Will climbed up into the rigging of the boat, helping the girl. He jumped down grabbed a pistol and pushed the wet Callista toward Jack.
"She's fine, Jack." Will said. Jack looked like he was about to have a heart attack until he saw his daughter safely on the ship, or not so safely in this case, surrounded by pirates, well the enemy ones anyway. Jack hugged his daughter tightly.
"I thought you had died when I didn't see you on the ship, Calli." He said in her ear.
"I thought you had died in the cave, Father." Callista said laughing a bit.
Barbossa heard this small conversation between them. "Father? Jack you never told me you had a daughter! What a nice surprise. Ragetti, take hold of our new guest." Ragetti pulled Calli away from Jack, being separated from him once more. "And who might you be, boy?" he said looking at Will.
"I am Will Turner, son of Bootstrap Bill Turner. Now, listen to me or I'll be lost to Davy Jones's locker!" Will said pointing the pistol to his head.
"Name your terms, Mr. Turner." Barbossa said with a look of hunger.
"Elizabeth goes free."
"Yes, we know that one. Anything else?"
"The crew, including Callista, is not to be harmed." Will said.
"Fine then. Take hold of our Mr. Turner." Barbossa told a random rogue. The pirate took hold of Will's arms. Then he turned to Elizabeth and Jack. "Time to go." He said, pointing to the plank.
Elizabeth was first to walk. "You said she'd go free!" an angered Will cried.
"I am doing exactly as you said but it was you who failed to specify when or where!" Barbossa replied smirking, as the boy was being gagged.
Will and Elizabeth were spared one last moment to look at each other before Elizabeth was shoved toward the plank. Their looks were filled with love and worry. Elizabeth looked at him once more as she stood on the narrow plank of wood.
"Tis horrible to lose somethin' so fine, don't it boys? So I'll be havin' that dress back." Barbossa said.
Elizabeth reluctantly took the dress off and threw it at him. "It goes with your black heart." She said through gritted teeth. She looked back to the sea beneath her for the longest time, before she rocked off the plank when one of the pirates kicked it.
Next was Jack. "I hoped we were passed all this." He said to his ex-first mate.
"Jack, Jack, that's the island we made you governor of our last little trip, or have you noticed?" he said.
"I have noticed. And by the way, last time you gave me a pistol with one shot."
"You're right. Where be Jack's pistol? You can be the gentleman to shoot the lady and starve to death yourself." He said thrusting his effects into the water. Jack took a quick glance at Callista, a look that seemed to hold an apology, and leaped headfirst into the sea to collect his things.
"No! Get off of me!" Callista screamed, but they were already pushing her below deck and into the brig. "Get! Off! Of! Me!" The crew was already in their large cell together when she got down there, and so was Will in his own.
"Nice to have you, aboard, Miss Sparrow." Ragetti said, sarcastically.
"Yeah, like father, like daughter, eh?" Pintel said laughing.
"Well, here is the exclusive cell Jack had the misfortune to stay in. In ye go!" they said, locking her in a cell next to Will's. She fell to the wet floor. "Bloody pirates, I'd like to see them do that when I have a sword…" she muttered under her breath.
Silence surrounded the captured pirates before Will spoke. He asked if the pirates swabbing the deck with filth knew his father, Bootstrap Bill.
"Aye, we knew him. He threw in with us after we relieved Jack Sparrow of his captaincy, but turned out; it never sat well with him-particularly after we found Cortes' treasure, and its peculiar condition. He thought we deserved to be cursed, for leaving ol' Jack to the fate we did. That is why he sent off a piece of the treasure -- to you, as it were. He said we deserved to be cursed and remain cursed. Stupid blighter."
"Good man!" Gibbs said. Pintel threw a dirty look his way.
"Anyway, that didn't sit too well with the captain. He had him chained to a canon. The last I saw of ol' Bootstrap Bill, he was sinkin' to the crushing black oblivion of Davy Jones's locker."
Will looked horrified at the details of the fate of his father. Calli stuck her arm through the bars and patted his. "I'm sorry Will." His gaze sank all the way to the floor.
Pintel went on. "It was only after that did we realize we needed his blood to lift the curse."
Ragetti chimed in. "Now that's what you call ironic." He said sending both men into laughter, but the prisoners saw nothing to laugh about.
"So that's why you need my blood? To lift a curse that Barbossa had put upon you?"
"Aye, though when you say it like that, it does seem entirely his fault. Ah, well, what's done is done."
Only a few hours went by when Ragetti and Pintel came back for Will and Callista for the Blood Ritual. "Time to go for you two!" Pintel said looking particularly happy.
"Why must I go, and the crew doesn't?" Callista asked.
"The capn's hoping to be finally rid of the Sparrows." He laughed.
"That's just great." She said sarcastically. The whole time as they were entering the cave, Will stayed quiet. Calli, however, had an urge to get them out of there. She could not see how though, for as soon as they were out of the boats, every crew member would be there and see to it that the prisoners don't escape.
Once they got out, both of the prisoners' hearts had sank. To them, it looked like the end. Elizabeth was gone, again. Jack was gone, again. Or so it seemed. Callista still had a strand of hope left, even as Will was standing, bent over the chest of Aztec gold, and about to be killed. And apparently that hope was not in vain. Shortly, after Barbossa started his speech, Jack had appeared making his way toward the front of the pirate crowd.