A/N: Wow this turned out to be a long one, but I wanted to get the entire island into it. Thanks 16aqua and WF for the reviews, I care too much about you to not update. Stupid school, it's delaying everything! Okay so ignoring Code 1 and all the stuff that's happened this week we shall delve into the very intriguing story of Bondage.

Chapter 4

We set off early in the bright sun of the Caribbean and arrived at Cannibal Island fairly quickly. Right away, I spotted the unmistakable sails of the Black Pearl. I thought it odd that it was beached, tied to stakes bonded into the sand.

"Jack! Jack Sparrow!" Will called out as we reached the shore. Nobody answered, I wondered why it seemed like everything was deserted. It gave me a bad feeling in the pit of my stomach; Jack would have left someone on board.

"Marty! Cotton! Anybody?" Will shouted again, hoping to hear an answering cry or maybe a plea for help. He jumped down from the ship and started searching for any signs of life.

"Toby, come with me." I ordered him and some of my crew to come with us and scout. Will was already halfway up the coastline. The jungle reached right up to the beach, it was thick, luscious, and looked as if it could hide many things.

I squinted my eyes to see Will already entering the jungle, "Shit, he has no idea what he's getting himself into." I muttered to Toby, trudging through the paradise. I hoped this time I could keep the rest of my fingers and toes.

"Will!" I called, trying to get the man to slow down, finally the rest of us caught up to him. "Hold up Will, you seriously don't want to walk in there alone. These natives pull some crazy shit. They eat people, roast them alive, and spear their heads. I have no idea why Jack would come to such a place." I pointed to the foreboding jungle.

"I stopped applying logic to that pirate long ago." Toby added.

We cautiously entered the jungle, keeping a watchful eye about us, suddenly a red, green, and blue blur rushed by us. It swooped up sharply and landed on a palm tree.

"Ah, a familiar face!" Will seemed glad to see Cotton's Macaw.

"Rawk! Don't eat me!" The parrot cawed to Will.

"I'm not going to eat you." Will responded to the bird.

"You're talking to a bird." I asked quizzically.

"Rawk! Don't eat me! No! Don't eat me! Akkk!"

The crew seemed to grow a little nervous from the parrots warning.

A little farther on, we spotted Gibb's husk canteen hanging on a plant, slightly twisting as if it could tell us where its owner had gone.

"Gibbs." Will asked slowly."

"Doesn't that look like a trap…?" I trailed off.

Out of nowhere, a camouflaged cannibal materialized and leaped at Will, screaming a war cry. But wait? Where was Will? My mind registered at last that he was upside down and swinging from a snare. What else was happening in this millisecond? My crew and I had whipped out our swords and weapons, spinning around looking for the enemy.

More cannibals appeared around us. They threaded through the trees like fish through water taking us by surprise. A battle had begun, my men against the jungle warriors, and the jungle warrior had the advantage. It became a brutal hand to hand combat, I was slicing my sword at them, they moved quickly but that was because they had no armor. Arrows rained down on us and with all the commotion going around, my crew was beginning to panic.

Will was still swinging back and forth from the rope yelling, "Euh! Unh! Ya! Come on! Let's go! Euh! Ya! Come on! Uhn! I could do this all day! Euh! Euh! Hah!"

"Don't split up!" I yelled above the gun shots, "They'll hunt you down." A mud covered cannibal with white face paint attacked me from behind right as I said that. I pulled him off and knocked him to the ground.

One of the savages with a bone through his nose used a blow gun to shoot dart at us. We had way too many things to dodge. I looked around swiftly, Will was limp, so were Toby and the rest of my crew. Before I could say another word, I felt a sharp stab in my neck. It took only a matter of seconds for the potent poison to enter my blood stream. Hazy, blackness was overcoming me and I vaguely remember falling or something. They were everywhere…

My head ached badly, but that's normal when you wake up to find yourself with cannibals, right?

Apparently, some of the cannibals remembered my face and brought me with too. They seemed to be highly interested in Will. They poked him, felt his hair and his strange cloths. One came at me, but I bored my eyes into him, which made him keep his distance.

I couldn't move my hands, seeing as they were tied with rope. Will was ahead of me, but tied to a stake like a hog about to be roasted. I was poked with their pointy spears to keep moving across the narrow rope bridge dangling over the precipice with tumultuous water below. My crew was not with me, the savages had apparently put them somewhere for a midnight snack.

