Violet and Jack were swung backwards against the wall as they both tried to look through a peephole in the side of the ship and crashed into it, hard. Jack landed, rather ungracefully, on top of Violet, who quickly pushed him off.
"Move over, I'm looking," she said, pushing him away as they both raced to the wall again, scrabbling at it and each other like little children.
"At least tell me what you see then, love," Jack said, and she strained her eye to look around the ship.
"It's the Interceptor," she said, then cursed as she stared straight into a cannon, which was about to be lit by Cotton.
"What? What is it?" asked Jack, and she drew back, shaking her head.
"You're not going to like this," she said cautiously as Jack pushed his way over to the hole in the wall. Then it was his turn to swear as he saw the cannon.
"My beautiful ship," he whined, slumping back against the wall.
"You don't happen to have a metal rod, do you?" asked Violet, gesturing to the lock, and he just shook his head sadly.
Suddenly, there was a huge commotion above them, and Violet could have sworn she heard Barbossa scream "Fire!" All of a sudden, the ship was pummeled with cannonballs, and sound erupted all around them as both ships fired and fired again at each other.
There was a huge crash, and a shot tore through the brig, causing both Violet and Jack to fall into the water below them.
"Stop blowing holes in my ship!" screamed Jack, and Violet wanted to laugh, but decided that it might not be the best time.
Slowly, they got up, and Violet noticed that the water was now up to her knees. She watched as Jack snatched something out of the water: a flask that had no doubt belonged to Gibbs. Jack held it up to his mouth and tried to take a swig, and Violet couldn't keep herself from snorting as nothing came out of it. With a glare, Jack turned to the door- and both him and Violet noticed the huge, gaping hole blown by the cannonball at the same time.
"Freedom!" she crowed, and she pushed Jack out of the way as they escaped the cell and made their way above the deck.
The Black Pearl was in chaos. Everywhere Violet looked, there were pirates fighting, and the mast of the Interceptor had crashed down straight in the middle of the deck.
"What in the blazes-"
"Come on!" Jack said, interrupting her, and she followed him over to a perch on the side of the ship, where pirates were scrambling across the mast and swinging on ropes to board the Interceptor. The two were lost in the crowd of pirates, fortunately, and no one seemed to notice them as they made their way over to where the ropes hung.
"Wait for it," Jack whispered to her as a pirate missed his landing on the Interceptor and begun to swing back to the Pearl. From their perch, Jack quickly stuck out a hand to snatch the rope, and the pirate when flying away with the momentum.
"Thanks very much! Shall we, love?" he called, holding the rope and holding an arm out to her.
"Not a chance. How about I hold the rope, and you can hold on to me," she said haughtily, refusing to lose all of her pirate dignity in one day.
"Sorry, darling, but we don't have time to chat," he grinned, and before Violet could say anything, Jack wrapped an arm around her waist and pushed off from the Pearl, sending them swinging away to the Interceptor.
"Damn you, Jack Sparrow!" Violet yelled as she clung to him, the rope cutting through the wind as they swung above the sea.
"You know you're enjoying this," Jack whispered into her ear, and Violet would have punched him if she wasn't about to fall into the ocean.
Suddenly, they plummeted toward the Interceptor, and Jack stuck out his legs just in time so that the two of them crashed into a pirate fighting Gibbs, and they both tumbled onto the deck.
As the pirates turned to stare at them, Violet quickly stood up and away from Jack, who slowly did the same, a lazy grin on his face.
"Jack! Violet!" Gibbs shouted, a huge smile on his face. But Jack, in his usual, strange fashion, walked straight past Gibbs, only to drop the empty flask from the cell that he'd apparently been carrying into Gibbs' hands.
"Bloody empty!" Jack said before gesturing for Violet to follow him. Violet gave the surprised Gibbs an apologetic shrug as they walked past him, and he returned it with one of his own.
She followed Jack across the deck before he finally spotted his target: a girl with honey-colored hair in a wine-red dress. Elizabeth. A pirate came at her, ready to strike, when Jack grabbed his arm.
"That's not very nice," he quipped, and Elizabeth jabbed the pirate with the butt of her musket, sending the pirate flying over the railing and into the ocean below. Jack leaned forward to grab Elizabeth's shoulders, eyes flashing. "Where's the medallion?" he demanded.
"Wretch!" she shouted, and started to slap him, but Jack caught her wrist before she could do so. Her hand was bandaged, and Jack seemed to glean something from this information as he stared at it.
"Ah! Where's dear William?" Jack asked, false concern in his eyes. Elizabeth looked around frantically, suddenly realizing his disappearance. Then she spotted the mast in the center of the deck: blocking the forward hatch.
"Will!" she called, rushing toward it, and Violet followed her down to the hatch.
