Hey guys! I'm having so much fun rewriting this story! I'm sorry that it's been a while since I've updated, but...I've actually just got a boyfriend recently. I was really hesitant about it at first and after so much drama with some stupid crazy obsessed bitch that used to be friends with my boyfriend, I think I'm actually happy. ANYWAY, I'm really happy some of you guys like this new and improved version of my story, I will go back and rewrite the other two fanfics that of course relate to this. But for now, enjoy this chapter.
I closed my eyes and held onto the wheel as I felt the rain pouring down on my face. To me, it felt like home out here, but the last I was out in a storm similar to this one, it got my crew killed. I was both terrified and excited.
Which was a deadly combination.
It was just like before, back when I had my own ship.
My Bloody Deception.
My ship may have not been as beautiful as the Black Pearl, but it was a ship I came to call my new home.
I loved the Bloody Deception. It was a fine ship.
Jack made his way over, and pushed me to the side as he took over the wheel. I was brought out of my thoughts, noticing that Jack was now steering the ship.
"Go to the captains quarters, luv! You won't be missing out on anything, and frankly the crew is terrified of you right now!" Jack yelled.
"Excuse you?!" I glared at Jack.
Will came over as well, and held onto me as another wave came crashing into the ship.
"You'll catch a cold Isabella! Now go get warm!" Will told me.
"I don't want to and I don't have to listen! I'm gonna help whether you want me to or not!" I shouted angrily. "I'm a bloody captain fer crying out loud!"
I yelped as I was suddenly swooped up in someone's arms. It might have been a minute or two before I was inside the captain's quarters and was dropped onto the bed. I pushed my wet hair from my face to see Jack hovering over me and staring me down with a serious look on his face.
Well this is rare, even for Jack.
"What the bloody hell was that for, Sparrow?!" I snapped.
I made a move to get up from the bed, but Jack puts his foot on top of me, keeping my body pinned down to the bed.
"As long as you're lying there, listen good. I will not tolerate your behavior just because your last name is Barbossa—" Jack started.
"I don't care about my last name Jack! I developed my own reputation and I didn't need my father to do that!" I cut Jack off.
Jack gives me a small glare, causing me to shut up.
What the hell is his problem?
"That's very rude, luv. Now as I was saying…I also care about ye too much to let you get hurt or catch a cold. Plus if you did end up hurt, mate, dear ol' daddy will kill me…" Jack hissed at me.
So that's what all of this is about? He's going to save his own ass by using me?
That's when I switch positions and then pin Jack down to the bed instead.
"Now why don't you listen here, Jackie boy? I don't care about my father. Hector is literally dead to me. I could give a rat's ass about what he thinks. He obviously didn't care about me when he decided to leave me for dead. If you continue to treat me like I be some fragile doll, I'll be forced to take things into my own hands."
Jack doesn't say anything but only smiles.
"I rather like this position we're in…" Jack winked at me.
That pig! The nerve of some people!
I pressed my lips to his ear, making sure to hold his arms down at his sides.
"You have no idea who you're messing with, Sparrow. I could slit your throat if I wanted to."
"But then you would miss dear ol' Jackie boy." Jack smirked. "You could never kill me, darling. You and I both know of this."
My pressed my hips against his, hearing him let out a small groan. I glance down at Jack and lower my face down until my lips are hovering over his.
"I don't know...should you ever give me a reason to want to kill you, I won't hesitate...savvy?"
I got off of Jack, hearing him sigh in disappointment.
"Bugger…" Jack mumbled. "Listen here, Isabella. If you try leaving this room, I might be forced to tie you to the bed."
Jack paused before smirking.
"Although, I wouldn't mind. Sounds quite fun actually." He chuckled.
I paused as my hand hovered over the door knob, hesitant to go back out into the storm.
What is Jack's problem?
"Why won't you let me go back out there? Just curious..." I asked.
I turned around and leaned against the door, folding my arms as I stared at Jack in suspicion. Jack's smirk faded away, all playful attitude suddenly gone as he grew more serious.
