Well. Here goes another attempt to write a chapter. And this one better be faster than my last one. Dawny! You stayed with me! I love you so much for reviewing and staying tuned! Not much to say now so I'm going to write.

Chapter 7. To the Pirate Cave

She was wet and cold and pissed and hungry and tired and the list could go on and on and on. Needless to say that Erica was a very unhappy person when a storm hit the Caribbean. She was getting tossed about the deck and she was utterly surprised that she hadn't been thrown overboard yet. At the moment she was clinging with the bottom of Will's shirt as another wave came and crashed upon them.

"How can we sail to an island that nobody can find with a compass that doesn't even work!?" Will shouted to Mr. Gibbs.

"Aye!" The pirate called, without a care that he was covered in salt water. "The compass doesn't point north! But we're not trying to find north, are we?" He asked. True, but how did Will know they wouldn't be going that way.

Erica started to make her way towards Jack. The waved crashing on Deck weren't helping much and neither was the little bald guy, who kept crashing into her as he swung on a rope.

"Jack! I hate you!" She yelled as loud as she could once she was close enough.

"What's that? I can't here ya Missy!" Jack said and started humming and all to familiar tune

"You damn well know you can here me, you deriving son of a-" She was cut off quickly by a wave and when she came back up from under it she was spluttering to much to talk.

"I told you it was bad luck to have women aboard!" Gibbs shouted over the noise of the storm.

"Is not!" Erica shouted once she got all the water from her lungs. "Stop humming that song!" She shouted to Jack. Whether her heard her or ignored her (he ignored her) he just kept steering the ship. Thus ensued more waves and lots of cursing on Erica's part. A video camera wouldn't have found a better moment to get for later viewing.

Eventually the Isla de La Muerta was on sight and Jack was walking around the deck in silence. Will looked untrustingly towards the area alone. Could he even trust Jack on this? Would Erica do something completely insane? He hoped not. But there was something he had on his mind.

"Dead men tell no tales..." Gotta love that parrot of Cotton's.

"How is it that Jack came across that compass?" Will asked, giving his attention to Mr. Gibbs.

"Not a lot is now about Jack before he showed up in Tortuga," the older man said. "That was before I met him. Back when he was Captain of the Black Pearl."

"What?!" Will said, turning around quickly. Gibbs nearly choked on whatever he was drinking, knowing he's said too much. "He failed to mention that."

"Well, Jack doesn't say much about his past since there was a mutiny committed against him. Lead by his first mate of the Pearl." Gibbs paused. "They marooned Jack on an island and left him to die, but not before he'd gone made with the heat."

"So that's the reason for the ..." He trailed off and made a few gestures that could be compared to Jack's every day manners. Gibbs frowned then shook his head.

"Reason's got nothin' to do with it. Now," he waved the young man closer. "When a man is marooned he's given a pistol with one shot. Well it don't do much good for hunting or being rescued. An' after three weeks on an empty belly and thirst that pistol is starting to look mighty friendly." At this point Erica rolled her eyes and went below deck.

"I need to get something," she said quietly, more along the lines not wanting to hear about human hair and backs, but turtles were awesome. Dude...Dude.....DUDE!

"But Jack got off the island and still has that pistol...He won't use it save for man. His mutinous first mate," Gibbs said as he watched Erica move below. What could she possibly be going to get. She had all her belongings in that red bag of hers.

"Barbossa." Will said. Obviously he had put all the pieces together.

"Aye."

"How did Jack get off the island?" Will asked, trying to find out more. Jack couldn't have swum off the island.

"He roped some sea turtles and rode them off the island," Gibbs said, thinking that Jack was magnificent.

"He roped a couple of sea turtles?" At Gibbs' nod Will went further. "What did he use for rope?" And there was the stumping question. Jack never said how he roped them. He was about to try and say something when he sensed a presence near them and looked up. It was Jack.

"Human hair. From my back," Jack said and moved past them. "Young Mister Turner and I will be going ashore." He moved across the ship to the rowboats when Mr. Gibbs pulled him back.

"What if the worst should happen?" The older man asked.

"Keep to the code," Jack said without hesitation.

"Aye," Gibbs nodded then was shoved out of the way by Erica.

"Wait for me!" She cried and ran past Jack and jumped in the boat. He had to do a double take. Her eyes were outlined thickly in black and her lips were the same color. Her skin looked a shade lighter and her hair was hanging straight down instead of up in it's usual ponytail. Tattoos were etched across any showing skin she had. If he had to picture a sorceress this is what it would be like. He quickly shook himself.

"I already told you, you wouldn't want to see wha's left of yer cousin, Missy," He said as he also got into the boat. "But suit yerself."

