'Ello loves! Chapter 10 is up!!! And I'm sorry I took so long with it! ( It's been really hard at school and this chapter has been the hardest to write!!! Thank you to Christine for writing mostly all of this chapter!!! I truly needed your help! (loves ya, babes muah) Ok, let the fun began!!!!

Disclaimer: I no own Barbrossa or Elizabeth

Elizabeth backed up slowly as Barbossa advanced on her with his sword drawn. "At least give me a fair fight." She was so frightened she didn't know what she was saying, her voice shaky as she spoke. She had no idea how to fight, but the firey glint in Barbrossa's eyes would have made her say anything.

Barbossa paused slightly at her words, remembering how he had spoke those words to Rachel in a similiar situation: "I'll give you a fair fight since I still love you as much as you hurt me." "Alright," he threw his weapon into her lap. "first blood." He took another sword off the wall and strode out of the cabin.

Nickolas put away his gun and withdrew his sword. "Aye, we duel." His eyes narrowed. Rachel's smug face didn't dim.

"First blood," she purred. She walked towards him as he stepped into the sunlight. They circled each other in the center of the deck. "If I win, I stay. But if I lose," she gulped. "then you may kill me any way you like."

"Aye then," he glared. "First blood."

Elizabeth stood and fiddled with the sword, swaggering under its weight. 'How in the hell am I supposed to do this? I can't believe I got myself into this bloody mess!' she thought as she walked onto the deck, the sword at her side.

She saw Barbossa standing there with sword in hand. The evil glint was still in his eyes as she moved towards him, pulling up the sword with both hands. Their blades crossed.

The crew had long since stopped what they were doing and were watching the interaction between their Captain and the girl. Ragetti whispered to Pintel, "Lover's spat perhaps?" Pintel chuckled softly.

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Rachel's footwork was quick. Unpredictable. One foot over the other. Leaping on and off the railings of the boat. Crossing her sword with his at only the tip. Sliding her weapon along his, tauntingly. Her eyes piercing his lungs, making him not able to breathe.

"Not bad for a lady." He stepped in close to her so that their faces were nearly touching.

"I told you." In one quick motion, she pushed him back and sliced his holster in two. "I'm not a lady."

Elizabeth clumsily swung the blade at Barbossa's arm. It barely skimmed him, but still sliced some of his shirt. She blinked then grinned at her success. He looked down at his slightly torn shirt and then back at her. Gave a weak smirk and then charged at her. Elizabeth's eyes went wide by his reaction. Running back up towards the helm, Barbossa was right behind her. He swung at her, nearly hitting her, but she dodged his blow.

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Barbossa's holster fell to the ground. He looked back at her with a sneer. "Not a lady, eh? Then you will die like a man!" The rage had overcame him now. Not only had she betrayed by sleeping with Jack, but now was humiliating him in front of the whole crew and his Captain. Though he could care less about Jack, he had something in mind to do to him later. He charged after Rachel. Anything he had felt for her before was fading. Blinded by sheer hatred. Their swords clanged loudly. He began fighting like a mad man now. Jack sensed his first mate losing grip on reality. But he could not intervene in this fight, all he could do was watch.

On the outside Rachel showed no fear, but seeing this newfound hatred in his eyes terrified her inwardly. There was no going back now. They continued to battle each other, Barbossa getting more and more wild by the minute. Every intense emotion he felt since discovering what took place between her and Jack he put into his sword play.

He sliced his sword across her belly, tearing up her slip even more. She doubled over from the pain. Refusing to back down she held her tummy with one hand and continued with the other hand. Again he sliced into her shoulder. She fell to her knees from the pain. Blood oozed from her tummy as well as her shoulder. Barbossa stood still, no remorse in his eyes as he looked down at her. "You've drawn first blood, you must do to me as you wish."

He continued to stand very still, breathing hard, slowly realizing what he had done. "I ca...I can't." Was all he could muster out.

She sneered at him through her pain. "Don't you dare be some coward now! I know you want to run me through! You're so angry with me you can't see straight! I slept with Jack, but I don't regret it. I enjoyed every minute of it! Do you hear me, every minute of it!" Jack was willing her to shut up, but it was too late.

The anger overcame Barbossa again. In a swift movement he lunged at her, plunging his sword through her.

Her eyes went wide and she gasped for air. Only getting out one thing, "Nickolas..." She fell backward on the deck, lying in a puddle of blood.

Barbossa stood very still, his eyes beginning to glaze over with fresh tears. He refused to let them fall, not in front of the crew and damn sure not in front of Jack. No one dared to approach him, if they wanted to live that is. Dropping his sword he stormed off to his cabin, never once looking back. Jack would be his next target, he would be pay dearly for making him kill his beloved Rachel. They were sailing for the Isla De Muerta, Jack knew of a treasure buried there. An evil idea began hatching in Barbossa's mind. "Oh, yes indeed Jack! You will pay for this!"

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Elizabeth continued backing away as Barbossa moved closer to her. She turned her back to run; just as she did he sliced into her shoulder. She fell to the ground, blood slowly oozing out. It wasn't a deep cut, but enough to cause pain. She looked back at him as he stood above her, sword still pointed at her. "Are you happy now? You drew first blood! You want to blame me for what my ancestor did then fine, kill me, but I never did anything wrong! That was the past!"

He didn't move, just stared at her. Remembering this same position with Rachel. Hearing her words was snapping him back to reality; he knew she was right. Elizabeth hadn't done anything to betray him, not like what Rachel did. He was mad at her ancestor, not Elizabeth. He dropped his sword and went to kneel beside her, looking at the cut on her shoulder. Just as he went to touch her, she flinched. "You've done enough! Please, just leave me alone." She scooted away from him, trying to stand up on her own.

He could only watch as she stood up and walked back to the cabin. Damn his memories of Rachel! He let them take over, that anger he felt that day. He was so close to making the same mistake twice tonight. Noticing all eyes on him from his crew, he spun around on them with fire in his eyes. "What ya'll looking at?! Back to work!" The crew quickly scrambled about, not wanting to deal with the wrath of their Captain. With a heavy sigh he walked slowly back to his cabin.

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Crimson spewed from the wound as tears spurted Jack's eyes. He quickly wiped them away and stared at the beautiful girl. Her big brown eyes now were rolled into the back of her head; the pure white with red veins was glossed over with death. "Ra-Rachel," he spluttered. "I'm sorry. I never meant for it to this far." He walked to her and knelt down. Gently, he ran his hands through her golden locks, and touched the baby soft skin of her face. When he reached her eyes, he bent his head and kissed the eyelids over them. "I...I killed you. This is...is my fault." He got up slowly and looked around. It was just him and Rachel. Everyone else had gone. Not trusting it, he turned around. "You there!" he called to Ragetti, who was trying to sneak off. "Help me, will you?"

"Of-of course," he just managed, running toward the captain, who had Rachel's wrists already in his hands. Ragetti picked her up at the ankles.

The two heaved her to the side of the boat and tossed her over the railing. Ragetti ran away as quickly ass the splash was heard. Jack gazed into the blue-green of the water. "There," he whispered, a single tear traveling down the side of his nose. "You finally got to jump."

Well if this made any sence whatsoever (and if it didn't) blame my friend please! (i love you, Christine) Anyway, two more chapters to go and i'm finally done! i'm sorry to keep any of ya waiting!!