"well?" Mr. Gibbs asked , almost convinced he had Jack Sparrow cornered.
Jack Gulped. " I just wanted to ask him something"
"something like what?"
"Something that is nothing of your concern"
"will he be harmed"
"maybe..."
Mr. Gibbs sighed. "Jack Sparrow"
Jack shifted his eyes as though he thought Mr. Gibbs wasn't actually talking to him, but someone else. "what are you up to now"
Jack had a surprised look on his face. Then it went from worried to confused. Then completely calm. Not looking Mr. Gibbs in the eyes, he motioned for him to follow.
They traveled through the ship until they reached Jacks cabin. Faffel was still waiting next to the door when they arrived. Jack took out a ring of key's and unlocked the door and all 3 of them entered, with Jack coming in last, bolting the door behing him. there were several chairs surrounding a huge table that lie in the middle. Mr. Gibbs and Faffel both grabbed the closest one and took a seat. Jack Following close behind. When they were all seated Jack spoke.
"I lied." he said.
"as usual.." Mr. Gibbs added. Jack glared at him. Faffel only stared.
"I needed your help." Jack continued. " I have a curse."
Mr. Gibbs gasped. "How?"
"Can I finish?!?" Jack asked rudely. Mr. Gibbs nodded.
"years ago, when I was mutinied and left on that forsaken Island to die, I forgot to mention one thing."
"whats that?" Faffel asked.
"ARE YOU BOTH GOING TO KEEP INTERUPTING ME OR CAN I FINISH THE STORY?!!!?"
"sorry..."
Jack stood up and snatched up a nearby bottle of rum. Mr. Gibbs licked his lips as Jack gulped down the last few drops and sent the bottle flying to the floor.
"as I was saying..." Jack looked at both of them as though he expected them to say something.
" while I was there, I Discovered something valuble."
"Rum?" Mr. Gibbs asked. Then, remembering he was supposed to be silent, he gestured for Jack to continue. When he did he noticed markings on the map in front of him. Jack had Circled a large number of area's including Port Royal, Tortuga, a swamp and some places he wasn't farmilar with. When Jack saw someone studying his map he started talking again.
"There were people there. Millions of them. When I landed there, I Explored the Island and found they're..'colony'. They let me stay with them for the time I was there and eventually they wanted something in return"
Jack glanced at both of them. Mr. Gibbs was listening intently and Faffel, who had lost interest in the subject, was watching seagulls from out the window.
"The cheif told me of a Pirate who had once came to their village and stole one of their treasured items. It was some kind of art that had 6 peices. The people there worshipped it or something."Jack shrugged "He asked me to find it for them. when I refused, He got angry and told me to leave and never return. That night I stole some of their treasure and got passage to leave on a trading ship. The chief found out and by then I was gone and off solving my own problems. Someone told him I had the Pearl back and was heading to Port Royal."
"what does that have to do with your mood swings and hiring Faffel to do your dirty work?" Mr Gibbs asked. Jack made a face and checked to make sure Faffel wasn't paying attention.
"I was getting there." He said. "Now, A few nights ago some spirit showed up in here and told me that I have a single month to find the six peices and that every night something bad will happen to me or my crew until I recover them and the treasure I stole. If I don't do it within a month... I might die." Jack shrugged "tough luck eh?"
"So your telling me you were going to make Faffel find them for you in exchange for a NAME?"
"yep... well no not exactly. I've already found them. But I heard that Pirate that stole them made them really hard to get. I just needed a little help."
Faffel had begun to listen at this point. " so what do I have to do now?"
"I suppose the whole crew could travel through dark tunnels and caves, fight unknown creatures, and pretty much risk their lives to get them for me." Jack said hopefully.
" What about you? all you had to do was locate them!"
"Yes! Those magical Art pieces from ancient civilazations are soooo easy to find." Jack stated sarcastically.
"Calm Down!" Mr. Gibbs yelled. "we have to do this together. we have to help Jack."