I finally understood what parley meant after a large, heavily built, black pirate grabbed me by the waist and hoisted me over his shoulder, grumbling about taking me and Jack to see the captain. This slightly annoyed me since I wasn't the one wanting to see the captain, Jack was.
"Don't you think that maybe having your captain talk to the both of us is a little unnecessary?" I whispered to the guy holding me. His grip tightened for a spilt second making me gasp for air, and he glared up at me.
I'm taking that as a no...
I smiled innocently at him until he turned his head back around to watch where he was going. In front of us, Jack was being lead with pistols in his back from the blond pirate and his partner. From the hateful looks Jack was receiving from everyone, it was hard to believe that they had once been his crew that probably would have happily done anything that he asked him to without question. It made me wonder why he really got mutinied against in the first place.
With my mind wondering, I didn't notice we had stopped, and by the time I did, the pirate holding me dropped me onto the ground, letting me land on my face.
Bastard
I stood up, wiped off the dirt, and faced Jack who was staring at me with a smirk on his face.
"Nice landing." He whispered to me, trying hard not to laugh.
"It's not my fault! He just dropped me!" I whispered back, but whatever I told him didn't matter, he still was laughing. "No consideration at all!" I added, suddenly having the feeling that someone was watching me. I slowly turned to find the pirate standing right behind me, glaring at me.
My eyes went wide. "Hebe..." He didn't move, but just stayed there, towering over me. I bit my lip, thinking of something off the top of my head. "Did I also mention that you're so very handsome?"
His hands clenched into fists, but he rolled his eyes and walked away. I sighed in relief, turning back around to face Jack.
"I wouldn't mess with him." Jack said, eyes flickering toward where the pirate had been standing. "Nasty temper."
"I think I could've figured that out for myself, thanks." I replied, but he didn't pay attention for another pirate had entered the cave, making everyone go silent. He crossed the cave toward Jack, the group of pirates letting him through quickly.
When I realized who it was, I was somewhat in shock. Captain Barbossa's looks surprised me; I didn't have to be a tailor to tell that his clothes, which were elegant for a man like himself, was not what a normal pirate would wear.
A big, round, dark blue hat that was decorated with plumes, covered up most of his long auburn grey hair that hung loosely around his shoulders, and straggly beard ran down to the base of his neck. His dress attire consisted of dark brown, full breeches, a brown waistcoat that was elaborately ornamented by a pattern and a grey coat with black cuffs. If it weren't for the scars around his yellow eyes that unnerved you, and the look of disgust on his face, he could have looked almost friendly.
"How the blazes did you get off that island?" He asked Jack, his voice sending chills down my spine. Jack leaned against the oar that he still had with him, and smiled at Barbossa.
"When you marooned me on that godforsaken spit of land, you forgot one very important thing, mate." He told him. Barbossa's eyes went narrow, as Jack finished. "I'm Captain Jack Sparrow."
"Ah, well, I won't be making that mistake again." Barbossa replied, and turned to face his crew. "Gents, you all remember Captain Jack Sparrow?" This caused chuckling to go through the crowd; many of the pirates cocked their pistols as Barbossa turned to face us again. "Kill him. And his lady friend, as well."
He turned to leave as all the pirates raised their pistols to our heads.
My life sucks...
Just when I thought I saw my life flash before my eyes, Jack spoke up.
"The girl's blood didn't work, did it?" He said, making Barbossa stop short; even though I couldn't see his face, I could tell he was thinking something over.
"Hold your fire!" He ordered his crew, who looked disappointed. Barbossa turned look at us with a slight smirk on his face. "You know whose blood we need?" He asked Jack who also started to smirk.
"I know whose blood ye need."
Barbossa looked at the ground thoughtfully for a moment, and Jack's eyes flickered to me in an ashamed sort of way. I suddenly understood, my eyes went wide and I shook my head quickly. "Jack, please tell me that you didn't do-"
But it was too late, Barbossa's face had broken into a smile and he ordered his crew to head out after the Interceptor. Jack threw me another apologetic look before the large pirate slung me over his shoulder, carrying me toward the boats.
This time, I'm really going to kill him...