We arrived at their campsite and Low and Behold, the one and only Jack Sparrow was sitting in a crude thrown. His face was brightly decorated with paints and eyes were drawn on his cheeks. He held himself in a regal matter, but he was still the backstabbing Jack Sparrow I knew. The others appeared to be worshipping him like a god and presented us to him.

"Jack? Jack Sparrow! I can honestly say I'm glad to see you!" Will was awake.

However, Jack did not reply. He got up and walked over to Will, carrying what looked like a feather duster. He poked his finger into Will's arm as if testing to see how much meat was on him. In the background, I could smell the smoky burning of carcass.

"Jack! It's me! Will Turner!" Will spoke with uncertainty in his voice.

I remained quiet. But I wondered what had happened to the chief that had been leading the tribe before. He was the one who had insisted that I was something to eat. I found the answer when I spotted his head on a pike, drying in the warm sun. Hmm, that was interesting…

"Wah-say kohn." The Captain of the Black Pearl spoke in a strange tongue, "Een dah-lah. Eeseepi."

"Eeseepi." The crowd responded. They all seemed to be drooling over us.

"Tell 'em to let me down." Will said, still believing that Jack controlled them.

"Kay-lay lam. Lam piki-piki. Lam meensy weensy. Lam say-say…eunuchy. Snip-snip." Jack demonstrated with his fingers making a scissors motion.

"Ahhh… eunuchy!" One of the cannibals spoke, he looked vaguely familiar.

As Jack, walked away, I noticed his compass hanging from his waist. I would need that compass to find the key and chest later on.

"Will, obviously these people think he's like a god. He can't be seen speaking to you." I explained to the young man, "So shut up before they kill all three of us!"

"Jack! The Compass! That's all I need, Elizabeth is in danger. We were arrested for trying to help you. She faces the gallows!" Too late, Will spilled out the whole situation.

"Damn it!" I muttered. It was best for Jack to learn as little about our state of affairs as possible. That would give him less time to scheme and plot or try and twist it into his favor.

Jack halted; he turned around and casually walked back, "Say-say lam shoop-shoop sha smalay-lama shoo-koo. Savvy? Ball licky-licky. Ball licky-lickey!"

The crowd repeated, "Ball licky-lickey!"

A/N: This confirms my theory that Disney adds sexual references in there films. Not to mention the giant vagina that swallows Jack up at the end of the movie. Lol.

The group began chanting something, "Boom-shoo-boo, boom-shoo-boo, boom-shoo-boo…"

Jack approached me, "Save me!" He whispered urgently in my ear.

I could only look helplessly back at him. If Jack didn't have a plan then God have mercy on us. We were in a lot of trouble.

"Jack, what did you tell them? No! What about Elizabeth? Jack..!" Will cried.

"What about us is more like it!" I spoke getting angry, "At least poor Elizabeth will have a quick and painless death. We'll be roasting over an open fire!"

Will was carried off to a discreet location, but I was untied and brought over to Jack. They seemed pleased with themselves and spoke in their backwards language.

"Teaki-teaki." Jack ordered, he drew near to me and put his hand on my head. He closed his eyes as if meditating.

"Rochi-chi, uh hala." His voice seemed to waver as if he was reciting some prayer. Then, the captain opened his eyes and two of the cannibals held up face paint.

"Jack! What are they doing?" I asked. The huge, drums started pounding, echoing through the forests. A woman was now applying paint to my face and getting some in my eyes. She stunk really badly.

"The Pelegostos think we are gods, and they will soon free our spirit from our bodies by cutting us open when the drum stops." Jack calmly informed me of this information. He sounded like he was happy to be experiencing this.

"Well, how do we get out of this?" I asked, feeling the time slip away.

"I don't know." Jack seemed to have no worries at the present time.

"How long have you been here?" I inquired.

"A day. So Rummy, are you back in the business?" He made light conversation.

"I still haven't forgotten what you did last time! You almost sunk my ship! There is no way you are getting your filthy hands on my rum." I spoke with my teeth grinding.

Two cannibal women strung a necklace of human toes around Jack's neck.

"Thank you."

Jack did one of the most disgusting things next. He actually bit off a piece of the toenail.

"So you really are mad." I remarked, "That is disgusting Jack."

