Author's note: Hey, guys! Here is chapter 10. I'm pretty sure you figured out the preview for this chapter by now. Or you just watching the movie and went, "Ooh! So that's what she means!" Either way, it shall be revealed in this chapter!

Thanks to:

To EmmyDarlin, MadAsAHatter0987: Thanks for the favorite addition and your story alert!

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To .TwiBoyz: Thanks for the compliment! I think you'll like the next chapter better :3. Thanks for your favorite addition and story alert!

To darkangel1994: Yes, and I'm glad you can't wait to see what they do next, but (SPOILER) it might be a teensy bit sad.

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To Finnleyfish.x: Lawl! Yes, I do agree! Fanfiction stories are just SO much better with OCs'. The reason why I like OCs' is because they provide a new insight to the story, and they offer new perspectives on different situations. Hah, I also watch the movies over and over, pausing to write, then continue.

SPOILER: A bittersweet separation strikes between fire and ice leaving the two unbalanced.

Enjoy!

Elizabeth and I are upon the ship that father and Norrington, as Elizabeth rightly guessed, showed up in.

"But, we've got to save Will!" Elizabeth exclaimed.

"No!" Father objected, "You're both safe now. We will return to Port Royal immediately, not go gallivanting after pirates!"

I was standing beside Jack, witnessing their exchange, and Elizabeth protested once more, "Then we condemn him to death?"

Father turned around and decided, "The boy's fate is regretable, but then again, so was his decision to engage in piracy."

"To rescue me, to prevent anything from happening to me!"

I stood beside Elizabeth and nodded vigorously.

Jack interjected, "If I may be so bold as to interject my professional opinion. The Pearl was listing to scuppers after the battle. It's very unlikely she'll be able to make good time. Think about it. The Black Pearl, the last real pirate threat in the Caribbean, mate. How can you pass that up, eh?"

Norrington calmly retorted, "By remembering that I serve others, Mr. Sparrow, not only myself," and turned smartly around and headed up the stairs.

Elizabeth went after him, and argued, "Commodore, I beg you, please do this for me, as a wedding gift!"

I gasped. No, she can't surely be accepting his proposal, she loves Will!

Norrington froze, and hesitantly turned around. Father seemed to be shocked as well, "Elizabeth? Are you accepting the Commodore's proposal?"

Elizabeth has decided, "I am."

Jack exclaimed, "A wedding! I love weddings, drinks all around!"

I avoided Elizabeth's gaze and forced myself to look around, at anything, except her. How could she do this?

I looked at Jack and he immediately joked, "I know. 'Clap him in irons,' right?"

Norrington soon decended the staircase, and slowly ordered, "Mr. Sparrow, you will accompany these fine men to the helm, and provide us with a bearing to Isla de Muerta. You will then spend the rest of this voyage contemplating all possible meanings of the phrase, 'silent as the grave'. Do I make myself clear?"

Jack confirmed, "Inescapably clear."

*

It was nightfall, and our ship was drifting among the shores of the Isla de Muerta. Norrington and Jack have set off with some of the sailors, leaving me and Elizabeth here, where we are safe.

Suddenly two sailors took us by the arms and informed us to take cover. Elizabeth and I were shrieking out profanities and stating that we could take care of ourselves.

"I'm sorry, but it's for your own safety!"

"I don't care, I have to tell him! The pirates are cursed, they can't be killed!"

We were shoved into the cabin quarters, and as the sailor was closing the door, he taunted, "Don't worry, miss, he's already informed of that. A little mermaid flopped up on deck and told him the whole story."

He backed out, and shut the doors. Elizabeth called after him, "This is Jack Sparrow's doing!"

I looked at Elizabeth and a sudden idea formulated in my head.

*

"Elizabeth? Gin?" Called father's voice from the other side of the door.

Elizabeth shook her head at me, ignoring him and blocking out the rest of his ramblings as I helped Elizabeth dress quickly and both of us lept over the railings and down into a longboat.

