I Do Not Own Any Pirates of the Caribbean Movies

Darzit cackled loudly at the dinner table. "Tell me another story!"

Everyone was gathered at the dining table. Jack sat beside Darzit.

He cleared his throat nervously. "Ah, let's see… Oh look at the time. The thing is mate, we've got somewhere to be. You've got a splendid home and we thank you for your hospitality."

Abruptly, Jack stood up and motioned for François and Luxora to quickly rise.

"Wait," Darzit stopped them. "What is the rush? Must you leave now?"

"Yes. We've got a tight schedule and we're already behind by several days from staying here. Cheerio!"

As the three of them filed toward the exit Darzit stood up, looking very displeased.

"Jack Sparrow," he stated. "Surely you wouldn't leave without presenting a gift to the host."

Jack felt his shirt in attempt to give Darzit a last minute gift. When he found none, he shrugged his shoulders and smiled toothily at him.

"Whoops. It seems that I haven't got it on me. I'll send it to you right away," Jack then muttered to Luxora and Francois. "Let's go."

The trio took several steps further when they were stopped once again by Darzit's voice.

"Your accomplices may not leave with you."

Several of Darzits guards advanced on them with their swords raised. After a glance at his opponents Jack grinned smugly at them and grabbed for his pistol at his waist. Sadly, he had left his pistol and sword back in his room. Neither Luxora or François had any weapons on them either.

Once the realization sunk in Jack cried, "Gibbs!"

He took off running into a hallway calling for Mr. Gibbs.

"Time to go Gibbs! Where are you?" Jack's voice echoed in the hallway.

Luxora and François made haste and rushed after Jack, aware that they could not take on the guards. Darzit yelled out orders to his guards and they went after the party.

Jack continued to call for Mr. Gibbs, until he finally ran into him. Mr. Gibbs was carrying a bucket of waste out toward the decomposing pile when Jack bumped him, sending the waste onto Mr. Gibbs's shirt. He groaned in defeat.

"Jack, look what you just did! What is the meaning—"

"No time, my friend. Let's get the crew rounded up and get out of here."

Mr. Gibbs obeyed Jack without question. He went off to promote the rebellion to the other crew members while Jack made his way to the construction site.

Two guards apprehended him with their swords drawn. Jack suddenly gasped and pointed off to the left.

"What's that over there?"

Both guards turned to where he was pointing and Jack darted past them to run up onto the scaffolding. The scaffolding was almost as tall as the wall surrounding the palace compound. Jack scurried up a wooden ladder and pulled it up with him. The two guards scowled at him. One of them stabbed his sword up into the beam that made up the floor that Jack stood on. He started shaking the beam, making Jack start to lose his balance.

"Aye, mate! Stop that."

Jack used the ladder and jabbed the man in the face. Immediately the shaking stopped and the guard fell off of the scaffolding. With ease Jack knocked out the other guard. Then he took the saber that was stuck in the beam underneath as his own. Jack continued up the scaffolding until he was closest to the wall of the compound.

The ladder easily made the wall from the scaffolding. Jack hurried up the rungs and made it to the wall.

Before he jumped down, he grunted, "I'm coming for you."