Chapter 4-A Start for a New Adventure
Author's Note-I'll try really hard to update at least once a week, promise!
Disclaimer-I don't own POTC, don't ask...
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The Black Pearl arrived at Port Royal and Jack, Will, and Gibbs were safely (if you can call killing people just to get to one place without getting hurt that) in a tavern. They all had a flask of rum and a good old conversation before heading out for new adventures.
"Captain, I heard about this newly discovered treasure," whispered Gibbs.
"Really? Tell me more," said Jack, listening attentively.
"Well, a ship called 'The Shooting Star' had discovered the hidden treasures of Clara Corazon before it sank into the ocean depths of the Bermuda waters and left one standing survivor. I heard it was right in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle."
"Go on..."
"I was told that this treasure was of great wonders, sir. That it was the most extraordinaire treasures of them all." Jack was now about to fall out of his seat.
"Uh huh?"
"One problem." At this time, Jack was on the floor, rubbing his bottom. He looked at Gibbs with questioning eyes, and then finally stood up.
"Well, what is it then?" he sat back down on the same seat that he had fallen out of.
"The reason why 'The Shooting Star' sank was because of a mysterious force pulling it under water. The only way onto the island is if ye sail through the Bermuda Triangle with a special golden bracelet somewhere on the ship." Gibbs explained.
"A bracelet, eh? Tell me Gibbs, do ye know what the bracelet might look like?"
"Uh, I think it has some designs engraved in it. Oh, and two little charms hanging from it." Jack's eye's widened. Gibbs looked at him, very puzzled. "Is something wrong, Captain?"
"That bracelet! It's the one I gave to Jezebel right before we had departed!" Gibbs' eyes also widened.
"We have one more problem though."
"What is it now, Gibbs?" Jack was getting irritated.
"Well, Clara was the owner of the treasures."
"Yea, I got that."
"And Clara had one daughter, a grand daughter, and a grandson. Clara somehow died right after she told her grandchildren the secrets of her hidden treasures."
"Get on with the point, Gibbs."
"Okay, the owner's descendent of the treasure has to be on the same ship with the bracelet on his or her wrist. 'The Shooting Star' had Clara's grandson on the ship and the bracelet along with them, but the bracelet wasn't on his wrist." Jack hit the table with such force, that his flask of rum tipped over and spilled everywhere.
"We have got to find Jezebel..."
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(A/N: Finally...I formed a plot, yay!)
Special Thanks to:
SpAnIsH-EyEs2-I'm glad you like my story.
Metsalanna-thanks for just reviewing :D
Author's Note-I'll try really hard to update at least once a week, promise!
Disclaimer-I don't own POTC, don't ask...
~~~*~~~
The Black Pearl arrived at Port Royal and Jack, Will, and Gibbs were safely (if you can call killing people just to get to one place without getting hurt that) in a tavern. They all had a flask of rum and a good old conversation before heading out for new adventures.
"Captain, I heard about this newly discovered treasure," whispered Gibbs.
"Really? Tell me more," said Jack, listening attentively.
"Well, a ship called 'The Shooting Star' had discovered the hidden treasures of Clara Corazon before it sank into the ocean depths of the Bermuda waters and left one standing survivor. I heard it was right in the middle of the Bermuda Triangle."
"Go on..."
"I was told that this treasure was of great wonders, sir. That it was the most extraordinaire treasures of them all." Jack was now about to fall out of his seat.
"Uh huh?"
"One problem." At this time, Jack was on the floor, rubbing his bottom. He looked at Gibbs with questioning eyes, and then finally stood up.
"Well, what is it then?" he sat back down on the same seat that he had fallen out of.
"The reason why 'The Shooting Star' sank was because of a mysterious force pulling it under water. The only way onto the island is if ye sail through the Bermuda Triangle with a special golden bracelet somewhere on the ship." Gibbs explained.
"A bracelet, eh? Tell me Gibbs, do ye know what the bracelet might look like?"
"Uh, I think it has some designs engraved in it. Oh, and two little charms hanging from it." Jack's eye's widened. Gibbs looked at him, very puzzled. "Is something wrong, Captain?"
"That bracelet! It's the one I gave to Jezebel right before we had departed!" Gibbs' eyes also widened.
"We have one more problem though."
"What is it now, Gibbs?" Jack was getting irritated.
"Well, Clara was the owner of the treasures."
"Yea, I got that."
"And Clara had one daughter, a grand daughter, and a grandson. Clara somehow died right after she told her grandchildren the secrets of her hidden treasures."
"Get on with the point, Gibbs."
"Okay, the owner's descendent of the treasure has to be on the same ship with the bracelet on his or her wrist. 'The Shooting Star' had Clara's grandson on the ship and the bracelet along with them, but the bracelet wasn't on his wrist." Jack hit the table with such force, that his flask of rum tipped over and spilled everywhere.
"We have got to find Jezebel..."
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(A/N: Finally...I formed a plot, yay!)
Special Thanks to:
SpAnIsH-EyEs2-I'm glad you like my story.
Metsalanna-thanks for just reviewing :D