Will and I were put in a cell together while Elizabeth was in her own cell next to us. Will and Lizzie were talking but I just sat here thinking of how we were going to get out of here now.
"Jack will get us out. He owns us" Will said to Elizabeth.
"As good of a man he is. He probably doesn't know we're here and he wouldn't risk himself, his ship and crew to come all the way to Port Royal just to save us" I told him.
"Isabella you are 23 years old you cannot be ready to die" he shouted.
"Young William there is something you don't know about me and there is something I don't know about myself but I don't think I will be dying any time soon" I told him.
"What do you mean something I don't know about? Does Elizabeth know?" he asked.
"No she doesn't but hopefully we will all find out soon" I smiled.
They just went back to talking while I went back to thinking.
I must have gone to sleep because the next thing I knew was the door to my cell was being opened.
"Ah finally. Let's go" I smirked.
"Miss Swann you are not requested to come with me" the guard told me.
"Well I request that I do. So what do you want?Either you take me with you or I will escape with my sister and kill Beckett. It's up to you mate. You pick" I smirked, knowing I had won.
"Come on then" he sighed giving up.
"Knew you'd pick that one" I said.
"What about me?" Elizabeth yelled.
"Stay here. We'll be back soon I promise Lizzie" I promised.
We were taken to Beckett's office where we were left alone with Beckett. The guard took our shackles off.
"Isabella what a surprise" Beckett said sarcastically.
He then started staring at me again.
"Oi Cutler stop fucking staring at me. Get to it, you prick" I said, slapping him around the face.
"Isabella go sit down in my chair" he demanded.
"Woof" I said, sitting in his seat.
"The East India Trading Company has need of your services. We wish for you to act as out agent in a business transaction with our mutual friend Captain Sparrow" Beckett said to Will.
"More acquaintance then friend. How do you know him?" Will asked.
"We've had dealing in the past. And we've each left our mark on the other" Beckett said, picking up the P he marked Jack with.
"Yeah your the fucking bastard who left Jack this is brand. But Cutler what mark did he leave on you?" I asked him.
Beckett ignored me of course.
"By your efforts Jack Sparrow was set free. I would like you to go to him and recover a certain possession" he continued.
"Recover? As the point of a sword?" Will questioned.
"Bargain. Letters of Marque. You will offer what amount to a full pardon. Jack will be free, a privateer in the employ of England" Beckett answered.
"Somehow I doubt that Jack will consider employment the same as being free" Will said.
"He is a pirate after all" I smiled, agreeing with Will.
"Freedom. Jack Sparrow is a dying breed. The world is shrinking, the black edges of the map filled in. Jack must find his place in the new world or perish. No unlike yourself, Mr Turner. You, Isabella and your fiancée all face the hangman's noose" Beckett said.
"Not really a dying breed mate" I told Beckett.
He just glared at me while I smiled sweetly at him.
"So you get both Jack and the Black Pearl?" Will questioned.
"The Black Pearl?" Beckett asked shocked.
"You don't want the ship. You want his compass don't you?" I asked.
"Well done Isabella you are very cleaver. Shame you won't marry me and might have to die" Beckett sighed.
"Bring back the compass or there's no deal" Beckett told us.
"Alright goodbye Cutler" I smiled, waving.