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Queen Anne's Revenge

"Oh." Maisie stared into the barrel of the pistol aimed at her forehead. Jack looked between Maisie and the pistol. He rolled over and on top of Maisie.

"You'll have to go through me first, mate." He stated.

"Ack! Jack! You're squashing meee!" Maisie complained underneath him.

"Gladly..." Blackbeard aimed the pistol at Jack but Preggers stepped forward.

"Father! Remember. He has been to...that place we are going." She said.

"Have I told you, sir, what a lovely daughter you have?" Jack smiled. Maisie growled.

"A fitting last sight for a doomed soul." Blackbeard smirked.

"Mercy, father. The seas, the sky know nothing of mercy. You can put yourself above them." Preggers said.

"If I don't kill a man every now and then, they forget who I am." Blackbeard shrugged.

"Coward!" Philip called. Everyone turned to look at him.

"Hmm?" Blackbeard looked at the young man.

"They do not forget. Your crew sees you for the miscreant you are, a coward, no matter how many you slay." Philip said.

"Twice in one day, I find myself in a bewilderment."

"You are not bewildered. You are afraid. You dare not walk the path of righteousness, the way of the light."

Maisie was officially squashed now. She had trouble breathing.

"Jack! Get off! I can't breathe!" She said hoarsely. Jack rolled off and air finally filled her lungs. She tuned back into the conversation between Blackbeard and Philip.

"I am a bad man." Blackbeard stated, somewhat proudly.

"That, too." Philip shrugged.

"I think I have to kill you as well, catechist."

"No!" Preggers stepped forward.

"All Latin blood, just like her mother." Blackbeard sighed.

"Father, you must not."

"Ah, ah, ah. There I am again, forgetting. My daughter fears for my soul...what's left of it. My eternal soul." Blackbeard turned to Preggers. "Endless damnation, the fiery pit, should I strike down an emissary of the Lord. Worse than all my other sins put together, that's the way of it? You truly hope to save me, my child?"

"Every soul can be saved."

"Be that true, young cleric?"

"Yes, though you I see as a bit of a longshot." Philip shrugged. Maisie couldn't help but laugh a little. Everyone besides Jack glared at her.

"Sorry! Geez..." She muttered.

"Still, I pray for every unfortunate soul on this hellbound vessel." Philip continued.

"You see?" Preggers turned to Blackbeard.

"You disarm me with your faith. Eight bells. Which wretched soul stood watch?" Blackbeard called. No one moved.

"I did, sir. I stood watch." Jack piped up. Blackbeard shook his head, knowing he was lying and looked to one of the zombies. The gunner looked towards the cook hanging in the ratlines. "You?"

"Aye." The cook hung his head.

"Aye. The cook. Perfect. Lower the longboat!" Blackbeard ordered. The longboat was lowered and the cook climbed inside. He fumbled with the oars. "Bring her about!" Blackbeard called.

"Why do you do this?" Preggers asked.

"Mutiny." He shrugged. "Our laws be clear."

"Our laws allow the Captain to show leniency."

"I have given this man a chance to determine his fate. A gift not offered to all." Blackbeard turned and looked out into the water. The cook rowed for all he was worth, trying to put distance between him and the ship. Blackbeard turned to Philip. "You, now. A chance to show the worth of our prayers. Pray he be delivered from..." He shrugged. "Evil. Course made!"

The Revenge lined itself up with the longboat. Philip rushed forward.

"Stop! Give that man a chance. Give yourself-"

"FIRE!" Blackbeard ordered. Suddenly, Greek Fire flared out from the prow, cooking the cook. Maisie turned away as she heard him scream.

"Oh god..."

"You know when I feel closest to our Maker? When I see suffering, pain, and anguish. That is when the veil is lifted, and the true design of this world is revealed." Blackbeard said casually to Philip.

"And I see it revealed when, in times of hardship and tragedy, kindness and compassion are shown to those in need."

"Perhaps you will pray for him to be unharmed? Yes? No. Of course not. You pray only for what chance might offer on its own, lest the weakness of your God be revealed."

"Please. There is still hope for that man-"

"AGAIN!" Blackbeard ordered. The Greek Fire exploded from the prow again. Maisie buried her face in Jack's shirt. Jack placed comforting arms around her as he watched the scene.

"That sick bastard." Maisie muttered.

London (A few weeks earlier)

"They left me. I can't believe it! They left me!" Tori complained, grabbing a tankard of rum and plopping down by Teague. He looked at her for a second before going back to playing his guitar. "That's it! I'm going after them right now! Haha!" Tori stood up, but staggered and had to steady herself on the table. "Meh...Maybe I'll go tomorrow..." Tori collapsed back in her chair and nodded off. Teague smiled and shook his head. He put his guitar down and slung her arm over her shoulder, helping her to her room.

