Chapter 7

I had a terrible feeling that this compromise between Will and my father wouldn't have the ending that Will might have pictured. Barbossa doesn't like to lose and in some way he always finds a way to turn the table to favorer him no matter what it took. I wasn't looking forward to see what he had hidden up his sleeve. I watched Barbossa walking around the deck bark orders at his crew as they ran to there stations. Then he began to walk back towards our group. "Pintel and Ragetti," he shouted they came scaring up to him

"Yes sir?" they asked

"Take Nightstar and Mr. Sparrow to my courters," he ordered Pintel grabbed me and led me to the captain courters with Ragetti and Jack behind us. They quickly put us into the all too familiar courters and left to do there other duties. We stood there waiting only a few minutes latter Koehler and my father came to join us.

Barbossa walled over to us stoping in front of me and said

"Awww Rosie it nice seeing you again,"

"Wish I could say the same," I murmur

"Oh my now that's no way of speaking to your father?" He pinched my cheek "We'll have plenty of time together to fix that," he grinned

"What do you mean?" I asked him glaring into his endless black eyes

"I still have blood to pay so instead of getting my hands dirty. I thought you being my only flesh and blood would be honored to help me in this little ordeal," he explained

"I would rather die!" I screamed

"I knew you wouldn't like the idea so I came up with a little arrangement," he looked over to Koehler and nodded. At first I didn't understand what was going on. Until I saw out of the corner of eye Jack reselling with Koehler. I snapped my head around and was horrified at what I saw. His blade pressed against Jacks throat ready for my fathers next commanded.

"I knew something was going to go wrong and I think its going to get even worst," I thought to myself. Barbossa took a step closer and asked

"What are you willing to do for the man you love Rosie? What are you willing to give?"

"She's not going to give you anything," Jack said firmly he was struggling to get out of Koehler death hold. But that only caused him press the blade harder to Jacks' throat. The blood began to trickle down his neck. Flashes of that terrible night went through my head. Her pleading for her life, begging them to let me go, It sliding across my mothers throat, and there was so much blood.

"STOP!" I screamed my legs felt like jelly I couldn't stand any longer. I fell onto my knees. "I'll do it. I'll give my blood but Jack mustn't be harmed and he goes free along with Elizabeth. Thoughts are my terms," I looked straight at my father waiting for his answer. He grinned and said

"Deal," Koehler released Jack and sheaved his sword. "I'll give you ten minutes to say your far wells," he said triumphant once again.