A/N: Omg, ppl! I am so sorry to keep u guys waiting! I've just been caught up with school and stuff like that. So sorry, anyway, last chappy (Unless you count the epilogue). Enjoy!

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Davey Jones looked around out at the sea. It was nearly dark. Wonder where he his, he thought. Davey continued to sharpen his dagger. "Oh, I am going to love teaching this scally-wag a lesson!" he said, evily.

"Jack! I think I see it!" Derik yelled from the crow's nest. Jack looked through his telescope at the ship ahead. It was defenietly the Dutchman.

Jack put it away and yelled for Will to drive the boat towards it. Within a few minutes, Jack and his crew were face to face with Davey and his own cew.

Davey smiled, feeling the adrenline rush, knowing for once, Jack Sparrow can not win. "So, lad, what can I do you for?" he said, sarastically. With out warning, Jac leaped to the other boat, drew his sword, and pointed it at Davey's neck.

For once in probably his whole life, Jack was serious. He was not in the mood for childish games. He didn't want to talk his way like a smart-alec out of this like he usually did. No. Not now. Not while the woman he loved was being held hostage by this terrible... half man half sea creature thing...

"Where is she, Jones?" he said. "Where is Elizabeth?"

"Oh, you mean the girl," Davey said. "She right here!"

Suddenly, two of Davey's crew members brought Elizabeth out of the captain's lodge, and threw her to Davey. He held her hands behind her back, and pulled out his dagger.

"You killed the Kraken, Jack," he said, brutaly. "You took away my only friend. I'm now alone in the world with no heart, soul, or companion! Now, you will see what it's like to loose the one you love!"

"NO-!" Jack cried as Davey raised his dagger.

"STOOOOOOOOP!" cried a voice, suddenly. Brianna jumped onto The Flying Dutchman.

"Jack is not the man you want revenge on!" Brianna cried. "I am the one who killed your Kraken! It was my harpoon that was speared in it's gills, and it was my hands that directed the harpoon. Do not kill Elizabeth! I'm the one who should pay!"

"How do I know your not trying to save her when you didn't kill it?" Davey asked, suspicously.

"I haven't washed my hands in four days. When the Kraken's blood flowed into the sea i picked it up! See?"

Brianna showed her hands. Dark blue stains were splattered here and there on her palms. Davey let go of Elizabeth and pushed her towards Jack. He grabbed Brianna and raised his dagger.

Then, without warning, a bullet shot Davey's dagger out of his hand.

That bullet came from Derik's pistol. "Get your filthy slimy hands off of my Brianna!" he yelled, swinging onto the Dutchman.

"What?" Davey cried. "She's your gal?"

"Leave her!" Will said, suddenly, jumping onto the ship, pointing his sword at him.

"And we'll leave you," Bootstrap said, joining his son.

Davey sighed and looked at Jack's "crew".

There was the infamous buccanner we're all pretty much familiar with, with this so called "Elizabeth" in his arms. There was a tattered, rougue looking girl who seemed sixteen, with her boyfriend who was just as tattered and torn as she was. Then, there was that pathetic, useless pretty-boy, Will Turner, and his father who had been restored to his real appearence.

Davey laughed a harsh laugh. "What a sorry excuse for a crew, Jack," he chuckled. "You, this woman, the two Turners, an un-impressive looking boy, and a tattered up sixteen year old!"

"I... Am... NINETEEN!" Brianna yelled, suddenly taking out her sword and pulling an attack move on Davey. He pulled out his sword just in time and blocking it.

Jack, Will, Elizabeth, and Bootstrap were soon caught up in a tremendous fight. Jack and Elizabeth watched each others back while trying to fight off half the crew that pretty much surrounded them. Will and his dad doing the same teqnique.

Brianna and Derik were fighting Davey Jones. For two against one, Davey was a very good sword fighter.

They all fought for an hour or so until they're arms just couldn't take the fighting any more. Jack, Elizabeth, Brianna, Will, Derik, and Bootstrap dropped their swords and were soon surrounded by the whole crew, Davey stood infront of them.

"You can't beat me," he said, evily. "I'm just to strong. Give it up! It's done! Over! Kaput!"

Jack sighed. He walked up to Davey and said: "I guess your right mate. You are just to strong to be beaten. However... can you be beaten by this?"

After those few words, Jack took his sword and stabbed him! As the crew rushed to their captain to help him.

Jack beconned his crew to follow him as he ran. After they leaped onto their ship, and sailed away as fast as they could.

Everyone cheered and rejoiced for escaping Davey Jones and his crew of monsters alive.

"Well, do you think this would conclued our run acroos the sea?" Elizabeth asked Jack while he steered.

"I highly doubt it, love," Jack smirked, pulling her close, "I highly doubt it..."