INTO THE CARIBBEAN
CHAPTER ELEVEN – The Pearl vs. The Interceptor
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Will walked across the deck towards the hold where Elizabeth waited for him to return with Alex. Looking down the stairs, he sighed. What was he supposed to tell Elizabeth? That they just lost their best friend? That there was no knowledge if they would ever see her again? He shut his eyes; there would be no easier alternative to tell her.
Taking one last shaky breath, he began descending down the wooden steps.
Elizabeth looked up at him with the always cheerful smile he had badly missed, but it disappeared soon enough when she saw the despondent look upon his features.
"What's wrong, Will?" Elizabeth asked concernedly. She then noticed that Alex was not behind him. "Where's Alex?"
He didn't reply, instead stared intently into his clasped hands.
"Will, where is she?"
Finally, Will sadly looked over at her. "She's gone."
"Gone?" Elizabeth repeated confusedly. "What do you mean? Where is she?"
Looking away and placing his hand on the wooden frame of the ship, he finally answered, "She got left behind with Jack."
Elizabeth gasped and her jaw dropped in shock. "She got left behind? Will, how can you let that happen!"
"I didn't know!" Will answered frantically. "I told her to stay here, but she must not have listened. I didn't know…I didn't know." He whispered the last part to himself as he clenched his eyes shut in agony.
"Do you…do you think she's alright?" Elizabeth finally asked uneasily.
"She's always been able to take care of herself, remember? We shouldn't worry, she'll be fine." He forced a small smile to comfort her, to show her that he had no fear or worries, but inside he kept repeating that to himself. We shouldn't worry…we shouldn't worry…
But he was worrying. Alex was gone. She was alone with Jack, who Will had learned couldn't be trusted anymore. Not once had he been separated from her like this, and it was killing him. He felt emptier than ever before, and sure, he felt just like that when Elizabeth was kidnapped, but it was different this time. Even though he undeniably had feelings for Elizabeth, he felt close to Alex, too. She was his best friend – the greatest friend he could ever need.
He gave into the temptation he felt and looked towards the wooden chair that stood out at him from around the table which Elizabeth occupied. It was only yesterday when Alex sat in that exact spot there with him, laughing and talking with him. With a small, gloomy smile, he dwelled on the memory as he stared at the chair, unaware of Elizabeth's concerned gaze. Alex was gone now, and there was nothing he could do to save her.
"What happened to your hand?" Will finally asked in a low, deep voice when he noticed that Elizabeth was gingerly holding her hand protectively.
"Nothing, I just got a cut."
"Oh." He stared at her with concern, studied how the flickering flames of the candles lit up the curves of her face. God, she's beautiful…"Here, I'll get some bandages."
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The Black Pearl...the most infamous ship in the whole Caribbean, the vessel that was a haven to numerous bloodthirsty and cursed pirates, never looked so mysterious, so enchanting, so…beautiful. It truly lived up to its name. The entire ship consisted of different shades of black, though the main body was practically the same as a dark night sky itself. The perfectly crafted wood was dark; the tattered sails were of a shady charcoal color that proudly ruffled in the wind.
Alex could only stare at awe at the large ship that slowly emerged eerily from the fog like a ghost. Out of all the ships she had seen in her life, this one was by far the most captivating one of them all. No wonder Jack wanted this ship back so badly – it was truly breathtaking.
"Welcome to the Black Pearl, Miss Keller." Barbossa proudly announced from his place at the front of the boat. A few men cackled and grinned around her, but Alex just glared at them. Quickly glancing at Jack, who was in the same boat as her, she realized his emotionless expression had lingered, not giving a hint to what he was thinking. But he didn't even once look at her. Instead, he silently stared up at the Pearl.
Alex was nearly thrown onto the deck as they shoved her around like a rag doll, causing her to yell out nasty retorts and insults at the perpetrators. Her hands were still securely bound, so she was defenseless to do anything damaging to the pirates, but looking over at Jack she noticed that his arms weren't tied at all. In fact, he was freely waving them around in that usual manner of his while he talked to Barbossa, acting like old friends with him while he ignored the fact that Alex was being treated like dirt right before his eyes.
Barbossa gave a small snicker before turning to face Jack with a wry smile. "She seems to be a bit on the troublesome side, Jack."
