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Chapter 11-Life and Death
"Ah!" Jack yelled, and caught the sword by the tip, cutting his hand. Ragetti growled. "Why are yeh doin' this Jack?" "Doin' what?" Jack asked innocently. "Strugglin'." "Strugglin'?" He mused. "Aye. Strugglin'." Jack shrugged. Now he had a plan. "Listen. We have to strike up a bargain. What say you tell me what's so special 'bout me compass, and I'll give it to yeh." Ragetti thought about it, then smirked. "How would yeh give it to me, Jack? It's behind the barrier, and neither of us can get to it?" Jack hadn't thought of that. "I don't know." Ragetti's smirk grew wider. "Ah, yeh don't know. How very sad. Well, yeh know what they say about people who don't know." Jack shook his head. "Kill 'em!" Ragetti shouted, laughing maniacally. Jack raised his eyebrows. "I've never heard tha'." He mumbled.
"Take 'im away!" Ragetti ordered, motioning to Jack's crew. Gibbs and Anamaria stepped forward and grabbed Jack, carrying him off. "Ragetti, you bastard! I offered you the compass!" He yelled. Now he was going to die, and it was his stupidity that got him there. "Arg. Say what yeh will, Jack. I couldn't care less." Ragetti walked towards the liquid barrier and stepped through easily. Jack sucked in a tight breath. Ragetti had been lying. Now he would get Jack's compass, and kill Jack. His two main goals. Of course that still left Rowena, if she was even alive.
Jack felt stupid and worthless. But he didn't shed a tear. The last time he had cried was when he was a child. He wasn't about to break his record. He thought about it, and concluded that this was a very good reason to grieve, but held it all in. Gibbs and Anamaria tightened their grip on him as they walked further into the cave. They threw him in a small closed off section of the cave, without a lantern. It was pitch black. "Come back! " Jack yelled. But he soon gave up. Nothing he could do would save him now. He might as well sit there and wait for death to come. Then he realized something. The barrier. . .death. . .the barrier between life and death! He gasped. So that's what Ragetti meant by saying that Rowena was dead!
He still hadn't the faintest clue of what his compass had to do with it, because HE wasn't dead, well not yet, but still. . .
His hand was bleeding heavier now, and his head still throbbed. Jack wondered how Rowena was doing. Was she still alive? Well, not technically, but she wasn't dead as in, not moving a muscle forever -dead. And, what about her compass. . .his compass? Both of them were involved in this mystery, and if Jack got out of this alive, he was going to solve it with her.
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Rowena sat in the darkness, still thinking about Jack. Was he ok? Was he alive? And what about his compass? She was starting to feel light headed, and wondered if SHE would be ok herself. She pulled out her compass again. It was still glowing and spinning annoyingly. She had had it with that compass. She threw it into the darkness; it lit up the wall as it crashed. But it didn't break. Instead, it glowed brighter, and spun faster. She yelled at it. 'Now I must be mad.' She thought to herself. She didn't care about what was happening to her anymore, because she knew she had failed.
Rowena sighed. Would she just sit here until she died? Would she get out, or rot into a skeleton here and someone would find her in a million years. And what would happen to Scarlet? She was on the edge of life and death too. All in all, none of them were in very good positions at the moment. Then a thought came to her. A thought about life and death. . .
Chapter 11-Life and Death
"Ah!" Jack yelled, and caught the sword by the tip, cutting his hand. Ragetti growled. "Why are yeh doin' this Jack?" "Doin' what?" Jack asked innocently. "Strugglin'." "Strugglin'?" He mused. "Aye. Strugglin'." Jack shrugged. Now he had a plan. "Listen. We have to strike up a bargain. What say you tell me what's so special 'bout me compass, and I'll give it to yeh." Ragetti thought about it, then smirked. "How would yeh give it to me, Jack? It's behind the barrier, and neither of us can get to it?" Jack hadn't thought of that. "I don't know." Ragetti's smirk grew wider. "Ah, yeh don't know. How very sad. Well, yeh know what they say about people who don't know." Jack shook his head. "Kill 'em!" Ragetti shouted, laughing maniacally. Jack raised his eyebrows. "I've never heard tha'." He mumbled.
"Take 'im away!" Ragetti ordered, motioning to Jack's crew. Gibbs and Anamaria stepped forward and grabbed Jack, carrying him off. "Ragetti, you bastard! I offered you the compass!" He yelled. Now he was going to die, and it was his stupidity that got him there. "Arg. Say what yeh will, Jack. I couldn't care less." Ragetti walked towards the liquid barrier and stepped through easily. Jack sucked in a tight breath. Ragetti had been lying. Now he would get Jack's compass, and kill Jack. His two main goals. Of course that still left Rowena, if she was even alive.
Jack felt stupid and worthless. But he didn't shed a tear. The last time he had cried was when he was a child. He wasn't about to break his record. He thought about it, and concluded that this was a very good reason to grieve, but held it all in. Gibbs and Anamaria tightened their grip on him as they walked further into the cave. They threw him in a small closed off section of the cave, without a lantern. It was pitch black. "Come back! " Jack yelled. But he soon gave up. Nothing he could do would save him now. He might as well sit there and wait for death to come. Then he realized something. The barrier. . .death. . .the barrier between life and death! He gasped. So that's what Ragetti meant by saying that Rowena was dead!
He still hadn't the faintest clue of what his compass had to do with it, because HE wasn't dead, well not yet, but still. . .
His hand was bleeding heavier now, and his head still throbbed. Jack wondered how Rowena was doing. Was she still alive? Well, not technically, but she wasn't dead as in, not moving a muscle forever -dead. And, what about her compass. . .his compass? Both of them were involved in this mystery, and if Jack got out of this alive, he was going to solve it with her.
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Rowena sat in the darkness, still thinking about Jack. Was he ok? Was he alive? And what about his compass? She was starting to feel light headed, and wondered if SHE would be ok herself. She pulled out her compass again. It was still glowing and spinning annoyingly. She had had it with that compass. She threw it into the darkness; it lit up the wall as it crashed. But it didn't break. Instead, it glowed brighter, and spun faster. She yelled at it. 'Now I must be mad.' She thought to herself. She didn't care about what was happening to her anymore, because she knew she had failed.
Rowena sighed. Would she just sit here until she died? Would she get out, or rot into a skeleton here and someone would find her in a million years. And what would happen to Scarlet? She was on the edge of life and death too. All in all, none of them were in very good positions at the moment. Then a thought came to her. A thought about life and death. . .