*

Elizabeth and I finally reached the Pearl, and quietly boarded the deck and hoisted ourselves over the railings. There was no one in sight and the helm of the wheel was abanded.

We turned and peered around when suddenly, the cursed monkey appeared and shrieked in an effort to scare us. Elizabeth cocked her head to the side and smirked. She grabbed hold of the little beast and threw him overboard.

I shot towards the stairs, dragging Elizabeth along with me by the hand, and hid us from while two pirates passed us, and once they were out of sight, we decended the stairs and entered the brig.

We saw the crew, along with Gibbs and Will.

"Miss Elizabeth and Gin!" Gibbs called out.

*

After Elizabeth and I freed the crew from their traps of metal, we spread ourselves on the deck, and threw the two pirates overboard with the use of a row boat.

I shot to the row boat, and called, "All of you, come with me, Jack is on that island, and I'm not intending to go anywhere without him!"

Elizabeth came over and attempted to help me as well, adding, "Will as well!"

"And heave!" We cried together, thinking that everyone was with us. When the boat didn't budge, we turned around and saw the crew standing there, not moving from their positions.

"Please, we need your help, come on!" Elizabeth cried out.

Cotton's parrot, called out, "Any port in a storm!"

Gibbs agreed, "Cotton's right, we've got the Pearl."

I retaliated, "And what about Jack, are you just going to leave him?"

"Jack owes us a ship," echoed another pirate.

Gibbs continued, "And there's the code to consider."

I looked at them astonished by how much loyatly they lacked, and Elizabeth tried to convince them, "The code? You're pirates, hang the code and hang the rules! They're more like guidelines anyway!"

*

Elizabeth and I sat alone in the row boat, while I muttered under my breath, "Bloody pirates!"

Elizabeth cocked her head, and agreed. I rowed one oar, while Elizabeth worked the other. When we finally reached the caves of the Isla de Muerta, I took in the sight of Jack and Barbossa dueling heatedly. Will was fighting off a few pirates himself.

"I'm gonna teach ye the meaning of pain!" Cried out one pirate.

Elizabeth launched herself forward, grabbed hold of a rich, heavy coloumn, and smacked one of the pirates that Will was fighting with, "You like pain? Try wearing a corset!"

I joined to where Elizabeth and Will were standing, looking relieved to see one another.

We all glanced at Jack and Barbossa, whom were dueling fiercely. I asked, "Whose side is Jack on?"

Will looked perplexed, "At the moment?"

Elizabeth and Will turned to fight off the rest of the pirates. I launched myself to where Barbossa was and swiped at him from behind.

He cackled and turned around and though expecting me, and our swords clanged together. I ran for it and Barbossa ran after me, while Jack brought up the rear end.

I turned around and stood in the moonlight, and once again, Barbossa's sword and mine rang out of the metal crashing together. I thrust my sword through his chest, but with no avail seeing as how they were cursed and could not die.

Barbossa rasied his sword and just as he was about to plunge his into me, Jack blocked him, "Oh no, you don't!"

Jack pushed me back behind him, and replaced me. A huge explosion emmited, and distracted all of us. In a flash, Jack threw his gold piece to Will.

I faced Barbossa ready to fight him, just as he positioned his pistol to me. I froze immediately, as a shot rang out.

But it was not I, who was shot, but Barbossa. I turned my head to the side and saw Jack had his pistol raised at Barbossa, with steam issuing from the gun.

"Ten years, you carry that pistol, and now you waste your shot." Barbossa commented, still standing.

"He didn't waste it," Will called out from behind Barbossa, positioned right next to the chest. Will dropped the remaining gold, lifting the curse. I turned my gaze back to Barbossa, and he tore open his jacket.

Blood spilled from his viens, and seeped into the white of his shirt. Barbossa looked at Jack and whispered, "I feel… cold," and finally crashed down, dead.

His unseeing eyes, staring up, never looking.

An apple rolled out of his hand as a last act.