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A full moon shined down on the dark waters as Jack and Jason began to row towards the small, tropical island. That was the plan, you see: Jason and Jack would go there first in the longboat, and simply ask the suspicious pirates, who now had bright torches set up on the beach, to peacefully hand over Jason's mother. If that did not work, Mr. Cotton would give the signal while looking through the telescope and the rest of the crew would help.

"I'm not sure this is gonna work..." Jason said to the captain while rowing in the longboat.

"That's why we have a plan 'B'!" Jack said back, using his own telescope to peer at the figures on the island. They all seemed to be on the beach, some were on guard, others gathered around a bonfire in the middle. "Are those the pirates who came to get your mother?" He asked, holding the telescope so Jason could look through it.

After a few seconds, Jason nodded to Jack, "Defiantly."

Jack then noticed his compass was still in the possession of the younger boy. "Mind if I have that back, lad?" He asked, eyeing the compass.

"Oh! Sure!" He took one hand off an ore and gave it back to Jack. He accepted it and put it in his coat pocket.

Then they noticed longboats from the beach were leaving to row near them.

"Jack..." Jason said slowly, glancing at them and the men who occupied them.

"I know, I know." Jack was thinking fast. He didn't know these pirates, whether they were cruel and merciless or just treasure-hungry. Maybe he could reason with them, or perhaps just improvise.

They came quickly, and after the first one arrived Jack was being glared down by a large, brawny man with an eye patch and a shiny, bald head. "State your name and purpose, stranger!" He yelled gruffly, pointing a pistol at Jack's forehead.

"M'name's Captain Jack Sparrow," He introduced, "I'm here for a family purpose, that's all!" Some of the pirates (Jack counted 16 total, and 4 longboats) began to chuckle.

The eye patch man gave him a toothy grin, "A pleasure, Cap'n. But you best turn around and head back to your ship."

"Where's my mother!" Jason shouted quickly. Jack made a shushing motion and the pirates laughed some more.

"Sonny, I have no clue. Now turn back or else!" The man threatened.

"Please, if we could just...discuss with your captain! Unless if you are the captain, then in that case-" Jack was saying.

The man cut him off, "I am not the captain, but I am the first mate." He leaned forward and breathed his smelly breath in Jack's face, "You can call me One-Eyed Rex."

Jack did his best not to cough at the fumes. "Wonderful. Anyway, I believe I should consult your capt-"

"Let's just kill 'em and be done with it!" A curly-haired man with a long nose next to Rex yelled. Most of the others cheered in agreement.

"Shut it, Francis!" One-Eyed Rex ordered at him. Francis scowled at him but remained silent. The first mate turned to Jack and told him, "He wants to see the captain, and so he shall."

While One-Eyed Rex and his longboat crew took Jack and Jason, the rest of the pirates went to the Black Pearl to investigate the crew on there. Jack was developing a plan inside his mind, and Jason kept trying to keep an eye out for his mother.

When they arrived at the beach, Jack and Jason were pushed roughly out of their boat and onto the beach. Shoulders held them tightly and led them to the bonfire that let out a bright light to illuminate the beach. More pirates were there, either standing guard or talking in small groups.

A tall, thin man sat at a wooden table that was scattered with parchment and ink bottles. He looked about Jack's age, and wore a large hat with a white feather sticking out of it and had a long black coat strapped around him. Two swords hung at his side, and when he looked up at Jack, he noticed he had a pointy, black beard and the rest of his hair went to his shoulders.

"Welcome!" He called out to them, standing up from his stool. Jason glared at him with hatred. "Rex, please let go of our guests." Rex reluctantly obeyed, but snatched their weapons, telescope, and Jack's compass.

"Now," The mysterious captain sat down, taking his quill and marking something down on a paper in front of him, "What are your names?"

Jack introduced himself again, but Jason wouldn't answer. "Boy, what is your name?" The thin captain asked again.

"Tell me yours and I'll tell you mine!" Jason replied. Jack glanced at him, surprised by his bravery.

The man sighed, "I am Captain Nathaniel Coldwood of the Vulture. Now your name."

Jason kept glaring as he answered, "Jason Rivera. You abducted my mother!"

Nathaniel Coldwood smiled slightly, "Ah, yes. Rivera." He emphasized the last name, as if he wanted everyone to hear it around him. The pirates looked and whispered to each other. After a moment, Coldwood ordered, "Take Sparrow to where the other prisoner is. Tie him up while I have a word with young Mr. Rivera."

One-Eyed Rex grabbed Jason's shoulders to make sure he stayed still. Another muscular pirate who towered over Jack held his hands behind his back and led him away from the bonfire.

Jack couldn't get himself free, so he tried to persuade the man to let him free. He just growled down at him. The prisoner's location was quite a ways away down the beach, so far that the bonfire looked like a candle flame. They finally arrived by four tall palm trees with two men, both with swords and guns at the ready, standing guard.

"Hey there, Ares!" The fatter one of the two men greeted. The man holding Jack just grunted.

He gruffly tied Jack to the tree next to the prisoner. While do so, Jack took this time to examine the captive. He noticed it was a young female, with long brown hair that covered her face. She was tied tightly with many layers of rope, and from her leggings down she was covered with sand and dirt. Something about her was familiar though...

Ares was finished, and left with an evil look on Jack. The fat man and his partner stayed with their backs to the prisoners, and finally the female began to stir. She lifted her head, and blinked twice. Slowly, she turned towards Jack, and in the moonlight and faint fire, she must have recognized him.

"Jack?" She whispered, unsure.

Jack caught his breath. That voice...her hair...and he could see those brown eyes staring into his. He knew who she was, but hardy believed it was true.

"Angelica?"

A/N: Another chapter done! And a ton of new characters! Oh no! I really hope you guys liked it, and please review!