No!

Jack could se her fall. Down, down… She hit the ground just a few feet away from him.

No…

She was lying on her stomach, with her hair covering her face. Jack saw a stain of blood spreading on her back, and another one beneath her. But this one didn't fade away. He looked up and saw Barbossa, he had stepped over to the chest and let one drop of Angelas blood fall from his blade to one medallion inside the chest. Grey smoke started to rise from it. Barbossas' grin grew even wider. He held up his sword, watching the red blood on the blade. Jack wanted to run over to Angela, pick her up and take her away from this horrible place, but he couldn't, he froze, with his eyes nailed on Barbossa.

This can't be happening, he can't win…

Barbossa started to move down from the chest, he stopped next to Angela, she still had Barbossas medallion in her hand, but Barbossa didn't care at the moment. He bend down and brushed away the hair from her face, Jack could see how pail she was, white as a ghost, with a small drop of blood in the corner of her mouth. Fury and rage started to grow inside of Jack, how dare he touch her?

"It's almost a shame to waist such beauty, but she had to go. And now, it's your turn." He walked over to Jack, who still couldn't move.

"I've waited for this moment for over ten years." Barbossa attacked, Jack leaped to the right while blocking the attack from his opponent. And now, Barbossa and Jack fought their most intense battle ever, and their last…

Elizabeth couldn't believe what she saw.

He couldn't…Barbossa couldn't have killed Angela!

But Elizabeth had seen it, and she could still see Angela lying there, with the puddle of her blood growing larger beneath her. She could see Jack and Barbossa fighting. But she turned back to Will. During the past minutes she had defended him, since he had a big gash on his right arm and couldn't fight at the moment. She bit her lip and forced herself not to cry. But it was over now, Angela was dead, Jack would be, and she couldn't hide behind a rock forever, Will would bleed to death. All hope is gone, Barbossa had finally won…

Elizabeth looked over at Angelas' body again.

What the…

"Will! Will come on, get up." She took his left hand and pulled him up to his feet.

"What?" He was dizzy from the blood lost and the pain, but he was able to stand up.

"Look!" Elizabeth pointed. "Her hand…" Will stared, he saw it too.

"Come on, we have to get down there, before anyone else sees it."

And quickly, Will and Elizabeth sneaked over to Angela's body…

The rage kept growing in Jacks heart, he wasn't thinking and made many mistakes. He couldn't think, he just let his fury control him. He didn't look where he placed his feet either and he slipped and fell for the second time that night. He landed on his back, hitting his head. When he looked up, he looked up and saw Barbossa standing in front of him.

"I told you that you can't beat me Jack." Barbossa burst out laughing.

"And now it's time to finish this." He placed his sword against Jacks throat.

"It's over for you Cap'n Jack Sparrow! And there's no curse in the world that can save you now! "Jack closed his eyes and prepared himself, but then a voice echoed inside the cave.

"Oh yeah? Guess again!" Jack opened his eyes the same second as a pistol was fired. Barbossa gasped and turned around, and Jack could see blood spreading on Barbossas back. Jack turned his head a bit to the right and now he could see Elizabeth standing with a pistol aimed at Barbossa. Then Jack saw something that nearly made his heart stop.

Angela was standing behind the chest, supported by Will. Will let go of Angela and moved down to Elizabeth. The moon found its way into the cave, and Jack saw Barbossa reveal his true self once more. Angela stepped forward, the half of her body that was standing in the moonlight turned into a skeleton, but her eyes were still alive and filled with more hate than ever.

"Correction Barbie! I win, you lose…Game over!"

She held out her hand, and the small golden piece glittered in the moonlight. Barbossa slowly moved forward, then Angela dropped the medallion…

"No!" Barbossa leaped forward, but he was too far away. The medallion fell into the chest. At first nothing happened, but then grey smoke started rising again and two flashes of silver shot out of the chest. One of them hit Barbossa; he gasped and then fell to the ground. The other one hit Angela, and almost in slow motion she lifted from the ground and then fell down in the cold dark water.

The medallion landed in the chest…

Why didn't anything happen? She waited, for a split second she waited, and then…

Grey smoke, rising in the image of a skull, death…

And a flash, so bright, it hit her, and then…

Pain, it was terrible; she could feel him being tarred out of her soul.

She fell, and she knew that she was free; at last she was free…

"Need help?"

