*Rewritten*
Everything belongs to 'Pirates of the Caribbean' – Except my character 'Ann'
Chapter 10 – The Captain returns
The sound of Will sticking Bootstrap's knife in the table was all that could be heard other than Tia Dalma bustling around in the other room. When she re-emerged she was holding a tray with about half a dozen mugs balanced on it,
''Mrs Barbossa,'' she offered Ann a drink which she took, ''it's a shame. No woman should have ta watch their husband die,'' Ann bowed her head, not really wanting to hear this right now, ''and it's a pity for yer ship as well, sunk ta the bottom of de ocean'' she tutted then proceeded to pass a mug round to everyone,
''What does it matter, he's not comin' back…'' she trailed off looking thoughtfully into her mug before realising that everyone's eyes were on her, ''as fer the Pearl, I need a favour'' she said quickly and Tia Dalma leaned forward in interest, ''we need to get to Davy Jones' locker… Will requires the Black Pearl, I have no desire for it anymore… as fer Jack, well'' she smirked ''I have a use for him''
This seemed to trigger something because Tia Dalma jumped up and hurriedly walked over to Ann. Enthusiasm was an understatement, ''so you'd do it? You'd be willin' ta sail ta de ends of de earth ta fetch back witty Jack and him precious Pearl?''
''Aye'' she spoke, a little uncertain at the sudden out burst from the witch but none the less wanted her help,
''And would you do it?'' she asked Will, her eyes wide and hopeful,
''Aye'' she looked round the room, as if to ask the question and they all murmured their agreement, ''all right! But if yer goin' ta brave de weird and haunted shores at World's End, then you'll need a Captain who knows dose waters''
''No'' Ann spoke, ''I'll not sail under the command of…of… '' whilst she had been talking the crew had turned their attention to the stairs where they could hear heavy footfalls on the steps. Ann immediately recognised the familiar boots descending the stairs, followed by a pair of legs, a torso and then finally the face of Hector Barbossa himself. Monkey Jack was perched happily on his shoulder.
''So Ann, what's this I hear has become of our beloved Pearl?''