CHAPTER 9

The crew are tied to the mast and the Interceptor is on fire. Will is trapped and both Jack and I are stood beside each other with the bo'sun's hands on one of our shoulders. The Interceptor blows up and I hear Elizabeth breath, "Will," before she breaks the useless rope knots that binds the crew to the mast and charges at Barbossa, her fists raised.

"You've got to stop it stop it" she yells at him pounding her weak fists upon him he turns grabbing her then shaking her to stop it

"Welcome back, Miss. You took advantage of our hospitality last time. It holds fair now that you return the favour." He smirks before pushing her to the crew and looking me in the eyes, daring me to do something.

"You bastard Barbossa!" I yell. "You just use your crew to hide behind, hoping they will find the weakest spot or worst fear of your prisoners or the ones you hold captive!" I snap, breaking the bo'sun's hold on me and beginning to help Elizabeth fight the crew.

I may not like her because she's a spoilt rich child, but that doesn't mean she should be taken advantage of. Yelling in pain as my hair is pulled, I am pulled away from Elizabeth. My head is forced back as the hand uses my hair to direct me, and I look up as they stop to see Barbossa's livid face meet mine. I pale a little, not enough for anyone to notice, and I force the panic down. The crew are silent as Barbossa lets go of my hair, and I go to run toward Jack, but he grabs my upper arm and I flinch violently. Thankfully no one notices, and he moves his hand to my wrist. Jack has a dagger being held to his throat to stop him from helping me or saying anything. My face is forced near Barbossa's and all the crew are stood watching.

"I didn't need the crew to find yours though, did I?" he snarls, his voice full of venom.

I shake my head. "No, but you didn't find my weakest spot nor my worst fear," I mumble, but our faces being so close he hears.

"So it's not rape," he says, before moving both of his hands to my upper arms and using the hold to force my body into his.

I flinch back, struggling out of his hold. He pulls away and lets one of my arms go ,forcing my chin to up to look him in the eye. When I do, he grins his insane grin and his eyes have a glint in them that I have never seen before. I pale and pull away from him. The dagger at Jack's throat has been moved and Jack noticies I seem panicked.

"Barbossa, let her go!" Jack shouts.

Then the crew seem to remember Elizabeth, who had actually succeeded in moving away from the crew a little so they wouldn't notice and realise she's not there, and grab her again. She screams in fear and I struggle against Barbossa.

"BARBOSSA!" someone yells, and everyone turns to see Will stood on the side of the ship with a pistol pointing at him.

Elizabeth looks so relieved and at this time I am worried yet thankful for Will, since his distraction means I can slip my arm from Barbossa's hand and then move out of the way in case he tries to shoot Barbossa and misses. Unfortunately Barbossa notices and grabs at my hair. I cry out.

"She goes free!" he yells.

"What's in your head, boy?" Barbossa questions, moving forward and dragging me along with him.

"She goes free," he repeats.

"You've got one shot, and we can't die," Barbossa says.

"Don't do anything stupid!" Jack pleads.

"You can't. I can," Will says, stepping up onto the rail of the ship and holding a pistol to his head.

"Like that," Jack sighs.

"Who are you?" Barbossa asks.

He walks forward, pulling me along also, before Jack runs in front of him and him from moving any more, meaning I am forced to stop too. Barbossa pulls his hand up, making my head go with it, and I yell out in pain as some strands of hair are pulled out. Jack winces and looks apologetically at me.

"No one. He's no one-a distant cousin of my aunt's nephew twice removed. Lovely singing voice, though he's a eunuch. Would you mind letting Jasmine go?" Jack makes up an excuse.

Barbossa smirks and holds my hair tighter, his nails digging into the top of my head.

"My name is Will Turner. My father is Bootstrap Bill Turner. His blood runs in my veins," will announces.

"He's the spitting image of old Bootstrap, come back to haunt us!" Ragetti cries out.

"On my word, do as I say or I will pull this trigger and be lost to Davy Jones' locker", Will finishes.

"Name your terms, Mr Turner," Barbossa asks fairly.

I pull away from him once he loosens his hold on my hair a little. He lets go of my hair and allows me to move to Jack, who is a metre away. Jack takes me into his arms and I relax from being tense in Barbossa's hold.

"Elizabeth goes free!" Will yells and I almost sigh. That boy was in love really badly.

"Yes, we know that one. Anything else?" Barbossa asks. Jack is pointing to something or someone.

"And the crew! The crew are not to be harmed," he adds, gesturing to us all with the pistol. I step out of Jack's arms.

"Agreed." Barbossa grins evilly.

He is looking at me with his insane grin, and I flinch. What was he going to do? I panic, looking to Jack for the reassurance that nothing would happen. He gives a small smile, not helping. Two crewmates grab both me and Jack and hold us as Barbossa makes orders and talks to his first mate. He comes down from the helm and orders for all of our crew to be tied tightly to the mast, including Elizabeth and Will. They do that and the two holding me let go, as do the two holding Jack. The first mate is at the helm steering the ship, while barbossa is talking. We go talk to the crew. I'm talking to Elizabeth and Jack is talking to Gibbs.

"Thank you for doing what you did," she says.

"Don't think about it. You don't deserve to be taken advantage of," I chuckle.

"But still. Facing barbossa like that when you obviously fear him..." She says.

"I'm not scared of barbossa just what he will or could do to me. I panic when I'm near him, but I am not scared of him," I snarl.

"Jasmine, behind you!" Will shouts just as Gibbs shouts, "Jack, watch out!"