Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean.

A/N (it's a long one): Relax, I said before I was planning to send this in as an idea for the sequel which went down the toilet due to the fact I have no way of communicating with Ted and Terry (a minor technicality). Now, what kind of a movie kills off the main character, huh? I'm getting really excited cos I've read a summary for the POTC sequel! This is just what I've read on a movie site that's never let me down so far. Yes, Jack's back! Yes, Ragetti and Pintel are back! Yes, Will's back! I have reasons to go see it when it comes out. (2006, are you mad!) Boo, Norrington's back! I have a reason not to go see it! Boo, Will and Elizabeth are getting married! (Teenage hearts start breaking) I know we saw it coming but it still doesn't make it right. (Starts crying at thought of Will not being single) Plus can't wait for Kingdom of Heaven, Orli plays yet another blacksmith but he's got the lead role which means more screen time with which to drool over him. Ok, I'm done being random. Please review me. I haven't got any complaints so far.

Chapter 11

Curses

Danny grinned to himself as he walked away from the dying girl. That'll teach her to mess with him. He was still grinning when he looked up at Wyatt. He could see horror in the boy's face. "What's the matter with you?" asked Danny. Wyatt just stared in horror at the altar. Danny spun around and looked. Annie was standing up! She stood up straight and flicked her hair over her shoulder. She looked at the dagger in her heart. She looked confused as if she couldn't remember how it had got there. The two boys before her were gaping at her, their mouths hanging open. Annie straightened her hat before looking at Danny. "Couldn't pull that out, could you, mate?" she said. The boys stared at her.

"Alright then," she said and she pulled the dagger out. There was blood on it but Annie wiped it off onto her coat as if it were perfectly normal to return from the dead. "How did you do that?" asked Danny. Annie grinned her one-sided grin. She looked up. A patch of moonlight was coming through a hole in the temple. She stepped into the light. Her skin and flesh disappeared and her clothes rotted, revealing Annie's secret weapon. She pulled out a gold medallion from her shirt. "You're not the only one who knows about that curse," she said. Danny reached for his sword and pulled it out. "What you going to do with that?" asked Annie, "Kill me? Good luck."

"Wretch!" yelled Danny and he swung at Annie. It impaled itself where her stomach used to be. Annie's skeletal hand took hold of Danny's wrist. She pulled herself along the sword, right up to the hilt. She looked Danny square in the eye. Even in her skeletal form she had a fire in her eyes. She let out a mighty yell that echoed into the night that surrounded them.

As they ran through the forest, the others heard the yell. Jack stopped for a moment. "Annie," he said, "Annie!" He tried to run back but Curt stopped him.

"No Jack," he said, "She has given us time we need. Don't make it be in vain!" Jack turned and carried on. A faint squeal was heard and the long grass rustled. "Not these guys again," said Smut. The group now had no choice but to run.

"Everyone as fast as you can," yelled Jack. Everyone started running. Emma had begun to cry in terror. Curt tripped and fell. Jack dropped down and found him. "Come on, Dad," he said.

"Why do you care if I live or die?" snarled Curt.

"Because no matter what, you're my father," said Jack, "Nothing will ever change the fact that you raised me after mum died." He held out his hand. Curt took it. Jack pulled Curt to his feet and they ran with the rest of the group.

Back at the temple, Danny had pulled his sword out of Annie. They were circling each other like a pair of dogs. Annie had drawn her own sword. Wyatt could have sworn both of them had got bigger, trying to intimidate the other. Danny made the first move. He yelled and charged at Annie. She met his blow and countered it by pushing him back. Danny immediately launched himself again at her, pushing her back towards the altar. He aimed a swipe at her. Annie jumped to avoid it and winced as she heard the sickening crunch of bone beneath her boots. Danny, being a superstitious pirate, looked on in horror. Annie swung her sword and deftly beheaded the remains of her father's mutinous first mate. Danny climbed up onto the altar and began to fight her again. Wyatt didn't know what to do except watch his captain and his friend fight. He knew there was only one outcome: Danny's death. Danny knew this too. He fought helplessly as Annie fought him against the wall. He blocked her lethal blow to the neck. "Don't just stand there, O'Connell!" he yelled, "Do something." A distant memory cropped up in the back of Wyatt's mind. Something his father had once told him, 'Better to be the right hand of the devil than in his path.' Well, there was no way Danny was going to survive this. Wyatt drew his sword. Danny smiled but his face faltered as Wyatt stood beside Annie. "You mutinous little bastard!" yelled Danny. Wyatt smiled.

"I should have mutinied the moment you suggested this," said Wyatt. Danny ducked and managed to evade their blades. He ran for the exit. A gunshot resounded in the temple and Danny fell to the ground as blood gushed from his wound. The pistol in Annie's hand was still smoking. "We have to move," she said. She took Wyatt's arm and half-dragged him out. "What's going on?" he asked the skeletal Annie who had hold of him.

"Haven't you heard the story?" she asked. Wyatt shook his head. Annie sighed and carried on walking towards the forest. "If the blood of a freshly-killed person touches the wall of the temple then it will blow up, got it?" she snapped. Wyatt gulped. Annie broke into a run and Wyatt followed.

"We have to go back!" shouted Jack as he stood on the deck of the Hunter.

"Jack, that's suicide," stated Gibbs.

"It's my little girl, Gibbs, how would you feel if it were your Rosie out there?" said Jack.

"It wouldn't be my Rosie," said Gibbs, feeling angry with Jack for bringing up Gibbs' dead daughter, "Because she was never a pirate and she's dead, no thanks to you!"

"Gibbs, I didn't mean for her to be killed, how was I supposed to know that those tribesmen would kill her?" said Jack.

"I am the commanding officer for this vessel," piped up Norrington, "And I say we leave Annie where she is."

"You have no idea do you?" hissed Jack, "You have no idea how it feels when your only child is out there, and could very well die!" A soft cough came from Smut.

"Oh, shut up, boy!" shouted Jack, "You would dance on my grave." An expression crossed Smut's face that clearly said 'fair point'. He would have.

Annie and Wyatt were still running. They ran down the beaten path, on either side they could hear the pygmies running past them. "Err, Annie, why aren't they…" started Wyatt. "Because, Wyatt, they know what's gonna happen!" yelled Annie.

Back at the temple, the blood of Danny was getting closer and closer to the wall. It trickled along the patterns on the floor.

Annie ran quickly round a corner and past a tree. Wyatt followed but he caught his foot on a tree root and fell to the ground with a crash. Annie wheeled around and went back to him. Wyatt sat up and rubbed his ankle. It was so painful. He pulled his boot off to look. Blood was running down his foot and the bone was sticking out of his skin. It was broken. "Go Annie," he said, "Go!"

"I'm not leaving you," she said.

"If you help me, we'll never make it," he said.

"I'm staying right here," said Annie, placing one hand on his neck. Wyatt looked quickly back in the direction of the temple then faced Annie. "Annie, there's some thing I've been meaning to tell you for a while now," he said.

"Best say it quick," said Annie.

"I…i…I love you Annie," said Wyatt, "And when I say 'love you', I mean like this." He bent forward and placed a kiss on Annie's mouth.

Danny's blood trickled further and finally touched the side of the temple.

Everyone on the Hunter flinched as the fireball shot up into the air where the temple had stood.

Annie didn't take her eyes off Wyatt as the flames rolled towards them and consumed them both.

Jack ran towards the side of the ship facing the island. "No!" he yelled, "No! Annie!" The whole island was engulfed in flames, setting it off against the pink of the sunrise. "No," said Jack weakly, as his knees gave way beneath him. His little girl was gone. Gone forever.