"You have no idea, mate." Jack dramatically replied. "A thorn in my side ever since I saw her."
"What!" Alex shouted when she overheard them. She looked past the broad shoulders of Barbossa towards Jack, who for once was looking directly back at her, but in a way that she had never seen before. Amusedly uncaring.
"Wasn't much pleasant company, either. I mean, she's just been annoying and whining her ass off the entire time. Practically driving me insane." Jack gave her one last emotionless stare as she angrily glowered in return with hurt reflecting from her eyes at his betrayal. The man she thought could at least be her friend had not only deceived her with his true intentions, but was treating her like she was nothing more than a common whore that didn't suit his needs.
"You arrogant, mangy bastard! I can't – I cannot believe you!" Alex furiously yelled as she struggled against her restraints, but a dozen strong hands held her back.
"It seems the young missy isn't too fond of ye." Barbossa smirked as he observed her.
"I can say the feeling is fairly mutual, mate." Jack grinned at Alex, who just spat at his boots in disgust and anger.
"Go to hell!"
"Ladies first, luv."
Oh, hell no! He grinned madly, knowing full well that he had pressed a button. Alex struggled against her restrains once more in attempt to tackle him, but he just laughed.
"Well, Jack, we'll bring this conversation into my cabin." Barbossa stated, smugly stressing the word "my", as he nodded to one of his crewmembers. "Pintel, show the lass to the brig, if there's no further need for Jack to talk to her."
"No, no, not at all. I'd be extremely obliged if you make her less than comfortable down there."
"Aye, Capt'n." Pintel grinned after Jack's answer. He harshly grabbed her shoulder and shoved her down the stairs towards the brig, but not before Alex found Jack's eyes and gave him one last disbelieving look. Her throat was too choked up with anger to speak, but her betrayed chocolate brown eyes showed it all.
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"Let go of me, I can walk just fine by myself, thanks very much!" Alex snapped at Pintel.
"Careful, poppet, Capt'n Barbossa won' take kindly to yer behavior." Pintel snickered as he poked Alex's back with his pistol once again for full effect.
"Oh yeah? Do me a favor, and tell him that he can just shove it up his fat ass." Alex retorted. Because of the slip of her sharp tongue, which she knew she'd never learn to fully be able to hold at the opportune moments, she was rudely tossed into the damp cell. Landing with a thud and a groan escaping from her lips, she glared up at the pirate.
"Enjoy yer stay, poppet." He grinned with sarcastic charm, revealing two rows of rotting teeth, while locking her cell.
Alex quietly watched and waited as Pintel gave her last one amused sneer before turning and ascending up the stairs to the open deck. She stretched her neck to make sure that he wasn't coming back, and when she was positive he wouldn't return, she reached her hands down towards her boots and slipped out a small dagger.
Always be prepared, she thought with a sly smirk.
Blindly and with much difficulty, she positioned the pinky-sized blade behind the small of her back and began to cut through the rope. It was thick, but after several slow moments she eventually cut through the last few threads and broke free. Finally, she thought in relief. She threw the rope into the corner of her moist cell and sat in the opposite corner with her arms hugging her knees, where the black hull of the wooden ship touched the matching cold steel bars.
Alex tilted her head back and closed her eyes, sighing deeply. What she wouldn't do for a very strong bottle of rum right now.
Well, for one thing, she would have never imagined being in this tight spot she had somehow managed to fall into. She always wanted to be on a pirate ship ever since she could remember, but not this way. Not alone as a captive on a cursed pirate ship while the one person who meant the entire world was going home with the love of his life and the other who she counted as a friend was somewhere not giving a second thought about her.
She remembered all of the people back in Port Royal who always called her lucky for never failing to find a way out of trouble and for having such a care-free life. Yeah, lucky indeed. They would laugh until tears stung their eyes if they could only see her now.
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"Is this truly necessary, um…Bo'sun, was it?"
"Shut up!"
"Right, my apologies."
No doubt Alex recognized the latter voice, but she paid no heed nor acted upon it. Instead, she expertly hid the small dagger into the sleeve of her shirt just as Bo'sun led Jack down the stairwell and roughly over to his cell.
She heard the cell opposite of hers open, the grunt of Bo'sun pushing Jack into the cage, and the harsh slam of steel against steel as Jack's boots sloshed in the water.
