"Everyone inside the cave now. Don't stop until you've reached a dead end." Sparrow ordered as he ran down the line to where Claudia was standing. No one moved. Sparrow looked around at the crew before he shouted, "What did I say? Now move, or y'all be lost to Davy Jones' Locker, savvy?" They didn't stand around any longer at this, and as everyone was scrambling to get their bodies and supplies inside, Sparrow gabbed Claudia. He twisted her arms behind her back as he spoke to Gibbs. "Gibbs, gimme that rope." Gibbs didn't move.

"Now!" Gibbs then threw the rope to Sparrow, who caught it and began to tie Claudia's hands together. Once done, he turned her around.

"So I'm finally of use to you?" She said as she breathed deeply, and angrily. Sparrow smiled.

"Aye, Love, I knew you would be."

She spat on his foot. "You used me!"

"Only once, Love." He then kissed below her jaw and turned to Gibbs. "Take her, follow them." He pushed her to Gibbs and he took hold of her, then turned and began running, hauling Claudia along with him.

Sparrow watched the British ship get closer and closer, until he finally decided that he had to fight. The crew had to fight. There was no way that he was going to let them take him back to the gallows like they did so many times before. No way whatsoever. He was tired of having to run away. This time, he thought, This time I'll give Norrington me best shot. Aye, by the end, he be dead or worse.

Soon the ship was near ready to dock, Sparrow decided he should find the others and get ready for a good fight. He ran into the pitch black and kept going, hoping he wouldn't run into a wall.

Finally he reached the back of the cave, where the crew was waiting for his next order. Claudia, hands still tied, was crouched in a far corner, guarded by Anna-Maria. Sparrow found a nearby rock and stood on it, addressing everyone in the room.

"Listen up mates! The British are just outside, but when we're through, they be dead!" He threw up his fist as the crowd cheered. He continued. "We want their ship!" The crowd cheered again. "Swords at the ready!"

Everyone drew their swords, cheered, and prepped to fight. Sparrow cleared his throat for attention.

"Anna-Maria, you guard the girl, she's not to move and no one's to touch her, savvy?" Anna-Maria nodded her head.

"Aye, CHARGE!" The whole crew followed Sparrow as he jumped down from his stand and ran from the cave. Claudia just sat there, glaring at Anna-Maria.

"Do you have any idea what it's like to be living your dream for the first five minutes, then it be ripped from you the next?" Anna-Maria stared at her.

"Does it look like I care?" She drew her sword and examined it, touching the blade in various places. She noticed a bottle out of the corner of her eye and resheithed her sword. She hurried over to the bottle, picked it up and shook it. Claudia was silent and could hear the swish, splunk of the liquid inside. Anna-Maria pulled out the cork with her teeth.

"God love ya, Jack." She said as she began to take a heavy swig of the rum.

Outside was pure battle, swords clinking, guns blasting. Sparrow was swording Norrington as they were also conversing at the same time.

"What do you propose, Mr. Sparrow?" Norrington asked as he continued clinking swords with Jack, blocking himself from being pierced.

"We keep the ship, and the girl, take very good care of them both, and you get half the gold." He dodged Norrington's sword by jumping over it, managing to bring his own sword down enough to put a slice the Commodore's arm. Norrington grunted then began to fight more vigorously.

"I don't believe that Governor Swann is willing to exchange his niece for gold. You must be the worst pirate I've ever met." Again, Sparrow dodged another one of Norrington's swings.

"Yet you forget that I did take the Interceptor. Aye, mate, I did."

As Sparrow continued to negotiate the keep of the Dutchell, Anna-Maria was becoming more wasted by the minute. Soon she was fully passed out, and even the sharpest scream could not awaken her. Claudia saw this as the opportunity for her to escape, and she took it. She stood up to the best of her ability and then wandered over to Anna-Maria, unsheathing her sword, which was difficult with her hands tied behind her back. She propped the sword up against a nearby rock, then very carefully slipped the rope over the blade, slicing the twine and allowing her to break free. She then looked around for another opening. She found one besides the main, and debated whether or not to take it. She finally decided it was worth getting out of here and scurried into the darkness.

Clink, clink, bang, bang...The sound of swords and guns still going on, but Jack and Norrington still managed to keep each other alive, and still arguing over the negotiation.

"Perhaps you gave us, say, all the gold, and we let you keep the ship as soon as another arrives?" Norrington nearly caught Sparrows leg on his sword, but luckily Jack was the faster.

"Norrington," clink, clink, clink. "Do you really think-" clink. "That I'd be-" clink. "That stupid?" Jack pushed Norrington's sword out of his way and stopped a moment. "That's like letting you sail away with my ship!" He swung his sword again, only to be blocked by Norrington's.

Claudia scrambled out into the light, trying to catch her breath. Partial Freedom. She thought as she began to walk along the beach away from the cave. She closed her eyes and started humming a tune as she stepped son something that did not feel quite right. She stopped, opened her eyes and looked down.

"Hmm..." She said. It looked like the ground but didn't feel like it. She hopped on it a little and before she knew it, whoosh! She was drowned in darkness.