Well, here is the new chapter of my story, sadly I have bgun to realize how seriously cliché this title is, but oh well. Enjoy yer heart out me 'arties! This is a direct continuation from Dead Man's Chest.

Pirates of the Caribbean: The World's End

Chapter 1: Preparations in the Swamp

Barbossa smiled, laughed, and sat down in the front of the row boat. The monkey scuttered around and jumped on his shoulder, Ragetti muttering behind him something about "Stuck with the monkey all over again."

Will rowed, as a pensive Elizabeth Swan looked out at the candle-holding swamp-dwellers through the mist in remorse. Pintel trying to be nice to her fruitlessly.

Barbossa snorted in amusement as Ragetti and Will lifted the oars once more.

"Barbossa!"

The cry rolled through the room past Tia Dalma, more harsh from Gibbs, Will, and Elizabeth.

Will drew his weapon, getting up and pointing it at Barbossa's throat, the cut through the air making a faint whipping sound. Barbossa let out a deep-throated laugh, casually pushing the blade downwards towards a certain undead monkey on the floor, who screeched and ran aside.

"Don't worry, Turner, I'm not quite wishing to take a trip back to teh Abyss of the Spirits anytime soon. I'm a reformed man after teh things I've seen."

A stray eye remained focused on Will, and the other turned to Miss Swan and Mr. Gibbs by the door.

"So, ye want old Captain Jack Sparrow, the crow didn't get himself mutineered for a good 9 years."

Elizabeth looked up suddenly. "What do you mean he-?" "So, who's ready to sail to the big End o' teh World?" Will sheathed his sword, but looked into Barbossa's eyes. Barbossa looked back, and he shuddered and turned away.

"But why should we trust you?" Ragetti cocked his head sideways, the false eye coincidentally leaning toward the undead monkey. "Matey, you were in me crew, why shouldn't ye trust me?" "Because you're a pilfering, commandeering pirate." He cocked an eyebrow, and took a few steps forward towards Elizabeth.

"Ah, Miss Swan, as treacherous as ever I see." Elizabeth thought she had misheard it, but she narrowed her eyes as he spun around on his heel. "Miss Dalma." The swamp denizen stood from her position where Will had sat, and brushed back some of her hair.

"We'll be seeing you."

Curiously enough, she gave them another big bottle of dirt. Which Barbossa carried casually and set in his row-boat. Tia Dalma blessed them and bid them on their way, and they set off amongst the candle-wileding swamp-dwellers.

Returning to the present, Barbossa and the other two small row-boats cleared the swamp, and eventually broke to open sea, the sandy banks slowly coninued, the water becoming greener with the salt.

"Ah, tis teh sea again! And in a much more friendly condition, I may say. Do you agree, Miss Swan?" Elizabeth mumbled a harsh reply, and Barbossa guffawed loudly, Will scowling as he nearly tipped over the boat in his fit of laughter.

"Onward ho, me mateys! We can't waste time to Tortuga!"

"Tortuga?" Will said dubiously, Barbossa whirled around and smiled a gritty smile.

"Mr. Turner, somehow I'm sure there'll be a handsome pirate somewhere in Tortuga who remembers the Captain of the Black Pearl through its dread years!" He chuckled, and returned to watching the sea, having obtained the compass Elizabeth had been "given" by Captain Jack Sparrow.

"We kindle and char, inflame and ignite! Drink up me 'arties, yo ho!"

Will pursed his lips as he bit back an insult, and pulled back the oar another time.

"We burn up the city, we're really a fright! Drink up me 'arties, yo ho! Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me!"

And that's the first chapter in the great trip to World's End! Chapter 2: Return of the Commadore, is coming soon!