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When Will had returned from negotiating with Beckett, he ran up to the cell door with Governor Swann and explained what had happened. "Jack's compass? What does Beckett want with that?"
"Does it matter? I'm to find Jack and convince him to return to Port Royal. In exchange the charges against us will be dropped. But, there's another thing…" His gaze shifted from Elizabeth to Grace and back again. "He's allowing me to bring one of you to help me. Only one. And now I have to decide who. I know it's cruel, but I do need it."
"I have to go." Both were surprised to hear Grace say anything as she had not spoken since the night before.
"Will! We can't trust her! Look at where she's gotten us."
"Elizabeth. Listen, it's best if you stayed here." She gave a glance at the guard and whispered into her ear. "Your dad is going to get you out of here. I promise." Then talking normally she added, "How can you not trust me? I've been living in your house for the past month."
Elizabeth looked at her, trying to figure out whether or not she was bluffing. "Alright."
"Thank you."
Then, turning to Will, she asked, "Where will you find him?"
"Tortuga. We'll start there, and we won't stop searching 'til I find him. And then I intend to return here, to marry you.
"Properly?"
"Eagerly, if you'll still have me."
Grace stood up. "And I will help you plan the most beautiful wedding the world has ever seen."
The Governor reached for the keys and knocked over one of the candleholders. Grace smiled and winked at Will. "I guess the guy that made these also made the ones in the Swann house."
Elizabeth held her hand out to Will. "I'll wait for you."
"Keep a weather eye on the horizon." He was about to leave when Grace stopped him.
"Hold on. Advice time! Don't stay in one spot too long, be creative, blend in and be nice to Norrington." Then, Grace took her bag and swords from the hook on the wall and followed Will to the docks.
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The two spent the next day running up and down the streets of Tortuga, looking for information. After finally coming back to the docks, she pointed out Shrimper who was mending a net. "Let's go ask him."
"Cannot say about Jack Sparrow. But dere's island, just south of de straits, where I trade spice for... Mmm... Delicious long pork. Cannot say about Jack. But you find a ship dere. A ship wit' black sails."
"You buy 'pork' from the Pelegostos?"
"Dat's right."
"Your crew must like it there."
"Oh, yes. Some of dem don't even come back. Stay to live there, dey do. A few every trip, act'ally. Heh. Young men dese days."
"Uh, right. I wouldn't eat any more of that 'pork' if I were you."
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Before she could even say 'Cannibal' they had arrived at the island and were being rowed to shore by Shrimper's brother. They stopped a ways away from shore.
"What's wrong? The beach is right there."
"Je ne peux, c'est trop dangereux, j'avais le dit. Bon voyage, monsieur."
"What?"
"He said it's too dangerous and we have to get out here." Then she hopped over the side into the water. When she reached the Pearl, she shouted back to Will. "I'm going to go look around."
"Go ahead."
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She carefully picked her way through the underbrush in what she thought was the general direction of the cannibal town. Much to her own surprise, the assumption was actually correct and she stumbled into the village within a few minutes. "Whoa. Luck, much?" Not seeing anyone around, she ducked into hut and changed into some cannibal attire. She had the grass skirt, war paint, ceremonial headdress, the whole enchilada. Happy, she swaggered off to find Jack.
She almost burst out laughing. The 'God of the Pelegostos' sat on his extravagant throne, snoring loudly. She waltzed up to his right-side 'guard' and tapped him on the shoulder, signaling that he was relieved of his duties. "Hey! Psst. Jack!"
He mumbled in his sleep. Something about hippos and… Pudding? She poked him consistently until he came to. He still wasn't fully awake yet. "Go away, Mr. Gibbs. Man the sails."
"Jack!"
"Wait, Grace? What the bloody heck are you doing here? And why are you wearing that ridiculous outfit? And for that matter, where am I and where can I get some food? And rum?"
"I don't think you'll be wanting any of this food. See all these people? They eat people. And that, my dear children, is called cannibalism and is, in fact, frowned upon in most societies. (AN1)"
"Where have I heard that line before? So you're telling me that I'm on an island of cannibals who have me sitting on a throne because they don't want to eat me?"
"No, I'm saying that you're on an island of cannibals who have you stitting on a throne because they do want to eat you because they think you're a god. They happen to eat their gods, you know."
"Oh."
One particularly large native came up to her and gave her a shove. Jack quickly intervened by draping his arm across her shoulders and shouting to the crowd. "Mick-see-say. Mil-yoochy-yoochy!" In response, they tribe gave a thunderous cheer and brought forward another throne which they sat Grace down on.
"Jack! What did you tell them?"
"Congradulations, Gracie! You are now officially a Pelogostian god!"
"But how did you know the language?"
Before he could answer, the crowd parted, revealing yet another group bringing in Will on a stick.
"Jack? Jack Sparrow! I can honestly say glad to see you!"
"Thanks, Will. I'm just chopped liver."
"What?" Jack began poking him. "Jack! It's me! Will Turner!"
He shouted out some orders to the tribe and Will was carried off. "Jack! The compass! That's all I need, Elizabeth is in danger! We were arrested for trying to help you! She faces the gallows!"
His only reply was the cry of both Jack and Grace. "Save us!"
"Jack, what did you tell them? No! What about Elizabeth? JACK!"
Grace leaned over, noticing that they watched her every move. "What now?"
"We wait. Now, tell me about how you got here….."
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"So then we met this guy named Shrimper and…" She was cut off by the few women who put a necklace of toes around Jack's neck. Lucky enough, her own necklace was only seashells.
"Thank you." He bit off a piece of the nail and Grace smacked him upside the head.
"Eew, Jack! That's discusting!"
But Jack wasn't paying attention. "No no! Oy! Wait! More wood! Big fire! I am chief! Want big fire! Come on! Maboogie snickel-snickel!" As soon as no one was looking, he grabbed her by the wrist and high-tailed out of there.
"Jack! Cliff!"
He tottered at the edge for a moment and then dashed into the storage room. Grace on the other hand, found a nice gradual slope down the mountain, snatched up a sturdy piece of wood and jumped down.
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"Make ready cast-off!" Gibbs shouted to the crew. Will thought he heard a high pitched shrieking in the distance.
"Gibbs! What is that?" And as to answer his question, a figure hurtled out of the jungle onto the beach and skidded to a stop. "It's one of those cannibals. I'll take care of it." He drew his sword and ran out to meet the thing. Then he realized who he was looking at. "Grace?" He looked at her numerous scrapes and bruises. "God, are you alright?"
"Hehehe… Dizzy." She tried to stand up, but the makeshift toboggan slipped out from underneath her feet and she fell back into the sand with a cough. "Whoa." She gave a drunken laugh. "In a minute, I'll remember what happened and kick myself for being so stupid. But for now, I think I need a little help." He half dragged her back to the Pearl and shouted up to Gibbs.
"What about Jack! I won't leave without him."
"Heeeeeeeeey!" The crew turned to the voice that was floating from the distance. "HEEEEEEEEEEEY!" Jack sped down the beach in all his arm-flapping glory. Then they saw the rabid mob of cannibals that was trailing behind him.
"Time to go."
"Jack!" She turned to Gibbs. "Get going! He can wade out into the shallows!"
They were almost into deep water when Jack grabbed hold of the rigging and shouted to the shrinking crowd. "Alas, my children! This is the day you shall always remember as the day you almost-" Here he was drenched by a mini tidal wave. "...Captain Jack... Sparrow." Grace leaned over the edge.
"This is the day you shall always remember as the day you almost ATE Captain Jack Sparrow!"
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AN1: Alright, another cookie to whoever gets the reference!
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