I don't own any of these characters…but I Do wish I owned Orlando Bloom…or Will Turner…or Johnny Depp…or Captain Jack Sparrow…(haha! Van-that'd be a lovely match, that…me and Jack…hehehehe…imagine the types of fun we'd have…not in a nasty sort of way…but, you know me…no one would ever believe me and Jack Sparrow…hehehehe!)

A/N: This is an alternate ending to the movie-I'm sure that if you read the preceding chapters, you'll know what's been going on and whatnot. Savvy?  *-*

A/N #2: This is the chapter you wanted…and I'm giving it to you…Savvy? *-* (I love saying that…)

A/N #3: Ok, this chapter was written, erased, and written again 3 times, and I'm still not sure if I'm satisfied with it…I just hope you guys are…. so tell me! Savvy?

Summary: This is like an alternate ending to the movie…I'm at the spot where well…read the "previously" thing….

Previously, on Defeat:

            Barbossa was up quicker than she had thought was likely and he grabbed both of her wrists in a death grip. He was wheezing and his eyes burned with rage. "All right, then. I'll take ye up on yer offer -  but seein' as ye didn't list any terms…I'll make 'em up. All righ'?" he didn't leave room for disagreement, for his voice was pure poison. "It's just two simple conditions, right luv?" he spat out the last word. Elizabeth nodded meekly, her wrists and hands were starting to burn from the pressure. "One – ye don't come ou' of that cell 'til ye do everythin' I want yer ter do. And two -  ye don't…well, I'll save tha' one fer when we get on the Pearl…" he smiled evilly, showing his rotten teeth and he dragged her off to the Pearl…

            Meanwhile, aboard the Black Pearl, Will and Jack were having a rather trying time indeed.

            When the two goons walked up on deck to have their share in the feast, Will and Jack were left in silence, in the cold, and dank brig.

            The brig was a very somber place…indeed, not inviting at all. There was a dankness about the air that let one know that somewhere…there was a leak and the sea air was being caught and trapped inside, leaving it moist all the time. Also, on the floor, there was an occasional puddle…that wasn't very pleasant either…another result of the "leak" somewhere aboard the Pearl… But then again, the Pearl had a lot of leaks now… The battle with the Interceptor was not an easy one, and though the Pearl had won, it sailed away with holes and scars. The pirate crew would be fixing those holes, but there was no telling when that would happen, so until then, Jack and Will had to suffer through the dankness and the puddles that seemed to find their way all around the floor, almost making the floor one big, but shallow, puddle. Yet somehow, those two maladies didn't compare to the trouble of the smell. That awful smell… It was almost as if there were people, dead people, rotting away, with worms and insects, and rats, giant, red eyed, and furry rats, gnawing away at the decaying flesh and leaving the remains. But the fact was, was that there most likely were dead bodies down in the brig; what else had happened to the Royal Navy's crew? They weren't in the cave, and they weren't floating around in the water…and not enough time had passed for them to sink…so Jack and Will were stuck, in a revolting place with most unenjoyable conditions.

            Jack was busy examining the nails on his hands that were in irons. Actually, only one was in an iron, the other was free, but since the pirate unlocking him had been in such a hurry to get to the feast, he really only unlocked one and left the other dangling from his wrist. There was dirt embedded in the little crevices along the sides of his nails, but he took no notice. In fact, he wasn't really paying any sort of attention to his nails at all. Truly, he felt bad for Will; really, really horrible. He knew the lad hadn't meant for any of this to happen, but the fact of the matter was that it did. There was no changing that now. The two of them were stuck below the deck of the Pearl, his one true love, and they were probably looking forward to having a rather painful, or at least humiliating, death. "GOD! I need some rum!" he shouted. Rum…it would solve all his problems and let him sleep nicely. No rum…it would make him dwell and twitter on thoughts he didn't want, and make him mostly just irate because it left him too much time to think and not nearly enough time to sleep. Then, as if he were a patient in a mental ward, he started to laugh; at first it was a soft chuckle, but then it grew into an all out laugh, and it subsided again into a soft chuckle. Jack opened his mouth as if he was about to say something, but he thought else of it and closed his kohl surrounded eyes. "Shit," he said softly, almost inaudibly. "Will, mate, you've got us into a…we're in way over our heads now," he put a hand over his closed eyes and took a deep breath. "Shit."

            While Jack was sitting examining his nails, Will was still on the ground, trying to steady his flighty breath. When the pirate had thrown him, it knocked every ounce of oxygen out of his already bruised lungs, and he was in immense pain that coursed through his entire body. It was as if dagger were flying in and out of his stomach and lungs. Flying against the hard wall of the Pearl was bad, but Will also took it as a blessing. Once he was on the floor, the pirate who threw him shut and locke dthe cell immediately; which meant he was safe from harm. At least for the moment.

