A/N: Okay, first off: sorry for not updating sooner. I've been busy with school and tests, as well as another fanfic that I coauthored with Mrs. Elizabeth Swann-Turner called "An Adventure For Mr. & Mrs. Turner." Check it out sometime! We have a sequel to it, too, that's still in the works. :D

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We all gave looks of shock to each other. What on EARTH could that have been?

We all start running to the door, Jack at the lead with Nikki and Alex shortly behind.

I decided to be smart and just simply look out of the window. But as I did, I noticed a rather grand ship just outside. The Dutchman.

I don't want to see Father just yet. I want to give him a break away from me for a while, let him breathe.

I tip-toed outside of the door onto the deck, but I hid within the shadows of the staircases by the door. When Father's back was facing towards me, I quietly snuck up the stairs, towards the mast. It was quiet up here, no one manning it at the moment due to everyone being further down the deck, greeting my father.

I walked over to the railing and looked out at the horizon; such a beautiful sight, with the aqua of the water meeting the light blue color of the sky. But I was able to spot something amongst all of the blue. It was a tiny black spot, surely getting larger by the minute. As strange as it may seem, it was probably a rock, out here, all alone in the middle of the sea. I squinted my eyes and studied sad object a little longer, only to then realize it wasn't a rock, but a ship.

The Black Pearl.

I couldn't wait any longer. I needed to torture Barbossa, bring him harm in some way.

I run below decks to get a gun. But as I did this, I heard several footsteps following my own on the way down the steps.

"What do you think you're doing?!" I heard Liam shout as I grabbed a gun.

What the bloody hell does it look like I'm doing? "I'm going to fight!" I answered as I ran back up the stairs. But my stupid, older brother stuck out his arm, preventing me from reaching my destination on deck, let alone even leave my spot here by this barrel below decks!

"What do you mean 'fight'?"

"The dot, Barbossa, the Black Pearl," I stated. "He's coming, Liam! He wants to kill us! And-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," said Liam as his right hand rested on my shoulder, probably trying to calm me, "slow down there, chica!"

What did he just call me?

"What?" I asked.

"Oh. One time while I was doing some trading in the Spanish territory in America, and a man taught me a few words in Spanish," explained Liam. "It's supposed to mean 'girl' or something. I don't remember."

Good, I thought. He's off guard.

I took the opportunity to escape my brother's grasp and run up the stairs toward the deck, which ended up being a success.

I ran up to the railing just as the Black Pearl came to the ship's side. She was…huge, for lack of a better word; perhaps a bit bigger than the Pirate's Pearl, Jack's ship. Her big black sails billowed in the wind as a big plank of wood touched the railing of the Pirate's Pearl, making access between the two ships easier.

Liam grabbed my arm, causing me to drop the weapon that was in it, and escorted me aboard the other ship while behind Jack's lead and-

Wait. How did Father end up over there so quickly? Teleportation?

He seriously couldn't have teleported over to the Black Pearl! Or……could he?

"Ah, Hector!" yelled Jack as he crossed the wooden plank. "Long time, no see, eh?"

"Aye, 'tis it has been a while," Barbossa replied.

I felt my blood boil deep within my blood. I could feel the heat rising and the bubbles floating and popping within my veins. I couldn't handle it anymore.

Before the two pirate captains could lengthen their greetings even more, I pushed my way out of Liam's grasp and angrily stomped towards Barbossa.

"Why, ye look familiar," said Barbossa as he noticed me, eyeing me up and down. "Miss Rivers, correct?"

It's about damn time he remembers, I thought. But that didn't mean I had to cancel what already had in mind to do…

"AHHH!!" screamed Barbossa. "Owww…. Ow…ow…."

I glanced over at Jack, staring at me wide-eyed. "Wha' the bloody 'ell was that for?" But I didn't hear him completely, as I heard Father lividly shouting my name…full name, at that. Liam just shouted, "Andie," and that's just pretty much it.

"Or," said Barbossa, his gaze slowly turning to the right towards Father, "is it Miss Turner?"

As much as the "question" heated me, I ignored it and yelled, "You bastard! You bloody killed my best friend!"

"Andrea!" I heard Father shout as he ran over to me. "Stop it! Now!"

But I continued. "You not only murdered a dear friend of mine, but my sister! Perhaps we may not have been biologically related, but sisters we are...or were, thanks to the like of you!"

"Andie, please," I heard Liam beg, "listen to Dad and stop this nonsense!"

I still shouted at Barbossa, making sure I get it through to him that killing Samantha Marie Morgan, or Sammie to me, was a…huge, for lack of a better word, mistake. "But no," I continued, "you just simply had to kill her! Kill an innocent young gir-"

"It wasn't my fault she died."

Liar, I said. Her description of her killer fit you!

