So, decided that I'm definitely making a sequel. I don't have any name ideas or anything like that yet, but I know I will be making it after I finish this. For this story, I expect at least five more chapters. Probably more like ten because of how short each of them are, but we'll see.
Chapter 35:
"We're almost there! Keep going!" Captain Jack encouraged the crews.
It was nearly noon and he knew that they were very close. But he felt that something was wrong. He just felt it in the air. He clenched his teeth and burst through a line of trees. He reached the last layer of tree trunks and found a droplet of water going up one of the leaves and defying gravity. He smirked. They were just outside the caves that led to the Fountain. He pushed through the trees, only to stop short in shock.
Where the caves should have been was a pile of rock. Someone had destroyed the Fountain. He shook his head in disbelief. He had to get a closer look.
As the group stumbled over to the cave and stopped, the captain just shook his head again. There was no possible way to restore the Fountain now.
The sound of a loading rifle made him turn. The British soldiers. Not the ones that they had held prisoner, those ones were dead, but different ones. One of the soldiers walked up to him and pressed his gun against his skull.
"Sparrow." The man grumbled irritably.
"Stranger." He greeted back. "What do ye want?"
"We want you dead. All of you dead." A soldier with a commodore hat on stepped forward, glaring at him.
"Ah. Is that so?" Captain Jack asked, raising an eyebrow. He glanced at Barbossa and gave him a small nod. "Well, ye'll have to kill us before we kill ye then."
The other pirate knew what to do. He drew his sword and stabbed the soldier next to him. The other pirates drew their own swords and began to attack. The captain ended up facing off against the Commodore.
Their swords clashed, neither one having an advantage at the moment. The Commodore's blade came close to Captain Jack's face, but he swatted it away with his own.
"You can't win, Sparrow." The man told him "Y-"
"Yeah, yeah. Been through this lecture before." He interrupted, annoyed.
"Who was it who lectured you the first time?" The Commodore persisted, blocking an attack that would've been lethal if it'd hit him.
"Not yer business." The captain responded, swinging his sword towards the man's face.
The soldier blocked the attack and swung his sword downwards. Captain Jack moved to defend himself, but he wasn't fast enough. He let out a loud, sharp cry of pain as he felt the sword come in contact with his lower leg. He tried to regain his balance, but something was seriously wrong.
He stabbed the Commodore square in the chest before he blacked out and his head hit the ground.
*X*
Davy Jones smiled as he watched Sparrow collapse from where he hid in the trees. The pirate captain didn't move and Jones knew that he was either dead or knocked out cold.
Using his ability to go through solid objects, he vanished back through the trees to where his ship waited at the coast of the island.