A/N: yet another chappie again...im supposed to be doing homework, and my mom is watching uktv history.....so that means you should review....and I dun't own nufin but the five girls.....REVIEW

Chapter 8

Port Royal- If you happened to be sitting on or by the docks on this lovely, sunny day, you might have been able to see the beginning of a rare event take place. You might have seen the young blacksmith apprentice, the pirate Captain Jack Sparrow that Norrington's men had captured the day before, and three young girls splashing into the water to hide under a bridge. But to tell you the truth, nobody was just sitting on the docks being warmed by the sun on that fine day. So the small group wasn't even noticed.

Will, Jack, Megan, Alexa, and Jenny huddled under the bridge. Alexa and Jenny were "helping" Will with his dialogue, and Megan started "helping" Jack's.

"We're going to steal a ship?" Will followed Jack's gaze. "That ship?" he asked, glancing at the ship.

The girls recognized it as the Dauntless.

"Commandeer." Jack corrected. "We're going to commandeer that ship." He pointed.

Megan noticed the look of confusion on Will's face. "Nautical term," she explained.

Jack scowled, but Jenny and Alexa giggled.

Jack turned away from the girls and faced Will again. "One question, or there's no use going. This girl...How far are you willing to go to save her?"

"I'd die for her," Will said without hesitating.

Alexa and Jenny crossed their arms. "What about us?" they asked indignantly.

This time, Will did hesitate, but only because he was unsure of what to say. He didn't wish to insult the girls. He had become sort of protective of them—as though he was their older brother.

"...Em—yes, I suppose..." Alexa and Jenny beamed. Megan rolled her eyes.

Jack decided to get impatient. "So you'd die for her. Oh, good. No worries then."

Megan smiled as she remembered what was about to happen next. She slowed down so she could talk to her friends. "Eh! Alexa!" she whispered. "What about us, Will? Will you die for us, too?" she asked mockingly. Alexa's answer was a loud slap. "I don't think that I deserved that," she said. Then she got one from Jenny.

"I may have deserved that."

Under the water-under a boat-an upside down boat-Port Royal- they were under a boat-an upside down boat-under the water: Jack was first, then Will, Alexa, Jenny, and Megan brining up the rear.

"This is either madness-or brilliance!" Will commented.

There was an outburst of giggling form the back that was so loud that Will had trouble hearing Jack's reply: "It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide."

Finally, after Will decided to stick his foot in a lobster trap, they made it aboard the ship.

"Stay here," Jack told the girls. Jenny and Alexa nodded, but Megan glared at him.

"I will not," she said simply, and followed Jack out. Jack didn't protest because he knew that it would be pointless to argue. He turned to the other girls. "Stay here and stay put until we come and get ye, unless ye want ye're heads blown off." The girls nodded and hid behind some barrels. Jack hurried down the steps with Megan only a few steps behind him.

"Everyone, stay calm! We're taking over the ship!" Jack called, pulling out his sword. Megan followed suit with one that she had managed to steal from the blacksmith's. She was surprised that no one had noticed its scabbard around her waist.

Suddenly Will was beside her saying, "Aye! Avast!"

Megan nearly toppled over with embarrassment and laughter. Jack, on the other hand, gave Will a withering look that plainly said, "Don't you...Ever...Do that...Again."

A man that Megan recognized as Gillette stepped up. "This ship cannot be crewed by two men. You'll never make it out of the bay," he said smugly.

Jack pulled out his pistol and pointed it at the bridge of Gillette's nose, so that he went cross-eyed when he looked at it.

"Son, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow...savvy?"

On shore- One of the navy officers saw something on the water. "Commodore!" he called. Norrington snatched up the spyglass and looked through it. He saw Gillette, looking somewhat distressed, waving his arms above his head and screaming at the top of his lungs, "Sir! They've taken the Dauntless! They've taken the ship! Sparrow and Turner! They've taken the Dauntless!"

Norrington turned and looked at the ship. He saw Will playing with the rigging and Jack yelling at him. The girl that he had captured the other day was swinging on some ropes, trying to scare two more girls on deck.

"Rash, Turner. Too rash." Norrington put down his spyglass. "That is without doubt the worst pirate I have ever heard of."

The Dauntless- "Weeeeeee!" Megan squealed, swinging on a loose rope, but as she swung back, something grabbed her around the waist and pulled her off of the rope. "Hey! That's not fair!" she turned to face the owner of the arms. "I hate ye, Jack. So go smell the coffee!" she followed him to the wheel.

Jack stood in front of the wheel, wondering what Megan meant.

Suddenly, Alexa gave a little yelp. Will walked up. "Here they come."

The Interceptor- "Bring her around! Bring her around!" Gillette was so angry he was jumping up and down on his little lifeboat.

Finally, the Interceptor was side by side with the Dauntless. The soldiers swung over to the other ship. The commodore gave orders, "Search every cabin, every hold, down to the bilges!" They were so occupied with following these directions that they didn't notice 5 figures swinging over to the Interceptor.

Not until they started sailing away, at least.

"Sailors! Back to the Interceptor! Now!" Only one man attempted to swing back over, but the ship was already too far away.

Jack smiled and waved his hat. "Thank you, Commodore, for helping us ready to make way! We'd've had a hard time of it by ourselves!"

Norrington glared at the nearest officer. "Set top sails and clean up this mess."

"With the wind a quarter a-stern, we won't catch them!" the officer protested.

"I don't need to catch them," Norrington replied. "Just get them in range of the long nines."

The man nodded and turned to the crew. "Men, come about. Run out the guns!" He turned back to Norrington. "We're to fire on our own ship?"

"I'd rather see her at the bottom of the ocean than in the hands of a pirate," Norrington declared.

Suddenly, a sailor piped up. "He's disabled the rudder chain, sir!"

The officer smiled slightly. "That has got to be the best pirate I've ever seen."

The Commodore glared. "So it would seem."