I withheld my angry thoughts and reluctantly listened to Barbossa, "Believe me, lass, if I could have a say in yer friend's death, I would've gone against it, but I-"

"But you wanted to torture me even more?" I heatedly interrupted. "I am only human! I can handle so much! I can't handle all of this that you're doing to me, let alone some things that aren't necessarily-"

"Ye didn't lemme finish!" Barbossa yelled, this time interrupting me. His tone of voice frightened me, causing me to stop even though I really wanted to continue. "It was the orders I received from me cousin te kill 'er, not my doing, lass…well, not entirely."

There was a pause, only to be broken by me saying, "Who's this cousin you speak of? Do I know him or her?" It could be a slight possibility that I may have run into them before, perhaps in London, before they became pirates or the like?

"Best not te talk 'bout 'im," said Jack, obviously wanting to change the subject, but Barbossa was determined that this subject wasn't going anywhere.

"Captain Berty Ambrosio, of the Blodig Enhörning; evil man. Worse than me, if I do say so meself."

"Why a Scandinavian name for a ship that belongs to someone clearly not Scandinavian?" my father asked, standing there with his arms crossed across his chest, his head tilted back in…I honestly don't know; perhaps skepticism as to whether Barbossa was being truthful or not.

"Because while in Sweden, he commandeered it," answered the apple-crazy pirate captain.

"Nuh uh. He stole it," corrected Jack, his finger pointing out at Barbossa as if that would correct his "mistake".

"Ummm….isn't it the same thing?" I asked. Really? What is the difference between "commandeer" and "stole"?

"Yeah," added Alex, "what's the difference, anyway?"

"I commandeer. Ambrosio steals." Jack smiled as he said that, taking yet another gulp of rum.

"Anyway, who would name a ship such a name?" Liam asked.

"Worst pirate I've ever heard of," smirked Alex as he crossed his arms.

"Not a pirate; a princess," corrected Barbossa. "Long story short, a little Swedish princess got her own ship for her birthday and named it the Sparkling Unicorn, but her uncle, whom was a pirate, oddly enough, said it wasn't pirate-y enough for him, so they agreed to 'bloody' and not 'sparkling'."

"What does Captain Ambrosi-" I was about ask, but only to be interrupted by Father, who was asking,

"Ambrosio is one of the worst pirates on the seas. I remember getting, and still getting, souls that he was responsible for. They complain about how he treats his men…and, occasionally, women and children, too."

"Many years ago, he told me of his plans to the Fountain of Youth, but I told him that I would get there first," said Barbossa. "I offered that we search together, but Berty was never the one to share."

"So," I said before taking a gulp, "has he been to the Fountain yet?" I barely know anything about the Fountain of Youth except for it is supposed to be in Florida and was a major purpose for Ponce de Leon's adventure to America.

"Fortunately," answered Barbossa, "no. But if he gets what he wants, and soon, he more than likely will."

"Get what?" I asked. I sure am not liking the sound of this…

"What does Ambrosio want?" Father asked after Barbossa hadn't answered my question.

Barbossa's expression was solemn and apologetic. But…why? Isn't he supposed to be evil and frightening, cruel and scary?

"He wants you, lass. You."

"But, why me?" I asked.

"Well, technically," began Barbossa, "he needs yer father…."

I looked at Father as his head shot up at this, his eyes wide in shock. "What?" he, Liam, and I asked in unison. Why would that Ambrosio guy need my father?

"I've been told by me cousin that there's a riddle," said Barbossa, "a riddle that involves the captain of the Flying Dutchman."

"Are you sure it isn't talking about Jones?" Father asked, his facial expression perhaps being the most solemn I have ever seen it be.

"Positive," answered Barbossa, his expression equally as grave.

Dad sighed as Liam asked, "What is it he wants exactly?"

"William, tell me something," Jack said, barging into the middle of the circle, causing both Father and Liam to snap their heads towards the rum-smelling captain. "Do you remember the curse of the Aztec Gold, set by Cortez?"

"Only to have me break it? Aye, I remember," answered Father, wondering where Jack was going with this…actually, I'm wondering as well.

"Well…this is sorta like tha-"

"Just some blood," interrupted Barbossa.

Blood? Did he just say 'blood'? How much of it is needed? Do I need to be…killed?

"We'll talk about that some more later," said Father, clearly not satisfied at all with this conversation.

"Shall we go search for him?" suggested Alex out of the blue.

"Now why would we want te do that, son?" Jack asked, his shoulders on his hips as he stared at his son.

"Well…he seems dangerous," Alex answered, stating reasons to hunt the pirate as he thought of them on the spot. "Also, didn't ye say that his people complained about him?" he asked Father, who nodded in answer. "Well, then, doesn't he seem like a threat to us all, in our own ways?"

Alex faced towards Barbossa and asked him, "Don't you want to be the first to access the waters of the Fountain of Youth?" Barbossa widely grinned as Jack was about to yell at his son,

"But I need t-"

"But don't you want one less opponent to worry about when it comes to first reaching the Fountain of Youth?"

"Aye, but-"

Alex gave his father no time to respond as he faced Father and questioned, "And you surely don't want to be harmed, nor yer children, aye?"

