Yep, seems as if we're approaching chapter thirty now. Two chapters to go. It'll obviously be coming out later today or tomorrow sometime.

Chapter 28:

Jack steadily rowed the paddles away from the two ships. He brought two canteens of water, a bottle of rum, and a crate of food. It made the boat crowded, but he didn't care. Better than starving or dehydrating.

As soon as he'd watched the first two men be killed, he panicked. That's the moment he knew that pirate life wasn't for him. So he'd given the sword back to his father and left. Though he'd begun to wonder if he should've kept the sword. Too late now.

He rowed for three hours straight, though his arms got tired. Just as he was leaning back to relax, he spotted a ship in the fog. He recognized the bowstrip and knew exactly who's ship it was. Davy Jones!

"Knew that I should've kept that sword." He grumbled, half-heartedly taking a sip of water from a canteen before putting it back down.

The ship's anchor lowered as it reached him. A pirate held a sword down at him, gesturing him up the ladder. Almost wishing he'd stayed with his father, Jack obeyed, slowly climbing the ladder.

"Who is this boy?" Davy Jones asked, stepping forward.

"I saw him at the battle on the beach, Captain." One pirate spoke up.

Immediately another pirate held a sword at his throat, making Jack tense in fear.

"What is your name?" Jones asked him.

Don't tell him…

"Tell him or I kill ye here and now." The pirate snarled.

"Jack Sparrow Junior." He forced out, angry with himself for being afraid.

"Ah, Sparrow's son." Davy Jones' eyes gleamed. "What a find out here. May I ask you what you were doing on that small boat?"

"Trying to get to London." He crossed his arms.

Laughter broke out among most of the pirates.

"You never would've made it." Davy Jones laughed. "And now, you'll be working with the crew."

"I won't." He felt the metal against his throat. "Fine."

"Koleniko, you watch him." Jones ordered. "And don't try anything, Sparrow!"