A/N Ok! Here's my new update… thanks to my new reviewers…
Orca girl, even though you aren't really new, Gwennivierre, and to Empress Guinevere Sparrow, yes, I have updated a lot in the past few days… the reason is because I had no school on Tuesday, so I had a lot of spare time.
Ok, on with the story… um, wait… I don't own anything. Yeah, I think that's it…
This chapter will be pretty short, but I think another will be added REALLY soon, so don't worry… this one's cool though.
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Jack paced the room.
You see, the problem was, he got into the treasure trove, and it did look like a treasure trove, except for one little problem.
No treasure. Not even one gold galleon. Not a single jewel or piece of eight.
Jack was confused. It didn't make any sense. What had happened? What should he do now? He turned to leave, go back out to the surface again, when he spotted a white piece of paper in the corner of the room he was in. He walked slowly over and picked it up, curiously, and recognized the handwriting instantly… Anne's. Jack leaned against one of the damp walls and began to read.
Jack,
If you have found this letter, then my plan had worked out well… hopefully you are alone, yes? Now, you are not going to like this, so please just hear me out, okay?
First of all, let me explain… where to start? When I first came on your ship I could see all the work that needed to be done and things that needed to be changed… and I could also see that your crew was rapidly losing their respect for you since you don't help with their chores. Something had to be done.
Understand that at first, I had meant for us to split the treasure 50/50, the way we agreed. But this plan sounded better.
I hired Danielle to help me bring the treasure from this trove to the ship, the Pearl. I knew that you would have to agree for her to be a part of the crew, and figured that you would trust her better if she were disguised as a boy, and became tipsy. (Wonderful actress, isn't she?)I gave her the key (yes, I lied… I did have it from the very beginning) and the permission and the row boat, and she loaded up the treasure.
As soon as you jumped in the water, your crewmembers on the Pearl attacked the men on the Heron until every one was dead, and then we sailed away. At this very moment, Jack, you are alone.
Understand that if there had been a better way to do it, we would have. Your crewmembers wanted you out of the way from the fight on the Heron, especially Anamaria, and they all agreed you needed a vacation. I am truly sorry for abandoning you.
If you find us again… When you find us again, we will welcome you back onto your ship with open arms and a full share of the treasure. Until then, I will be captain.
I understand if you want to kill me… in fact, I can hardly wait for you to come back and bring excitement along with you… you kill me, I kill you, and we can all go merrily to hell together. How does that sound?
This is not mutiny, and it's not betrayal, Jack. We are all rooting for you and want to give you another chance. Consider this a challenge.
-Anne Bonny, Captain of The Black Pearl
The paper slid out of Jack's hands and fell to the damp floor, and Jack stood there in shock. He could not believe that he had been outwitted… tricked! The whole time, and his whole crew was behind it!
But Anne had sounded sincere when she wrote that she was sorry, and Jack could understand the logic of the letter.
He still wished that it hadn't happened, that when he swam back up to the top, his ship would still be there. Who knows? Maybe the crewmembers on the Heron won, and his ship was still there. Or maybe it wasn't too late. He swam as fast as he could up to the surface, and managed to convince himself that once he got up, his ship would be waiting, but…
It was gone. They were all gone, turned against him. They thought he had been a terrible captain, so they sailed off without him. He wasn't sure whether to be depressed or angry, or both, or neither.
So he decided to just be confused, and make everything simple.
So Jack swam out of the cove and then onto the island, heading in the direction of Nassau port.