Father nodded and answered, "Aye; anything to guarantee my children's safety." At this, he looked towards his left, towards Liam and me. I suppose Alex felt like to come up with one more reason to hunt down Barbossa's cousin, as my heart beat faster with every step he took towards my direction.

"And I just know yer cravin' for adventure, right, Andie?"

I grinned ever so widely as I answered, "Most definitely!"

"Well," Alex said as he backed away from me, much to my dismay, and faced towards the crew, "what are ye waitin' for? Let's go get him!"

At that, cheers were heard throughout the deck, and apparently the other ships must have heard what was going on, for they were shouting and hollering as well.

"Wait a minute!" It was Jack, approaching his ever so clever son through the crowd. "Whoever said you could give the orders? Yer not the captain!"

"And, if I recall correctly, yer not either!" Jack turned around as Barbossa approached him and Alex.

"Well, excuse me!" cried Jack as if insulted by Barbossa's statement.

"Ye heard me. The Pearl is mine, 'n mine alone!"

"Pssh…yeah, right, monkey boy!"

"Tell me one good reason why the Pearl should be yers!"

"I just happen to have something you want," cleverly said Jack, calmer than he was only a second before.

"Aye, 'n that'd be the charts," said Barbossa, grinning widely again. "Which be why I wanted ye in the first place: get the charts from ye, and then go te the Fountain of Youth."

"Well, Hector, you should know me better than to just expect me te give ye the charts just like that," said Jack, adding a snap into his statement for a little special effect. "I'll receive the Black Pearl, and you get the charts. Deal?"

Barbossa declined the offer and said, "Twenty-five percent of the Pearl."

"Seventy-five!" yelled Jack.

"Forty!"

"Sixty-five!"

"How about fifty?" asked Alex. Exactly what I was thinking, Alex, exactly what I was thinking…why must Jack and Barbossa argue over a stupid ship, anyway?

The two bickering pirate captains snapped their heads towards the young man, glaring death in his direction, causing Alex to have the look of a hurt puppy and mutter, "Ooookay…pretend I didn't say an'thing…."

"Let's start over," said Jack as Barbossa rolled his eyes with a sigh. Must this really be a game, I thought as I watched the two place their "bids" on how much of the Black Pearl could have.

"All of 'er!" cried Jack as Barbossa shouted,

"None of her!"

"All of the Pearl, mate! That's as low as I'll go!" yelled Jack, his face now only inches away from Barbossa's. "Besides," he added, "if you don't give me the whole ship, then you can kiss the charts good bye." Jack smirked as he held the charts within his hands.

After a few minutes of hard pondering, Barbossa said, "Only until one of, if not both of, us reach the Fountain. Then I'd like my Pearl back."

Before Jack could ignite another heated conversation with the apple-loving pirate captain, I heard Father ask Barbossa,

"So, you want to go to the Fountain of Youth?" making sure that that was Barbossa's intentions with said maps.

Barbossa slid a sly grin onto his face as he asked Dad, "Who doesn't want to be immortal?"

At that, I could see Father's face begin to redden in fury. This reminded me of that one argument he had with Jack aboard the Pirate's Pearl. Perhaps I should go calm him down before he explodes, I thought as I walked over to him. But then I saw Bootstrap, my grandfather, approached Father just as he was about unleash his fury at Barbossa. Father had always viewed his immortality as a burden.

"I need to leave," said Father, a gloom expression across his face. As he was about to teleport onto the Dutchman, he turned around and faced Jack, asking him, "Jack? Can you please do me a favor?"

"Aye, mate," smiled Jack as he answered Will's question. "What do ye need?"

Father looked at Liam, who was currently fiddling with his fingers. Father continued, "The Dutchman's no place for my son. So-"

"Can I harbor your son aboard my vessel?" interrupted Jack as he grinned while Father sternly looked at him. "Aye, mate, I can."

Father walked past Liam before he teleported back to his ship. I heard him tell Liam, "Don't do anything stupid." Liam, being the big doofus he is, gave our Father a look of pure confusion, only to be even more confused as our father disintegrated through the mast.

"So," I heard Alex ask his father as we traded ships with Barbossa, "we're on an adventure?"

I nodded my head. "Yes, I believe we are." Wow…my first pirate adventure! I wonder how this is going to be….I can't wait! This is probably going to be fun, now thinking about it…

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A/N

Okay, I just need to say something: towards the end of writing this chapter, I realized I had done a little mistake: originally, I had Barbossa with the charts and Jack with the Pear (like in chapter 17), but since I lost the original papers with the story planned out on them, I accidentally got the two mixed up. So, now, it is Barbossa with the Black Pearl and Jack with the charts. I'm planning on keeping that way to prevent any further confusion, FYI. If I end up having time sometime in the future (hopefully near), I might be able to fix that. ""

Besides that, this chapter was probably one of the easier AND harder ones to write, as some parts were pretty easy to put into words, put other parts (such as the little "intro" to Barbossa's cousin) were a little on the hard side. I hope it wasn't that bad!

Anyway, please review! They always make my day! :D

Con mucho cariño,

grecianxpiratex07