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Chapter Five

"Jack!" I gasped when he let go of my mouth. "What are you doing here? How did you get on this ship?"

We were back in my room and he was sitting exhausted on my bed. I was too nervous to sit down, so I was pacing back and forth around the room. There was something completely wrong that Jack was here the whole time and didn't even make his presence known.

Jack shook his head. "This isn't just a mere ship. It's one of Davy Jones'."

I looked at him curiously. "What do you mean, one of Davy Jones'?"

"This is one of the ones he keeps moored out on the beach, so when some desperate fools come to it, they think they're in luck and they take it out to sea—and once their out in the open water, he sets his beastie on it," Jack gasped.

A lump rose into my throat. One of Davy Jones' ships? This couldn't be real. It seems as if we attracted all the bad lucky in the world.

I clenched my fist angrily. "So now what do we do?"

"Go to the crew, tell them what I said and get off as fast as you can. Nothing on this ship can be trusted. Not even the clothes in the cupboard," Jack said.

I clutched the clothes that I wore. Even the clothes I wore had consequences, as it seemed. I wanted to know what would happen, but I also thought it better not to, either. Some things were best left in the dark.

"And how did you get onto this ship, Jack?" I asked faintly. Everything seemed suddenly too much. I needed some time alone to think about everything I had heard. It was all too much.

"Davy Jones put me here as a prisoner. He thought it would be the best place to keep me," Jack said bitterly.

I shook my head. "I can't believe all this is real. I never really read about Davy Jones. I couldn't have cared less—I thought it was just stories."

"All stories a little bit of truth in it, love," Jack said.

"So I've become forced to see," I replied. "I better go find Will."

Jack struggled to get up and grabbed my arm. "I'll go with you. Please don't leave me here alone. He might find me here."

I knew whom he was talking about. As much as I wanted to insist that he stay here and rest, I didn't want the risk of any more trouble coming to him. I held out a hand, helping Jack to his feet. As much as I resisted, I couldn't help but feel sadness for the man who I knew to be a strong and resilient kind of man. Soon we were outside the room and on our way.

"Do you know where Will is?" Jack asked, breaking the silence between us.

"He's supposed to be on deck, but where I wouldn't have any clue," I answered.

Jack nodded. "Life of a seaman never rests, wouldn't you say?"

I managed a smile. "Or the life of a pirate, wouldn't you say, Jack?"

"That's Captain Jack Sparrow for you," Jack said jokingly and we both laughed. I was glad to see that he was quickly becoming the man that I've known him to be.

Not a moment too soon, we reached the deck and I looked around with anticipation. The whole crew was doing what it was supposed to be doing, but I didn't see any sign of Will. A feeling of foreboding swept over me. Something wasn't quite right here.

"Why, isn't it the famous Captain Jack Sparrow," Barbossa exclaimed, coming over to where we stood. "Last time I saw you, you had put a shot through my heart and left with no more than a memory."

Jack swept into a large bow. "Funny how all that works out, eh? We all get paid what we doled out."

"So tell me, captain," Barbossa mocked. "How in God's name did you get on this god-forsaken ship?"

"Ah, that's a story told by the fireside and scare all the little wee ones, mate," Jack said.

Barbossa stared at him with obvious disgust. "Don't play games with me, Jack. I don't have time to play your games."

"And you know, I don't have time to play yours. So I would say we're even, savvy?" Jack asked, the hint of his amused smile spread across his face.

I couldn't take it anymore. Stepping foreword, I pushed Jack out the way, not un-lightly.

"Barbossa, where has Will gone? We need to speak with him immediately. It's rather important," I stated.

Barbossa turned to regard me. "I thought I told you to stay down below, where it was safe."

I gritted my teeth. "Nowhere on this ship is safe. If you please, could you tell me where Will is, now?"

Barbossa laughed. "Last time I checked, I was the captain of this ship, Miss Turner. And last time I checked, you were lucky to be on this ship at all."

Jack pushed me out the way. "Seeing as there's no way around it, let's get on with it, savvy?"

"Not without Will," I protested angrily. "He has a right to be—"

"William Turner has no right, just as the rest of this crew has no right," Barbossa spat out just as angrily.

Without thinking, I strode over to Barbossa and smacked him hard across the face. Everybody on deck fell silent and stopped what they were doing. No one in history had ever done that before, at least in their reckoning.

Barbossa stared at me in shock. It seemed as if he couldn't speak, as he kept opening his mouth to say something, but closed his mouth again as if he didn't have the right words. I smiled smugly at him. It served him right. Turning to his two old cronies from when he was captain of the Black Pearl, Pintel and Ragetti, he motioned for them to come over.

"Put Miss Elizabeth Turner into the jail hold, if you please," Barbossa growled. "She might learn her place there."

"Aye, sir," they said together and they came over and seized my arms.

I struggled violently against their grip. "You can't do this, Barbossa!"

He smiled smugly back at me. "Pirate."

"And my name is Miss Swann," I growled back at him.

Barbossa laughed. "Please forgive me, but I have a bad memory. You'll always be a Miss Turner to me."

Pintel and Ragetti began to drag me back down below deck. I struggled just as hard to have a few extra moments on deck.

"This is wrong, this is all wrong!" I shouted at Barbossa. "Jack, please, do something!"

But it seemed as if Jack couldn't or wouldn't do anything about it. Soon I was dragged down below deck and my hope disappeared. There was no escape now.

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Author's Note: Chapter Five for everybody. I hope everybody's enjoyed it. I thought I might put a little twist in it, though it might not go with the Davy Jones legend, whatever that might be, my knowledge is limited. But that's ok. Thanks to everybody who's reviewed, it's encouraged me to keep writing this story and I hope you continue to review and enjoy the story and I'll update when I can.