You were bound and roughly thrown to the ground. Blindfolded, you can not tell who has you.

"Just sit right down, Mrs. Sparrow, just like that. This will all be over quicker than you can blink." the cruel sounding voice said.

Mrs. Sparrow? Oh, wait. That's you. But, the words 'All be over' were more than a little unnerving. But, you refuse to let it show.

"Unhand me, you filthy bilge rats! I'll have your heads chopped off and tossed into Davy Jones' Locker with the rest of you!"

"There be only one of us. And besides, Davy Jones is dead. I saw him killed me self." The voice said.

"Did you?" You speak sarcastically.

"He fell to the bottom of the whirl pool in a maelstrom after Will Turner stabbed Jones' heart."

Silently, you admit everything he's saying lines up with Jack's stories.

"Jack loves you, right my dear?"

You hesitate to respond, knowing that your answer holds the power to place both your life and Jack's in jeopardy.

"Ah, so he does. Then I hope, for your sake, he'll choose you over the Pearl and return my precious Pearl to me in order to get you back for himself."

"Barbossa!" The name flies from your lips.

Jack had told you about him and his fiendish ways. Captain Hector Barbossa believed the Black Pearl was his due to the mutiny he had led against Jack so many years ago. Even now, their feud. was still going on. "I can't believe you'd stoop so low!"

He took off your blindfold, now seeing no point in concealing his identity. "Believe it, lass. For too long have not felt the deck of me ship under me feet. For too long, I have not held the helm in me own hands. For too long I have not commanded me own crew-"

"I get it!" you groan. "Shut up!"

You feel the muzzle of a gun between your shoulder blades.

"Let this be the last time you tell me to shut up." Barbossa hisses.

You wait until you hear the clicks of him holstering his pistol before you decide to speak.

"Let this be the last time you kidnap me."

"I could just kill you now."

You decide to shut up.

Eventually a thought occurs to you.

"Jack doesn't know where I am. How can you expect him to find me and give you the Pearl if he has no idea what has happened to me?"

"He'll find you soon enough, lass. I recommend you don't worry."

You roll your eyes, but then you get an amazingly amazing idea.

"Do you have any rum, Captain Barbossa?"

He nods, smiling. He pulls a large bottle out from seemingly nowhere.

Listening to Jack's old stories has finally paid off.