"Apparently there's a leak." Alex heard Jack call after Bo'sun. Slipping the dagger back out she began to carelessly examine the polished blade. She could feel Jack's gaze watching her, but made no acknowledgement to his presence.
"Hello," Jack finally greeted with a grin, revealing several gold teeth, but it slowly faded when Alex didn't respond or even look his way. "Um…luv?"
"Don't call me that." Alex harshly snapped. Jack opened his mouth to say something in response, but decided against it. He then took a step towards the confining bars and gave another try with a small grin.
"Happy to see ol' Jack again?"
"Actually, no. I'm not."
"Oh," Jack replied, a bit taken back by her blunt reply. He quietly sighed and ran his hands down his face and braided beard before bending on his knees and grasping the steel bar with his hand for support. "Lu…Alex, what's wrong?"
"Oh, nothing's wrong." Alex responded, then without warning, plunged the tip of the blade she held into the area of wood between her boots. Jack's eyes widened and he breathed in sharply, like the stab was hurting him instead. "Unless you count the fact that I trusted you as a friend and in return you insult and mock me like that meant nothing, and not to mention betray my trust." She stabbed the wood again to emphasize her comment. "Then yeah, something is wrong."
"I meant nothing by it!" Jack franticly exclaimed as he watched her hack at the wood of his ship. "He would have killed you if he found out you and I were on friendly terms. I had to do it. Stop with the pointy knife on my ship!"
Ignoring his plea, she gave the floorboard another harsh stab. "So you treat me like the scum under your boot? Oh, and let's not forget what you said back on Muerta…how I'm just another easy lay for you to conquer?"
"It kept you alive, if you haven't noticed you're still breathing."
"But he'll kill me sooner or later once he gets rid of the bloody curse and when every one of his bloody men becomes bloody tired of me!"
"Well, you wouldn't be in that position if you had just obeyed my order and stayed on the bloody ship!"
"So I could just let you go prancing off to tell Barbossa about Will's little family secret?" For the first time, she looked over at Jack with a mirthless smile. "His life in exchange for this ship is what you're bargaining for, I'm guessing. Am I right, Jack? Am I?" She laughed, "'Cause you know, I think I would feel so much better if I actually heard it from you."
They maintained a silent glare at each other, but instead of looking into a pair of guilty or equally angry brown eyes like Alex expected she stared back at a concerned, almost amused face.
"Is that what this is all about?" Jack softly asked. "You think I'm going to give up William?"
"It damn well looks that way."
Jack shook his head and whispered loud enough for only her to hear, even though there were no other people down there in their presence. "Never, luv."
Alex observed him suspiciously. "How am I supposed believe you?"
"Have I ever given you a reason not to trust me?"
His question was unexpected, and Alex was the first to break their gaze, though she didn't know why. Perhaps it was to hide her guilt and shame. He was right; he had never given her a reason not to trust him. He never forced himself upon her, and he had been with her during what was probably the roughest time for her, and he was still with her now on top of all his own troubles.
"No." Alex quietly admitted.
"Exactly." Jack smiled. "So, it's all settled then?"
"Yeah…but that 'ladies first' comment was entirely unnecessary and you know it!"
"Well," Jack smirked, "I enjoyed it." When he caught her glare, he cleared his throat loudly. "So, eh, no hard feelings?"
"No hard feelings." Alex agreed.
"Good, now would you do us a favor and stop hurting my ship?" He exasperatedly asked in almost a pleading tone as he eyed the dagger that still lingered in her hand.
"Oh, sorry." Alex said cheekily, quickly placing the dagger securely down her boot before safely patting it.
"My thanks." Jack said in relief, and then suddenly chuckled. "Well, I must admit, you certainly surprised me when you ran into me back at Isla de Muerta. Sneaky devil."
"Well, what can I say? I couldn't have let you have all the fun without me. But you made it too easy for me though…you could have at least tied me down to add some flavor to the challenge." Alex widened her eyes, instantaneously knowing she shouldn't have said that. Expecting the consequences, she implored, "Oh no, don't say it, please don't say it–"
"Oh, I add more than just flavor to the challenge, luv…" He smugly smiled as his eyebrows suggestively shifted. Alex groaned. "Didn't know you had such a kinky side. Sneaky devil, indeed, aye, luv?" He winked.
