Ok, I finally got around to writing the next chapter. My dad's laptop is broken, so I haven't been able to type on that anytime I would like to like I used to, so my computer time has been limited. Then our computer caught a virus, and needed some 'chicken soup'. Sorry it took forever to update, but here it is.

Chapter 14

I climbed up into the crows nest and sat down. It was calm up here. All I wanted to do was be alone and think.

I curled up into a ball and began to cry again. Jack was gone again. And I had only just gotten him back.

After awhile, I heard some yelling from the deck. I looked down and saw Will and Elizabeth giving orders with Mr. Gibbs and Anna Maria. They wanted everyone to throw stuff overboard. I watched as the crew obeyed and barrels of water and other items went careening over the side of the boat.

I glanced behind us, back toward the Isle de Muerta, and saw the Black Pearl sailing after us. They were catching up fast.

I felt hope rising in my chest. Jack might still be alive and well. But then again, he was with Barbossa. So maybe not.

But I could only hope he was.

I clambered down onto the deck as fast as I could.

The Pearl was almost right next to us now.

Cannons boomed, smoke filled the air. The ship pitched as cannon balls hit the ship. I coughed and was pulled down by Will.

"Get down, Saoirse! Do you want to get killed?" He whispered angrily. "Go below decks and hide. I don't want you getting hurt."

"No! I want to fight!" I protseted.

"Saoirse, listen to me. If you stay up here, you will get killed. So, please listen to me and go below decks."

"Fine." I scowled, and headed for the stairs. I saw Mr. Gibbs shooting a gun across to the Pearl as I walked to the stairs. When I got halfway down the stairs, I felt someone pushing me forward from behind.

It was Will.

"Move Saoirse! They want the medallion! We have to find it!" We scurried down the steps. Once we hit the floor, we also hit water. The boat was sinking. We waded through the water, searching for the medallion. I looked up and spotted a monkey. It was holding the medallion.

"Will," I gasped, and pointed at the monkey. "Monkey!"

"Hey!" Will shouted and dashed toward the monkey. The monkey nimbly darted out of the way and disappeared from sight. Will swam in the direction that it disappeared, then went toward the door.

"We're trapped! The door won't open!" He yelled.

"Great! Now we lost the medallion and we're trapped! What next? The ship blows up?!?" I shrieked in irritation.

While I was ranting, Will was wading over to a grate in the floor of the deck. Well, our ceiling.

"HELP!!! SOMEBODY HELP!!!" He shouted.

Hehehe, do they live, or do they die? That is the question. Tune in next time to find out!

~jacquline