The tension filled her entire soul. She was growing more furious by the second, knowing what would become of her if she did nothing about it. Rolling up her sleeves, Amera prepared for the duel, the final duel, the ultimate result of her and Archer.
Taking her blue bandanna from her pocket, she tied her hair back as she ignored Jack's protest, "It's pointless to face him Amera, and you know it. As soon as you kill him, his associates will just shoot you dead and bring him back to life. I mean, they already did that once!" But still, she paid no attention to him. "And what about me? I know that that man," Jack exclaimed pointing at Francis, "Will torture me till my last breath. He'll slice my skin, rip out my intestines and push them into my face until I blow chunks! And the worst part is," Taking Amera's face in his hand, "I'll loose you all over again. And I won't be able to stand the pain. That's my torture, to die without you by my side. I don't want that!"
Amera started shaking her hands to loosen them, as she watched Archer ready for the match. Then, she stretched her neck and cracked her knuckles. Finally, she took a deep breath, turned to Jack and gently rested her hands on his neck. Looking deeply and lucidly into his chocolate eyes that she knew so well, she said, "Jack, no matter what happens, no matter whether I die, or you, whether this world crumbles and fails, I will still come for you. I will always be with you, and I will always call you my own. No one else in this world matters to me, there's no one else for me, there isn't now and they'll never be! No matter what, I will love you forever!" At this point, she was crying. And trying so hard not to also, Jack swallowed the large lump in his throat, and nodded to her. Then, with the final embrace, she let go, and turned to face her fate.
The pirates all stood behind Archer, blocking the entrance they had come through, just in case either Jack or Amera tried to escape. Then, they watched Archer pass his weapons to Francis, with only his brother's sword in hand. Amera dropped her weapons next to Jack and took a step forward, forming her fighting stance and daring to stare into Archer's eyes.
Then, ultimate silence. It was so quiet that you could hear a water drop at the other end of the dark lonely cave. Robert and Amera were all there was to see. The anger filled up inside of them, screaming to be let out. And to everyone's surprise, they both screamed frantically, then they ran towards each other. The distance between them decreased at a rapid rate. Then with a flash of light, the swords crossed, clanging at once. They struck each other over and over, again and again, each blocking the other's blow. This fight was different, neither of them said a word. They were too serious, too focus, past the point of being "ready."
Never in her entire life had Amera moved that fast, she was never that strong, more by the second was her power growing. Then, Archer's block to the face failed him. Amera sliced part of his face; the blood slowly poured out of him, but he still fought on. Then she struck him again, this time on the right ankle, making his cut bleed as he screamed. But he pressed on, she watched as he grew weaker, and she grinned a little. She kept giving him little slashes on his skin moment by moment as his expression became more worried as she went. Then, she ran behind him and kicked him in the rear, making him fall. He immediately got up, but was bent over, with his hands on his knees, trying to breathe. Amera closed in from behind him, ready for one final slash. Then, Archer looked up at Francis who was right in front of him, smiled, and reached for his right boot. Without her noticing, Archer pulled out a small but sharp dagger from the boot. And as she grew closer, she said, "It seems I've beaten you twice old man! Give up to me, and I'll spare you the torture and pain by ending your decayed piece of skin!"
However, Archer then whirled around, then without taking one look at her, he threw the dagger dead into her right shoulder. Blood gushed out of her body, and she screamed in both pain and rage at Archer. Amera fell to her knees and put her hand to her hurt shoulder. The bleeding wasn't stopping, and when she forced the dagger out of her, more blood came with it. All she could do was breathe, she had to keep breathing. Then she looked up from her right shoulder into the eyes of Jack; that was her mistake, all she could to was stare at him, and all Jack could do was just stare back. Then suddenly, Amera felt a terrible burn in her heart, it felt horribly hot. She looked up at Archer in shock, he had just stabbed her through the heart. Then, smiling like the pirate that he was, he slowly drew the sword out of her aching body.
"NOO!" Jack ran to Amera's side as she fell to the cold damp ground. He touched her wound and blood covered his hand. Trying hard to keep breathing, Amera looked up into Jack's eyes and hoarsely said, "Jack- I'm sorry-" "No, don't be sorry! You did nothing wrong! Please, please don't do this, don't go! I don't want to be here alone!" Amera lifted her hand to his face with her bloody hand with all her strength, "You will never be alone. I love you." And there, in front of all those pirates, who had heard about the great adventures of the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow, and all of his killings and deceptions and usage of women, he said, "I love you, Amera." And slowly, her blue eyes faded, they turned grey right before Jack's very eyes.
