Ali, looked up, noticing that Will was being harassed by a whore, and Libby by some drunk men. Sighing, she got up from Jack's lap, and made her way over, she started with Libby.
"Leave her alone" She growled, and pushed her towards Gibbs and Jack. The drunk men scowled, and turned back to their drink. Ali let a breath or relief, it went better then she thought. She turned to Will, and shoved off the whore, who gasped girlishly, and left with a death stare. Ali chuckled, and shoved him towards the table too. Jack pulled her back on his lap, where she dozed off.
Early next morning, Ali sat on a barrel looking at the sunrise. She closed her eyes, and let the warmth bathe her. She heard someone walk on board the ship. Opening one eye, she saw that is was Jack.
"Hello Luv" He greeted her, sitting down on a box opposite her.
"Hey Cap'n" She nodded her head.
"You can call me Jack." He said. She opened both her eyes now, and looked at him, surprised, he let almost no one call him by his name, she smiled.
"Would you let me play with your hair?" He asked uncertainly.
"So long as you don't rip it out." She joked, but Ali moved her seat closer to his.
Alvida took of her hat, and shook out her hair. Then she untied her bandana and took out her comb. He grinned, and took the comb from her, fished out a little bag from his belt. She grimaced hoping that he wouldn't do anything she'd regret. He acted gently, not pulling at all. He combed through all her hair, and began plaiting.
"Close yer eyes." He told er, and she obeyed.
Ali was beginning to fall asleep, she noticed that there was no one pulling her hair any more. She frowned, and opened her eyes. Jack was sitting in front of her, almost inspecting Ali's face. When he saw she was awake, he grinned.
"Look luv." He held out a mirror. She took it, and looked at her reflection. Laughing, she noticed all the beads and trinkets that he had plaited into her hair.
"I look to much like you Jack." She laughed.
"No worries luv, there's no problem with having look alike Jack's…wait that would only work of you were a man, not a woman, but still, I think it looks rather appealing on you." He finished.
Ali grinned, and tied her bandana back around her hair. She put her hat on, and then sniffed, tilting her head at the mirror, she wished she looked prettier. Sparrow looked at her, and furrowed his brows.
"What are you thinking?" He asked. She looked up at him.
"I wish I was prettier." She answered, putting her head up. He started at this.
"Wish you were prettier luv? You are one of the most beautiful creatures I have ever seen." He told her, making colour creep up her cheeks. They were both woken up from their trance when Gibbs and Liberty walked aboard.
"He is a superstitious old goat." She complained.
"Well, it's bad luck to have a woman aboard a ship!" Gibbs retorted. "Isn't it Jack?"
"Gibbs, leave Miss Bellamy alone, we need all the help we can get." He told him, then walked off the Interceptor. Alvida looped her arm through Libby's, and they both followed Jack. Gibbs came last, muttering under his breath. Will stood by a line of men, and looked to Jack.
"Feast your eyes,
Captain. All of them, faithful hands before the mast, every man worth
his salt. And crazy to boot." Gibbs said more cheerfully then
before.
"So this is your able-bodied crew?" Will asked Jack
sarcastically. Jack gave him a glare, then walked up to a man with a
parrot on his shoulder.
"You, sailor!" Gibbs shouted.
"Cotton, sir."
Gibbs told Jack.
"Mr. Cotton... do you have the courage and
fortitude to follow orders and stay true in the face of danger and
almost certain death? Mr. Cotton ! Answer, man!" Jack asked, as if
he had already planned exactly what he was going to ask. Ali tried to
suppress her laughter.
"He's a mute, sir. Poor devil had his
tongue cut out, so he trained the parrot to talk for him. No one's
yet figured how." Gibbs gave a story, while Cotton opened his mouth
to reveal no tongue. Jack gagged slightly, then turned to his
parrot.
"Mr. Cotton 's... parrot. Same question."
"Wind
in the sails! Wind in the sails!" The parrot cawed.
"Mostly,
we figure, that means yes." Gibbs said.
"O'course it does."
Jack agreed, then turned to Will "Satisfied?"
"Well, you've
proved they're mad." he said.
"And what's the benefit for us?"
A more feminie voice shouted. Jack walks in the direction of the
voice, grimacing, and Ali follows, unsure.
"Anamaria." He says
after he's taken of her hat. He was greeted by a slap, which Ali
didn't defend, and she got a look from jack, and she shrugged,
giggling.
"I suppose you didn't deserve that one either." He
said to Jack
"No, that one I deserved." He told them.
