"My father told me about the Seven Jewels." Angelica explained to all the men down in the cells. "He planned on searching for them after the Fountain of Youth quest. He wanted me to join him." She gave Jack a cold look before continuing, "Unfortunately, that never happened. Coldwood found out about them but didn't know where they were located, that's why he abducted me."

"And why did you tell him?" Mr. Gibbs asked, his arms crossed. All the other men listening nodded, curious as well.

"I didn't have a choice!" Angelica said, "He has this...ruby around his neck. It's about the size of an egg, and when he touches it, and looks you in the eye..." She shivered, looking down, "He can force you to tell him the truth." Everyone remained silent after that, taking in the information.

Jack, who was standing next to Gibbs by the cell's door, asked, "And what exactly do these Jewels do? Just let him rule the wind and tide?"

"There is one Jewel for each sea." Angelica told him, "When a person holds a Jewel for whatever sea, then yes, that person can control the water, the wind, everything about it."

"And Coldwood wants these because he's simply power-hungry?" Jack asked, scratching his braided beard.

"Yes...and also he wants to be the most feared pirate in the entire world." She answered.

All the pirate's eyebrows shot up. "And this is how he plans to accomplish that?" Pintel asked, standing in the other cell.

Angelica nodded, "But the thing is...the Jewels are hidden in the center of a place called the Bermuda Triangle."

Jack was confused. "What?"

"It's a place where ships mysteriously disappear in the western part of the North Atlantic Ocean." Ragetti answered. All eyes turned to him, and he blushed a little, "What? I know some things!"

Gibbs rolled his eyes, and asked, "Should we be worried about anything else?"

Angelica thought for a moment while sitting on the bench. "His crew. They are all brutal and will do anything their captain orders. Coldwood picked each of them out for a reason, whether if they can smash a head with their bare hands or be quick with a blade."

Before anyone could ask anything else, footsteps came stomping down the stairs. Everyone's head turned and saw One-Eyed Rex appeared, carrying a pistol. Curly-haired Francis was behind him, looking at each pirate with disgust.

"Well well well, Sparrow," One-Eyed said to Jack as he walked up to his cell, taking a ring of keys out of his pocket, "Looks like the Cap'n wants to talk to you again." He glanced at Angelica and Jason sitting on the bench, "And you too, Missy. And that boy of yours."

Jason went pale, Angelica tried to look calm, and Jack began worrying. What if Coldwood told Jason? How would he react? Suddenly, Jack became very nervous, as if he was afraid that Jason would hate him because of their relation.

They were grabbed out of the cell, and Francis shoved the end of his pistol at Jason's head and Rex did the same to Angelica as he shut the cell door. "What? No bonds?" Jack asked, holding up his wrists.

Rex grinned, showing his dirty teeth. "Not today, Sparrow. Now move." He pushed him towards the steps, and Francis did the same to Jason.

"Don't you touch him!" Angelica shouted.

"Shut it, lady!" Francis said back.

"Quiet, you! And up the steps, NOW!" Rex ordered gruffly. Francis exhaled deeply with frustration and made Jason walk up the steps. Angelica followed, and Jack next. Rex still holding up his gun, brought up the end.

It was morning already, and Captain Coldwood's crew was busy on the deck. One-Eyed Rex lead them past some pirates swabbing, and others that were gathering ropes. Jack had noticed they had left later then it took for them to get the ship ready. He didn't quite understand why...

All five of them soon arrived by the ship's wheel. Standing close to it, his back facing them as he stared into the sunrise, was Nathaniel Coldwood. Jack saw he was holding his compass, and became angry.

Coldwood turned around, his black hair and white feather swaying in the morning breeze. "Hello there, Sparrow! And to the Riveras' as well!" Angelica gave him a look of hatred but didn't say anything in return. "I had hoped to discuss with you about your compass," He explained, walking towards them, "I believe it's broken."

Jack laughed. "That's the most ridiculous thing I've heard all morning. And trust me, I've heard quite a bunch of bizarre things already."

Coldwood scowled, "Don't mock me, Sparrow. It's not working. Look!" He opened the compass and it pointed the opposite end of the ship. "See? I know I'm on the right course because it pointed the opposite way at dawn!"

Jack sighed, "Well then finding the Jewels isn't the thing you want most right now, obviously."

"What? Yes it is!" He exclaimed, "You're lying." He reached up to his collar bone, and Jack saw a hint of red, "Now, tell me the truth-"

"Uncle!" An unfamiliar voice called. All six of them turned their heads in unison to see the person whom the voice belonged to at the other end of the ship.

