Disclaimer is the same as usual.

Oh my. I'm not sure about the distances between the characters at the moment, as in how far apart are the Seastorm and Dauntless? I'm just going to pretend that somehow they are close, or else it's all over for Elizabeth.

Here we go. Woo.

Chapter 6

--On the Seastorm--

"Get the bloody wench!" Barrin roared, practically strangling one of his crew members. "Dammit, swim if'n ye have to! Catch the girl or I'll 'ave your heads on a platter!"

Elizabeth was out of cannonball range now, and she was rapidly disappearing. Still, she could not outrun the ship if they took chase, and they undoubtedly would. Her arms were hurting greatly by now, and the oars were feeling heavier and heavier. Furthermore, Lumpy's clothes still reeked of seafood and dirt.

"Cap'n! Up ahead!" Barrin, who was in the middle of a nervous breakdown, heeded the call of his watchman. A ship was approaching, fast, and every pirate could recognize it.

"The Dauntless!" groaned the captain, who clearly wasn't having a lucky day.



--On the Dauntless--

"Commadore! It's the Seastorm!"

"Ah, Barrin." Norrington let a fleeting smile pass his face. "It's been quite some time, hasn't it?" he asked himself thoughtfully. "It will be nice to... visit upon the man again."

"What orders do you have, sir?" called a crew member, waiting with an expectant arch to his eyebrow.

"Ah, yes. Well, we have the wind on our side, why don't we see how fast we can get there? Full sails, quickly now!" Norrington paused and regarded his foes ship. Perchance Elizabeth had been kidnapped by these pirates. That would be perfect... he could kill two birds with one stone, so to speak.

Down below deck, locked up, the crew of the Pearl were silent. Finally, Will spoke. "What are they saying, Ana?"

Ana Maria, who, evidentally, had the best ears, was eavesdropping. "Aye, they've seen the Seastorm. Well, Will, looks like they'll find your girl. Unfortunately, ye won't be able to greet her from down 'ere." Will dropped his face in his hands and groaned.

Jack clapped him on the shoulder. "Don't worry. Ye forget who you're here with. Captain Jack Sparrow!"

Will raised an eyebrow. "I do wish you'd shut up about that."



-On Elizabeth's Unnamed Boat-

Elizabeth was now lying in the boat, one arm flung across her eyes to sheild them from the piercing sun rays. Despite the fact that she had successfully escaped from Barrin's ship, she realized that she was even more trapped than before. Sitting in a boat in the middle of the ocean... what a bloody brilliant girl I am, she thought sarcastically. Excellent plan, really.

The sun seemed to be growing hotter and hotter, and the water around her only made her more thirsty. She almost drank the salty water, but stopped herself, remembering that it would only make her thirst grow.

At one point, she dozed off. Lord knows how long she drifted, aimlessly, unknowingly, going in whatever direction the waves decided.



-On the Seastorm/Dauntless-

"We're outnumbered, cap'n. Whadda we do?" Lumpy peered anxiously at the captain, trembling nervously as the Dauntless grew closer, looming before the sun like an inevitable storm.

Barrin had no plan, and he was very frustrated. He whirled, caught Lumpy by the neck, and roared, "Why the hell would I speak with a man wearing a dress!"

"B-b-b-because... er... sir, it weren't my fault, it weren't! The wench, she-" Lumpy swallowed.

"Shut up, you twit! It is your damn fault, letting a girl git the best of you." He booted Lumpy in the stomach, sending him sprawling. "Prepare the cannons!" he called to the rest of the crew, but they were too late. The Dauntless was already boarding. The recoats launched themselves at their foes, and the pirates roared, trying to sound fierce despite their fear. Shots rang through the air, and the first victim, a tall pirate by the name of John, toppled over, slain. This gave the navy even more heart. The first kill was theirs!

Lumpy found himself being avoided by his enemy. Maybe they saw him as a woman, he thought brightly. He would be quite safe, if he could just get below decks...

Unfortunately, Norrington took notice of him, and he stopped him battling momentarily.. The commadores eyes went wider than dinner plates. "That's... that's Miss Swann's dress!" he sputtered.

"Aye," Barrin responded, his mind ticking away. "Aye, it's her dress. Surrender yerselves now and perhaps you'll get to see her."

Norrington was now faced with a dilemma. If he surrendered, he would be, well, surrendering. To pirates. He shuddered violently at the thought. But if he didn't, the governer would be very, very angry. Finally, the man closed his eyes, cursed, and dropped him weapon. His company, though looking confused and angered, followed suit. The navy was tied up.

"Well? Where is Miss Swann?" the commadore finally called, before being gagged.

"I said perhaps. I did not say you'd see her for sure. For now, she'll be remaining where she is." The pirates burst out laughing, catching on to their captains plan. Let these foolish men believe their little Miss Swann was in their grasp, and they would do most anything.

"Captain Barrin, sir, there were these prisoners on board!" A few men were leading the Pearl's crew over.

Barrin's eyes went wide. "Well well. Jack Sparrow. Welcome to the Seastorm, matey. Welcome indeed.

Is this chapter short? It might be, my computer won't let me tell. Oh well. R&R as usual. I didn't mean for the story to take this twist, with the Dauntless getting captured. It just happened. I love it when things happen like that. Heh heh. Well, next chappie will be up soon!