"You
stole my boat!" She poked a finger at him.
"Actually-" Jack
gets slapped again "borrowed. Borrowed without permission. But with
every intention of bringing it back to you." He finished, and
rubbed his cheek.
"But you didn't!" She told him.
"You'll
get another one." He said, trying to cheer her up.
"I will."
She threatens.
"A better one." Will adds.
"A better one!"
Jack agrees.
"That one." Will points to the Interceptor.
"What
one? That one?!" Jack looks at Will, glaring, Ali then whispers in
Jack's ear, then he grins. "Aye, that one. What say you?"
"Aye!" The crew
shouts, and they head on board.
"Anchors aweigh." The parrot
screeches.
"No, no, no, no, no, it's frightful bad luck to bring
a woman aboard, sir." Gibbs pleaded
"It'd be far worse not to
have her." Jack said, looking up at the sky. Gibbs and Will looked
up as well. Ali cleared her throat, and pointed out the obvious, all
three looked away.
As they were sailing, a huge storm broke out. Ali climbed up the mast, with all her will, to free a rope that got caught. Jack was a madman, sailing, he was grinning, looking at his compass, the rest of the men were working on pulling a rope.
"How can we sail to an island that nobody can find with a compass that doesn't work?" She heard Will ask Gibbs.
"Aye, the compass doesn't point north but we're not trying to find north, are we?" Gibbs told him. He then staggered up to Jack.
"We should drop Canvas, Sir" He shouted.
"She could hold a bit longer!" Jack said, still grinning.
"What's in your head that's put you in such a fine mood, Captain?" Gibbs asked.
"We're catching up!" He said, his face alight with lightening.
Ali fished for the rope that had got caught, she was stretching out her hands, holding onto the mast by her legs. She began to slide down, with a huff, she climbed back up. I'll have to make a jump for it. Alvida sized the distance.
"Come down Ali, It's to Dangerous" A stressed Liberty called out.
"No, not until I get this rope." She called back. Liberty waved her hands anxiously. Jack had looked up, and saw Ali trying to get the rope, his heart stopped.
Ali looked back at the rope, then poised to jump, she waited then at the crack of thunder, she jumped, slanting her body, she reached for the rope, and caught it. She slipped down it, but began to climb, the wind made everything around her spin, and the rain spat at Ali. As she climbed, she reached the tangle. Holding onto the other rope that it had gotten tangled to. Alvida freed it, then her eyes widened as she began to swing backwards, around the ship. She yelped in surprise, and then landed on her bottom, right in front of Jack. He looked at her in surprise, then laughed, and helped her up. She growled, and rubbed her lower back.
After they had run the storm, they sailed into a lagoon.
"DEAD MEN TELL NO Tales." The parrot screeched into the fog.
Leaning against the rail, Ali looked out. She thought about what the parrot had said.
"I can name dead men that tell tales." She told Jack quietly. He nodded, agreeing with her.
"Puts a chill in the bones, how many honest sailors have been claimed by this passage." Gibbs said, looking over the edge of the Interceptor.
"What exactly do you mean by that?" Liberty whispered. Glancing fearfully over the edge.
"How is it Jack came by that compass?" Will asked, wisely changing the subject. Ali, listened, then leaving Jack, she joined them.
"Not a lot's known about Jack Sparrow before he showed up in Tortuga with a mind to go after the treasure of the Isla de Muerta. That was before I met him, back when he was Captain of the Black Pearl." Gibbs said.
"And that's his rightful place." Ali said, surprising them.
"What? He failed to mention that." Will said, looking from both Ali to Gibbs.
"Well, he plays things closer to the vest now. And a hard-learned lesson it was. See three days out on the venture the first mate comes to him and says everything's an equal share. That should mean the location of the treasure, too, so Jack gives up the bearings. That night there was a mutiny. They marooned Jack on an island and left him to die but not before he'd gone mad with the heat." Gibbs told Liberty and Will.
"So that's the reason for all the…" Will did an ill impression of Jack, earning a look from Ali.
"Reason's got nothing to do with it. Now Will, when a man is marooned he is a given a pistol with a single shot - one shot. Well it won't do much good hunting or to be rescued. But after three weeks of a starvin' belly and thirst, that pistol will start to look real friendly. But Jack - he escaped the island, and he still has that one shot. Oh, but he won't use it, though, save for one man. His mutinous first mate." Ali said, sitting down on a barrel, joined by Will, Liberty and Gibbs.
"Barbossa" Will finished. Ali nodded.