"I could feel you shaking and it wasn't from the cold rain. You're not ready to behind the helm yet, dearie. It's obvious you still hold some bad memories. Until you can let go over what happened in the past, I won't be lettin' you near that wheel." Jack answered.
I gave Jack a look of surprise.
Wow...I never really thought about it that way.
"You could have just told me so instead of making a scene like that." I mumbled softly.
For a few minutes we continued to stare at each other, I didn't realize Jack was making his way towards me, until my back was being pressed against the door.
"You surprise me sometimes, Jack." I finally spoke up.
Jack leaned in towards my face while also grabbing a strand of my hair, twirling it in his fingers gently.
"I surprise a lot of people, eh?" Jack smiled.
"No...I mean...when you say things like that. It makes me think you care about me."
"What makes you think I don't? We have history, luv." He replied.
"Jack, I'd say we only had a year or two of history before you became captain of the Black Pearl, but that's it. I didn't think you actually- -"
"I've cared about you. Always have, always will. You stood out, were willing to make sacrifices for the good of the crew, weren't afraid to speak your mind, had a heart of gold...you just lost your way." Jack admitted.
"You speak so highly of me...why?" I asked in confusion.
Jack dropped my hair, his hand now caressing my cheek.
"Not sure. I'm quite curious myself, luv." He replied.
"I'm sorry for threatening you. You were right...I'm just a little tense. It's been a long time since I've actually been on a ship." I apologized. "I guess Gibbs was right. Women are just bad luck on a ship." I lightly chuckled.
Jack rolled his eyes and kissed my forehead as he moved me away from the door. My eyes widened slightly as I touched my forehead, a blush now forming on my face.
What the hell? Did he just- -
"Forget what Gibbs said. He's just superstitious, luv. Now stay here and relax, savvy? I'll see you later when the storm dies down."
Jack exited the room, going back into the storm before I could even begin to question him.
That man confuses me sometimes.
When the storm had passed, I found myself admiring the atmosphere. The clouds were long gone, and it was all clear skies from here, not even a star in sight. I glanced over at Isla De Muerta, bad memories coming back to me all at once.
If I had taken any of that treasure, I would be cursed too. Ironic, isn't it?
"Are you alright, Captain Barbossa? Would you like to stay here on the ship?" Anamaria asked.
I shook my head and put on my hat, finding it even more ironic that my hat was similar to my father's.
I guess we share some similar qualities...such as having a strong liking for big hats.
"No. I've got to face my fears sometime, aye?" I gave her a small smile.
I went over to Jack and Will, getting into the longboat as well.
"What are you doing?" Will asked.
"Did you expect me to stay on the ship? Elizabeth is my friend too, William." I replied.
"It's too dangerous." Will argued.
"What? You think I can't handle myself against my old crew?" I chuckled.
"What about your cursed father?" Jack joined in.
"I can handle that bastard. I dealt with him for the majority of my life anyway." I scoffed.
"Alright then. Let's go."
"You're just going to let her come? Just like that?" Will looked at Jack in disbelief.
"Yup." Jack smiled.
Jack turned around to see Mr. Gibbs.
"Shall we wait for you, captain?" Gibbs asked.
"No keep to the code. Any man left behind gets left behind…" Jack responded.
"Aye keep to the code." Gibbs said back.
Sometimes I hate the code...it's a huge pain in the ass. They're more like guidelines anyway.
I kept silent as we rowed over to the island, but observed how anxious Will seemed to be getting.
If he keeps this up, he'll end up jeopardizing the whole rescue plan.
"You know, for having such a bleak outlook on pirates, you're well on your way to becoming one. Sprung a man from jail, commandeered a ship of the Fleet, sailed with a buccaneer crew out of Tortuga…and you're completely obsessed with treasure." Jack pointed out.
Will glances down at the gold reflecting in the water, before glaring at Jack for even saying such a thing.
"That's not true. I am not obsessed with treasure." Will argued.
"Not all treasure is silver and gold, mate." Jack replied.
We got out of the long boat and hurry inside as we look at the gathering.
"Gentlemen, the time has come! Our salvation is nigh! Our torment is near at end!" Barbossa cheered.