"And that is where I shall prove you wrong, Sparrow." She sat gracefully in the boat and started rummaging through her red bag. She pulled out two small vials filled with a black substance and a purple tubular object. Each was stashed into a pocket on her dark blue shorts.

"You've been warned. Not my problem." Jack started rowing the boat towards the pirate's cove. It had been so long since he was last here. He smiled a bit at the thought. Barbossa was going to be surprised.

"What code were you talking about," Will asked. Nice way to just ignore Erica. She was too strange and he had to move his head as she placed a horned hat on her head. (Maleficent! All right!)

"Pirate's Code. Any man that falls behind is left behind," Jack said calmly. It was true. On more than one occasion he had followed it too. Erica rolled her eyes, knowing how that would help a lot. Not. She looked at the cave walls around them and then at the water. It glittered with gold. Jack rowed the boat onto of the rocky docks and pushed it ashore. Will immediately moved to where he could hear the pirates talking. Erica followed. Poor Will. Nearly had a heart attack when he saw his beloved Elizabeth.

"...And not all treasure is silver and gold, mate," Jack said as he peered over Will's shoulder.... Wow... Erica sure blanked out there. Before them where the pirates. Barbossa and Elizabeth stood on a tall mound of gold behind a chest, holding the Aztec Gold

"Elizabeth!" Will said and started over the mound of gold, hiding them. Jack pulled him back down and completely failed to notice Erica stuffing pieced of gold into her pants. And unlike popular belief she was looking for her cousin,

"Let me go you pervert!" A feminine voice shouted. Erica smirked and looked over to Jack as she finished putting stuff in her pants. Shame on her.

"That would be my dear cousin," she said and leaned over him to search out the voice. The said cousin was struggling between two undead pirates vigorously, wondering where her own cousin was. She was sure that Erica would have been there by now. She flinched when Barbossa sliced the blade across Elizabeth's hand then placed the coin in her palm and squeezed it then let the coin fall. As the room fell silent Erica was making her way towards the back of the cave, as was Will since he had knocked Jack unconscious.

One of the pirates opened his eyes and looked around. "Did it work?"

"How do we tell?" Another spoke. Barbossa's eyes rolled back in his head as he fired a shot at the pirate. (Go Pintel!) Tina started pulling harder against her captives as this time, thinking they weren't going to be very happy when the found out they were still dead.

"You're not dead." Koehler said, stating the obvious.(that would be Legolas' job Mr. Pirate.)

"No," Pintel half laughed then frowned. "'Ey! He shot me!" Barbossa turned on Elizabeth after looking at the bloodied gold and holding it up.

"You maid! Was yer father William Turner?" He yelled.

"No," She said with satisfaction at tricking them. Bad move.

"Where's his child! Where?!" When she didn't answer this time he swung the back of his hand across her cheek and sent her over the back of the gold mound with the gold. She lay still. Barbossa snarled and turned back to him crew as they started to protest. Suddenly a hideous cackle sounded behind Barbossa and was quickly followed by a smoke cloud. All eyes in the room were on it as Erica strode out in all her Sorceress glory.

"You've been deceived Captain Barbossa," she spoke clearly towards him. Tina's mouth slowly curved into a smile. She was saved! Captain Barbossa looked over this new edition to the party as she started to speak again. "Release Lady Christina, sir, or this curse will never lift no matter how much Turner blood you use."

Barbossa glared. "And how would you know that, Missy. I know all there is to know about this curse."

"I know much more about any curse than you ever could. I am a sorceress," She said opening her arms. In the lighting that the cave held her eyes appeared even darker, giving her a gothic and supernatural look. "Though you have the blood I have held the curse. Release my cousin and I shall release my hold." A fair trade. A lying one, but a fair trade.

"Is that so?" Captain Barbossa asked. He could almost believe her, except for how young she appeared. Then again most sorceresses in tales were immortal, to the point of living forever, and could look any way they wanted. She could be an ugly old hag for all he knew.

"Yes sir," She dropped her arms and bowed her head at him. "You and your men are still undead. What more proof could you need?" She looked up at him with a knowing smirk. "As long as I have the power to do so I shall only relieve you of the curse once I have my cousin safe with me."

As long as she had the power? That meant if she were dead her power was no more. He grinned at her as he laced his hand around his second pistol. But what if killing her only held the curse for eternity?

"I guess we'll just have to test that theory," Barbossa said as he pulled out the pistol and fired a shot into her gut.

All right. That's the end of this chapter. Now am I dead or am I still alive. I'll never tell! But I must state one thing. I'm not afraid to kill my own characters. I let one die in a serious rp and my friend nearly beat me up for it since she couldn't believe I did it. Now if you'll all review please I can get back to writing what happens in the next chapter.

Bbye

Tora