All he could do was cry, Amera was gone. He looked over at her left hand which grasped her sword. He looked at it, then, without thinking, he grabbed it and stood up, turning to face Archer. But the Captain laughed at Jack, not caring about his pain and grief he carried. All he said was, "Fine! You want to join her? That's something I could do for you!" And without warning Jack ran towards Archer screaming, constantly crossing swords again and again. They were about at the same speed; until, out of the corner of Jack's eye, he saw the imbecile Torin, come out from the shadows. Archer then heard his men yell and scream, and turned to see that they were being ambushed by the very prisoners they had captured. He saw them fight, and he saw that there were more of the prisoners than there were of his own crew. He screamed in fury and turned back to fight Jack. However, Jack wasn't there. He looked around everywhere, until, he heard a whistle. Archer turned to the boulder in the corner and saw Jack sitting on top of it. He smiled and said, "I have a present for you Captain!" Then, from behind his back, Jack pulled out a hand grenade ready to blow. He threw it as hard as he could; Archer screamed, but it was his very last time. For the bomb blew not but a foot from his face. Jumping down behind the boulder, Jack wrapped Amera's body in her coat, keeping her out of sight of anyone who might touch her. Then, he laid her sword next to her, pulled out his own, and went to search for whom he felt was responsible for her death.
It had only been ten minutes since Torin made the ambush, and he could already tell his crew was much stronger than Scarborough's, and that they had more of a reason to fight for. He thought that his crew was killing them all, but, he was wrong. Torin finished a fight with a pirate by snapping his neck, then turned to see an escaping pirate with an bag of gold, running out of the cave.
Torin signaled Gibbs and said, "Their trying to escape! Don't let anyone else out of this cave!" As he ran off after the escaping pirate. Then, as Torin ran, a gunshot fired at his shoulder, only scraping him a little, but still he bled. He stopped and put his hand to the wound as he looked up at the short pirate laughing, with a pistol in his hand. Then the escaper said, "Don't you move, or I'll blow you 'ead off!" So Torin didn't move, and stood there dumbfounded. Then, the pirate took a golden vase out of his bag. He laughed giddily and kissed the gold. Looking back at Torin, he aimed his gun again to shoot, but he suddenly stopped. The pirate looked as though he was going to be sick; he looked at his hands and saw that they were burning like he had touched acid. His mouth and hands became profusely hot and the man slowly began to melt. Disgusted and baffled, Torin ran back to the fight to see if the same thing was happening there.
And sure enough, other crewmates of Scarborough's were beginning to burn and melt; they had tried to steal the all powerful gold also. So, Torin's crew stayed away from the treasure, they sure as hell didn't want that to happen to them. And then, with one final kill from Gibbs, the men had finally ambushed and defeated Scarborough's pirates.
Fighting on one of the boulders, Jack clanged swords with Francis and screamed, "I knew you couldn' be trusted from the beginning mate, your just too...bald!" Francis swung his sword at Jack's head, but Jack ducked and tripped the tall man. Then, as he tried to get up, Jack kicked him in the head making blood spit out from his mouth. And without hesitation, Jack pierced Francis through the neck and said in his hoarse voice, "That was for Amera you son of a bloody bitch!" And choking until his last breath, Francis died.
Gibbs, Torin, Andrew, and everyone else watched as he kicked Francis's body out of his way and jumped down from the boulder. Jack then went behind the rock, and when he came out from it, the pirates gasped. It was Amera, bloody and cold, wrapped in her black coat. Jack slowly walked past Gibbs and whispered, "This is my last chance left before she's gone forever. I just hope it'll work."
Jack then jumped over the moat of the silvery potion and laid Amera on the freezing stone. He then put his hand in the air as Gibbs tossed him the dusty goblet that Archer had been revived with only minutes earlier. He then stood up, walked over to the water, bent down and filled the cup, and kneeled next to his beloved again. Jack was terrified; he had doubts about he recovery, what if it only worked on one person? What if Amera had already missed her chance? What if Jack had lost her forever? For real.
Then, taking a deep breath, and just wishing to see her eyes open one last time, Jack opened her mouth and let the potion go down, hoping she would get a second chance.
