Promises and Deals

Okay I am coming to the end of this story there is hopefully be a sequel but I might not write it for a bit of time, due to the fact that I have exams coming up, plus the fact I haven't actually started writing the 2nd story yet. I found the 2nd film of POTC the least enjoyable so I am reluctant to watch it. Anyway enjoy this chapter [there are only 2 more after this] I don't own POTC, but I would be very rich if I did. I do however own Scarlet who is worth gold.

When we enter Barbossa had already started one of his exceptionally long speeches, I did wonder how he ever got any pirating done with all that talking. Jack moved in front of me and began pushing through the crowd, with the occasional, "Beg your pardon," and "Excuse me."

It didn't take long for the crew to notice that we didn't belong here. Barbossa looked up at us and did a double take. Will was the last to look up, but the first to speak, "Jack!"

I still didn't like the fact that he didn't acknowledge me.

"S'not possible," Barbossa said.

"Not probable," I corrected him smirking slightly.

"Where's Elizabeth?" Will said, sounding worried.

"She's safe, just like I promised. She's all set to marry Norrington, just like she promised. And you get to die for her, just like you promised, Scarlet has been a large help like she promised. So we're all men of our word really except for Elizabeth and Scarlet who are, in fact, women," Jack said with a flourish of his arms.

"Shut up! You're next," Barbossa said leaning back over Will to slit his throat, I tried not to flinch as this happened, for a pirate I really didn't like blood.

"You don't want to be doing that, mate," Jack said, his voice calm as if talking to a friend, not his worst enemy.

"No, I really think I do," Barbossa said, moving his knife closer to Will's next.

I spoke quickly, "Your funeral!"

Barbossa paused, taking notices of me for the first time, "Why don't I want to be doing it?"

"Well, because," Jack began pushing the arm of the Pirate off his shoulder which had made its way there during his and Barbossa's arguing, "because the HMS Dauntless, pride of the Royal Navy, is floating just offshore. Waiting for you," a mutter could be heard through the crowd of the Black Pearl.

"Just hear me out, mate. You order your men to row out to the Dauntless. They do what they do best. Robert's your Uncle, Fannie's your Aunt, there you are with two ships. The makings of your very own fleet. 'Course you'll take the grandest as your flagship, and who's to argue? But what of the Pearl? Name me Captain, I'll sail under your colours, I'll give you ten percent of me plunder and you get to introduce yourself as 'Commodore Barbossa'. Savvy?"

"I s'pose in exchange, you want me not to kill the whelp," Barbossa said, thinking of what we could possibly want from him.

"No, no, not at all by all means, kill the whelp, just not yet. Wait to lift the curse until the opportune moment," I said, watching as Jack moved up to the chest and made eye contact with Will.

"For instance?" Jack began picking up some medallions, "after you've killed Norrington's men," he continued throwing a medallions back in for every word, "every, last, one," he pocked one.

Will noticed Jack pocketing the coin, "You've been planning this from the beginning. Ever since you learnt my name," he pulled against his captures, playing his part to perfection.

"Yeah," Jack said unmercifully.

"Still routing for ya mate though," I throw out from behind Jack.

"I want fifty percent of your plunder," Barbossa said bringing the conversation back to the original topic.

"Fifteen," Jack said going into his negotiating mode.

"Forty."

"Twenty-five," came Jack's final offer, "and I'll buy you the hat. A really big one Commodore," he added smirking.

Barbossa looked to want more. I had an idea but I knew Jack wouldn't be keen on it, "And my ship the White Rose will sail under your command to Commodore!" I bowed my head at Barbossa trying not to gag while doing it, "So you get Twenty-five percent of mi plunder too. I also would 'ave to obey your orders," I walked slowly forward, and leant up to Barbossa so I could whisper in his ear, "no matter what you order."

Barbossa nodded his head, "We have an accord," he reached forward and shook both mine and Jack's hands.

Jack gave me a look to say that I shouldn't have made that bargain, before he turned and faced the crew, "All hands to the boats!" he ordered before seeing the annoyances on Barbossa's face, "Apologies. You give the orders," Jack said bowing his head.

"Gents take a walk," Barbossa said loudly, the crew turned and began to walk away.

"Not to the boats?" Jack asked confused. I pulled him away before he could upset Barbossa too much, we had to wait for the opportune moment.

"You shouldn't have promised him that," Jack scowled at me once we were out of earshot.

"Well this better not fail. Then I don't have to keep the promise do I," I said simply. I knew we couldn't fail. As long as we stuck to the plan nothing would go wrong.

Ain't they always famous last words?

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Artistic-Blue-Eyes

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