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Chapter 5: Welcome Aboard.

Jack's eyes widened and he quickly dove for cover as a cannon whistled and blew the wall to smithereens. Jack looked sadly through the bars as the pirates in the next cell; one by one, escaped. One pirate stopped and turned to him. Next to him Hayley swore.

"Fuck!"

"My sympathies friend, you have no manner of luck at toll." Jack slowly walked towards the hole and leaned against the cell as he watched the prisoners escape. Hayley shook her head and looked around, noticing that outside her cell-a few feet away lay a bone with just a tiny bit of meat on it. A smirk upturned the corners of her mouth. As she took the bone she hardly noticed that the clouds had slipped past the full moon, allowing it's erie light to stream into the cell. Hayley sticked her wrist through the bars and waves it around, trying to coax the dog from its stationary place.

"common puppie, all right doggie…come on…come 'ere you mangy flea bag. Here Spot. Rover. Fido?" nothing happens, Hayley looked over to Jack was was shaking his head in disdain in a 'you're not doing it right' manner, she quirked an eyebrow at him.

"Alright you try, oh most amazing Captain." She tossed the bone into the air which Jack nearly dropped but smirked at her none the less. Leaning against the wall Hayley watched as Jack sticks his hand out of the cell and waved the bone around. Jack gave a couple teasing whistles.

"Common doggie it's just you and me now, you and old Jack-" He turned his attention back to the dog, who surprisingly is inching forward, agin he threw a smug at Hayley who made a face and turned away.

"Common, common boy, that's a good boy, common! Bit closer bit closer!" the dog stood one foot away from the bone and two feet from the bars. He looked at jack strait in the eye, silently laughing at him.

"That's it, that's it doggy. Common you filthy, slimy, mangy, cat-" The sound of a opening door bounced off the stone walls around the circular staircase and echoed in the prision, scared the dog bounds in the opposite direction down a flight of stairs with Jack calling behind it: "No, no, no, no, nononono, I didn't mean it I didn't…" his sentence died on his tongue, the dog was out of sight.

A shot fired somewhere in the prison, Hayley and Jack turned to see a naval officer roll down the stairs and landed at the bottom unconscious. Then a pair of pirates came down; Twigg and Koehler. Twigg looked around.

"This ain't the armory!" he turned to go but Koehler spots Jack, and Hayley. Koehler slid his sword back into the sheath.

"Well, well, well, what do we 'ave 'ere, Twigg. Captain Jack Sparrah" he spits at Jack's feet.

"Huh. Last time I saw you, you were all alone, on a godforsaken island, shrinking into the distance. His fortunes haven't improved much." Twigg said aside to Koehler who chuckled, Hayley cut in.

"Worry about your own fortunes, mate. The deepest circle of hell is reserved for betrayers…and mutineers" Jack stepped close to the bars which put him in a spill of moonlight. Jack and Hayley were tight with furry, and yet a glimmer of happiness spilled into their system when Koehler lashed out through the bars at Hayley, and grabbed her by the shirt.

"What do you have here Sparrah? A little whore following you around?"

"I'm not a whore I'm his-"

"Crew member, the kind that don't mutiny their Captain." Jack said snootily and yet if you were good enough you could hear the spite laced around his words. Twigg grabbed Jack by the throat and he clutched the pirate's wrist, and looked down - Under the moonlight, Koehler and Twigg's arm and hand were skeletal. Jack's eyes glinted but were wide with surprise.

"So there is a curse…that's interesting…"

Koehler sneered at him and shoved Halyey backwards. Twigg follwed in suit and now both out of the moonlight are back to normal.

"the stories are true…" Hayley museed, Koehler ushered Twigg toward the door. He took a moment before he spun around and spat: "you know nothing of hell…" and they left, Hayley shook her head muttering to herself.

"You think you have hell? Just try to deal with Janine when she's PMS-ing, jeeze what a bitch."

