Before anyone knew what was happening shots were being fired from both sides. People swung on ropes, onto the enemy's ship. Shots rang out from the cannons and guns, swords and daggers clanged and clashed. The first battle was on. Mr. Gibbs looked mean and tough, until he decided to hide from the fight by climbing the ship's mast. Jack's crew looked at their enemies they looked to be nothing more than green and light blue decaying skin on black bones. "To the death!" they all yelled as charged again with more force than before.
Jack walked swiftly and calmly to the other ship, unnoticed by any crew member. For the moment. One corpse seemed to appear out of nowhere and held his sword over his head. "Arr!" He shouted. Jack waved his hand in front of his nose. "Okay, mate. I'll level with you." He motioned with his hands as though even he had no idea what he was talking about. "What year were ye born in?" The thing looked at it's barely there fingers "1700." Jack pursed his lips "Ah, well." The creature looked at him questioningly "Why?"
"To be perfectly honest mate, you're ruining this one." Jack thrust his sword through the corpse quickly and the corpse fell on his back gagging on his own breath and then he stopped moving at all. "Get up, Thomas! You're already dead you blithering idiot!" Another said as he saw Thomas go down. Thomas got up and scratched his head. Jack pulled his sword out and began to run. Arms flailing infront of him. Thomas ran behind him swatting the air with his blade.
"I was here first, you addlepate! What kind of a man are you?!" Jacinda said as she began pushing him off. "One that wishes to stay alive!" Jacinda pulled her sword out and accidently hit it into the mast instead of Gibbs. "You're a stubborn ass! That's what ya are!" Gibbs climbed carefully to the otherside and pulled out his flask and drank a little of it. Jacinda licked her lips as her eyes widened seeing the flask. She leaned a little closer slowly beginning to reach out for it. Gibbs saw her leaning for it. He moved it around in a circular motion. Jacinda's eyes never left it for a second. Gibbs held it over the edge and dropped it, Jacinda made a leap for it, grabbing nothing but air and one of her hands caught the mast and kept her from falling. She then made her way down the mast "We should keelhaul you, you landlubbing mystical winged fairy loving bastard." She mumbled as she went down to the deck.
On the other ship one woman stood facing Jack's ship. Two men stood beside her. The woman appeared to be in her early twenties, with long brown hair that went a little beyond her shoulders. She had dark brown eyes that glimmered in the sun as she stared straight ahead with no emotion. She grinned as she saw the ships in utter chaos. The man on her left was a foot taller than she was, while the man on the right was taller too, but not by much.
"Captain Morgan, why do you need me still? I don't want to get mixed up in this." She crossed her arms across her chest as she spoke to the man on her left. Morgan turned to her as he replied "Because you know the way to the treasure. Besides, they don't have a prayer." The woman gave a sinister grin. She turned briskly and walked towards the edge of the ship's deck. Captain Morgan looked to her with his one eye. "You know, Demeta, I'm getting extremely tired of you. Your job was simply to be in charge of telling us where the treasure was. And now you're finished."
Jack stood behind the wall listening in on the conversation. He knew Demeta from way back. She was the one who marooned him on the island and stole the Black Pearl and burned it in the ocean. Jack had never suffered a cut as deep as that one had. The Pearl was all he had. And now it was gone. Normally, he would never hurt a lady physically, but this girl was just a little more bitchier than he'd like.
Jaden, Shavai, and Megan continued slashing at the monsters surrounding them. They only had their backs to each other to get the monsters from all directions. Shavai looked to the other ship as she swiped a corpse's head off and kicked his body over. "Jaden, what the hell is Jack doing?!" Jaden looked back around for a moment. "I don't know! I'm not psychic!" Everything grew silent for a moment and the corpses became fewer and fewer. "Hey, where's Will?" They looked around and saw Will taking five of them on by himself. "Honestly, how daft is that euphic?!" Megan yelled as she looked at Shavai. "I'm pretty sure he's no euphnic..." Her voice trailed off. "Oh my god, you whore!" Megan began laughing. "You better go save lover-boy before he misses some vital attributes - we'll talk about this later."
Jaden looked over the deck, seeing the decapitated bodies everywhere brought back memories of Megan's little town. Right after Demeta and Captain Robert Morgan swept through it and about half of England and a couple of little known places along the Carribean. They left no survivors. No one was ever known to survive an attack by them except for Megan. Jaden snuck beside Jack as they both listened to the ensuing battle between Morgan and Demeta.
"What are you going to do if I don't lead you to the treasure? Kill me? Threaten me?" Demeta looked over the corner of the wall where Jaden and Jack were standing.
"You're going to take me to it or else." Robert replied glaring at her out of his one good eye.
"Or else, what?" Demeta stood with her arms held out.
Robert looked at her for a second, then walked over to her grabbing her around the back of her shoulders and just under her knees and threw her overboard. "Thanks for the map, love! It should take us there by the end of the seven days!"
Megan went to get her flask off the deck. She sighed as she bent down to pick it up, finding her hand come into contact with the flat side of a sword. Megan looked up and saw the brown eyes again. The ones that raged with fire and seemed to burn a whole right through her. She hoped it was a dream; or in this case, a nightmare that she would soon wake up from.
"Hello, love..." He whispered as he softly traced the sword up her arm to her neck and began to push it lightly.