Author's Note: Hurray! I'm not dead! I'm so so so so SO sorry for the long wait in updating but I've just had so much stuff going on that I absolutely had no time whatsoever. On the plus side...I GOT A 26 ON THE ACTs!!!!! WOOTNESS!!! Anyway in five more weeks it'll be the end of semester and then hopefully my updates will be more frequent than they have been but I'll try to get better with that before then haha.

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for the reviews that made me smile and thank you Queen for the constructive criticism, if anyone else has something to contribute that would be great because i'm always looking for some good crtitics ^^. Well enough with my words...well...you know what I mean.

ONWARDS!

"Won't get separated my bloody sore arse." Alina muttered to herself as she gripped the gruesome bars of her cagey prison. "Bloody idiot he is. Bloody stupid idiot."

"Captain, someone's coming." Mr. Gibbs informed her as they were being pulled up just far enough to get some hatch contraption open and a body to get thrown in with the rest of them.

'Oof!', was the grunt emitted from the man being thrown into the cage and 'yipe!', was the considerably higher pitched yelp from the aggravated female co-captain.

"Sorry!" The male apologized as he scrambled to find some way to pull himself up.

"Oh just grab a damn bone and heave yer weight up!" Alina grumbled as she miraculously managed to wriggle her way out from under Will. Will?!

"Will!" Alina smiled as she saw it was him, then immediately frowned as she realized they were still trapped in the cage.

"Hi Alina."

"Will what are you doing here?"

"Elizabeth is in a prison hold, she faces the gallows for helping one notorious pirate and his cohort to escape." He grumbled, "I need Jack's compass to save her."

"Who wants the compass Will?"

"Cutler Beckett."

"Who?! Will you can't! I don't know why he wants the compass Will but there must be another way to save Elizabeth and I really hate to put it this way but why does she even need saving? Oh don't give me that look Will," she quickly fixed her sentence upon noticing Will's murderous glare, "What I meant is that even though Elizabeth is a well-bred lady through and through think about everything she's done so far, she managed to escape from Hector's clutches, and the crew mind you, she managed to survive the rum-runners' island, she helped us win the battle at Isla de Muerta, all in all it seems as though she'd have no problem escaping a stupid little prison." Alina took a breath.

"You're turning into Jack now you know that?" Will replied.

"Hey!" Alina retorted pathetically, "Respect the chief." She crossed her arms and pouted for lack of having a better comeback.

"That's another thing. Why would Jack do this to us if he's the chief?"

"Aye." Gibbs answered for her, "The Pelegostos made Jack their chief. But only remains chief as long as he acts like a chief."

"So he had no choice?"

"He's a captive as much as the rest of us Will." Alina told him sullenly.

"Actually lass, it's worse."

"Don't remind me." She muttered.

"What?" Will asked, intrigued by what possibilities could be the worse.

"See lad, the Pelegostos believe Jack is a God in human form…and they intend to do him the honor of releasing him from his fleshy prison." At this point, Cotton bit down on Gibbs's finger as if he found the idea amusing. "Ow. They'll roast him and eat him."

"Where's the rest of the crew?" Will asked with a disgusted look himself.

"These cages we're in?" Alina answered, "They weren't built until after we got here."

"The feast is about to begin." Gibbs chimed.

"Jack's life will end when the drum stops." Alina finished.

"Well we can't just sit here and wait then can we?"

Minutes later they were swinging through the air like a trapeze artist from Japan. It took a while longer but finally they reached the vines on the far side.

"Put yer legs through! Start to climb!" Gibbs ordered.

"Come on men…and Alina, it'll take all of us to crew the Pearl." Will added.

"Actually you wouldn't need everyone, about six would do!" Leech stupidly exclaimed. As everyone paused to look at him, Alina noticed the silence in the background. The drums had stopped.

"No." She gasped.

"Oh dear." Leech said. Alina wasn't sure if the words were for letting his information slip or if he too had noticed the silence. Either way Will ordered them to hurry and they resumed climbing with slightly more vigor.

