'There is a certain kind of beauty in death that no one will understand, except for the dead'.

(This one'll be a little more exciting than the last, I promise. But I've got grand plans for this fanfic, so keep reading and please leave me a review. Hint; somebody will dissapear, and another will return).

Chapter 11.

Jack Sparrow immediately knew that they were all in danger. If the Queens Men got their hands on pirates, they would be arrested, brought to court, and killed.

Jack spun the rudder around so fast, the men on his deck lost their balance and fell down. ''Mother of the Seven Seas, Jack!'', Gibbs called out. ''What on earth are ye doing?!''. The grey-bearded pirate ran up the steps, but when he saw what Jack was looking at, he knew exactly what was going on. They were in trouble.

''Take Sophia, hide her'', Jack ordered his friend, who immediately took the five year old from her father's shoulders and brought her downstairs. ''Alright, ya bloody deckapes!'', Jack yelled. ''Hoist the sails, swift hands, around and forwards!'', he ordered in a loud, demanding voice. No one hesitated. Jack's crew swiftly started to prepare the Black Pearl for a fast change of course.

Meanwhile, Will had spotted the royal ships as well, and within seconds, the Flying Dutchman spun around. Still, they were in great minority. The Queen's Men brought along three mighty, fast ships, and they had their eyes set on the pirates ahead of them. The royal vessels were coming after the Black Pearl and the Flying Dutchman, fast.

''Jack, they're gaining on us!'', Will yelled at Jack from the Dutchman. Jack ignored his comment and spun the rudder once more. The turning of the ships took enough time for the Queen's Men to catch up. Within minutes, the Pearl and the Dutchman were surrounded, and the Royal Guard jumped aboard the pirate ships.

''KEEP 'EM OFF'', Jack yelled.

A gun was fired, and one of Will's men dropped dead in the water. What followed was complete chaos. The crew pulled their swords and started cutting through the ropes that the Royal Guard used to jump aboard the Pearl and the Dutchman. As a reaction, the redcoats started firing guns from their ship.

''Filthy cakefaces'', Jack cursed under his breath.

He pulled his sword, whirled around and pierced the man that attacked him from behind. As he pulled his sword back, he dodged a bullet, turned around, and fired his gun. One of the reds dropped dead into the water, which resulted in more anger. More and more redcoats were jumping aboard the ship, and it seemed as if they came falling from the sky.

Jack knew that if they would take over the Pearl, they would arrest everybody on board, including Sophia.

He threw someone overboard, ran down the steps and shot another redcoat right through his head. ''Keep 'em off, ya seadogs!'', he growled at his men. And they did. Will and Jack barked orders at their crew, trying desperately to keep the Royal Guard of their ship, but it seemed impossible. They kept on coming. More and more men jumped aboard until Jack litteraly saw red. The redcoats blinded his sight. The pirates were overshadowed.

But no one gave up the fight. As Jack grabbed one of the red men and pushed his sword through his chest, he elbowed another, turned, and shot him dead. He threw the two dead men overboard, whirled around, and froze.

Right in front of him stood general Nathaniel George. Angelica's ex-husband. The man that had almost killed her, and attempted to kill Jack.

Jack suddenly remembered that Nathaniel was indeed one of the Queens Men, but he never thought about him since he'd left Port Royal. The general smiled widely at Jack. ''Pleasure to see you again, pirate''. He spit the words like they were poison. What followed, was a vicious attack. He caught the captain off guard and slashed open Sparrow's right arm. Jack growled, quickly stepped aside and held back the generals sword with his own.

More than ever, he was determined to kill George, and all of his bloody redcoats. Jack couldn't bare the thought of the general finding Sophia on board. Nathaniel knew that Sophia wasn't his daughter (although he first believed that when he was married to Angelica) but belonged to a pirate. A pirate named Jack Sparrow.

The hate he felt for Jack and Sophia took over his entire body.

The sky was filled with screams of pain, growls and cursing words, Will barking orders, gunshots, and swords clashing into eachother. Pirates fought redcoats with all the strength in their arms and the power in their backs, but it seemed a hopeless battle.

Then, something happened.

