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Chapter 5

Emily was walking with Will in front of her, and Megan beside her, smiling like an idiot(Ekari: which she is sometimes.TBP: HEY!).

"Can you stop smiling?" Emily asked in a whisper. Megan put her hand to her chin to think for a moment.

"No, not really." she said

"Well, try to stop it! It's getting annoying." Emily whispered harshly.

"You're just saying that because you're jealous that I was right!" Megan said. Emily raised her chained hand and pushed Megan through a wall, and smiled to herself on the accomplishment. Ahead of them, Emily saw Megan's head poking out of the wall.

"Okay, that was unfair." Megan said

"Megs, I really hate to say this, but will you please be quiet?" Emily asked, a hint of desperation in her voice.

"SSSH!! We're going into stinkin' Cetler Buckett's office." Megan said. They entered the office. There was a large window that overlooked the port, and there were a few people painting a large map of the world.

"Lord Beckett, the prisoners as ordered sir." the gaurd said.

"Those wont be necessary." Beckett said, motioning to Emily's and Will's shackles. When Emily's hands were free, Megan began yelling and pointing at Beckett.

"Now!! Do it now!!! Kill him!!" she yelled. "Punch him in the face!! Whack him!! Pinch him!! Poke him!! At least hurt him!!" Emily raised her foot and slammed it upon Megan's. When everyone was looking at her, she put on a smile.

"I saw a bug." she said, ignoring Megan jumping up and down holding her foot.

"Ow ow ow ow ow!! Okay, that hurt!" Megan said. Emily walked over by Will, who stood at a table where Beckett was pouring ale into three glasses.

"The East India Trading company has need of your services." Beckett offered Will and Emily a cup of the brown liquid, but the two stared at Beckett.(TBP: I'm staring... I'm staring intently! ;) ).

"We wish for you two to act as our agent in a business transaction with our mutual friend Captain Sparrow." Beckett said, walking over to the fireplace.

"In other words, he wants you to get something from Jack, because stupid Cutler is too chicken to do it him self!" Megan shouted

"Shut up." Emily said while coughing.

"More aquaintance then friend, how do you know him?" Will asked

"We've had dealings in the past," Beckett said, pulling a brand with the letter P out of the fire, "And we've each left our mark on eachother." Emily shuddered when she saw the brand.

"What mark did he leave on you?" Will asked, with a smirk.

"We may never know." Megan said. Beckett put the brand back into the fire before walking over to them.

"By your efforts, Jack was set free with a certain property. I would like you two to recover it for me." he said

"Recover." Emily said

"At the point of a sword?" Will asked

"Bargain." Beckett said. He walked over to a box and held up a paper.

"Letters of marque. You are going to offer him a full pardon. Jack will be free, a privateer in the employing of England." Beckett said

"Somehow I doubt Jack would think employment the same as freedom." Will said

"And I think he wouldn't accept those letters." Emily added.

"Freedom." Beckett said, with a small laugh.

"Like freedom means anything to a power hungry doofus, who has fan girls in love with his boots." Megan said. Emily quickly galnced to see Megan by the fireplace, a devilish smirk on her face. She turned to follow Will and Beckett out on the balcony.

"Jack Sparrow is a dying breed." Beckett said, as a clock was being hoisted up. "The world is shrinking. The blank edges of the map filling in. Jack must find his place in the new world, or perish." Megan walked over to Beckett's desk, so she could listen to what they were saying. Then, she noticed a quill and paper.

If I'm going to stay with Ems and find the others, I have to help Chey in SOME way. She thought. So she picked up the pen and began writing.

"Not unlike you Mr. Turner." Beckett continued. "You, your fiancee, and your friend all face the hangman's noose."

"So you get both Jack and the Black Pearl." Will said

"The Black Pearl?" Beckett repeated

"Yeah, the property you want." Emily said

"A ship, hardly. The property I request is something smaller and of more value, something Sparrow keeps with him at all times... a compass?" Beckett said. Emily and Will both had a look that showed they knew what he was talking about.

"Ah, so you do know it." Beckett said. "Bring back that compass, or there's no deal. You will have a day to ready yourselves to find the compass. Miss Swann and Rodriguez shall stay here." The two nodded and made their ways off the balcony.

"Mega, come on." Emily whispered. Megan was back at the fireplace, holding something behind her back.

"I'll be with you in a minute!" Megan said. When Emily and Will were out the door, Megan positioned what she was holding behind her back on Beckett's chair. She saw him coming and ducked out of the office through the door, and began the countdown.

"Three... Two... One..."

"AAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!" She heard Beckett screech from inside his office.

"Not so fun when you're the one getting branded, huh Lord Bucket head?" She yelled. She laughed maniacally and proceded down to the cells. She saw Cheyenne looking out through the bars.

"What was that?" she asked

"Nothing." Megan said, putting on her most innocent face imaginable. "I got something for you!" She took a paper out of her pocket and placed it in her hands. "It's a list of things you need to do. Do them in order, and don't ask questions."

"Why are you giving this to me?" she asked

"Because I'm going to look for the others with Emily. Because on this journey we'll be meeting Jack and one stupid man. What was his name again? James stinking Norrington!" Megan said snapping her fingers. Then, she was gone. She found herself in a pigsty, and saw the digusting mess that is Norrington lying face down in the junk.

"Okay... This is wierd. Uh... Elizabeth Swann!" Megan said. She snapped her fingers, and ended up on the inside of the jail cell.

"What was that?" Chey asked

"Don't know." Megan said. "But what ever it was, It'll be very useful!"