As Will saw one of the natives crossing the bridge and got both cages to stop. Leech, as self-appointed leader of his cage, decided to be sneaky and began climbing again despite Will's many protests. Leech unknowingly grabbed a snake by accident and everyone in the cage fell to their deaths below.

"Move!" Will screamed as he noticed the native had seen them. They made it to the top and began rolling the cage like a hamster wheel before getting thrown about by two unfortunately placed palm trees. Deciding it was smarter to lift the cage, they carried it (and poor Marty) as they ran for their lives. After running themselves right off a cliff, the cage burst open as the ties were not equipped to handle the pressures the crew had placed on them and everyone managed to swim out and into a cave for safety from the flying arrows.

"Who goes there?! Who the hell are you lot ye bloody scalawags?" A raspy yet distinctly feminine voice came from the back of the cave.

"Hello?" Alina called, "Who are you? What's your name?"

"Oh! Well you seem nice enough, the name's Brandy though sadly I have none of it. Sorry to frighten you lot but you can't be too careful what with the cannibal natives about, so now that ye know me who might you be?"

The crew stared at her for a moment before Alina cleared her throat and replied cautiously, "Well I am Captain Alina Carter, and this lot is mine and Jack Sparrow's crew."

"Sparrow and Carter?! Mother's love I've heard so much about ye two! In one year ye've both made quite the name for yerself as a duo! Mind if I join ya?" Brandy was jumping up and down in excitement.

"Well…" Alina began wondering how to decline before she was interrupted.

"Oh come on! I know the island better than you do and I can get ye back to the Pearl, that's yer ship aint it? The Black Pearl? Anywho I can get ye there quick as a whip and you all wouldn't want to leave a poor defenseless lass all alone to be eaten would you?" Brandy clasped her hands in front of her and pouted her lips as she looked at Alina with wide, slightly tearful eyes which Alina saw right through.

"Yer full of hooey you know that? But I like yer style and we need ta get to the ship so come on then." Alina jerked her head in the direction of the entrance to the cave and Brandy squealed in delight as she ran out an dived in the water with an unspoken indication that they should follow.

"Our work's half done!" Gibbs announced while Alina glared at the sorry excuse for pirates in front of her.

"We done it for you knowing you'd come back for it!" The tubby one proclaimed as the lanky one grinned sheepishly.

"Where's Jack?" Alina asked panicked before they all heard a distinct,

"AHH!!!"

The crew turned to see Jack being pursued by an angry mob of painted, hungry, brown men behind him.

"Time to go!" Will squeaked as they climbed aboard the ship.

"Good doggie!" Alina saw Jack mutter as he climbed onto the netting on the side of the Pearl.

"Alas my children! This is the day you shall always remember as the day that you almost," Jack was interrupted by a very large wave with very good timing, "Captain, Jack Sparrow." He muttered, sopping wet.

"Let's put some distance between us and this island and head out to open sea." Gibbs said.

"Yes to the first, yes to the second, but only insofar as we keep to the shallows as much as possible.

"That seems a bit contradictory Captain."

"Don't question Mister Gibbs, just do it." Alina said as she looked at Jack concernedly.

"I have every faith in your reconciliatory navigational skills, Master Gibbs. Now where is that monkey? I want to shoot something." Jack seethed as he shivered.

Alina handed him his coat and a pistol.

"Thank ye love." He leaned toward her as she kissed his cheek warmly.

"Yer welcome."

Will blanched for a moment as he saw that the two had most certainly moved their relationship along, then shook his head as he remembered more important matters to tend to, "Jack, Elizabeth is in danger."

"Have you considered keeping a more watchful eye on her? Maybe just lock her up somewhere?" Jack questioned as he walked to the helm. Alina chuckled and walked down to her cabin for some well deserved rest. If she knew Jack, and she was fairly certain she did, then she would need to be rested before they arrived at a certain location where a certain voodoo priestess was sure to aggravate her to a certain breaking point.