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Sorry about waiting so long to update. Writers block and all that. I started this chapter a few weeks ago and managed to finish it today. I hope you enjoy it. I appologize in advance for any mistakes in spelling or otherwise.
Jack called everyone's attention once he walked on deck. "All right everyone. A show of hands; how many of you know what the Bermuda Triangle is?"
Unsurprisingly everyone's hand shot into the air save for of course Will's and Norrington's. The one looked interested while the other just rolled their eyes and stared at the sky.
"Well, while plotting our course, AnaMaria and I have surmised that we are as of this very moment...traveling through...the Triangle."
He stopped speaking and everyone just basically looked at him and then at each other. All at once everyone began speaking and most likely none of it was good.
"Cómo can esto be sucediendo?" How can this be happening?
"Il Triangolo! Nessuno uno sempre via di uscita dal abissi di..." The Triangle! No one ever escaped from the depths of...
"Se que nous état du terrain à font Jack?" What're we going to do Jack?
Ana gave everyone a menacing stare and that shut their mouths at least for the moment.
"For the time being we are going to have to go on with business as usual. Working together, I'm sure that this lot is capable of escaping," Jack said with vigor. Everyone else however continued to stare and not say a single word. "Well, back to work then. Go on."
As everyone began to go, Jack called out to Will and told him to come over for a moment. Jack wrapped an arm around Will's shoulders and the boy immediately tensed.
"Relax William; I would think that by now even you would know that I do not mean you any sort of harm."
He led Will into his cabin and shut the door behind him. Jack pointed to a seat and Will sat down. He looked down at the table before him where the map was still unrolled showing their course. Rather than relying on words, Will pointed at the map as if to ask if this was what Jack wanted to speak with him about.
"Aye. Now the two of us are going to plot a way of escaping this predicament. Away from Ana."
Will raised an eyebrow at this.
"I know that this seems mad; but really, at this point do you expect any less from me?"
The brow slowly fell as Will then leaned over the map. "Ces eaux?" he murmured while running his finger along the path.
"Ah, what about the sea?" Jack asked.
Will looked at Jack and opened his mouth widely, attempting to form the words that were in mind. "Wha-whad iza de pat?"
Jack looked at Will very hard. "De whot?"
"De pat! De pat! De, uh..." Will smacked his forehead, trying to think of the right word. "De courr-"
"Courr-?" Jack repeated.
"Courr-ant!"
"Courrant? Cour-cur-current! The current; you want to know what the current is?!"
Will nodded his head vigorously. Jack ran to the deck to check the wind's course. "Southeasterly I'd say."
"Den le bateau; c'est vrai, oui?"
Jack frowned suddenly. Something just didn't feel right.
Will thought he might be able to translate better by fighting some more of whatever this curse was upon him. "De ship-"
"No, William, I know what you said. But something just doesn't feel right." He looked at the boy. "Close your eyes." Slowly, Will did as he asked. "Do you feel the waves just below the surface?"
Will nodded; of course he did, he'd felt it all day go from a bit bumpy to somewhat ideal.
"Does it feel though," Jack said raising a finger, "as though the ship is going anywhere at all?"
Will opened his eyes to glare but Jack smacked him on the back of the head with his hand and Will closed his eyes once again.
"Il est stupide de penser-" he had begun to mutter when he suddenly felt that the waves bobbed the ship up and down but not from side to side. Will opened his eyes and breathily asked, "An-cor?"
"William," Jack said, "we haven't bloody well dropped anchor yet." He pointed and indeed the anchor was in fact still in place, right where they had left it.
"Merde," Will finally murmured causing Jack to raise his own eyebrows.
"Why William, I didn't know you had it in you! Come now; let's get back to planning, aye? And keep a sharp eye." He pulled Will back into the cabin and slammed the door shut behind him once again.
Jack meanwhile had earlier placed Ana on duty to make sure that everything was basically copacetic among the crew even though most of them had no idea what the others were saying. It was not as though she didn't trust Sparrow; she just didn't like that he left her this job while doing who knows what with Turner in his cabin.
She saw the two of them come out earlier and say things before going back inside. However that was two hours ago now; shouldn't they have figured something out by now?
"Wait, this is Turner and Sparrow we're talking about," she said, rolling her eyes in the process.
Turner's girl came over and said something which Ana did not understand in the slightest. The girl talked slowly, as though attempting to fight off whatever curse or enchantment was placed on her but it wasn't working. The girl then resorted to pointing over the side of the ship.
"You want me to see something?" Ana asked.
Elizabeth nodded and led the way. Both Ana and Elizabeth looked over the rail and noticed small bubbles coming to the surface.
"What is that?" Ana asked.
A split second later the bubbles became much larger and something in the water exploded sending a giant wave crashing against the side of the ship causing everyone to fall to the deck.
"What was that?" Jack asked, running out the door.
Everyone on the crew was attempting to stand and talk to each other. Another wave hit the ship from below and everyone was knocked over yet again.
The sky seemed to darken as a swirling vortex of water appeared on the deck and when it stopped, a man appeared. Jack jumped to his feet and a group of men in the crew (Will included) tried to jump this person. A spinning shield of water protected him from their attack. Elizabeth ran to Will's side as the man laughed.
"Did you honestly think you mere mortals would cause me any sort of harm?" he said in a booming voice.
"You're de one behind this!" Marty said.
"Aye; Guardian of the Atlantic and Keeper of the prisoners within my Triangle."
"Pre-zon-ers?" Will said.
"Yes; the only way you can leave is if I receive...payment," he said walking back and forth.
"Payment in what form?" Jack asked shrewdly.
The man walked about the deck before stopping by AnaMaria. "She'll do," the Guardian said, grabbing her arm and vanishing quickly in another swirl of water.
"Ana!" Jack shouted.
It was no use, they were both gone.
"Agua! Agua! Salto!" Norrington said before jumping into the water himself.
"William, you're in charge," Jack said before following after him.
I hope things made sense here. Hopefully I'll have another chapter out quickly (and I'm sorry if I don't) Thank you very much for reading. Only a few chapters are left.