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Thanks for the reviews. I hope everyone had a nice New Year. Here's the next chapter with a bit of a twist. Enjoy.
"Jack, for the last time no I don't have any coconuts!"
Jack frowned. "You had some before though mate."
"Yes," James said while nodding, "back at the beach. But we're not at the beach at the moment now are we?"
"We're not?" Jack asked looking around.
James smacked his forehead. "Sometimes Sparrow you are just so dense...are you still drunk?"
Jack thought it over for about a minute and a half. "Maybe a little," he said leaning forward ever so slightly and then leaning back again.
"Ugh." James then felt Jack begin to poke him on the shoulder several times. "What is it now Sparrow?"
"They're gone." James quickly sat up and looked around.
"Gone, what do you mean gone. They were here just a few seconds ago."
"Actually they went back in the direction of the beach about an hour ago."
"An hour ago?! Why didn't you say anything?"
This time Jack actually had the decency to look a little ashamed. "I sort of thought they wanted some alone time and that we'd just be in the way."
"Well we should go and find them I think." James got to his feet and began to walk away. Jack followed suit and the two went off. "Wait, is that why you started asking about coconuts?"
Jack smiled and looked down at his feet. "Yeah; hence the coconuts."
James was sitting down in the cell when the door opened and Will was brought inside.
"Turner, you're not going to last much longer if you keep this up," James said coming to the boy's side.
Will didn't say anything however. He continued laying on his stomach and brought his hands to his face in order to think.
"Turner, is something wrong?"
"I saw her."
"Her?" James asked confused. "Who did you see?"
Will looked him right in the eyes and let out a quiet sigh. "Elizabeth. She's on Kitchen Duty."
A few who were nearby shuddered and gasped.
"Kitchen Duty is not a good place for a woman to be," one of the prisoners named David said while shaking his head.
"Why?" James asked.
"The prettiest girls are put on Kitchen duty become concubines for the Captain."
Will sat up and both he and James gaped at the man's words.
"Concu-" James started to say.
"Aye," another man named Victor piped in, "the Captain only likes the prettiest and they are the ones given the easier tasks. The man is insatiable."
"This, he, I, I have to go see her James. Tonight."
"Ha, you'll be lucky to even leave here. How do ye plan on seeing this "girl"?" David asked.
"First of all, she's my wife," Will said angrily. "And I've got a plan..."
"What are you going to-?"
Will lay on his back and started to scream. He was so loud that it woke up everyone in the holding cell.
"Shut him up!"
"Make him stop!"
"It hurts!" Will shouted at the top of his lungs.
"I think he's dying," one of the female prisoners said, covering her ears.
"Will, what's going-"
"What's all the ruckus in here?!"
Over Will's screams, no one heard the door open and now one of the crew members was standing at the door. Will continued to writhe and scream at the top of his lungs.
"Something's wrong with him. I think it might be his injuries, sir," James said.
The man took one long look at Will and finally picked him up, put him over his shoulder (as Will had lost a lot of weight already) and carried him away.
"Godspeed Turner," James muttered as the door shut.
Jack and James finally arrived back at the beach but they weren't there.
"Where did all of these footprints come from?" Jack asked.
James bent over to investigate when an arrow nearly skewered him. He and Jack looked just in time to see a group of people dressed in strange ensembles aiming weapons at them. The two men held up their hands in surrender.
"Parlay?" Jack said.
James rolled his eyes and put his hands down. The people now all aimed at him so he put them back up again.
"Wat zouden wij met hen moeten doen?" one of the males with the loincloth asked.
Jack and James looked at each other and then back at the others.
"Wij zullen hen aan onze Koning en Koningin nemen! Zij zullen wat om weten te doen," another man said.
"Huh?" Jack asked James.
"Oh, like I understand what the natives are saying," James said, voice dripping with sarcasm.
The two men were grabbed by the shoulders and pushed somewhere in the woods which they had yet to see.
"I don't see hide nor hair of Will or Elizabeth," Jack muttered from the side of his mouth.
They arrived at a village. There were men, women and even a few children who were building homes, mending clothes and even food over an open flame.
"Were these people always here?" Jack asked from the side of his mouth.
"Waar zijn de Koning en de Koningin?"
"Binnen hun huis," one of the native women answered.
"Did you catch any of that?" James asked.
He and Jack were led to the only hut which seemed to be finished, mainly because it was the only one with a roof on top. It was also likely to be the largest that these people would be willing to build. The man at the front of the group made a call like some sort of bird. The door opened and a head poked out. Words were exchanged and the group was led inside.
Hidden in the shadows were two people sitting side by side with other natives standing by their sides. These were likely the rulers of the people.
Everyone went down on one knee and James and Jack were forced to do the same.
"Wat gebeurt?" a female voice asked.
"Gevangenen."
"Can't you lot speak anything other than this gibberish?" Jack asked.
The one sitting on the left leaned forward slightly so everyone could see his face. It was covered with strange make-up and markings but there was no denying who it was. "Jack?"
"William?"
I used a Dutch translater for their speaking so I don't know how acurate this is (I'm not creative enough to come up with my own made up language lol):
-Wat zouden wij met hen moeten doen? "What should we do with them?
-Wij zullen hen aan onze Koning en Koningin nemen! Zij zullen wat om weten te doen "We'll take them to the King and Queen. They'll know what to do."
-Waar zijn de Koning en de Koningin? "Where are the King and Queen?"
-Binnen hun huis "Within their house"
-Wat gebeurt? "What's happening?"
-Gevangenen "Prisoners"
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