Chapter 11: In Need of Rescue

Jack yawned and stood up, looking around himself. Well, now what could he do? He was left behind... No, bad angst, stay down! Down, angst, down! He thought, as a now common feeling to him began to creep through him, tightening his chest. He glanced around himself. He wasn't in any immediate danger, and nobody was nagging him to do anything, and in these times he did three things; sleep, drink rum, or eat.

"Hey there... what's up?" A voice suddenly called to him. He jerked around quickly. The voice didn't sound Sueish, but, well... you couldn't really trust anything these days, could you? He looked skywards.

"Uh... what?" He asked. He looked for the source of the voice, and saw that there was a ship bobbing along next to the Dutchman. It was smaller, and it was also white, and made out of some sort of metal. Jack was a little confused, but walked over to the edge of the Dutchman to see the ship anyway.

The girl on the ship looked like she was in her mid-teens. She was not a Mary Sue – she was just average looking, not ugly, not really a sex bomb either. She was wearing a jumper, even though it was quite hot, and some jeans, and she was also rather chubby. Jack smiled, glad to see someone not quite insane.

"Don't worry... Are you the captain of that ship?" She asked. "My name's Abby."

"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." He said proudly. "But this isn't my vessel. Mine isn't so slimy and ugly." She laughed.

"I'm off to..." She suddenly opened up a big, shining book, flipped through it, and then slammed it shut, letting it vanish into thin air. "...Tortuga! Want to come with?"

"Come with what? Oh, go to Tortuga?" Jack thought for a minute. "Ye-es... I guess... But I'm more thinking towards this place called... Wait, what's it called? Tia's Shack, I guess..."

"Tiashack?" The girl grabbed the book out of thin air again. Jack squinted. On the front, it had a... picture of him! And what did it say? Disney Pirates of the Caribbean, the Complete Visual Guide? "Ohh... Tia Dalma's shack! That's by the mouth of Pantano River." She recited from the book. Then she slammed it shut and it vanished again. Jack was getting a little crept out, but he nodded.

"First, though, I need to pick up some friends..." He mused.

"And where are they? And who are they?" She asked, keenly.

"Umm... I have no idea where they are. But I need to find Will..." He supposed Will had helped him in these troubled times. "...Maybe Beckett, though he's not really that important..." Beckett would kill him if he found out he'd said that. "Bootstrap too, he's a pal, and..." He scratched his chin. "Elizabeth, if she's here, and..."

"Ooh! Yes!" The girl suddenly jumped up and down. "Let's go find them!"

"But I don't know where they-"

"Then we just have to look, silly!" She squealed, and then she pulled him into the motorboat, dived into the drivers seat, turned on the ignition, and they shot away. Jack held onto his hat, thinking about how on earth this ship was managing to go so fast, and vaguely wondering if there was any rum on board...

He didn't see the name; HMS Sparrabeth II...

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"Let Elizabeth go!" Will shouted, and all of the Sues spun around in unison, staring at him, and lots of them started smoothing down their hair. Elizabeth was clinging to a rope on the roof of the cage, and most of the Sues were holding various clubs and swords, which they'd been swinging at her, Piñata stylee.

"It's... Will Turner!" A Sue shouted, quite unnecessarily.

"Will! Be careful! They're insane!" Elizabeth screamed, trying to scramble further up the rope. Will turned to his father.

"Eeeh... what shall we do, dad, what shall we do?!" He asked.

"Alright... we need some sort of plan. And we need it right now." Bootstrap said. Will didn't look too comforted. "That will do two things – a) Disarm or destroy the Sues, and b) Get Elizabeth to us." Pause. "Any ideas on that one?"

"No..." Will said. "Plus, during that long dialogue, they came even closer!"

"It was actually a monologue." Said a voice that made Will instantly want to kill something. He turned around quickly.

"Beckett! I thought you left!" He complained. "Why can't you just do what you say you will and make people happy instead of letting everyone down by constantly showing up and-"

"Alright, alright," Beckett snapped. "I just thought you might need my help. But fine, if you think you know better, then that's just fine. I'll just..." His voice trailed off when he saw that the exit was blocked off by Sues now. "Great." He muttered.

"Yeah... do you two mind just stopping for a second?" Bill asked. They both mumbled apologies. Then the Sues started coming closer...

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"How do you know where to start searching for Lizzy, though?" Jack asked. "She could be absolutely anywhere."

"I have an Elizabeth Swann tracker on my shipping ship." She said with a wide grin, pointing to a radar. Jack looked at it interestedly. He had no idea what it was, of course, but still, it was interesting.

"So that blob in the middle is Elizabeth?" He asked.

"No, that's you. Because you're with me." She said. "You're on the radar too." She pressed a few buttons and pulled the throttle back. "But what we need to find right now is... Elizabeth!"

"You know, I'd much rather find Will-" Jack started helplessly.

"Hold onto your seat! This is going to be a rough one!" Abby cried, and then they shot up a rocky outcrop and were sent flying through the air and through a dip... Whatever Jack was about to remark was shoved back down his throat.

NB: Dum dum dummm...! Alright, maybe it's not that exciting. Still.