"Good Lord, save me." Alex begged with her head tilted back as she spoke to the ceiling. "I promise, I'll be a good girl from now on."
"Don't listen to her, mate, she sounds like a pretty bad one to me." Jack grinned.
Alex laughed in defeat and then rolled her eyes. "Wouldn't you like to know?"
"Aye, I would." Jack amusedly replied with a wide grin. The good Lord must have heard her plea, because with one last suggestive wink Jack turned his back on her and knelt down before the wood and placed his face flat against it.
"What are you doing now?" Alex exasperatedly asked.
"There are barrels and crates floating in the water…" She couldn't see it, but Jack's eyes went wide. "They better not have thrown the rum overboard!"
"Who's 'they'?"
"Turner, Gibbs, whoever else is on the Interceptor." Jack replied in exasperation as he intently tried to look through the small hole in the wood.
"We're chasing the Interceptor?" Alex asked in excited curiosity. She would see Will again after all!
"Aye, we are, but I doubt it'll be a friendly meeting."
"Oh." She watched him in curiosity when he suddenly began to look around the hold with narrowed eyes, his head slightly tilted. "…what is it?" Alex hesitantly asked.
"They've run out the sweeps." Jack solemnly replied.
Alex looked in amazement at the pirate in the opposite cell. All she heard were the creaks and loud groans of this massive ship, but he had heard the slightest adjustment they had made. Only a captain like him would know the sounds of his obsession. His life.
"I take it that isn't a good thing?"
"Depends on how you look at it, luv." Jack quietly replied.
Well, she thought, if it wasn't going to be biscuits and tea when they caught up to the Interceptor, which would now be quicker than expected, then it wouldn't help if she and Jack were locked down here. But how were they supposed to get out of here?
"How are we supposed to get out of these cells, Jack?" She voiced her thought.
"I'll get us out." Jack simply answered with confidence.
"Ha, how?"
"I'll figure out something, just you wait and see."
Alex rolled her eyes. She didn't want to wait, and thankfully was struck with an idea. She wasn't good at lock picking, though she had all the time in the world back in Port Royal, but maybe luck would be on her side this time.
She slipped the dagger back out from her boot and rushed over to the cell door before sticking the tip of her blade into the lock and began to intently work at it.
Jack turned around in bewilderment at the new sound and watched her. "What the bloody hell do you think you're doing?"
"What does it look like I'm doing?" Alex replied distractedly. "I'm trying to get us out of here."
"But you're damaging the lock!"
"I don't care." Alex retorted.
"I do! Stop it!"
"Stop whining, Jack, I'm not going to break anything."
"Ha! Yes, you are! Women break everything!"
Alex looked up and glared at him. "I'm going to forget you said that and prove you wrong, savvy? But if I wasn't locked up over here, I'd break your nose for somehow remembering that you said that and—"
The ship suddenly lurched to the side, throwing Alex and Jack against their cells. Her dagger slipped from her hand and slid away as they both grasped the steel bars for support. Alex looked over at Jack in bewilderment.
"What the bloody hell!" Alex yelled. "What was that?"
"No idea, luv." Jack answered, then quickly knelt by the small hole in the wood and watched as the Interceptor came into view.
"Well, what do you see?" Alex anxiously asked.
"Duck."
"What?"
"Duck!"
"You see ducks?"
"Stop asking bloody questions, woman, and get down!" Jack ordered as he lunged towards the side of his cell. Alex's eyes went wide when she heard the familiar blasts of cannon fire, and quickly followed Jack's example just in time as one cannon blasted through the wood.
Slowly opening her eyes and shakily sitting up, she glanced over at Jack and at the large hole where Jack's head was just moments before. "Wow," was all that came out.
"Stop blowing holes in my ship!" Jack suddenly yelled, waving his hands in frustration. He then noticed a small flask floating nearby and greedily grabbed it. Alex watched as he lifted it towards his lips and then shook it in disappointment. "It's bloody empty!"
"Um, Jack?" Alex started, noticing something different in his cell.
"And this looks like Gibb's! Honestly, that man disappoints me sometimes."
"Jack!"
"What now, woman!" He looked over at her with an irked expression. He then followed her gaze and where her finger was intently pointing, and his eyes rested upon his cell door. His smile grew as he abruptly stood and slowly pushed on the door, which swung open to his immense pleasure. The cannonball had broke the lock. "Well, that was easy." Alex just rolled her eyes. "Told you I'd get us out, darling." Jack smugly said with a charming grin.
