"Well," Jack said finally, surveying the disheartened duo. "It's not impossible. You forget mates, I'm Cap'nJackSparrow!"

"Then what do you propose we do Jack?" Will asked miserably

"Why don't you go find some big driftwood Will, Port Roi can't be too far from here, we'll make a raft."

Will nodded and hurried off. Tori made to go with him, but Jack grabbed her arm.

"Not you love, we've got some things to discuss, savvy?"

Apprehensively, Tori allowed herself to be dragged off a ways into the island. Jack took her left arm and jerked her sleeve up.

"Wrong arm, Mr. Sparrow." She informed him, a little relieved. "Besides, I couldn't afford a run-in with the Trading Company.

"You keep a strict adherence to the code don't you lass?"

"Aye, when it applies." She replied, then suspiciously... "Why?"

Jack didn't answer right away, and instead he toyed with the bit of fabric wrapped about her wrist.

"Does dear William know you cut up his scarf?"

Tori suddenly froze and wrenched her arm back, yanking her sleeve back into place.

"You forgot to mention you were bound to him I take it? He saved your life and you've yet to save his accordingly? He's not that kind of lad who always…. takes that opportune moment you know."

"Oh and that I'll believe coming from you." She retorted turning away from him.

Jack took her shoulders and spoke into her wind-blown hair.

"You know him better than that love. Now what are you doing here and where did you get that prized trinket?"

She spun around. "D'you really want to know?" she challenged him.

"I'd love to hear the story of the mighty Captain Diablo."

"It's not story-time Jack."

He glanced around casually. "It's not exactly like we're in a hurry." He replied, making it clear she really didn't have a choice.

Tori sighed "It rather simple really. My father, Sir Evingtar, designed ships for the British Navy, and was commissioned by other groups- merchants, privateers, pirates, the maritime type."

"Aye,"

"Well as a child I was his assistant on several projects, and the commissioners brought me presents from all over the world."

"But the star, love. Where did the star come from?"

"Weren't you listening?" She asked agitatedly, "It was a present from some privateers. It was worthless to them, so they gave it to me. The only reason I know what it is, is that every time a pirate saw it, they got excited. A few months before we, er, left, an old pirate told me the whole story of the Aztec temple guardians."

"What's its connection with the gold I wonder." Jack mused aloud.

"The protectors of the guardians, those red snakes, were believed to be the sacred animals of the Aztec gods. I suppose some overzealous priest rubbed the venom on the knife and it never lost it's potency."

Jack shook his head. "No good. Each pirate had to give his own blood in the sacrifice. Why didn't it affect them?"

"They were already dead?" Tori suggested

Jack shook his head. "No good. Each pirate had to give his own blood. Why didn't it affect them?"

"They were already dead?" Tori suggested

"The venom would have come off, or if it didn't, it would have been in Will as well."

"Anger not the Aztec gods, their fury arises within. The Aztec gods deceive you not, so you deceive not them."

"And what's that supposed to mean?" Jack demanded

Tori shrugged. "The old pirate recited it to me. There was more," She furrowed her brow in thought. "Something about found won or given, The star… I can't remember."

"Remember what?" A familiar voice asked

Jack and Tori jumped as Will came up to them.

"I wondered where you were. What are you doing?"

"Well,"

"Lady Tori here's a master shipbuilder. She's going to design us a raft to get the hell off'n this island!" Jack grinned, clapping her roughly on the back. Tori fell forwards and attempted a smile before she shot a look of daggers at Jack.

"There's a pile of driftwood where we landed," Will went on, slightly cautiously eying the divided pair.

"Wonderful William, now alls we need is…"

"…For you to fetch us some vines." Tori interrupted pleasantly. At Jack's disbelieving stare she smiled innocently. "We need something to tie the logs together with. Find some sturdy vines, or rope if you have some with you."

"Or the hair from your back." Will added naively.

"Come on Will, let's lay out the raft." Tori placed her hand on his elbow. They walked back towards the beach, and Jack stared after them.

"Fetch us some vines, or the hair from your back," He mimicked, stalking off. "Bloody woman." He muttered, heading off into some likely-looking trees.