~*~

The clouds took their place in front of the moon once again, and left the once decent town of Port Royal in a complete distress. Amid the sound of cannon fire, a longboat, piled high with swag gathered from the town slips through the fog. Elizabeth sat at the prow; columns of water erupted around her from the cannon fire that seemed relentless. She looked around to see another longboat, with another lady-like girl sitting at the prow as well. As soon as the girls' eyes meet they share a hopeful smile. Pushed up the ladder hanging over the side of the ship, Elizabeth doesn't notice which ship she was being put on. Would she be worried? Or honored?-That she now boarded The Black Pearl.

A tall galleon, its wood said to be made from the wood of graveyard trees, its black sails billowing uselessly yet looming high above her. At the bow is an ornately carved figurehead of a woman angel, a small bird taking wing from her outstretched hand. If Elizabeth had seen it maybe she would realize just how much this ship meant freedom.

She was pressed onward and shoved on deck, and then she heard the other captive cry to the pirates holding her bonds.

"Hey watch the hair, do you know how much gel I used this morning? And it was from when I got here! I only have so much you know," she looked at Elizabeth, and smiled, groaning behind her teeth

"Why me?" she asked under her breath to an Unnamed God. Just then a tall, much built black man stood in front of them, his face decorated in his traditional African tribe's way.

"I didn't know we were taking on captives." Said Bo'sun threateningly to Pintel and Ragetti.

"I've invoked the right of parlay!" Sam shouted,. "With Captain Hector Barossa!" The evening light shadowed an imposing figure, his silhouette stood by the wheel, the head turned at the mention of his name. The figure moved toward the stairs a cloud of smoke made him ambiguous to her eye, and then, as if he skipped the stairs, he strode out of the fog on the main deck. A monkey swung off the rigging onto Barbossa's shoulder. Terrified as she was, Elizabeth mustered her courage.

"I am here to negotiate the-" Bo' sun slaps her. Elizabeth turns back to him shocked, that he would hit a woman.

"You'll speak when spoken to." his wrist was then grabbed painfully by Barbossa.

"And ye'll not lay a hand on those under the protection of parlay."

"Aye, sir" replied Bo'san, obviously displeased at what just happened.

"Now as we were saying before we were so rudely interrupted-" Sam started to say but Elizabeth hissed: "I do not believe we're in the position to be making rude remark."

Sam waved it off. "Fine whatever, you talk to them then, but we're gonna get in crap for it."

Elizabeth rolled her eyes and turned back to Barbossa, straitened her posture and continued.

"My apologies miss." Elizabeth nodded.

"Captain Barbossa I have come to negotiate the cessation of hostilities against Port Royal."

Barbossa looked thoughtful for a moment before he replied. "There were alota long words in there miss, we're not but humble pirates." He laughed. "What is it that want?"

"Leave Port Royal and never come back, god, you guys are like my little cousin, destroying everything and never picking up after yourself." Sam said as she scraped the dirt out from underneath her nails. The pirates started to laugh, and then Barbossa turned to Elizabeth,

"I am disinclined to acquiesce to your request."

Elizabeth looked confused.

"Means 'no'" Sam said helpfully. Elizabeth glared hard at them and darted to the rail, pulled out and dangled the Medallion over the side. The monkey screeched, and the pirates went quiet.

"I'll drop it!"

"My holds are bursting with swag. That bit of shine matters to me ... Why?" Barbossa asked suspiciously. Sam rolled her eyes.

"Because it's what you're searching for. You've been searching for it for years! Hence why everyone's been saying how this ship's been prying on everything for so long!"

"And I recognize this ship. I saw it eight years ago, when we made the crossing from England." Elizabeth exclaimed, Barbossa's eyebrows rose under the hat.

"Did you, now?" Elizabeth glared at him. She's getting nowhere.

"Fine. I suppose if this is worthless, there's no reason to keep it –" She flipped the medallion up, off her finger

"NO!" She catches it by the chain, smiles at him triumphantly.

"You have a name, missy?"

"Elizabeth –" Sam cut in, there was no way that Will was going to kiss her and then fall head over heals for this primped up princess.

"Swan," Sam said. "She's the daughter of governor Swam." Barbossa turned to her, his eyes narrowed slightly. Funny how they came together and now this girl was throwing her away.

