"We've come up on land, Captain!"

The sound of Gibbs' voice woke Star sharply. She looked out the window and saw a seemingly deserted island, covered with sand up until a treeline that signaled the beginning of a dense tropical forest. It was striking to see the contrast between the dull grey-brown of the sand and the vibrant, vivid green of the rainforest.

As Star walked out of the cabin, Jack greeted her with his same crooked smile. "I trust you slept well, luv? I must admit my bed is VERY comfortable."

Star gagged, disgusted. "Where are we?"

"This, my good lady, is Isla Cruces. Legend has it that it is here where our good friend Mr. Jones keeps his chest."

Star looked at Jack's hand, which was clasping something. "What's that?" she pointed.

Jack took a step back. "Oh, this? This is my compass. It points to the thing you want most in this world."

"So that's how you found Isla Cruces, is it?"

Jack frowned. "Yes…very perceptive of you, luv. You have a pirate's wit, you do."

He turned away. He didn't want her to see that the compass was as of that moment pointing directly at the hand of Star that wielded the Keyblade. He pocketed the compass, put on a cheery grin, and turned back toward Star.

"Well, now, if we're going to find the chest, we'll have to start digging now, as it were."

The bright blue skies were cloudless and beautiful as Star, Jack, Will, and Elizabeth made their way across the small amount of sea between the point where they had left the Pearl and Isla Cruces. Star muttered bitterly to herself. The little rickety rowboat was tough to move across the tumultuous shallows. "I don't understand why I have to do this," Star said angrily.

"Come on, now, luv, it's your adventure! If I didn't let you take a part in your own adventure I wouldn't be the man I am today."

"That's just pirate talk for 'I'm lazy', isn't it?"

"Less talk and more paddle, luv, or we'll never make it to the island before the tide washes the boat away."

"Shut up, already, Jack, we're here!" she said, annoyed, as the boat hit the soft sand of the shore.

Star was the first to jump out of the boat. She kneeled down on the ground, and scooped up a handful of sand. It was grainy and gritty to the touch. She brought it close to her face. It smelled of salt and fish…and wood. This should mean something to her, but she wasn't an expert in tracking or wilderness…or anything of that sort, so she simply said, "It's good to be back on land."

Jack threw her a shovel from inside the boat, which she had to quickly drop the sand to catch. She muttered angrily at him.

"Come on now, luv, you can't expect me to do ALL the work."

"You haven't done ANY work, you idiot!"

Elizabeth and Will, feeling tension, decided to step in. "Come on," said Will, "let's go find that chest."

Elizabeth grabbed a shovel and jumped readily out of the boat. "Enough talk, let's do it!"

Jack stood up and pulled out his compass. "Okay! We'll start digging in…" he paused, waving his finger in the air. Something about the compass was disturbing him. "…a general…" he pointed to his right, abruptly. "…THAT WAY direction."

Star raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure about that?"

Jack slammed the compass shut and pocketed it. "Of course I'm sure. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. Now let's go, we have no time to lose! Our good friend Mr. Jones is sure to be onto us by now."

Jack walked out of the boat carefully, but slightly drunkenly, and led the way.

Star, following slightly further behind than Will and Elizabeth, was suspicious. Something wasn't right. Suddenly, Star jerked her head around. She thought she heard a splashing noise…like something was coming out of the water. Seeing nothing, she shrugged it off. It must have just been the tide. The foursome trekked on toward wherever it was that Jack was leading them.

Miles and miles of sand stretched behind and in front of them. All they could see was the sand, the ocean, their footprints, the forest, and a little oasis in the corner of the beach. They figured the oasis was their best bet to find the chest.

"You see," said Jack, as if someone was listening, "any good pirate would bury a chest of value somewhere he could find easily…but somewhere someone else couldn't find quite so easily. Therefore, the chest must be in the vicinity of that oasis…just not directly under it."

Star looked up from the ground absent-mindedly. "I'm sorry, were you saying something?"

"You should learn a proper respect for your elders, luv. I'd be willing to wager that—"

"What's that?!" Star exclaimed, pointing at the oasis.

The little patch of green had a lone figure standing there, a humanlike figure with a distinct hammer-shaped head, almost like a shark's head.

Jack smiled. "Well, if it isn't one of Davy Jones' crew. It appears we've found the Dead Man's Chest. How fortunate for us."

Star grinned. "I got this one."

Jack looked concerned. "No, wait…maybe we should surprise…"

"HEY UGLY! YOU LOOKIN' FOR SOMETHING?"

"…him."

The creature turned its head. Seeing Jack, Star, Will, and Elizabeth, it picked up the chest and ran toward the sea. Star, seeing where the creature was headed, ran as fast as she could, and cut it off.

"Hi, there. If you want to keep your head…" she said, drawing her Keyblade. It made a loud clanging noise as it was brought out. "…I'd suggest you hand over the chest."

The creature dropped the chest and whistled. Suddenly, two more creatures popped up from the water and surrounded Star. They laughed evilly. Each one was as ugly as the hammer-headed one. They all were a sort of mix between a human and some sort of sea creature. The creatures drew their swords and advanced on Star. She easily avoided the attack to her left and, clashing her Keyblade against the sword of the creature in front of her, she guided it directly into the gut of the creature behind her.

She smirked triumphantly. "Not so easy to beat a little girl, is it?"

Angrily, the creature ripped his sword free from the other creature's chest, exposing a wound that quickly healed over.

Star jumped back in surprise. "What the heck are you?"

The creatures simply smiled, and advanced on her.