Part 25
Barbossa laughed as the black gun which Jack was holding was pointed at his heart. "You haven't got the guts to do that have you Capt'n Jack Sparrow,". He spat on Jack's boot.
Jack gulped and trembled as he struggled to keep the gun pointing straight. He wiped beads of sweat from his forehead with his free arm. He glanced at Pearl who had backed into a corner and he looked behind him, Will and Anamaria were nodding at him encouragingly.
"Kill him,". Will mouthed. "He's mortal,".
Jack nodded and turned back to Barbossa who was still smirking. Jack steadied his gun hand and this time Barbossa could see that Jack meant buisness. Jack smiled as Barbossa squirmed.
"Do it Jack, do it!" Anamaria yelled.
Jack pulled the trigger... there was a loud bang and Barbossa collapsed onto the floor. Blood leaked out from his filthy jacket and his face was motionless.