We all see Elizabeth near Barbossa, a red dress on her.
Oh my god...didn't I used to wear that dress for special occasions? That sick bastard.
"Elizabeth." Will breathed out.
"For ten years we've been tested and tried, and each man jack of you here has proved his mettle a hundred times over and a hundred times again!" Barbossa yelled.
The crew cheers at Barbossa's words, being moved and inspired by them. I shuffled on my feet and glared at Barbossa.
"The bastard got what he deserved." I grumbled.
Jack grabbed my hand and squeezed gently, as if giving me a warning to keep quiet as Barbossa continued his speech. Jack was most likely trying to observe the scene before coming up with a plan of action.
"Suffered, I have." Ragetti muttered.
"Punished, we were. The lot of us- -disproportionate to our crimes! Here it is!" Barbossa throws off the lid to the chest. "The cursed treasure of Cortés himself. Every last piece that went astray, we have returned…save for this."
Barbossa points to the medallion on Elizabeth 's neck. Will scrambles up, ready to go and save the love of his life.
"Jack." Will hissed.
Jack quickly pulled Will down, so that we wouldn't be exposed.
"Not yet. We wait for the opportune moment." Jack said.
I turned to Will and sighed at how impatient he was being right now.
"Will, trust me, Jack knows what he's doing." I whispered.
My attention is back onto Barbossa again.
"881 we found, but despaired of ever finding the last." Barbossa continued his speech.
"When's that? When it's of greatest profit to you?" Will glared at Jack.
"May I ask you something? Have I ever given you reason not to trust me? Do us a favor, I know it's difficult for you, but please stay here and try not to do anything stupid." Jack snapped.
Oh please, you're planning on using Will to bargain for the Pearl. That's reason enough not to trust you.
"And who among us has paid the blood sacrifice owed to the heathen gods?" Barbossa asked his crew.
"Us!" The crew yelled in reply.
"And whose blood must yet be paid?" He questioned.
"Hers!" They answered.
"You know the first thing I'm goin' to do after the curse is lifted? Eat a whole bushel of apples." Barbossa laughed.
You're too predictable sometimes, Hector.
"Begun by blood…by blood undone." Barbossa grabbed the knife.
I jump in surprise as I found Jack now lying on the ground unconscious, an oar also in Will's hand.
"Sorry, Jack. I'm not going to be your leverage." Will muttered.
"Will! What the bloody hell?" I hissed at him.
I knelt down besides Jack's limp body, making sure to see if he's alright.
"I have to go save her." Will told me.
"That wasn't necessary, you know." I huffed. "...what are you waiting for? Go and get her. Make sure she's safe, or I'm kicking that arse of yours."
Will looks guilty, but nods at me before he runs off to rescue Elizabeth.
"That's it?" Elizabeth inspected her palm.
"Waste not."
Barbossa drops the now bloody medallion, waiting in anticipation to see if it worked.
"Did it work?" Koehler asked.
Barbossa's crew shuffles around their feet awkwardly, looking around at each other, unsure if the curse is broken.
"I don't feel no different." Ragetti mumbled.
"How do we tell?" Pintel looked confused.
Barbossa cocks his gun before shooting at Pintel straight at his chest. Pintel jumps, but doesn't fall over, he's miraculously standing on his feet still.
"You're not dead." Koehler stared at Pintel in shock.
"No." He smiled. "...he shot me!" He looked at Barbossa in disbelief and betrayal.
"It didn't work." Ragetti sighed.
"The curse is still upon us!" Twigg yelled angrily.
Barbossa grabbed Elizabeth by her shoulders, staring at her in pure anger.
"You, maid! Your father, what was his name?! Was your father William Turner?!"
"No." Elizabeth smirked.
"Where's his child? The child that sailed from England eight years ago, the child in whose veins flows the blood of William Turner. Where?!" Barbossa asked.
Elizabeth only continues to smirk at him smugly, as if she's won. Barbossa got fed up and finally backhanded her, causing Elizabeth to fall down the huge pile of treasure.
"You two! You brought us the wrong person!" Bo'sun glared at Pintel and Ragetti.