Typical, he just shrugged. The tribe began constructing a fire in the center; I wonder what that could be used for? I seriously doubted Jack's sanity right now. Actually, I thought I was doomed. Jack had apparently gone nuts, my crew was either dead or locked up somewhere, and I was about to get eaten. The drums continuously pounded giving me a headache.

"Oup! No no! Oi! No no! More Wood! Big fire! Big fire! I am chief! Want big fire! Come on!"

Face palm.

"Oi! Maboogie snickel-snickel. Tout de suite. Come on! More wood!"

The cannibal turned around to gather more kindle and as he looked back, Jack had magically disappeared. The man looked at me like I was the culprit.

"Wait, no! I had no idea he was gonna do that!" I tried to defend myself, "Damn it Jack!" I cursed, "That's great run off and leave me here!" I yelled to the empty forest.

The savage was already gone and I took this chance to run away too. I crossed the rope bridge, not paying much attention to the cages swinging back and forth across the canyon… what? Okay, I'll figure that out later, but then I saw the entire group of Pelegostos standing silently outside one of the huts staring at Jack.

I dove into the bushes, and crawled onto the ground, praying that I wouldn't be spotted.

"Oh, bugger." I heard Jack.

He sprinkled a little paprika onto his armpits, "Little seasoning. Aye?"

I smiled silently, good old Jack. Always trying to lighten up the situation. But now he was caught and I was free. His little escape plan backfired. Oh the irony, but I wasn't going to help this ex-friend out of danger. After all what had he done for me?

Jack was returned to the campsite and tied to a stick. The cannibals danced wildly around him and it brought me great pleasure to see this torment happen to the great Captain Jack Sparrow, commander of the Black Pearl.

One of the natives ran across the rope bridge carrying a torch and announced to the group with a worried expression on his face, "Ahhh! Fye-fye!" I guess this meant something bad by the panicked expression on the crowd.

"Ahhh! Fye-fye!" They repeated as if they were a classroom of children memorizing multiplication tables.

"Da latazo! Da leetozo! Hay la paka say-say." He explained.

They looked back at Jack hanging over the wood for leadership, "Well, go on! Go get them! Hay alla!"

"Hay alla!" They cried, "Alla, alla!"

In their rush to go to wherever they were going, one dropped the torch which lit the dry kindle on fire below Jack. It easily spread and the flames licked hungrily up the branches.

"No! No no! Oi! No no!"

"Not good." Jack spoke as the heat intensified; he started to blow futilely which only caused the wood to ignite more.

"Well, does Captain Jack Sparrow have an escape plan for this?" I asked, emerging from the greenery. There was a devilish grin spreading across my face.

"Rummy, love, help me from this!" He pleaded, trying to soften me up.

"Why? What have you done for me?" I asked innocently, we were both aware of the spreading flames.

"I'll give you gold, treasure! I'm sorry about the whole boat thing, mate." Perspiration was growing on his face, smearing the paint.

"There is one thing I want." I spoke business like, "A favor. If I ask for something, anything at all, you will give it to me, because I saved your life. Got it?" I hoped my plan would work.

"But isn't that sorta open ended?" He asked, "Maybe you should be more specific."

"Maybe you would like to be crispy."

"Fine, it's a deal love. I wish I could shake, but you know…"

"Anything at all." I reminded him.

"Right-o. Just get me down from here."

I kept my end of the promise and untied him from the pole. Perhaps this deal would work out in the end, but Jack Sparrow had a tendency to ignore the rules. We dashed across the bridge and made it onto the beach. My crew was already working on pushing the Jade Chalice back into the water. It was the same with the Black Pearl.

I heard yelling and screeching behind us and saw that our captors were pursuing us. Jack and I sprinted down the clean beach, adrenaline in our blood. Jack was running like a moron, so I quickly passed him up. If he wanted to get caught, that was his problem. My lungs were about to burst and my legs were about to give out, but I grabbed a hold of the rigging and made it onto my ship, Jack did the same.

We cast off, the two ships sailing out at the same time. They looked like twins on the water, I heard Jack call out, "Alas, my children! This is the day you shall always remember as the day you almost-

Splash.

"Captain Jack… Sparrow."

A/N: Thanks for reading! So now you must go to station two and review! Yo soy muy caliente! Chinchillas are friends not furs! Soylent green is people! Hobos are made of little pieces of awesome! A winner is you!

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