Hi everyone, I hope you enjoy my final chapter. I had fun writing it, well I was sad. But it will be ok, I am writing my second story.

Do not own POTC, its quite sad really.

Chapter Thirteen

The enemy ship was right in front of them, with guards lined at the railings ready for action. Elizabeth wasn't at all ready for them, she stood behind a barrel of god knows what. Jack told her to keep safe, but she didn't know how she could behave at the moment.

Moments of silence as the ship floated even closer were intense; Jack was staring at the commodore and occasionally glanced over at Beckett who was standing next to the Commodore.

Surprisingly the Commodore spoke out, "Can we board?" He pointed to Beckett and him.

"I don't know if I can trust you." Jack replied questionably. He looked at Barbossa, who gave him a nod. "Aye, you may board." Jack looked over at Gibbs who was leaning on the railing by the plank. He gave him a gesture with his hands.

Gibbs let down the plank to let their guest board, in fact they weren't even guest, less then guest.

The Commodore and Beckett walked over gracefully, Commodore with his hand on his sword.

Jack made his way over to them slowly, with Barbossa following him close behind. This isn't going to be good, Elizabeth thought and she slipped below deck.

"Mr. Sparrow," the Commodore began, "we just want to make a deal with you."

"What is this deal?" Jack asked, he didn't even take his eyes off him. He slowly placed his hand on his sword, ready for any uncalled for action.

Lord Beckett took over the talking, "We want you to become a privateer of England."

Jack didn't answer he simply shook his head in degust; just the thought of him not sailing the oceans in more was too much to handle.

Elizabeth came back up from below; just in the Commodore give a single with his hand, he was motioning the guards to do something. Elizabeth didn't know what it meant, but she wasn't going to take any chances.

She walked over closer, but still out of view. She wanted to hear want they were saying.

"Mr. Sparrow, we will give you a job in England." Beckett said, he was persuading Jack, but Jack wasn't going to give in.

Jack shook his head again, he looked up at Beckett, eyes narrowing, "You really think I can be bought." Jack spat at him.

Elizabeth glanced at the Commodore, this time she saw a different signal. She looked over at the other ship; the guards were moving closer to the plank, some even were walking on it now.

Now was time for action, "Jack, watch out!" Elizabeth yelled, she came out from her hiding spot.

Guards were now swinging on rope across to the Treasure Hunter; Jack saw them and pulled out his sword.

Elizabeth knew this was her time to step in, and soon enough a guard had stepped in front of her. She smiled at him and clanged her sword against his.

No time was wasted every crew member was fighting with someone or even two people. Jack was busy fighting the Commodore; he was tough, but not too tough for the famous Captain Jack Sparrow.

Barbossa had stabbed a guard in the chest, blood spilling everywhere. Elizabeth cringed at the scene, her sword hitting her opponents. She was getting extremely tired of this guy, so she moved him over to the edge of the ship, and simply made him fall over.

Gibbs was close to her at the time, "Good job, Ms. Elizabeth." He congratulated her, as he stabbed a guard in the heart.

Elizabeth had enough blood for the moment and looked over the edge at the flailing guard. She gave him a little chuckle, and looked back at the blood bath before. She watched Jack for a second, before another guard appeared before her, she began fighting once more.

Jack moved around in circles as the Commodore tried several times to stab him. Behind them Beckett stood there, without a sword, just watching everyone get slaughtered. Sissy, Jack thought to himself. When he got a moment he swung his elbow back and knocked Beckett overboard. "I've been dying to do that." Jack said under his breath.

Jack began clanging his sword against the Commodore's once again.

The group of guards were growing slimmer, Elizabeth finally got a break. She watched Jack still fight the Commodore; she wanted to help him so badly. She knew better than to interfere, she would just end up getting him hurt.

As she watched him fight she saw a guard come up behind Jack with a glass bottle and hit it against Jack's head.

Elizabeth gasped, and started running over to him, but was grabbed by the arm. She looked behind her and saw a guard smiling slyly at her. She tried all she could to release his grasp on her, but he just made it worse.

Jack lay on the deck of the ship unconscious; everyone stopped their fighting to see their Captain lying there. Soon enough the guards had them all by gunpoint. The crew members dropped their weapons.

Elizabeth was standing there in her spot unable to move to help her Captain. She screamed at the man holding her, but that didn't help any, he just ignored her and started bringing her over to the Navy ship.

He led her past Jack to the plank, she tried bending down to look at him closer, but the guard just whipped her back up. Elizabeth looked behind her and saw Anamaria, Gibbs, Cotton, Ragetti, and Pintel behind her, being led by guards also.

She took one last look at Jack's unconscious body lying there, with the Commodore and a guard standing over him. They better not hurt him, she screamed in her mind.

They put the crew in the brig, all of them smashed into a cell. Elizabeth sat on the floor, with her arms wrapped around her knees and tears streaming down her face.

Anamaria came over to her, "They aren't going to hurt him," she assured her, "they need him." She rubbed Elizabeth's shoulder in a friendly matter.

Elizabeth didn't know what to believe, but she nodded slowly. She whipped her sleeve across her face.

"The only thing you should be worried about, is where their taking us." Anamaria added softly, she took her hand off Elizabeth's shoulder. She stood up and leaned against the wall.

Elizabeth looked over at Pintel, who was talking to Gibbs. She glanced over at everyone else, they didn't seem to be worried, how could they do this to their Captain, he needed their help. They could think of a plan to help him, couldn't they?

Will walked back down the street of the town, carrying a bag of items over his shoulder. He had finished what he had to do, and was ready to board the ship once again.

When he reached his long boat, he got it ready in the water. The sun was setting on the sea and it was going to get dark soon, he had to hurry back to the ship. He placed his pack in the boat and pushed of the beach into the salty water.

The paddle back didn't seem that long this time; he was paddling hard a fast. He looked down as he paddled and stared at his reflection in the water, this was not what he thought he would turn out doing, being a pirate and all.

He smiled and started paddling faster, he wanted to get to the ship so bad, he really didn't know why actually.

Will reached the bend where the ship was on the other side. He rounded it slowly, and felt his heart drop at the scene before him. Well there was no scene, there was nothing. They left me here, those bastards! Will thought.

He floated there letting the waves lap against his little boat. The sun shining on his angry face. He picked up the pack of items and threw them into the water; he watched them sink into the sea, the bubbles rising to the surface.

It's all over now. He thought to himself, putting his hands on his face.

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