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Hey guys, sorry it took me so long to update. I had severe writers block. This chapter was supposed to be way more exciting, but I have to save it for next chapter. Tell me what you think. Thanks to all those that reviewed.
Chapter 6: The Plot Thickens
The Patriot had been on the sea for nearly two hours before it caught up with The Pearl. Jack was the first one to spot it. Jacklyn was the second.
"Ready the guns!" She called, moving towards the wheel.
"The guns!" Jack cried out in shock. "No, no, no! That's my ship!!" His eyes bugged out and he ran towards Thomas. "You can't let 'er do it mate!" Jack shook Thomas roughly.
"He has no say in the matter," Jacklyn said Haughtily.
"What?" Jack exclaimed. "You can't let her talk to ya on your ship like that mate," Jack whispered conspiratorially.
"Actually, it's not my ship," Thomas mumbled abashedly. "She's the real captain, but a ship wouldn't surrender to a woman. That's why I act as captain during take-overs."
"Oh," Jack said with a rather confused expression on his face. "Then, don't shoot my ship." Jack turned to Jacklyn, begging her. "Rather, let's wait for the opportune moment." Jack's eyes held a devilish glint as he moved toward Jacklyn.
"I like the way you think," Jacklyn said, understanding Jack's idea before anyone else. "Run out the sweeps, prepare to attack. No cannons."
"Do you have any idea what they're thinking of?" Will asked, coming up behind Thomas.
"Not a clue. You heard the captain. Prepare for boarding!" Thomas climbed down to the sailors and began to whip them into shape. Jack and Jacklyn began their planning for the attack. The sailors were told, no matter what, to stay out of the way.
The Patriot finally caught up with The Pearl at the Port in New Orleans. Jacklyn instructed the crew to stay on the boat, as she, Jack, Thomas, and Will set off after the captain and his crew. They ended up in a bar two minutes from where the ship was docked.
"Wait out here," Jack ordered to Will, Jacklyn and Thomas. "I'll handle this."
"Alright," Jacklyn said, resolved evident on her face. "But I swear on my mother's head, if you betray me, I'll tar and feather you."
"I've come to make a deal," Jack offered as he sat down across from the captain who had stolen his ship, Black-Eye Maloy.
"A deal ye say?" Maloy asked, interested. "What have you got to offer me?" A crocodile grin spread slowly across his face, and he eased back in his chair. "Boys," he snapped his fingers, "leave us."
"I can give you the captain of The Patriot, along with his fiancé," Jack took a moment to revel in the shock on the man's face. "All I ask is my crew, Elizabeth, and Bootstrap. Take it or leave it." Jack returned to his characteristic laid back façade.
"You have a deal. My ship, Dark Horse, is moored on the other side of the island. I'll escort you and the prisoners, and we'll make the exchange." Maloy beckoned his men to his side. "Toadie, find some others and bring the prisoners from the Pearl to the ship. Safin and I will escort Mr. Sparrow and his mates to our ship." Once Jack was out of range he added, "Once we're out at the ship, organize an attack on The Patriot."