"Oh, shut up, and grab those keys over there and get me outta here."
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The sounds of gunshots and clashes of swords were heard from all around and the air smelled strongly of smoke and gunpowder. The mast from the Interceptor had somehow broke and now formed a bridge between the two ships, and as the men from Barbossa's crew were already beginning to board, and the men on the Interceptor were doing their best to keep them at bay. Among this entire battle of pirates, it was surprising to Alex that nobody noticed her and Jack as they emerged from below.
"Jack, I don't have a sword!" Alex suddenly exclaimed. With an exaggerated half-rolled his eyes, Jack turned to the nearest pirate and kicked him over, grabbing the cutlass from his hand before the man fell with a loud 'oof!'
"Here, take this then." He said as he handed it to her. Alex mischievously smiled while she swiped the cutlass around in the air and was surprised when Jack suddenly took off from her side. "Hey!" She yelled as she ran after him.
He jumped onto the rail, using the rigging next to him as support, and looked out towards the Interceptor as Alex stood beside him. She searched the opposing deck for any signs of Will or Elizabeth, but found none.
Her search was cut short when Jack suddenly pulled her aside, saving her from being knocked over by a pirate who had unsuccessfully swung right past them and onto the deck of the Black Pearl. Jack grabbed the rope and looked with a furrowed brow back at the pirate. "Thanks very much." He shoved the rope into Alex's hand. "Go on, I'll meet you on the other side."
Before she had any time to object or say anything at all, Jack gave her a shove, boldly placing his hand on her rear with a push. She would have harshly scolded him and knocked the pleased grin right off his amused face if it weren't for the fact that she was now air-born, swinging across a deep body of water and miraculously dodging bullets. The rope was now in a death grip beneath white knuckles that didn't dare let go.
"JAAAaaack!" She managed to scream the entire way until she felt a firm surface underneath her boots. Letting go of the rope, she clutched her chest and breathed in wide-eyed relief, not noticing the shocked Gibbs standing at her side with sword now idly in hand. Jack made his triumphant entrance just a moment later, joining her at her side.
"Well," Jack started as he suddenly punched a man square in the jaw before continuing, "I never knew I had such an effect on you, Keller, to make you scream my name like that just by touching you." He grinned amusedly down at her. "I must say I enjoyed it."
"Bugger off, you little–"
"Jack! Alex!" Gibbs finally managed to yell out in choked surprise. Drawing Jack's full attention, he pulled the empty flask he found earlier and handed it to Gibbs. "Bloody empty!" He gave one last glance to Alex and quickly said, "See you in a bit, darling." And with that, he hastily disappeared, leaving Alex on her own.
"Where are you going? Ah, hell!" She cursed as she lifted her blade to block an incoming blow and used her free hand to punch the enemy pirate straight in the face. She didn't have long to gloat in her expertly-handled swipe, which would have looked dashing if one had time to watch, because right after that another pirate came her way.
Her next opponent fought skillfully, his thrusts strengthened with more years of experience than she had. He nearly sliced through her abdomen when he suddenly went flying over the side of the ship, a grinning Anamaria behind him.
"Thought you needed some help!" She grinned adventurously.
"Almost!" Alex laughed, punching another man in his face. "Where's Jack?"
Anamaria shrugged, and then darted off to fight the intruders. Alex almost followed, but suddenly her mind flashed back to one person – Will. She had not seen him, at least not yet. She had to find him…she had to let him know she was still alive.
She had to make sure he was still alive, too.
"Will!" Alex began to shout loudly, "Will! Where the hell are you?"
"Alex!" A voice yelled in a relieved reply, then repeated in an urgent tone, "Alex!"
"I'm coming!" Alex assured as she nimbly leaped over a fallen pirate and just barely ducked the swing of another's blade as she headed towards the hold…which was being held shut by the fallen mast. "Will!" She frantically shouted, dropping to her knees and peering through the bars.
"Alex!" Will said her name in relief as he stared up at her with sweat on his brow. "I thought I'd never see you again."
