Chapter 10: Isla Pelegostos

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You know that feeling that you get when you know that you are going to die? Or when you know something that will change your fate is about to happen? Or even that feeling of fear when you don't know what's going to happen next? Well, imagine all three of those fears tied together with anger at your big brother William Turner, and you'll know exactly how I felt.

I was being lead by two very large, very painted men. I was behind Will, who was a bit...tied up at the moment. His hands and ankles were bound to a large bamboo pole and he was unconscious. I hope. Two more men carried the pole over their shoulders.

I looked around me to see more native people. And lots of twig houses. These people seemed interesting, but I wondered what they wanted with me. I was of no importance to these people, and Will was only important to...well, let's face it, only to Elizabeth.

I decided to be a good little prisoner and let the two men lead me away very civilly. I did not want to cause a scene. Yet. I did, however, stop walking and swallow nervously as I looked at a long wooden bridge in front of me. I turned to the man on my right, "Um, is that safe?"

The man grunted and pushed me forward to keep me walking. I stumbled and stepped onto the bridge, gasping in fear that it would break under my weight and I would be sent plummeting to my death.

I did not fall, thankfully.

I was, however, quite nervous during the entire walk over the bridge. I kept glancing down, (which in hindsight, was not a very good idea), and walked like a stiff board.

I smiled slightly, only one more step and-

There. I was off that awful bridge. Suddenly, the large party of natives stopped walking. I could not see ahead of the people so I didn't know what was going on. All that I heard were words in a language that I had never heard before. However, I did see my brother slowly lift his head as he became conscious. Well then, so he wasn't dead.

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"Jack?" he whispered, barely intelligible. So much so that I almost believed that he had not just said-

"Jack Sparrow?" He said much louder. Oh. He had said Jack's name. But why? I craned my neck to see, but was pulled away by my captors. I sighed.

"I can honestly say that I am glad to see you," Will called out. I rolled my eyes, still believing that Will was delusional. Jack wasn't here. Was he?

"Jack, it's me! Will Turner!" Will called out once more. I balled my fists, wishing that I knew what was going on.

"Pase ko," I heard, without a doubt, Jack's voice say. My ears strained to hear what was going on, but I realized that Jack was speaking that natives' tongue. The natives responded, including the two holding me.

"Tell them to let me down!" Will called out. I glared at his back. He did not mention me! Why not? He should! After all, he nearly killed me, not even a day ago!

"Kelay lum. Lum piki piki, lum eenise weensie." I heard Jack call out.

What language was he speaking?

"Lum say say, eunuchy, snip snip." I laughed quietly. Will was most definitely not pleased by that comment. All the natives looked at each other, repulsed.

"Jack! The compass! That's all I need! Elizabeth is in danger!"

I grimaced. Funny how Will conveniently left me out, isn't it?

"Jack, we were arrested for helping you! She faces the gallows!"

My lord! Will he ever shut it?

"Snay say sha, smomy lama shuku. Savvy? Bon liki liki."

All the tribal people shouted back, "Bon liki liki!" They then marched off with Will. Some part of me worried about what would happen to my brother. However, the larger part of me was still quite annoyed that he left me out. Again. Will kept shouting for Jack, and when he saw me, he shouted my name as well. I smiled and waved at my brother.

Then the two men walked forward with me. My smile dropped and I stumbled, being caught off guard.

One of the men called out something in another language and Jack stopped moving. He had his back turned to me. He turned around and his eyes found mine immediately. His eyes were swimming with worry and he looked at me a second more before turning back to the man that had spoken, and replied to him.

Suddenly, the two men let me go, but one of them held up the pearl necklace around my neck, then said something. Jack stepped forward and took the necklace in his own hand. His eyes were scanning the markings on the beads.

I studied his face, which was painted in different colors, like the natives'. He also had three sets of eyes painted on his face, one of which were on his eyelids. He slowly lifted his eyes to mine, "What are you doing here?" he whispered.

"Will dragged me along," I whispered back. Something was wrong, but I didn't know what. He tentatively lifted a hand to brush my cheek before he turned swiftly to face the natives. He said something in that infernal language and then he turned back to me. "Do what they want," he whispered quickly before turning away and walking to his throne.

I nodded as a woman walked toward me. She held out her hand and I took It warily, not knowing what was going on. The woman smiled and bowed her head before she led me away to an another area somewhere behind Jack's thrown. I looked back at Jack, worriedly. What was going on?

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