"How did Jack get of the Island?" Liberty asked, intrigued. Ali nodded to Gibbs.
"Well, I'll tell ye. He waded out into the shallows and there he waited three days and three nights till all manner of sea creature came and acclimated to his presence. And on the fourth morning, he roped himself a couple of sea turtles, lashed 'em together and made a raft." Gibbs said excitedly.
"He roped a couple of sea turtles?" Will asked. Liberty and Will looked at each other, estranged.
"What did he use for rope?" Liberty asked uncertainly. Ali grinned, and Gibbs looked behind him, to find Jack standing there.
"Human Hair… From my back." He said. Ali giggled.
"Let go of Anchor!" He yelled.
"Let go of anchor, sir!" The crew yelled back.
"Young Mr. Turner and I are to go ashore." He said. Ali looked at him.
"I'm going with you" She said.
"No luv, I'll not have you butchered by these skeletons." He said. "You'll stay here."
"No Jack, I'm going with you." She glared. He glared back.
"If anything should happen to you… I would sooner kill myself." He said.
"No Jack, I'm going with you, I have to." She began to plead.
"If she's going, I'm going." Liberty stood up.
"No, Libby, you stay, you're in my care, and you will not go." She said. Starting down after Jack, who sat in the boat, muttering.
"Captain, what if the worst should happen?" Gibbs asked, before they left.
"Keep to the code." Jack said solemnly.
"Aye, the code." Gibbs answered.
They rowed towards the cave. Ali sat in the middle motionlessly, she was thinking, she honestly did not want Jack to be mad at her. She looked at him as he rowed. He sighed, and looked away.
"What Code is Gibbs to keep to if the worst should happen?" Will asked, looking at a skeleton with sword through the skull.
"Pirates code…Any mad that falls behind, is left behind." Jack answered, avoiding Ali's eyes.
"No heroes among thieves, eh?" Will asked sarcastically.
"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…" They looked into the water to find gold. "and you're completely obsessed with treasure." He finished, they jumped out of the long boat, and onto the rock.
"That's not true. I am not obsessed with treasure." Will argued. They followed Jack around a passage.
"Not all treasure is silver and gold mate." Jack said, leaning against a mound of dirt, and looked through the large hole. Will and Ali climbed up to see a cave filled with pirates, and gold, lot's of gold. Barbossa was standing in the middle, on the largest mound of treasure, with Elizabeth at his side, there was a large chest in front of him.
"Gentlemen, the time has come! Our salvation is nigh! Our torment is near at end." Barbossa yelled to his crew, who cheered.
"Elizabeth" Will breathed.
"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 continued, the men cheered again.
"Suffered I have!" Ragetti joined in.
"Punished, we were. The lot of us - disproportionate to our crimes! Here it is, the cursed treasure of Cortés himself. Every last piece that went astray, we have returned...save for this." Barbossa said, throwing of the lid of the chest, and then pointing at the medallion around Elizabeth's neck.
"Jack!" Will growled, then began to climb up, upsetting some of the treasure that lay. Ali saw the monkey look in their direction.
"Not yet. We wait for the opportune moment." Jack growled back, and pulling him back, and down, Ali followed, quiet as ever.
"881 we found but despaired of ever finding the last" They heard Barbossa ramble.
"When's that? When it's of greatest profit to you?" Will challenged him.
"May I ask you something? Have we ever given you reason not to trust us? Do us a favour - I know it's difficult for you, but please stay here and try not to do anything stupid." Jack told Will, motioning to Ali.
"And who among us
has paid the blood sacrifice owed to the heathen gods?" Barbossa
asked.
"Us!" The pirates yelled.
"And whose blood must
yet be paid?" He asked.
"Hers!" The
pirates yelled, pointing at Elizabeth.
"You know the first thing
I'm goin' to do after the curse is lifted? Eat a whole bushel of
apples. Begun by blood...by blood undone." Barbossa told
Elizabeth, then cut her hand.
"Waste not" Barbossa said, then put the medallion in her hand, and his hand on her wrist, dropping the medallion.
Ali was following Jack, who was creeping down a tunnel, he had looked at her with soft eyes, then turned around. Ali did not notice Will creep up on them. He then slammed Jack in the back of the head, with and oar. Ali looked at him.
"Sorry, I will not be your leverage." He told her. She pulled out her sword.
"All I need is a little blood Will." She said, and drew nearer to him. He stopped and turned around, eyes wide.
"You have not yet seen me fight, here's the chance." She drawled.
