Well, I did it again, I was in the middle of story, and then finals reared their ugly head. The good news is I survived my first year of college and finally started working on this story again. I'm so sorry to everyone who's been reading this and waiting for an update! Please continue to read and review, and I'll try to keep updating regularly.

Will had never seen Jack quite like this. He had never looked quite so possessed. He seemed hell bent in the mission ahead if them. Striding along the shore towards the city, Will was barley able to keep up with him. Will noticed that as they walked, Jack never took his eyes off the Pearl. He couldn't seem to pry his eyes away from the former pirate vessel, now dressed sharply in the Navy's blue and gold.

"A Navy ship! A bloody ship of the fleet! Why didn't he just set fire to it?"

"Well, it is logical. I mean, you did sort of get his other ship blown up." Will said matter-of-factly. He immediately cringed as Jack tore his gaze away form the ship to give Will with an icy stare. Apparently the question was meant to be rhetorical.

"I would have preferred he blow up the Pearl rather then turning her into…that! He spat, gesturing toward the ship.

Jack suddenly spun around and stared hard at Will, his eyes narrowing. "Did you know about this?"

"What? No! I mean, I knew that there was another Navy ship besides the Dauntless, but I had no clue the Freedom and the Pearl were the same ship!"

"But you knew of the Freedom?"

"Of course! Everyone has! Since she first appeared in Port Royal, piracy has virtually been wiped out!" Will saw Jack's expression at hearing that the Pearl had gone from being the most feared pirate ship in the Caribbean to the most effective eradicator of them, and quickly tried to change the subject. "Umm Jack, what exactly is our plan, now that we're here? We can just go waltzing into town."

"Because I'm still a wanted pirate?"

"Well, yes. That and the fact that you're dead"

Jack scowled a moment at being reminded of the fact that he no longer existed, but suddenly his eyes grew wide, and a grin spread across his face. A grin that never failed to make Will incredibly nervous.

"Will, you said that everyone knew about the Pearl's capture right?"

"Yes…"

"And what about my untimely demise?"

"Oh yes, word spread to Port Royal quickly from what I heard. The Navy was happy to advertise your death. Even if I wasn't at their hands. They thought it would further convince people that piracy was really dead. If fact, there were even some catchy limericks made up about it.

Jack the pirate was crazy,

'Till he lost his ship and got lazy.

Was drinking one day

But a cork got in the way,

Now he's pushing up daisies.

Jack stared at Will a moment before answering deadpan. " Lovely. We need to get into town. I think we need to perform a little experiment. "

"There's more."

"More what?"

"Limericks"

"Fantastic. Now if we come around by the docks-"

"There once was a pirate named Jack,

Proper drinking skills he did lack,

On a cork he did choke,

The sorry old bloke,

No one gave him a pat on the back."

"Once again, lovely. That will do. Now if we can focus-"

"Jack, Jack he choked on a cork

Jack Jack what a dor- OW!"

Jack and Will made it to the edge of Port Royal as night engulfed the city. Will stood behind Jack and craned his neck to see around the building they were hiding behind while rubbing a still-smarting backside he received courtesy of Jack's cutlass.

"So what is this experiment all about?" Will whispered.

"You'll see." Jack replied. " We just need to find the right subject."

Just then, a figure turned a corner and started heading towards them. Jack recognized him as Mullroy, the perpetually inept redcoat from years ago.

"Perfect." Jack murmured.

Just as the man passed by their hiding place, Jack leapt out and stood before the shocked man in all his piratey glory. Mullroy's jaw dropped and his eyes flew open.

Jack grinned, receiving the exact reaction he had hoped for. He leaned in towards the horrified man, causing him to lean back until he was nearly falling over and then asked, "Excuse me, have you seen my ship?"

Mullroy's eyes grew even wider, which Jack would have thought was impossible, and the poor man began to stammer. "B-b-but it's not. Y-y-ou're not…"

Jack grinned once more, leaned just a little closer towards Mullroy and said. "Boo"

Mullroy turned around so quickly, he got tangled in his own legs and fell over. He got up and took off in the opposite direction as fast his legs could carry him. Jack grinned wider, his hands on his hips.

Will finally came out of his hiding place after Mullroy was long out of sight. "Well that was certainly something. He looked like- "

"He'd seen a ghost?" Jack finished, grinning. What do you say we go pay the Governor a little visit?

Next Chapter: A Visit to the Governor's