"What are you looking a….." her voice trailed off as she peered into the sack. Inside was a collection of gold and silver coins, pearls, jewels and other treasures. They shimmered and glistened in the sunlight, like nothing Isabelle had seen before. In a state of awe, she couldn't take her eyes off it. After a minute, she forced her gaze off the bag & spoke. "Well, it's definitely not mine," she said, turning back to the contents of the sack.
"It's mine," said a voice from behind them.
Isabelle looked up at the figure; soon adding a familiar face to the voice. Will kept his eyes on the bag, but made a sort of mumbling sound.
"Will! Will?" she whispered, before hitting him on the side of the head. "Huh? What…" he mumbled. His voice trailed off as he looked behind himself. There, standing in back of them, was a face that neither of them expected to see: the infamous Jack Sparrow.
Both Isabelle and Will shot up as they stared in awe at the man in front of them. Jack looked at them, and raised one eyebrow.
"What are your names?" he asked. "And no lies. I don't have much time." Isabelle nudged Will. They looked at each other as if to say "What are our names again?" Jack was looking at his nails, then he crossed him arms and started tapping his foot.
"Well?" he said impatiently. "I'm waiting… What are they then?"
"Our names?" Isabelle and Will looked at each other again. "Yes, our names are…" Isabelle started.
"…Isabelle and Will," Will finished.
"And I'm assuming he's Isabelle and you're Will?" Jack guessed, facing Isabelle. "Am I right?" he joked.
When neither of them spoke, "Tough crowd," he mumbled.
"Actually, I'm Isabelle, and he's Will," she replied.
"Oh, right. Good then. And what might you two be doing with my goods right here?"
"We found them, Sir," Will answered.
"Oh, please. Jack Sparrow's the name. Call me Jack---eh, make that Captain Jack." He stuck out his hand for Will to shake, and Will warily took it.
"Well, if you don't mind, I'm on a schedule. So I'll just be taking the sack and I'll be on my way," Jack said as he grabbed the sack and turned to leave the two kids standing on the beach…alone.
"Wait a minute! Hold on!" Will called after him. Jack turned around on one foot. "Do you think that if it isn't too much out of your way, that you could maybe help us off this island?" Will managed to get out.
"Well, I suppose I could… but what's in it for me?" Jack wanted to know.
"We'll stay on the ship and help you out!" Isabelle blurted.
"No offense, but what in the world am I supposed to do with two teenagers, with no ship skills and one who's wearing a dress?"
"We'll work for you, doing whatever you want! No matter what it is, and when we find our friends, we'll be out of your life forever," Will promised. Jack stood on the beach pondering the offer. As he was rubbing his chin, a mischievous smile came over his face.
"Anything?" He asked.
"Anything," Will agreed. Isabelle just stood beside Will. Jack stuck out his hand.
"You've got yourself a deal, mate." he said.
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