"Elizabeth!" came a voice from below it, and Violet knew it belonged to Will.
Violet turned to see Jack scamper off after some monkey, sprinting away like the idiot he was.
"Come back, you idiot!" she called after him, but he paid her no heed. "Looks like it's just us," she said to Elizabeth, who was struggling to help Will.
"I can't move it!" Elizabeth shouted, and Violet bent down to help her, straining as they started to move the mast.
Suddenly, Elizabeth was seized from behind by two pirates, and Violet whirled around, drawing her cutlass.
"Will!" she shrieked, and Violet swiped forward, nicking a pirate on his arm as he jumped back, but it was too late: two more pirates grabbed Violet, and a third ripped away her cutlass. She struggled against them, kicking as hard as she could, but her strength was not enough to overpower them, not without her sword.
"Elizabeth!" Will called, but he was stuck beneath the ship as his love was dragged away. Violet watched as Jack ran over the mast after that cursed monkey to the Black Pearl, but she saw what he didn't: Barbossa, waiting to grab the medallion which, she realized, was what Jack was chasing.
"Wait- Jack!" she called, but there was no way he could have heard her, especially not when the pirate holding her clamped a hand over her mouth.
And as Barbossa held up the medallion, Violet knew that they were in deep trouble.
The crew of the Interceptor was tied to the mast of the Black Pearl by that same one-eyed pirate Violet hated so much. She could see her pistol still in his hand, and she was immediately repulsed by the sight.
Barbossa was staring out at their destroyed ship, the medallion raised in his hand. From her position where she was held by her captors from before, she could see the sunlight glinting off of it and sparkling like the sea.
Suddenly, there was a loud boom, and the ruined Interceptor exploded in a burst of smoke and flame. Violet swore under her breath, and Elizabeth screamed.
"Will!" she called, and suddenly she twisted free from her captors and sprinted forward to charge Barbossa, but he simply snatched her wrists.
"Welcome back, miss. You took advantage of our hospitality last time. It holds fair now you return the favor," he said, grinning, and Violet could have killed him for that smile alone. He threw Elizabeth back into a crowd of pirates, who eagerly grabbed her, and Violet started to escape from her captors-
"Barbossa!" All heads on board the Pearl swiveled over to see William Turner, soaking wet and standing on the railing of the Pearl. He drops and snatches up a pistol, taking advantage of the stunned pirates. "She goes free!" he shouts, pointing at Elizabeth, who is smiling broadly at him.
"What's in your head, boy?" Barbossa said, recovering his composure, and a few paces away from her, Violet could see Jack looking extremely uncomfortable with Will's reappearance.
"She. Goes. Free," Will repeated, and Violet stared at the pistol in his hand before he realized what it was. That same cursed pistol Jack carried with him everywhere: the one with only one shot.
"You're only got one shot. And we can't die," said Barbossa, confirming her suspicions. Jack muttered something under his breath, and Will turned to stare at him.
"You can't. I can," Will said defiantly, turning back to Barbossa, and he puts the barrel of the gun directly under his chin.
"Like that," Jack said, audibly now, and rolled his eyes.
"Who are you?" asked Barbossa, and Jack saw his opportunity during the extreme confusion of the pirates, and he sauntered up to him.
"No one. He's no one. A distant cousin of my aunt's nephew twice removed. Lovely singing voice, though. Eunuch," Jack warbled, and Violet wanted to slap herself in the face. If he wanted to alert everyone that he had his own plans with Turner and the rest of them, then he was doing great.
"My name is Will Turner. My father was Bootstrap Bill Turner. His blood runs through my veins," Will announced, and Jack shook his head, groaning audibly as Barbossa shot him a weary look.
"He's a spitting image of ol' Bootstrap Bill come back to haunt us," warned the one-eyed pirate with Violet's pistol, and the pirates around him nodded.
"On my word, do as I say or I'll pull this trigger, and be lost to Davy Jones' Locker," said Will, cocking the pistol and making Elizabeth gasp.
"Name your terms, Mr. Turner," conceded Barbossa, walking closer to Will. Violet wanted to warn him that no deal with a pirate ever went the way you wanted it to, but she wasn't sure if he'd really care one way or the other about what she had to say.
"Elizabeth goes free!" Will repeated, and Barbossa rolled his eyes.
"Yes, we know that one. Anything else?" the Captain asked, and Will looked slightly overwhelmed, obviously having not planned that far ahead. Violet started to point to herself, and Will turned to look at her, but he was quickly distracted by Jack, who was gesturing frantically to himself.
"And the crew! The crew are not to be harmed," finished Will, and both Violet and Jack groaned. A sickly smile spread across Barbossa's face, and he stepped forward toward Will.
"Agreed," he said, far too happily, and Violet had a feeling that this wasn't going to end well for any of them.