Dead men fell into the red-coloured water, but to Jacks relief, they were almost all Queens Men. Slowly, the Pearl and the Dutchman started to clear. The redcoats pulled back when they realised how many of them were dead. Most of them were back onto their ships, but few stayed behind, determined to kill each pirate on board.

Nathaniel was one of them.

He'd slashed open Jacks right arm, making it very hard for the pirate to use that arm. He was struggeling, but his crew was too busy fighting the last redcoats to notice. Jack flinched of pain when George switched hands and cut open his left shoulder.

In that small second, the pain distracted Jack, and Nathaniel took his chance. He punched him in the face, hit his sword out of his hands and then slashed open his upper leg, causing him to fall to his knees. The general grabbed his gun and hit Jack in the face with it, once, twice, thrice, until he collapsed onto the deck and blood poured out of his nose and mouth.

Immediately, Jack was pulled upright, and he felt the cold steel of a gun pressing into the side of his head. George shouted for silence. The fighting suddenly stopped. Jacks crew fell silent, and shortly after, Will's crew did the same.

''Put down your weapons'', George ordered the pirates. Nobody responded. They knew that if they put down their swords, they would be lost. Jack was wounded, heavily bleeding, and for once, it seemed like there was no escape. But surrender was not an option. Surrender meant death.

''PUT THEM DOWN!'', George growled deliriously.

Still, nobody did as the general ordered.

But suddenly, a man of the Royal Guard came from beneath the deck, dragging little Sophia along by her hand. Jack immediately responded and furiously tried to get up, but George roughly pulled him back and loaded his gun. ''Don't you even try'', he hissed at Jack. Gibbs came running after the man that took Sophia, but another stepped in, hit Gibbs on the back of his head and yanked him onto his knees.

''Put down your weapons'', George spoke again in a dark, cold tone. ''Or she dies''.

The guard holding Sophia grabbed his gun and put it to the back of her head. Sophia, unaware of what was happening, desperately tried to escape and run towards Jack, but the man yanked her back by her hair, which only made Jack more furious.

''Let her go'', Jack growled at George. The general knew exactly how he could force the pirates to surrender. Through the little girl. ''A pirate child'', he whispered. ''It sickens me'', George muttered with a disgusted face.

All Jack could see was Sophia, screaming as she tried to escape, and it reminded him of Angelica. He couldn't lose his daughter too.

''Tell them to surrender, or I'll happily shoot that child scum'', George ordered Jack, pushing his gun harder into Jacks temple. Jack slowly looked at Will. The Dutchman was taken, too. There was no chance of fighting.

''Put 'em down'', Jack growled to his crew. In utter disbelief, his crew stared back at their captain. Giving up? Jack Sparrow? No, that couldn't be. He has a grand master-plan to escape, right? Like always.

''PUT 'EM DOWN!'', Jack shouted angrily when George pointed his gun at little Sophia. Slowly, one by one, the crew layed down their swords and their guns. The redcoats immediately pushed them into a corner of the ship and surrounded them.

When Will ordered his men to put down their weapons, they too were driven into a corner.

''Tie them up. If one tries to move, shoot them all'', George ordered.

The Royal Guard grabbed ropes and tied the hands of the pirates together. Their weapons were thrown overboard, and like animals, they were driven below deck.

Everyone. Except for Jack Sparrow and Will Turner.

As the Royal Guard divided over the ships and set course to a new destination, Jack and Will were tied to the mast of the Black Pearl. Will was unharmed, but Jack's left shoulder, upper leg and right arm were heavily bleeding, to general Nathaniel George's joy.

The general slowly kneeled down in front of Jack and smiled. ''Not so great of a captain, after all'', he mocked. Jack didn't respond.

''I've got your crew, I've got your ship, and I've got your daughter. How does that make you feel, filthy pirate?''.

Neither Jack nor Will responded to Nathaniel's mocking questions. But though he wouldn't show it, Jack felt hurt. It hurt him that they had taken over the Pearl AND the Dutchman, both of their crews, and that they held his little girl captive.

What hurt him even more, though, was the realisation that they were going to be dead very, very soon. Their ships would fall in hands of the redcoats, his crew would be either shot dead or hanged. And what they would do to Sophia, he didn't know. But he feared for her life.

The only thing that the court hated more than a pirate, was a pirate child.