A young girl-maybe fifteen-stood there, with a lithe figure and auburn hair that was tied back into a single braid. She wore a white blouse under a blue leather vest and had on black leggings and knee-high boots. She stood perfectly straight, one hand on the hilt of her thin sword and the other on her waist. Her deep green eyes were staring up at Coldwood.

"Yes?" Coldwood asked in a completely, non-sinister voice he had been using on Jack, "What is it, Anya?"

She gracefully ran up the steps to the wheel where the group was standing. She stood on her tiptoes and whispered something in the captain's ear. He listened, and when she was finished, he nodded with a gentle smile. Anya then dismissed and went back to where Ares was waiting with some wrinkled maps.

"You have a niece?" Angelica asked, curious.

"Of course I do." Coldwood answered, gazing back at the compass, "She's my sister's girl. After her parent's death, I agreed to care for her. Now back to the compass-"

"But where was she on the island? I never saw her!" Angelica told him.

Coldwood gave her a thin smile, "Because she was on the Vulture the whole time you were tied up to that tree. I thought it would be safer for her to be on the other side of the island than a known con artist was."

"You were a con artist?" Jason asked his mother, looking very confused.

Angelica turned to him, "Well...yes. But a long time ago! I-"

"You never told him?" Coldwood asked, "Tsk tsk, my dear Angelica. Keeping secrets from your only son."

Jack knew where he was going, and quickly faced Jason, "Look, I bet she kept that hidden from you for a good reason! One we should discuss below, eh? So take us back, ol' Rexie! Come on, shove me towards the door!"

Rex glared at Jack with his eye that wasn't under the patch, and said, "If you talk to me again, I'm gonna blast your damn head off."

"Have you been keeping other secrets from me?" Jason asked to his mother.

"Why don't we talk about something else! Like, why haven't I heard a word from darling Ares this entire time?" Jack cut in, hoping to change the subject.

"What is it, Sparrow?" Coldwood asked, grinning some more, "Afraid Jason will find something out that you don't want him to?"

Jason stared at them, giving Jack a bewildered expression. "No." Jack answered, "But, obviously everyone is getting uncomfortable. I saw we have breakfast! Lord, am I craving some bacon!"

"Is there something you're also trying to keep me from knowing?" Jason asked Jack. When he didn't answer, Jason became even more annoyed, "Is there? Why won't anyone tell me?" He spun his head at his mother, "Well?"

"Oh, my God!" Coldwood was on the verge of laughing. "None of you told him? Neither of you?"

"Told me what?" Jason shouted.

"Uncle!" The girl, Anya, said again. And again everyone's head turned to her. She was holding a rolled up map in one hand, her eyes gleaming, "You were right!"

"Ah, as usual." Her uncle said softly, before shouting back, "Job well done, Anya!" He smiled proudly down at her. She blushed a little and rushed back to Ares.

Now it was Jack that was confused, "What were you right about?"

"On how long it will get us to the Triangle. Which means I won't need to talk to you anymore," He looked at Angelica, "Or you." He looked at Jack. "In the mean time, I believe you may return to the cells." He paused, and raised an eyebrow at Jason, "And young Mr. Rivera can stop oogling at my niece."

Jason blushed deeply and quickly tore his eyes away from where Anya had ran off. Jack gave him an encouraging grin, as at the same time Angelica rolled her eyes and muttered something in Spanish.

Before Rex and Francis took them back, Coldwood grabbed Jack's shoulder and pulled him away from the group, hissing in his ear, "When the time comes, your crew will need to join mine in order to survive the Triangle. You have no idea what we are going up against."

"And you do?" Jack asked, "Is it really worth it, the Seven Jewels?"

Coldwood straightened up, setting his jaw, "Of course. Without them I am nothing, just a captain with a crew and some prisoners. But with the Jewels…I shall be a legend!"

"That's it? What about the lives of your crew, of your niece? Is that really worth that treasure of yours?"

Coldwood pushed Jack away, "Take Sparrow down below. Immediately. I don't want to see his face until I say so." He ordered Rex, but his gray eyes were still on Jack.

The first mate did was his captain said, and shoved Jack to the door. Once again, the five of them walked to the cells. And one thought remained in Jack's mind as he joined his crew behind the bars:

What exactly did await them at the Bermuda Triangle?

A/N: I think this is the longest chapter yet! Ahh! Oh well, and sorry if it took longer than expected. Don't forget to review! It always makes me smile when I get a review, and it's nice to get feedback!

Oh! And a special thanks to xxxxAdaraxxxx for helping me with some Spanish I'll be adding in the next chapter!

Also, I'm not 100% sure the Bermuda Triangle was actually 'discovered' in this time period, but whatevs, they're going in the middle of it anyway!

Thanks again for reading! And PlEaSe ReViEw!