            As he hit the ground, his ribs slammed on the floor; and stars, no, planets, no, whole nebulae flashed against his eyes, making him nauseous. His arms behind him were still tied, and he really didn't take any notice of it until he landed on his arm and it shot monumental pain up, down, and all around his arm. He knew he hadn't broken it, but he also knew that it would be sore…as would the rest of his poor body. Will vaguely heard voices at the opposite cell from his.

            It was Jack's voice saying something about "untying" and "taking a piss," he had no idea how that managed to be said, but he was just trying not to fade out into the black nothingness of unconciousness. Finally, the two pirates went up to the deck of the Pearl and he took a deep gasp; he had been trying not to be so weak in front of them, and he did fall to the floor, and he was trying to get some air into his lungs, but at least he wasn't like he was now. His kneew were tucked up in front of his torso and his lungs were working furiously, desperate for air, like a fish out of water is desperate to get into the water to be able to breathe again. Once he had caught his breath, some of it at least… he looked over at Jack. He seemed to be looking at his grimy nails, and taking no notice of him and his gasping fits. "Well," Will thought to himself, "It's better for him to not watch…" It was better, and it seemed as if Jack didn't' really want a conversation, which was fine with him -  he didn't know what kind of noise he'd make if he had to talk right then, so he took the opportunity to think. To think about now, tonight, Elizabeth…everything. He, William Turner, had risked everything, his job, his happiness, his freedom, his life, to save Elizabeth, and comet to think of it…Elizabeth was ALL those things to him. He felt it was his job, his duty, to protect Elizabeth when that damn Commodore couldn't. Things would slip beneath the ropes and Norrington couldn't, and wasn't, always be there for her. But Will was. Anything Elizabeth needed be it her shoe buckled, her fan and gloves held, or to be rescued from evil pirates, he was there. Elizabeth was his happiness. She was what brought joy to him besides the salty sea air that blew into the smithy late at night, but her sweet aroma of vanilla and roses would always be his favorite. He loved her with all his soul, and whenever he saw her, his heart skipped a beat and from then on, it would beat faster than if he had just run a league. Anything that made her happy made him happy and even before that, they had much in common. And god, when Will was in the dark and steaming smithy late into the nights, which often happened because of that drunk, Mr. Brown, he would drift off and be with Elizabeth in his thoughts, in the ocean, or a meadow, anywhere but where they were…just FREE. And now, now Will truly would have given his life to have Elizabeth safe and out of barbossa's filthy hands. He shuddered to think what Barbossa was doing just now…he didn't want that for Elizabeth…if only he could open this damn cell!

            "GOD! I need some rum!" he heard Jack shout.

Usually, Will wouldn't resort to drinking…but well, this wasn't "usually." Silently, Will agreed with Jack as Jack became silent again. Really, Will had never gotten along with rum, or any other drink for that matter, that well. Sure, they were all right for the first one or two, but then he would start felling sick. After a couple more, he would be reeling, and if he dared to venture another sip at that point, it would be all over the floor. So much for having pirate's blood running through his veins…they were supposed to drink like bloody fish, but if he tried…it'd be up and gone before he knew it. He sighed noiselessly. That was the only thing he couldn't control, but when he thought about it…there were a lot of things he couldn't control. He could become a better blacksmith, or a better swords man, not that he wan't already magnificent, but he couldn't make his stomach (when it had the drink in it) any better… But then, he supposed, it did save on money…and that was another item to add to the list of things he couldn't control.

Will looked up, Jack had said something, but he didn't' quite hear it, so he started to bring his head down again when jack said something else, "Will, mate, you've got us into a…we're way in over our heads now." Then Jack put a hand on his face and said, "Shit," which is what Will guessed was the one inaudible first word that Jack had said.

After a moment, Will said, "Jack, I'm sorry. I…I…" he seemed at a loss for words, but quickly came up with something. "I'll get you out of this. You and Elizabeth, I'll do it…I'll make it right…" he voice seemed uneasy.

Jack sat up some more and took his hand away from his solemn face. "Listen Will, I know ye want ta make things better, but ye've got ta face it, life's not fair. Now, I'm not sayin' that ya can't, but it's very unlikely that ye'll be able ta get all three 'f us out. Actually, if ya get any of us out, I'll count it as a miracle. Listen, were are in the brig of my ship, it's not likely we'll escape, 'specially since Barbossa and me old crew 'ave taken over. Barbossa's holding a grudge Will, against all three 'f us, and he's not going to let us go-IF he lets us go, until we've paid out dues. Savvy?"

Will's mouth opened slightly. It was true. He wouldn't be able to get them out…try as he may…It wasn't possible…though something else at the moment wasn't possible as well. "Damn," Will said quietly.

