A/N: Sorry it took me so long to update. I've been super tired lately and I've had a bit of writer's block but here I am updating the story once more. Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN POTC, so don't sue.

I tore off the sleeves of my shirt and tied the ends together to make a cloth. I tied the cloth around my back to try and stop as much blood from flowing as possible. It wasn't even ten minutes before they were dragging me back out for another painful expierence. This time I was ordered to hold out my arms.

Reluctantly I obeyed the orders given, not wanting my arms to be chopped off for disobeying. Suddenly my skin was burning and I stumbled backwards, still holding back screams.

"Candle wax. Feels good don't it?" A pirate laughed.

I picked at the wax on my skin, trying to get it all off and reduce the amount of pain pulsing through my burnt arms. It hurt more than I would ever admit.

"Hey look! The Isla De Muerta! We're there already?"

They sounded disappointed, that was probably because they wouldn't be able to hurt me any further. I did as I was told and piled into a rowboat beside Elizabeth. My hands were tied (like I was actaully going to get away). I could feel Elizabeth staring at me, at a loss for words. Her finger touched my hand, and I saw what she saw.

We were headed into the dark caves, where mountains of treasure and gold were piled high. But also the reamins of other buckaneers who had attempted to brave the caves but only to meet their untimley demise.

My vision only lasted a few brief moments before I was hauled out of the boats. I could hear those jerks, digging into the gold and trinkets and whatever else they could get their dirty mits upon.

I was ordered to kneel next to Elizabeth behind the chest with my neck outstreched over it. Barbossa went through his speech, and all the while I could not grasp the fact that this was the time I was going to die. Not any other event that happened during my lifetime, no this was the end of me.

The chanting began and Elizabeth gasped as they made the blood flow.

"That's it?" She asked.

"Waste not." Barbossa replied.

Suddenly the chanting ceased as he dropped the medallion into the chest. They waited, somehow suddenly forgetting I was even there.

"Did it work?" Someone asked.

"I don't feel no different."

"How do we tell?"

A gun fire and then a gasp.

"Your not dead."

"No...he shot me!"

"It didn't work!"

"The curse is still upon us!"

Barbossa must have suddenly gotten the clue.

"You maid your father, was your father William Turner!"

As they argued I moved backwards towards the bottom of the pile. I believe Elizabeth beat me to the bottom though and suddenlyBarbossa took ahold of my neck and dragged me up towards him.

"Ye knew she wasn't the real Turner child didn't you?" He asked releasing me.

"Aye I did. And just what do you plan on doing about it?" I asked, standing straight and tall.

"I say we spill all her blood, just in case!" Someone said.

Silence for a moment, and then Barbossa's gasp.

"The medallion! She's taken it!"

Everyone went into a frenzied run and as I tried to make a break for it, Barbossa held me back.

"Oh no missy. Ye'll be staying with good 'ol Captain Barbossa." He hissed.

A few moments later someone came up to him.

"Captain sir. It's old Jack Sparrow, and he's demanded the right of parley."

What the hell was he doing here? Jack was not like a person to go after and save somebody. He normally stuck to the rule 'any man who falls behind is left behind.' Barbossa dragged me with him and made the crew hold me behind him.

"How the blazes did you get off that island?"

"When you marooned me on the god for saken spit of land you forgot one very important thing mate. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack explained.

"Ah well I won't be making that mistake again. Gents you all remember Captain Jack Sparrow? Kill him."

Several guns cocked, but Jack didn't plea or beg. He bargined.

"The girl's blood didn't work did it?"

Barbossa paused, thinking if it was really worth blowing Jack's brains (if any) out at this current time.

"Hold your fire!" He decided. "You know who's blood we need."

"I know whose blood you need. But first I would like to see Jazzy now where is she?" Jack asked.

"I'm right here." I murmured, pulling the ropes of my hands with my teeth.

"Good to see your in good shape. Now then let's get to the Pearl."

As the crew began to pile into the boats Jack came up to my side.

"Dear god what have they done to you? Your back is red and raw." He said helping me into the boats.

"Well since you were locked up in your safe little jail cell I was the sacrifice needed for the chest." I snapped.

"Your arms are..."

"Yes I know! You think I didn't feel the wax burning into my flesh?"

Jack quieted down until we got to the Pearl and he steered me into the Captain's room. He began his bargin with Barbossa.

"So let me get this straight, you expect to leave me on some island with a name of the man whose blood we need and I watch you sail away with my ship?"

"No, I expect to leave you on some island with absolutley no name at all, watching me sail away on my ship, and I'll shout the name back to you. Savvy?"

"Well that still leaves me with the problem with naught but a name and your word its the one I need."

"Well I am the only man who hasn't comminted muninty, therefore its my word we'll be trusting." He said sitting beside me so I kicked him.

"Oh!" He grunted. "And she hasn't commited muntiny either."

"Captain, we're coming up on the Interceptor."

When Barbossa stood up to leave I said to Jack.

"Let me guess. Will and Elizabeth are on that ship aren't they?"

"Yeah, you got it love."

The next thing I knew, we were both being thrown into the brig underneath the ship.

"Apparently there's a leak."

"I think you just love bars Jack, cause I'm always getting you out from behind them!"

"You seem awful tense love." Jack replied leaning against the bars.

"I'm WAY past tense. I mean I got whipped and burned and strangled, while you were off lollygagging in la la land. And even after all this I still don't know what caused me to become a part of this bloody crew!" I yelled and kicked the wall.

"Well that's no reason to take it out on my precious ship." Jack commented.

"You care more about this stupid bloody ship than you do about me!" I screamed at him.

"That's not true!" He began to raise his voice too.

"YES IT IS!"

Jack quieted, obviously thinking over the best way to get me to calm down. I could always predict what he was thinking or what he was planning on saying to me.

"You wanna know the truth? Fine. Just quiet down for a bit and I'll tell you savvy?"

I sat down on the wet floor.

"Savvy."

A/N: Ok I know this chapter was rushed but I'll extend the other ones and add in more flashbacks from Jasmine's past. Stick with me on this Savvy? R&R!

-16aqua