"No! She had the medallion. She's the proper age." Pintel grew nervous.
"She said her name was Turner- -you heard her!" Ragetti stammered.
I glance over to see Will getting Elizabeth to follow him into the water, Elizabeth also taking the medallion with her while Barbossa and his crew are momentarily distracted.
"I think she lied to us." Ragetti realized.
"You brought us here for nothing!" Twigg practically growled.
"I won't take questioning and no second guesses, not from the likes of you, Master Twigg." Barbossa snapped.
Twigg glared at Barbossa, but remained silent after that.
"Who's to blame? Every decision you've made has led us from bad to worse." Koehler glared at Barbossa.
"It was you who sent Bootstrap to the depths!" A pirate pointed out.
"And it's you who brought us here in the first place!" Bo'sun added.
"If any coward here dare challenge me, let him speak! Hmm?" Barbossa got out his sword, challenging his entire crew.
I glared at Barbossa, but kept silent.
I spoke against you...look how well that turned out.
"I say, we cut her throat and spill all her blood, just in case."
I went back over to Jack, trying to wake him up quickly before it was too late.
Maybe if we got back to our crew and the ship, we'd have a chance of making it out of here.
"The medallion! She's taken it! Get after her! You feckless pack of ingrates!" Barbossa shouted.
Shit. I gotta get Jack out of here. I have to hurry.
"No oars here. Where's the oars?"
"The oars have gone missing. Find them!"
I finally grab my flask, using it to dump the rest of my rum onto Jack. Thankfully, he woke up this time.
"Oh thank god you're alright, I thought Will hit you too hard." I sighed in relief.
"Ah. I detect a hint of affection in your voice, luv. Someone must care about dear ol' Jack after all..." Jack teased.
I helped Jack up before playfully punching his arm.
"Yeah, well someone besides Gibbs has to care about yah. You'd be dead otherwise." I smiled. "Let's get going, Will's got Elizabeth and they're gone."
We began moving, growing nervous as we heard a commotion. I grabbed my sword, ready to fight as the footsteps were getting closer towards us. Jack grabs my hand as he quickly searches for another exit. However, instead of finding a way out of Isla De Muerta, we bumped into Barbossa's undead crew. They point their swords and guns at us, and I slowly drop my sword. We both raised our hands, after I lowered my hat to cover my face a bit more.
"You're supposed to be dead!" Twigg yelled at Jack.
"Am I not?" Jack asked with a faint smile. "Bugger...um... Parleley, parlelellyleloooo, par le nee, partner, par... snip, parsley..." Jack mumbled.
"Parley?" Ragetti suggested.
"Oh yes! That's the one! Parley!" Jack smiled.
They glared at me as well, also ready to shoot.
"Parley!" I quickly blurted out.
Pintel aimed his gun at me, looking very angry at the mere mention of the word parley.
"Damn to the depths with whoever came up with Parley!" Pintel yelled angrily.
"I believe that would be the French." Jack responded.
I sighed and rolled my eyes at Jack.
Only you would point that out, Jack...
"Now who is this lass?" Ragetti glanced at me suspiciously.
Pintel looked at me, before finally his eyes widened as he recognized me.
"Hey! You're that lass from Port Royal! I thought we killed you!" Pintel shouted.
"Yeah, I thought I was dead too, but hey. Just pretend it's all a bad dream. It's how I get by." I smirked.
Jack chuckled at my joke, but kept his cool even as the guns remained pointed at us. It was silent for several seconds, before someone else had made themselves known, someone Jack and I both hated.
"Ah Jack Sparrow...it's been a while hasn't it? And who's this lovely lass with ye?" Barbossa greeted.
My blood boiled with anger as I finally saw my father up close.
What my mother ever saw in you, I will never know.
"What's yer name lass?" Barbossa asked again.
"None of your business. If ye can't recognize me, then fuck off." I snapped.
"Oooh. Such a sharp tongue for a woman." Barbossa taunted.
"Well I learned from the best, aye?" I retorted.
Barbossa only looked confused and stared at me in amusement.