"What?" Jack asked, mildly interested.

"I…I…nothing," Will said quickly.

"Oh no you don't mate. You brought it up, you're gonna tell me…plus, I'm might be of assistance…" Jack smirked, he could tell Will was hiding something and he wanted to know what it was. Plus-it might fun-anything to break the monotony…

Will looked down sheepishly, trying to hide his quickly reddening face. "I…have to…"

"Have ta what, mate?" Jack asked making gestures that suggested for Will to elaborate.

Will didn't say anything; he just tried to keep his eyes on everything other than Jack's eyes. They were sparkling now, excited like a hobbit trying to guess riddle.

Then, it clicked in Jack's head… "Hey mate, you have to take a piss, don't ya?" The corners of his lips looked as if they were being tugged at with string to make a small smirk.

Will glanced up quickly and immediately, Jack knew that was it. Ha! So they were going to find out what to do about that after all!

"Now that'll be interestin'," he said, his lips making a full smile now, charming, flashy and mysterious all at once as he started to chuckle quietly.

A/N: So what'd you think??? Like I said, it's not the best, but I tried my best and I'm posting it for all of you to see! And a lot sooner than I thought! I really hope ya like it!!! Yeah…so I've gotta go watch Chicago with my mom, or else she'll get mad at me…So, I'll try to get the next chapter up soon!!!

Cheers!

Tati Bloom *-*

PS: I love Orlando Bloom!!!!

PPS: Go see Once Upon A Time In Mexico on Friday!!! Get those figures up to show that Johnny Depp is still #1!!!!

AN AWESOMELY WONDERFUL THANKS TO: (oh…and sorry these aren't in order…my computer was screwed up…and well…long story…..)

*Medea 12: Wow….another fan! I'm in awe!!! Yay! I'm glad that you liked it! Sorry that it's a little fuzzy on the whole plot and where it's going thing…I'm still a bit fuzzy about it myself…but only a little! I know pretty much what'll happen! But I don't want to reveal too much! So-thank you SOOOO much for reviewing and being a huge fan! Like I said…I'm soooo happy! Keep reading….more stuff'll happen.

*Spirit 3: Woo! I know! Isn't it just great that she kneed him? God knows what would've happened if she didn't… Yes…she IS cool! I try to make all my characters cool (except for Barbossa and his crew who, by the way… are dirty, rotten bastards…) So yeah! Thanks for reviewing! Keep reading!!!!!

*Leap of Fate: Thank you…I thought that Elizabeth was rather spiffing myself! *-* Thanks for reading!!! Keep reading!!! (how many times have I said that already…hm….)

*AznKitty 11: Thanks! I'm amazingly glad that you liked my story! Yes, I know, I'm bad about making the long chapters that everyone craves…I'm TRYING!!! Honest! I am!!! But it's really hard now with school and all, and plus, I have to keep my grades up or else I won't be able to write anymore…and my grades have well…not been going well…well…it's actually just my math grade, cuz I got a C on a test, but yeah….I'll stop talking about this crap….Thanks for reading-keep it up! And review some more too!

*Mistress of Mordor: Hello!!! Once again…a wonderful review! Yes…a very tense chapter indeed. I know that I "tell" more than um…paint a picture, so to speak…it's just one of those things that happened when I read like J.R.R. Tolkien and C.S. Lewis…I liked their styles of writing, so I adapted to have mine be like theirs…so, yeah. Wow…I've never been likened to Tolkien before and well…I think that's absolutely awesome (even under the circumstances *-*)!!! And yes, I have had the marvelous pleasure of reading Tolkien - several…wait…more than several…times… I think he's just such a great author! I mean he was SO in depth about every little detail (even if he did do it in that "telling" fashion). But sometimes…oh my gosh…he went either too in depth, or he strayed off the subject, or made certain things too long….that was a bit annoying…I hope I'm not like that… tee hee… *-* But yeah-thanks for liking my chapter! I love your long reviews! I always look forward to them after I write and post my chapters! But yeah…your impromptu little thing was good! I hope that I had enough descriptions…I tried to fit them in, and some more than other fit better…but yeah. Like that fish one…that one was kind of messed up-well…at least I thought it was… So- Saruman's Fan Mail Hour, eh? I've never heard of it…but it sounds absolutely hilarious! Can you email me the first 2 chapters? I'd love to read it….Maybe (if I have time…which I doubt…) I might be able to make a spin-off….if that isn't illegal in fanficdom…… And no, sadly, I don't know where it can be found…I did a search, but that really didn't bring up anything… But yeah…being deprived of sleep is NOT fun…I've been going on like 6 or (if I'm lucky) 7 hours a night…damn high school…Well, I've gotta go…but I'll post again as soon as I possibly can! *-*

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