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A Major Screw Up

Jas tapped her manicured nails against the frosted mug and bit her lip. The bar man was glaring at the two pirates in rage. "How dare you show your face in my pub? Leave this instant or I'll call for the-"

A gunshot rang out and Jas shrieked when the bar man crumpled to the floor. She jumped up and peered over the counter. A pool of blood was gathering around his shoulder and his breathing was laboured, most likely from shock. Jas quickly took off a ribbon from her dress and wrapped it tightly around the wound.

She glanced back up as she hoisted the injured man up. Only a few patrons remained with their eyes wide with shock. "Don't just sit there! Get off your butt and get this guy some help!"

Two men hesitantly got up and took the man by the arms carefully and rushed out. The pub was now empty, but Jas knew the Navy officers would be arriving soon. She sat back down on her stool and tried to seem calm. "That was uncalled for."

"He was getting on my nerves. Just as you have been these past few days." Teague slipped the pistol in his holder and glowered at the girl.

Jas leaned back and arched an eyebrow. "Well, I'm afraid Beckett took the book. So if you want to kill me you better get it over with."

"As tempting as that is lassie, I know you took the heart. Where is it?" Jack narrowed his brown eyes.

Jas hoped those Navy officers would be coming soon. "I'm pretty sure I'm not going to tell you. And you can't kill me because you need me to tell you where the heart is."

Shouts could be heard from outside, and the pounding of feet signalled that the Navy officers were surrounding the pub. Jack cursed and quickly blocked the door with a wooden table. Jas shrieked in protest when Teague strode over and swiftly tossed her over his shoulder. "PUT ME DOWN!"

He ignored her. Jack smashed the glass in the back windows and the two pirates escaped just as the front door was busted down. Jas screamed wildly, kicking and thrashing and extremely irritated when she was not put down.

I did not expect this to happen... Jas thought with a frown. Her father was certainly going to have a heart attack this time. Her mother was going to sell her sword off to an idiot. At least the ruby was safe.

They boarded the Pearl and the crew quickly set sail. The confused shouts of the Navy were soon lost to the wind as they set sail. Jas grunted as she was deposited onto the deck. She glowered up with burning blue eyes and scowled. "I refuse to tell you where I put the heart."

A blade was pressed into her neck. "For the love of Britain, do you have any idea how many scars I have on my neck now?"

But the blade wasn't going to slit her throat. Instead it sliced cleanly through the latch holding the amulet and the weight was removed from her chest. Jas gaped in shock when Jack held the glittering jewel in his grasp.

"Then how about a trade? I give you your precious amulet when I get Davy Jones' heart."

Crap! Jas thought frantically. How was she going to get out of this one?

Wait...

A crude plan took shape in her mind. She hoped it would work, or else she would either be dead or her amulet would be lost. Jas wasn't quite sure what option she wanted.

"Do we have an accord?" Jack asked, hand held out.

"Yes." Jas muttered and shook. "So, after I tell you, are you going to bring me home?"

Jack hesitated. Teague frowned at her before responding. "I would love to leave you to rot on a deserted island, but your father would hang us in a second. Be grateful you have a powerful father brat."

Jas resisted the urge to roll her eyes and nodded. She was lead to the brig and the steel bars slammed shut. "Man, they really make fast repairs."

Her gaze drifted to the dog sitting on the cold floor, watching her. The keys he held in his mouth were of her interest. "How am I supposed to get those keys?"

This was her plan:

She would lead Jack and Teague to the Jalapa Island. She would remove the box from its hiding place and give Jack a fake key. When Jack was preoccupied with trying to get the thing open, she would remove her dagger and take out Teague first. It would be a bit harder to take out Jack without her sword, but she would try.

She remembered seeing the dog on her way out of Shipwreck Cove. He was the key barer of sorts. Jas guessed Teague had brought the pooch with him.

He did.

Jas pulled her dagger from the sheath tied to her thigh and held it up. The thin stream of light coming through the boards reflected off of the jewels. The light reflection danced across the floor of the ship, and she could control where it went with a tilt of her dagger.

The dog (who she decided to call Jangle) stood up and wagged its tail when he saw the strange thing moving. The keys were still locked in his mouth.