"How the blazes did you get off that island?" Barbossa glanced at Jack.
"When you marooned me on that godforsaken spit of land, you forgot one very important thing, mate. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack smirked.
"Ah, well, I won't be making that mistake again. Gents, you all remember Captain Jack Sparrow? Kill him. Take the woman aboard my vessel." Barbossa ordered.
As the men cocked their guns and got ready to shoot, I thought quickly, trying to catch Barbossa's interest the only way I knew how to.
"The girl's blood didn't work, did it?" I asked.
Barbossa stopped and paused to turn around to look at us in interest.
"You know whose blood we need..." Barbossa said glaring at us.
"We know whose blood you need." Jack confirmed with a smirk.
Soon enough, we're brought onboard the Black Pearl. I glanced around, memories of all sorts coming at me all at once. Some happy memories, and some sad.
Flashback
"So we're apart of Captain Sparrow's crew, father?" I asked.
Barbossa glanced down at me, smiling faintly as he put his hand on my head and ruffled my hair a bit.
"Aye. We'll be staying here." Barbossa smiled.
I grinned and tackled my father in a hug, ignoring the looks we were receiving from the crew.
"This is going to be bloody fun, isn't it? I can barely wait!"
"Would ye calm down, lass? We haven't even left the island yet." Barbossa chuckled lightly.
"Sorry." I blushed.
Flashback
I was brought out of my daze, realizing we were inside the captains room. I could tell that Jack was feeling smug at this point, ready to use William to his advantage. At this point, I think we were going to need to, or else we'd be dead by sundown. I wanted to shout curses and profanities at Barbossa, but I knew it wouldn't do any good.
If we were going to make it out of here alive, I was going to need to remain calm and collected.
I could see the glances my father kept giving me every few seconds, as if trying to figure out how he knew me because of my earlier statement at Isla De Muerta. It made me smirk inwardly, but I kept a straight face.
Does he still not recognize me? That's pretty pathetic on his end.
Barbossa turned back to Jack, returning to the important topic at hand here.
"So you expect to leave me standing on some beach with nothing but a name and your word it's the one I need and watch you sail away in my ship?" Barbossa clarified.
"No. I expect to leave you standing on some beach with absolutely no name at all, watching me sail away on my ship and then I'll shout the name back to you. Savvy?" Jack smirked.
"But that still leaves us with the problem of me standing on some beach with naught but a name and your word it's the one I need." Barbossa argued.
I rolled my eyes and sat up straight as I grabbed an apple from the table and took a big bite out of it. I pulled my hat down slightly, so that it covered my eyes. I knew my eyes were a dead giveaway at my identity. I had my mother's eyes, and I knew that only my father would recognize them straight away.
She was the only woman my father truly loved.
"Yeah but out of the two of you, Jack's the only one who hasn't committed mutiny, therefore…his word is the one we'll be trusting." I spoke up.
Jack and Barbossa glanced at me in surprise, considering it was the first time I spoke up since we were all at Isla De Muerta. After a minute of silence, Jack spoke up once more, grabbing Barbossa's attention again.
"Although…I suppose I should be thanking you because, in fact, if you hadn't betrayed me and left me to die, I would have an equal share in that curse, same as you. Along with someone else who shall remain unnamed." Jack finished.
Jack grabs the apple in my hand, taking a bite out of it as well.
"Funny ol' world, innit?" Jack smiled.
Jack offers Barbossa an apple, feeling pretty confident at the moment. Barbossa only continued to glare at Jack. We all turn to look at the door as Bo'sun entered the room quickly, looking determined and angry.
"Captain, we're coming up on the Interceptor." He told Hector.
Shit!
Barbossa goes topside, Jack and I quickly following him. Jack quickly stands in front of Barbossa, attempting to block the view of the Interceptor.
"I'm having a thought here, Barbossa. What say we run up a flag of truce? I scurry over to the Interceptor, and I negotiate the return of your medallion, eh? What say you to that?" Jack smiled nervously.
"Now you see, Jack, that's exactly the attitude that lost you the Pearl. People are easy to search when they're dead." Barbossa turns over to Bo'sun. "Lock him in the brig."