"Well, like Jack said, it's going to take a lot more than just that to get rid of me, you silly bloke." She laughed. "Gimmie a minute and I'll have you outta here in a jiffy." She said as she began using all of her strength to try to pull the thick piece of wood off. Will chuckled at how relaxed her attitude was despite the surrounding chaos that threatened her, but then turned somber again. He stuck his hand through the gated hatch and grabbed onto hers and squeezed tightly.
"I thought I lost you."
Touched at his heartfelt confession, Alex smiled and squeezed his hand back reassuringly. Somehow, his brown eyes seemed more enchanting than before…so deep and so beautiful. Something inside her found incentive to do the unthinkable, and suddenly she began doing what she never would have thought she'd do.
"Look, I know this seems to be an inappropriate time to do this…" She quickly glanced around at the battle around her. "…a very inappropriate time to do this, but it can't wait any longer." Looking back into his questioning eyes, Alex took one last, strong breath. "Will, I–"
"Will!" Elizabeth suddenly shouted as she fell to her knees beside Alex, interrupting her confession.
"Elizabeth!" Will yelled her name, and as he did, the moment between Alex and Will was forgotten…at least by him.
"Alex, thank Heavens you're okay," Elizabeth said as she quickly gave Alex a firm hug. "Help me move this. We haven't much time." Alex felt herself nod her head as she watched Will and how he frenetically gazed at Elizabeth, like it would be the last time he would see her…Will… "Alex, please!" Alex quickly snapped from her thoughts and back to her senses. She began her second attempt to push or pull the mast away so Will would be free, but it still wouldn't work, not even with Elizabeth's combined strength.
"I can't move it!" Elizabeth frantically stated as she clasped her hands around the bars of the hatch. Will gave a look of despair until two pairs of strong, grimy hands reached out and grabbed both of the young women, tearing them away from their friend. "Will!"
"Elizabeth! Alex!"
"Get your bloody hands off of me, you damn bastards! Will! Will!" Alex screamed as she thrashed against the hands that held her. She suddenly felt the wooden edge of the ship dig into her back as Mr. Cotton's parrot repeatedly cried from above her, "Abandon ship, abandon ship!" Numerous cutlasses and pistols aimed at the captured crew, but Alex ignored them and tried to look through the smallest opening of pirates to see Will, but there was no use.
"Gents, our hope is restored!" Barbossa yelled with an accomplished gleam in his yellow eyes, and as she heard that Alex suddenly felt her stomach twist. Over her shoulder, she saw Jack lying on his stomach and straddling the fallen mast, looking up with a weak grin at Barbossa. Great, Jack, what did you do this time…
The sudden movement of two pirates emerging from below with mischievous grins caught her attention. When she saw them laughing amongst each other, she not only felt the twist in her stomach or tear in her heart, but she felt that something dreadfully terrible was about to happen.
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A/N: Well, here's another chapter for you all! I hope you guys enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. Our AC just broke, and we only have two fans, so I am dying in this heat. I love you summer, but winter sounds so refreshing right now.
Thanks to my awesome reviewers, VagrantCandy (Well, thanks again for catching that. And yes, they had that talk, haha. Thanks for reviewing!) Starpossum (Haha, that's cool, so this is kind of like a self-insert for you, huh? Yes, a sequel would be great, but I'm still thinking of a plot for it. Hmm...) doctress (Haha, I know, I love that part! He's stumbling over his own words, and his expression is so funny and cute. Thank you! When are you going to update your story? I can't wait for the next chapter!) SilverWolfSingsToTheMoon (Haha, yeah, she kicked some pirate ass in this chapter as well and almost got stabbed, eeek...haha, well if one thing is for sure, it's that Jack didn't have an easy time with Alex in the brig, haha) Sirael (Noo, keep your hair and take this chapter instead! Thank you!) Aradia-rising (Thanks very much!) Sentinel Sparrow (Well, Jack would seem to insult any ship that isn't his Pearl, or at least that's what it's like to me. But, the Interceptor is an enemy ship, since it's part of the Navy fleet...I guess, haha. Thanks for reading!) Redneck626 Arya4 Layla Sparrow (Haha, yeah, I think most people can connect with Alex on that level. Thanks!) Sparrows Rum (Thanks, I was worried I wasn't keeping any of the POTC characters in character. I'm happy to see that I'm doing it right!) American Drama (I think you mean Alex, hehe. Yeah, she got left behind, but she didn't let that stop her! Thanks for reading)
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