mood and my glory and I said, annoyed, "…Captain Jack Sparrow." I saw the tribe whining as they saw their dinner escape, but then ran after the barking dog with the keys.

Freedom at last.

Once I was aboard Mr. Gibbs suggested, "I say we make distance from this island and head out to open sea." Open sea still doesn't sound too good. Does he remember that I still want to stay on land as much as possible?

"Yes to the first, yes to the second, but only as long as we keep to the shallows as much as possible." That way we can make a quick escape if needed. Gibbs questioned me.

"That seems a bit contradictory Captain…" he said. I don't feel like arguing with you now, please.

"I have full faith in your navigational skills, Mr. Gibbs. Now where is that monkey, I want to shoot something!" as if on cue, little Jack appeared to be climbing the sails. I got out my pistol, but pretty boy ruined my target practice.

He said something about Lizzie. 'ahem' Elizabeth. Same thing. I suggested locking her up somewhere. Honestly, she gets herself into trouble almost as much as I do! "She is locked up in a prison bound to hang for helping you!"

"There comes a time where one must take responsibility for one's mistakes" I just walked away from him.

He stole somebody's sword and threatened me with it. "I need that compass of yours, Jack. I must trade it for her freedom." I effortlessly moved the sword from its position. He thinks he can threaten me? Be serious, lad. I've beaten him in every swordfight I've been with him!

Wait, I've only fought him once…But still!

I whispered something under my breath to Gibbs, surprisingly the whelp still heard. He suggested we head out to Port Royal. He fails to notice that I am Captain and he is not.

I made a deal with him. "William…I shall trade you the compass, if you help me to find this." I showed him my treasure. The drawing of the key. "You want me to find this?" he asked. He's so clueless sometimes…

"No." I replied. "You want you to find this. Because the finding of this incapactorally finds you the discovering the detecting of a way to save, oh, what's-her-face. Savvy?"

He grabbed the cloth from me. "This…is going to save Elizabeth." He said, confused at what I had said before. C-L-U-E-L-E-S-S!! "How much do you know about Davy Jones?" I asked him. He, being as clueless as he is, replied with a "Not much."

I agreed with what he said before. "Yeah, It's going to save Elizabeth."

Okay this was Chapter 2! I hope ye liked it! I mean YOU liked it. (I've been talking like Jack for too long…) Please review and I'll be sure to update once motivated!!

Captain Chartman