Jack looked up at Norrington who was reaching out his hand, offering to help him up. There was something different about him. Not the fact that he was wearing those old pirate-rags, nor was it his bleeding lip and nose. No, he was smiling, a friendly smile. Jack took his hand and Norrington helped him up to his feet. And just like that, they weren't just the pirate and the commodore, they weren't enemies, they stood beyond that.

"Are you all right Jack?"

"Aye, but if it hadn't been for Angela…" Shit! Jack suddenly remembered.

"Angela!" Jack and James eyes met, then they both looked over by the treasure chest. Jack started running, passing the navvy men gathering all the pirates; he jumped over Barbossas body without even looking at it. Jack climbed around the large treasure pile, then he jumped down into the water. Norrington wasn't far behind. He kneeled and looked down into the water, looked for Jack. He didn't come back up to the surface. Elizabeth called for James, he told her to stay away, who knew what could be in the water in a place like this.

A minute passed.

Now Norrington got worried, he leaned forward, closer to the surface. Then Jacks head broke through the surface, he gasped for air and Norrington started breathing normally again. Jack used his left arm to hang onto one of the rocks next to Norrington, in the other he held Angela. Her head was leaning on Jacks shoulder, her eyes shut. If she hadn't been so pale Norrington would have thought she was just sleeping.

"Is she…? I mean, she isn't…?" Norringtons voice was trembling.

"Sh's not breathing…" Damn! Jack bit his lip and pulled Angela closer, then he kissed her forehead.

There was a strange silence inside the cave, Norrington closed his eyes, he could hear the water, Jack's heavy breathing and someone sobbing far away.

Then suddenly he heard someone coughing, he looked over at Jack.

Angela coughed up the water from her lungs and then gasped for air. She put her arms around Jack's shoulders and whispered in his ear: I got him…

"Aye love, ye got him." Angela smiled, then she fainted again.

With Norringtons help Jack was able to get himself and Angela up from the water. Then Jack picked her up and started to walk with Norrington to the exit. They passed a group of men from the navvy who took of their hats and placed them against their chest while looking down at the ground when they saw Angela.

"She's still breathing lad's an' I gonna keep 'er tha' way!" Jack kneeled and put her down on the ground and let her head rest in his lap. Angela was shaking; Jack noticed that her lips had turned blue.

"Someone bring me a dry coat!" Jack couldn't help but feel a little panicked; Angela was going to freeze to death. He looked at the men who were staring at him. One of them, a young lad with sand coloured hair and a lot of freckles stepped forward and gave his coat to Norrington. He hurried over to Jack and gave him the coat, it was clean and dry. Jack figured that the lad probably had been standing hidden in a corner the whole time. He put the coat on Angela, then picked her up again and walked over to one of the boats. Then Jack felt a hand on his shoulder, he turned around.

"She's coming with us to Port Royal Jack."

"Aye, I know Commodore... But I'm gonna take 'er there meself."

"All right then, but I shall accompany you on the Pearl, just in case." Jack nodded, then he climbed into the boat.

"We're coming too." He turned around and saw Will and Elizabeth. Jack just shrugged his shoulders and sat down.

On their way to the Pearl Jack couldn't stop thinking about what Angela had told him the second before she ran of to face Barbossa.

Don't worry Jack. By this time tomorrow it will all be over, one way or another.

She had been right…

Norrington sat by the oars in the small boat. The night was beautiful and warm. His arms had started aching, but he knew he couldn't stop; he had to take them to the Pearl. He turned his head a little and looked at Elizabeth. She looked almost as if she was sleeping, but Norrington could see the tears falling from her eyes, tears of relief, fear or was she just tired?

Maybe all three.

Will was holding his arm around her. The other one was handing by his side, still bleeding. He would probably need stitches. So Will could of course not help Norrington with the oars. Now Norrington looked at Jack instead. The look on his face was almost indescribable; he looked angry and relieved, worried and happy. He was holding Angela tight against his chest with his eyes focused on the moon above. Then Norrington felt the taste of blood again, and wiped of his nose and mouth with his sleeve, it was all covered in blood now. Why wouldn't his nose stop bleeding? He started rowing again and now looked at Angela instead. She certainly looked dead. Her skin had a strange grey colour, her lips were blue and she had circles around her eyes, black as the night. But she was still breathing, so she would be fine.

Right?

Norrington didn't know, but he had to tell himself that she would make it…

The Pearl was right in front of them now, big and majestic.

A ship fit for a king.

The ship belonging to the Pirate King…

Norrington was relieved, everything was going to be fine now, it was over.

It had to be…