"Take what you can get and give nothing back"
Disclaimer: I own nothing to do with PoTC . . . but hey I don't even own the story line!
A/N: This chapter is should be better than the last one, cos that sucked! But this is only my first fanfic. Basically in this chapter Jacks crew have overthrown him, with the help of his most mutinous mate Barbosa, after giving them the bearings for the Isla de Muerta.
Jack and Will are in the captains cabin talking about how Jack had got off the island he was marooned on by Barbosa and the crew of the Pearl. Now, in this chapter, Jack is back on the pearl, back 10 years ago, to when his crew mutinied against him (so it's a bit like a flashback really)
(Jacks thoughts are also randomly placed every now and then, just to make it more fun, and also cos he is actually reciting the story to Will, Savvy?)
Chapter 2: Mutiny and Cap'n Jacks hat.
"Jump, jump, jump . . ." the crew of the Black Pearl chanted. They had all gathered to see Jack plummet into the freezing waters, smiling at the very thought.
Jack shifted nervously from foot to foot, then smiled at the crew, realising they were all jeering at his discomposure. Jack tried to make light of the situation
"Look maties, can't we figure somthin' out, it doesn't really have to come to this" Jack paused
(Well, I weren't exactly succeeding in making light of said situation, was I?)
He looked deep into the eyes of each member of the crew, looking for at least for at least one who felt slightly, maybe sorry for him, but they all continued to deride him
" . . .Does it?" He finished of nervously smiling, realising the crew, ihisi crew, were against him to the same degree as Barbosa was.
(Bunch of spineless bastards)
Jack turned to look at Barbosa, who was standing not far from Jack now, in front of the crew. He seemed to be humouring what Jack had just said
(Well yes, of course he would! My ship was now, temporarily his, unless I could come up with a miraculous escape plan. Which I didn't)
"No, Jack mate, we pirates don't work like that yer see" sneered Barbosa "an' this is how ye ended up losing the Pearl mate"
"I haven't lost her yet, and I wont. Although she may be temporarily . . . somewhat mislaid, for a while, only a little though" Jack replied coolly, smiling mischievously at Barbosa. Barbosa retorted to these remarks with a smile, spread, extensively, across his face
"Now me an' the crew would very much like to thank you for those bearings for the Isla de Muerta, and that nice little lot of Cortez's gold"
"Oh that's alright mate, I'd do the same to you" Jack retorted sarcastically. Barbosa took a step towards Jack
"Now, now Jack, there's no need for ye to be bitter, we will all be thinking of ye very dearly when we's do get our hands on that gold . . ." Someone that was running towards them, shouting wildly at Barbosa, interrupting him
"Barbosa, stop …" his voice wavered on, Jack did not really hear what else he said just then, he now knew he may have a few moments to think up some sort of plan
"Won't be a moment" Barbosa scorned at Jack
"Oh, take as long as ye like" Jack replied laughing, slipping out of thought for a brief moment. This was partly due to Barbosa's foul breath, swimming up through Jacks nose
(*Jack shudders at remembering this* eugh)
Jack took a moment to look over Barbosa's shoulder to see who had, fortunately for him, come to his rescue. It was William Turner, Bill for short, if ye like, Jack had wondered where he was earlier when he hadn't seen him in the crowd.
Barbosa turned sharply to Bill
"What will ye be wantin' now Mr. Turner?"
"Well, ye aren't just gonna leave him on that island, with nothing but the clothes he's wearing. Ya can't" Jack raised an eyebrow up at Bill. Barbosa looked at Bill thoughtfully; eventually he turned to Jack and smiled
'Uh, oh, this can't be good' he contemplated to himself smiling back, flashing his gold and white teeth to Barbosa
"No, no ye is right there Mr. Turner, for that would be bad manners now, wouldn't it Jack" Jack looked up to Barbosa
"Ha, yeah" Jack responded, laughing, still trying to think of a plan
"Men" Barbosa called to the crew, turning to face them "Hand me Jacks affects please . . . and a pistol for him, with enough powder for a single shot"
"An' me hat mates" Jack added cheekily. Barbosa looked at him, glaring " . . . please" Jack finished
The crew stirred, upset by Barbosa's demand "Why?" several had shouted. Barbosa turned briefly round to Jack
"Ah, this is the good part" He said smiling deviously. He turned back to the crew "Because maties, Jack here is going to be all alone on that island there" he turned and pointed to the small island Jack was destined for, unless he came up with a seriously good plan, and fast "And when the heat an' all gets a bit much for Jack here" Barbosa stepped back towards Jack, patting him on the shoulder, Jack shook him off "Then this pistol 'ere may seem like a pretty good solution to 'is problem, Savvy maties?" The crew cheered at this comment, now blatantly more happy with the plan.
Barbosa looked at Jack "But hopefully that won't be too soon, eh? Can't have you not sufferin' a little now can we?"
"Is that essential?" retorted Jack "Or can I use it now? On you preferably" He smiled 'kindly' at Barbosa. Barbosa looked at him briefly, before laughing amusedly at Jack
(I got no idea why, soon as I 'ad just threatened 'im)
"Why don't you save it Jack" Barbosa sneered to him
"Rather not . . ."
"Barbosa, this isn't exactly what I meant" Bill butted in, stopping Jack from finishing what he was saying; and getting himself into anymore trouble
"Oh really Mr. Turner, and what would you rather have us do with Mr. Sparrow here" Barbosa turned to Jack and held the pistol to his head "Kill 'im n . . ." Jack winced, suddenly he was quite nervous
(Only a little)
"No! That's not um . . . exactly what I meant" Bill interrupted
"Oh really, well, you'll be wantin' to follow 'im in then. Savvy?"
"No. . .just ye be carrin' on now" Bill joined the crowd. He looked up to Jack and shrugged his shoulders apologetically. Barbosa turned to the crew and started talking to them about how much they thanked Jack . . . Blah de Blah . . . Jack wasn't really paying much attention, he realised this was the perfect opportunity to put some sort of plan into action.
Jack ran past Barbosa, pushing him into the rest of the crew, and making a dart for the wheel. Jack didn't get that far, a huge dark skinned member of the crew grabbed hold of Jack. Barbosa stood up, brushing himself off
"I wondered when we'd be having one of your 'miraculous' escape plans" Barbosa pushed Jack towards the plank, that he would now have to walk, seeing as his plan had, well and truly, failed. He turned Jack to face the island he was now bound for
"Lets see yer escape this one, eh," he slurred into Jacks ear, laughing jubilantly. Jack tried to struggle out of Barbosa's grasp, it did nothing to help him, only to tighten the grip Barbosa had.
Without any further warning Jack was pushed off the Pearl, and plunged into the water. Jack saw his pistol sink further into the depth and making up his mind he dived deeper. His breath was running short but he finally managed to grab the holster and pushed off the seabed and swam to the surface.
Reaching the shore of the island Jack looked back and saw the Black Pearl sailing off into the distance.