Bo'sun grabs Jack by the arm and leads him away, before Barbossa stops Bo'sun again. For a moment, I thought Barbossa was changing his mind.
"Don't forget the girl." He added.
I clenched my fists tightly, wishing that I still had my sword with me. Even if Barbossa couldn't die at the moment, it would still feel nice if I could at least stab him where his black heart would be.
"You're a bastard and you always will be." I grumbled.
Barbossa glanced at me in confusion and anger.
"Take her to the brig." Barbossa repeated.
Soon enough, we're brought to the brig. Bo'sun pushes me into Jack as he locks us in our new prison cell. Jack points out how there's a leak as I grab a seat on the bench. I pulled my hat over my eyes and waited patiently.
"Feeling tired already?" Jack asked sarcastically.
"No. I'm just waiting for the opportune moment. You think you'd learn something by now, Jack." I chuckled dryly.
Jack shrugged and leaned against the cage, trying to figure out how to escape, but finding nothing so far.
"I'm surprised he hasn't figured out who you are yet." Jack suddenly said.
"Yeah, funny right?" I smirked. "Though my eyes are a huge giveaway. They always reminded him of my mother." I mentioned.
"So that's why you've been wearing the hat, aye?" Jack realized.
"Yup. I'll reveal myself when I look into his eyes and kill him myself." I grumbled.
The ship jolts violently, causing the both of us to hold onto something. It wasn't very hard to figure out that the Black Pearl was fighting the crew from the Interceptor.
"STOP BLOWING HOLES IN MY SHIP!" Jack yelled angrily.
Another hit to the ship caused Jack to pull me onto the floor in order to shield me from debris. Jack stared into my blue eyes, almost as if he was captivated by what he saw.
Why does he keep looking at me like that?
I cough as I got Jack's attention and pointed at the now broken cell door. Jack gets off of me, helping me up from the floor as we run out from the brig together. Jack grabs a rope from a pirate, pushing him into the water before wrapping an arm around my waist to pull me closer towards his body.
"Thanks very much." He smiled at the pirate.
We both swing onto the Interceptor, unexpectedly bumping into Mr. Gibbs right away.
"Jack! Isabella!" Gibbs shouted in surprise.
Jack hands him canteen, looking at Mr. Gibbs in disappointment.
"Bloody empty."
Jack goes over to help Elizabeth, who looked very anxious, unsure of what to do.
"That's not very nice. Where's the medallion?" Jack asked.
Elizabeth finally takes notice of Jack and glares at him before trying to give him a harsh slap to the face.
"Wretch!" She screamed.
Jack catches her wrist in time, looking amused with Elizabeth.
"Ahh. Where's dear William?"
My eyes widen as I glance over to see Will under a grate and run over immediately, trying to free Will before the water would rise and eventually drown him.
"Will!" I yelled worriedly.
"Isabella!"
Jack takes notice of the monkey and sees it carrying the medallion.
"Monkey!" Jack yelped, chasing the monkey.
"I can't move it!" I grew nervous.
I felt someone grab at me and fought against them with all that I had as I'm being dragged away
"Will!" I screamed.
"Isabella!" Will shouted.
Jack chases the monkey and stops when he climbs on top of someone. After glancing up he noticed that the monkey had returned to Barbossa, who in return, received the medallion from monkey, looking very pleased.
"Why, thank you, Jack."
"You're welcome." Jack smiled nervously.
"Not you. We named the monkey, Jack." Barbossa told him.
"Gents, our hope is restored!" Barbossa grinned.
The pirates cheer as they ignite the powder that lead to a huge amount of powder kegs. I stared at the scene with wide eyes, worried that Will had either drowned, or was now about to be blown to bits.
Both would be terrible.
"If any of you as much as thinks the word "parley," I'll have your guts for garters." Pintel warned the crew.
I gasp as the Interceptor is blown up. A lot of chunks of the ship were flying in all directions.
No...not him...anyone but him.
Elizabeth runs to attack Barbossa, who merely grabbed her by her arms.
"You've got to stop it! Stop it!" Elizabeth shrieked.