"What be your name then, miss."

"Samantha Turner" she paused, "I'm a maid in the Miss Elizabeth's household." She curtsies. Barbossa recognized the name Turner and a smirk held the right hand corner of his lip.

"You've got sand, for a maid."

Sam curtsied again. "Thank you, sir."

"And how does a maid come to own a trinket such as that? A family heirloom, perhaps?" Elizabeth was shocked, she was the one supposed to take Will's name, what on earth was going on here!? But she didn't trust herself to speak so said nothing.

"Haven't you pirates ever heard of finders keepers?" Sam said teasingly.

"Aye, but something like that isn't easily…found." Barbossa coaxed, Sam smiled.

"Well of course a family heirloom." She quirked her eyebrow and took the medallion between her fingers and closed it in her palm. Barbossa looked out past the distance for a moment or so then came to a conclusion.

"Very well. You hand that over; we'll put your town to our rudder and ne'er return." Elizabeth looked at Barbossa.

"Can I…we, trust you?"

"It's you who invoked the parlay! Believe me, Miss, you'd best hand it over, now ... or these be the last friendly words you'll hear!" Barbossa threatened, Sam played with it around her fingers, then reluctantly hands it over.

"Our bargain?" Barbossa grined devilishly but then noded to the Bo'sun.

"Still the guns, and stow 'em! Signal the men, set the flags, and make good to clear port!" The booming of the guns ceased and Elizabeth is shocked…wait what about going back home? Barbossa turned on his heal and walked towards the wheel, Elizabeth followed closely

"Wait! You must return us to shore! According to the rules of the Order of the Brethren-" Barbossa spun around, his face inches from her own as he said waspishly.

"First. Your return to shore was not part of our negotiations nor our agreement, and so I 'must' do nothing. Secondly: you must be a pirate for the pirate's code to apply. And you're not. And thirdly the code is more what you'd call … guidelines than actual rules." Sam walked up to them.

"So if she's not going back to port, what about me?" Sam points to herself, her fingers going back and forth from her to Barbossa, who ignored the comment.

"Welcome aboard the Black Pearl, Miss Swan," he turned to Sam, "and Miss Turner." Elizabeth stared in speechless terror at his retreating back while Sam is tried to calculate if she could run fast enough, and the boat is so far away, divided by the distance and speed of other pirates than she could-

~*~

Day had broken, and the sunrise was truly spectacular in Jamaica, Janine mused, she would defiantly have to come back it was a breath-taking sight. It was nearly seven now and she looked at Will. Janine had dragged his body back to the smith's shop and was now watching him in his sleep. Suddenly annoyed she nudged him with her foot.

"common, wake up you've been asleep for nearly 10 hours, that's more sleep than I get in a day with school." Nothing. "FIRE!!" still nothing. Damn. Janine snapped her fingers. Then she spotted the furnace on the other side of the room. An evil grin spread across her face. She walked over and picked up the glowing hot charcoal piece. This would be fun. A few steps away from Will and he stirred awake. Janine's shoulders slumped. she glared at his waking form.

"What…happened…?" he groaned, Janine leaned on the donkey that seemed not to care that he was being used as a wall.

"You got knocked out by my elbow"

"How…?"

"Well I went to swing at a pirate and then you kinda were behind me and then I went whoa! And I hit you...knocked you out actually,"

"You hurt."

"You just can't handle me." She replied smugly.

"…Elizabeth, Sam! They've been-"

"Stolen by pirates?" Janine finished. Will nodded then put the sword into the sheath. Janine quirked an elegant eyebrow her lips turning up into a smile as her blue eyes shined with a mischievous joy.

"Where are you going?"

"To the fort I must find Sam!"

Janine smirked. "You mean Elizabeth."

"Yes, and Elizabeth." Will amended

"Wait! you're not wearing that are you?"

Sorry for the long update slash revise, I actually completely forgot. Hopefully I can do the next one before my mom tells me to clean up the house! ;)

Ciao, ciao

Capt. Blue-Eyed Jane