The next morning, Tori awoke with a splitting headache. She went over to the washbasin and splashed her face. Grabbing a piece of parchment and a quill, she hurried downstairs. She cleared a table and sat down.

"Make your mark, gents! Sign up to sail aboard the Fortune Hunter! Sail to the wonderful paradise of the Caribbean!" She called. Suddenly, a bunch of hungover pirates made their way over to her table, scribbling down their names.

Queen Anne's Revenge

"Ow! Watch it, zombie dude!" Maisie complained as the zombie pinned her shirt to the bulkhead.

"We've no interest in the Fountain, so if your heart's set, just drop me and me wife off anywhere." Jack said.

"Your words surround you like fog. Make them hard to see." Blackbeard said from his desk.

"And you? The mighty Blackbeard. Beheaded, they say, and still you swam three times around your ship, then climbed back on board. Yet here you are, running scared-"

"Scared?" Blackbeard looked up.

"To the Fountain." Maisie said. Blackbeard stood up and approached her, his big, bushy black beard in her face.

"My death is nigh...The fates have spoken, the threads of destiny woven."

"You have a high regard for fate." Jack said.

"And you?" Blackbeard turned to Jack.

"I'm skeptical of predicting any future which includes me or me wife."

"It be foolish to battle fate, but I am pleased to cheat it. I will reach the Fountain. You two will lead me." Blackbeard said, turning away and heading back towards his desk. Jack reached up and searched for the knife. He found it, grabbed it and yanked it out of the wall. Maisie did the same.

"Those knives will serve you no better then the mutiny you devised." Blackbeard said, not looking up from his desk.

"The mutiny served us well. It gained an audience with you." Jack smirked.

"Oh?"

"To warn you. Regarding your First Mate, who pretends to be persons she is not."

"Do tell."

"Yeah, and tell him what she did to me!" Maisie added.

"She is not your daughter. What she is, is evil. More to be feared than a wild beast. Hungry wild beast. From hell. Vengeful, hungry, from hell. Beast. Wild." Jack counted the items on his fingers.

"And a bitch! She tied me up, gagged me and locked me in a closet!" Maisie said.

"You speak thusly of my own flesh and blood?" Blackbeard said angrily. He came over, grabbed one of Jack's dreadlocks and cut it off.

"Hey! I work hard on maintaining his hair!" Maisie complained. It was true, she kept his dreads from getting too out of hand. They had started to get long, so she kept them trimmed to where they were during AWE. Maybe a tad longer. Anyway, they moved forward and peered over at Blackbeard's desk. He was making Jack and Maisie Sparrow voodoo dolls.

"Sir. The woman is consummate in the art of deception." Jack warned. "I know. I taught her. Though I cannot claim credit for her abundance of natural talent-"

"Angelica. My daughter. The one good and true thing I have done in this world. And you claim to have corrupted her?"

"Thanks, Jack. It's all your fault she's a lying bit-" Maisie started but was interrupted when the door creaked open.

"Father?" Preggers stepped into the room. "Oh, good. He's still alive. But her...Get rid of her."

"Love you too, Preggers." Maisie muttered. Blackbeard picked up Jack's voodoo doll and began to carve in it. Jack winced in pain, trying to not show it. "Jack? Jack, what's wrong?" Maisie asked.

"No need to hurt him, Father. He will help, won't you, Jack?" Preggers smiled.

"Do you see? Even now, she attends to your welfare. Giving lie to the claims you make of her." Blackbeard said, picking up Maisie's doll and doing the same.

"Ah!" Maisie clutched her chest. Blackbeard made a final downward slash, causing her to scream. Jack went to hold her but staggered backwards when Blackbeard did the same to his doll. He opened up his shirt, revealing a bloody pitchfork-shaped upside-down cross.

"Son of a bitch!" Maisie cried, pulling down her shirt to look at the smaller version of the cross above her left breast.

"You will lead us to the Fountain, yes?" Preggers asked. Blackbeard picked up the dolls and dangled them over a candle flame. Jack put his hands on his temples as Maisie staggered back and leaned against the wall.

"Put another way: If I do not arrive there in time...Neither will you two." Blackbeard dropped the dolls on the desk. Maisie collapsed to her knees and gasped for air.

"I'll have a look-see at those charts, then." Jack forced a smile. The cook stood at the door, now in zombie form. Jack helped Maisie to her feet and they shuffled out and up to the helm.

There you have it! Isn't Blackbeard a total nutcase? Geez! More Flik, Erin and the kids in the next chapter!

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