"Welcome back, Miss. You took advantage of our hospitality last time. It holds fair now that you return the favor." Barbossa snickered.
Barbossa pushes Elizabeth towards the crew, who in turn, start grabbing at her with their dirty hands. I felt tears spring into my eyes as it all finally sunk in.
"You bastard...YOU BASTARD!" I yelled angrily.
I broke free from Ragetti's grasp while grabbing his sword, running at Barbossa at full speed. The entire crew doesn't even know what's happening before I had the entire sword straight through his skull. Everyone stares at me in complete shock as they stare at Barbossa. After minutes of pure silence, Barbossa grabs the handle and slowly pulls the sword out from his head before grabbing his hat from the deck and putting it back on.
"You've got some nerve, girl." Barbossa practically growled.
I stood my ground even as he slapped me across my face. I hadn't even realized my hat had fallen off before I hear Barbossa and his crew gasp.
"I...Isabella...I thought you were..." Barbossa muttered.
"What? Dead? Is that what you were going to say?" I glared at him. "Ye made a huge mistake when ye decided to put me on the same island Jack Sparrow be on."
For once in his life, Hector Barbossa was at a loss of words.
"I hope you rot in hell once I break that damn curse and finally kill you myself." I chuckled dryly.
Before Barbossa can respond, Will leaps up onto the side of the ship.
"Barbossa!"
We all turned to see Will. I felt tears escape my eyes as I stared at William.
He's alive, that lucky bastard!
"Will." Elizabeth mumbled.
"She goes free." Will demanded, pointing his pistol at Barbossa.
"What's in your head, boy?" Barbossa laughed.
"She goes free!" He repeated.
"You've only got one shot, and we can't die." Barbossa pointed out.
"Don't do anything stupid." Jack stared at Will with wide eyes.
"You can't. I can." Will said.
Will points the gun at his head instead this time.
"Like that." Jack sighed.
"Who are you?" Barbossa asked.
"No one. He's no one. A distant cousin of my aunt's nephew twice removed. Lovely singing voice, though- -eunuch." Jack cut in.
"My name is Will Turner. My father was Bootstrap Bill Turner. His blood runs in my veins." Will confessed.
"He's the spitting image of ol' Bootstrap Bill come back to haunt us." Ragetti said.
"On my word do as I say, or I'll pull this trigger and be lost to Davy Jones' Locker." Will threatened.
Barbossa looked defeated, but nodded in agreement.
"Name your terms, Mr. Turner."
"Elizabeth goes free." Will told him.
"Yes, we know that one. Anything else?" Barbossa resisted the urge to roll his eyes.
"And Isabella. She goes free too."
Jack points at himself, hoping that William will mention him.
"And the crew- -the crew are not to be harmed." Will added.
"Agreed." Barbossa smiled.
What does that low life have in store this time? He's going to betray us, isn't he?
Hey fellas! I'm so happy that a lot of you like this story. I mean, I don't get many reviews on it, but I get those notification emails when someone favorites or follows the story. So thank you for that! I hope you enjoyed this chapter! I had fun writing it! If you have read my other fanfic, which I also plan on rewriting, The Adventures of Isabella Barbossa, there is a mention of her ship, the Bloody Deception. It's the name of her old ship. And don't worry if things don't make so much sense right now, I plan on rewriting the entire story, including my sequels which are basically the other two movies. I haven't even done the fourth POTC movie, and I'm not really considering on doing it. Mostly because of the fact that they should have stopped at the third movie. Not that I'm saying the fourth POTC film was terrible, but there really was no need for it. Just like there's absolutely no need for that new Fantastic Four movie. Sorry! Getting off topic here! Anyway, the story might not make sense at times, but I plan on going through all the fanfics related to this one and rewriting them, so don't freak out. I hope you liked this chapter, I'll try to update when I can. I'm currently on vacation, so don't get your hopes up, I'll be back home on 8/15/15. The wifi here is pretty bad, I'm even lucky I got to upload this chapter. Let me know what you think about this chapter, and please don't be too harsh, okay?
-bellas2silly