"Come on Jangle." Jas whispered and lured the dog toward her. He stuck his nose between the bars. Jas quickly dropped her dagger and snatched the keys from his mouth. She yanked off a small key and before the dog could let out his first bark she stuffed the keys back in his mouth.

Jangle glowered at her before stalking off to his resting position and settling back down, giving her a warning growl.

Jas sighed with relief and stuck the extra key down her dress. She leaned back and her blond curls settled around her face. "I hope this works..."

...

Jas stumbled across the beach in her stupid flats and came across the cluster of rocks that concealed the heart. Jack had decided to come alone, which just made everything easier for Jasmine.

She pushed her hair behind her ears and walked over to the rocks. She pulled the wooden chest out and clutched it to her, blue eyes narrowed. "My amulet."

Jack scowled and held out the gold jewel, his other arm outstretched. Jas placed the box in his empty hand and snatched her amulet. She slipped it back around her neck, the warm weight giving her comfort.

Jack glowered at the keyhole. Before he could threaten the girl a key was tossed to him. He nodded curtly and proceeded to open the chest.

Jas bent down and pretending to scratch her leg. In a flash she unsheathed her dagger and was on Jack. The chest fell to the sand and Jack stared at Jas in surprise.

"Captain Jack Sparrow, you've met your match. And her name is Jasmine Torrington." With that said Jas reared back and knocked the stunned and furious Captain unconscious.

...

Jas sprinted through the jungle, branches whacking her face. Her dress twisted up around her feet and she let out a curse. Finally bursting through to the other side, Jas scanned the shore for the dingy she had abandoned the last time she was here. "Where is it?"

"Ah, Ms. Torrington."

"For the Queen's sake!" Jas hollered and actually stomped her foot in disbelief and agitation. "What in the bloody heck are you doing here?"

"That is no way for a lady to talk." Beckett informed her calmly. He glanced at the wooden chest clutched to her stomach. "I heard over the grape line that there was a pirate attack at Port Royale by a ship with black sails. I assumed Sparrow would threaten you for the heart and you would bring him here. I scoured the island right after I dropped you off. Where did you hide it?"

"None of your business!" Jas snapped.

"Hmm. Well, we better depart before dusk comes."

It was then Jas noticed the Endeavour out in the distance. Two officers were rowing their way and Beckett locked a tight hand around her arm.

Jack is unconscious on the beach. Beckett and Jones are once more in possession of the heart. That means nothing will prevent Jack from killing me now. Once this jerk drops me back off at Port Royale Sparrow is going to hunt me down-again-and kill me. Beckett will again have control over the seas and my father will never reach top in the market.

The ruby pressed against her chest. The key was still hidden. The dagger was still out of reach.

Jasmine spotted her reflection in the lapping water. The blond curls, made-up face and flowing blue dress were what made her a Torrington.

But she didn't want to be a Torrington. She wanted to be a pirate.

Jasmine narrowed her blue eyes. If she could get Beckett's attention off of the chest long enough, she could retrieve her dagger and take back possession of the heart and leave in her dingy. Heck, she would swim back now if she had to!

But that would mean using her ruby as a distraction.

Being a pirate meant taking chances.

"Beckett?"

"That's Lord Beckett." He snapped. "And what is it?"

Jas plunged a hand down the neck of her dress and pulled out the glistening red ruby. Beckett's eyes widened and he made a grab for it. Jas quickly pulled it out of his grasp and chucked it. When his attention was diverted Jas reared back and kicked him in the shin. He went down and Jas got back the small wooden chest. She quickly pulled out her dagger and struck Beckett upside the head.

"Two down in one day. Not bad." Jas grinned and turned to retrieve her ruby. She froze. It had struck a rock and shattered in dozens of pieces.

Disappointed and disheartened, Jas sighed. "I suppose I should have aimed better...wait. What the-?"

Her blue eyes widened as red smoke billowed up rapidly. The island began to shake and the waves started to rise bit by bit. A demonic shrieking filled her ears and Jas gave a terrified scream, racing for her dingy. Shoving the boat into the water, Jas boarded. The wooden chest was wedged between her feet and the girl rowed frantically through the churning water.

Jas continued to row and gaped when the sky above the island turned blood red. The men on the Endeavour were shouting in fear and panic. Jas slunk low and whimpered. "I really should have read that book."