"I must go get Elizabeth." He said stiffly.
"Then here's something to remember me by." She swiftly cut him, and put her hand on the cut, wetting her hand with his blood, she ran back to Jack, realising how far they had walked. He was laying on the ground, still breathing. Will swore, and angrily stormed down the cave, in hopes of getting to Elizabeth.
"Wake up Jack!" She muttered, his head in her lap. She had tried splashing water in him, slapping him. Then she thought, with a grin she leaned down to his face.
Barbossa stood, waiting for the transformation back into a human. He waited, as did they all, and found that they felt the same.
"Did it work?"
Koehler asked.
"I don't feel no different." Ragetti said.
"How
do we tell?" Pintel asked.
"You're not dead." Koehler
said.
"No. He shot me!" Pintel exclaimed.
"It didn't
work." Ragetti said.
"The curse it still upon us!" Twigg
shouted.
"You, maid! Your father, what was his name? Was your
father William Turner?" Barbossa asked, shaking her by the
arm.
"No." Elizabeth said menacingly.
"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
shouted at her, then slapped her, making her fall backwards, with the
medallion.
"You two! You brought us the wrong person!" The Bo'
sun shouted at Pintel and Ragetti.
:No! She had the medallion.
she's the proper age." Pintel rebuked.
"She said her name was
Turner - you heard her!" Ragetti said, then pointed to Barbossa.
At this point, Will had appeared, and had taken Elizabeth, quickly and silently.
"I think she lied
to us." Ragetti said.
"You brought us here for nothing."
Twigg said to Barbossa.
"I won't take questioning and no second
guesses, not from the likes of you, Master Twigg." Barbossa glared
at him.
"Who's to blame? Every decision you've made has led us
from bad to worse." Koehler said.
"It was you who sent
Bootstrap to the depths!" Another Pirate declared.
"And it's
you who brought us here in the first place." Bo' sun shouted.
"If any coward
here dare challenge me, let him speak! Hmm?" Barbossa said, pulling
out his sword.
"I say, we cut her throat and spill all her
blood, just in case." Koehler growled.
"The medallion! She's taken it! Get after her! You feckless pack of ingrates!" Barbossa shouted, noticing that she was gone, with the medallion.
Ali had awaken Jack with her kiss. He looked at her yearningly, but shook himself out of it. She had simply smiled. Then gotten up, pulling him up. He then took her by the waist, and pulled her around a corner. They turned right into Barbossa's crew. Ali stopped. Jack furrowed his brows.
"You!" Ragetti calls.
"You're supposed to be dead!" Pintel exclaims.
"Am I not?" Jack asks, looking at himself, then turns around, pulling Ali after him, Only to turn into more swords. He turns back around.
"Palulay...palu-li-la-la-lulu, parlili... parsnip, pasley, par - partner, partner…" Jack mumbles, his hand making motions. Ali grins, and turns to the pirates.
"He means Parley." She says to Pintel.
"Parley! That's the one. Parley! Parley!" Jack grins at Ali, putting his hand back around her waist.
"Parley? Down to the depths whatever man that thought up 'parley!" Pintel cursed.
"That would be the French." Jack cleared.
"Not more
pirates." Elizabeth sighs, as she boards the Interceptor.
"Welcome
aboard, Miss Elizabeth." Gibbs welcomes her.
"Mr. Gibbs?"
Elizabeth asks, surprised.
"Hey, boy, where be Jack and Miss
Reade?" He asks angrily.
"Jack? Jack Sparrow?"
Elizabeth asks.
"They fell
behind." he said, then pulled Elizabeth away.
"Keep to the
code." Gibbs says, sullenly.
"Weigh anchor! Hoist the sails!
Make quickly, divvies." Anamaria commands.
"How the blazes did you get of that island?" Barbossa asks Will, amazed.
"When you marooned me on that godforsaken piece of land, you forgot one very important thing mate. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow!" He says smartly.
"Ah, well I won't be making that mistake again. Gents, you remember Captain Jack Sparrow? Kill 'im" Barbossa motioned to his crew. This time Ali stepped forward, making Jack growl.
"The girl's blood didn't work? Did it?" Her voice purred. Barbossa immediately turned around, he spotted her and smiled.
"Please excuse me Miss, and who might you be?" He asked, suddenly interested.
"I am Alvida Reade, and as stated before, her blood didn't work, did it?" Barbossa looked at them.
"You know who's blood we need." He stated, not a question.
"Aye, We know who's blood ye need." They said, in synch.
