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There seemed to be no one else there, as far as Anya could tell. What on earth could Jason be talking about? "Um...what's-?" She was about to ask him, but he quickly covered her mouth with his hand as he breathed heavily, eyes darting at everything.

The monkey that had come along with them scurried to their side, trembling with fear. And that's when she heard it: a snarl that echoed throughout the empty cave which held the most valuable treasure of all time.

Her and Jason both tilted their heads up in unison, and gasped when they saw a bright blue jaguar slinking along the edge of a cliff high on the rocky wall. It's yellow eyes were fixed on them, and Anya was too afraid to look away.

Jason began to unsheathe his sword the same time taking his hand off of Anya's mouth, but the jaguar caught him in the act. With another growl, the cat pounced off and landed on the floor with hardly a sound. Then, out of the shadows, two more blue jaguars came with the same hunger in their eyes.

Anya instinctively pulled out her own sword and pointed it at the beasts. They barred their sharp fangs at her as they approached closer. Even Cotton's parrot seemed frightened as them as he hovered above.

The first jaguar advanced on Anya, and Jason stepped protectively in front of her. The other two walked around so now the teenagers and monkey were surrounded. Jack the monkey screeched nervously, and this must have triggered something in the cats, because immediately after that they pounced at them.

Anya was lunged at the one to her right, slicing a long cut on the jaguar's face. It recoiled and whimpered, but before you know it, sharp claws were digging in Anya's back. She screamed and dropped her sword, blinded by the pain. The weight of the other blue jaguar forced her forward to the rocky ground, and she was sure it was going to kill her.

Suddenly, the weight was off of her. She pushed herself up with her elbows and soon heard Jason saying, "Anya! Anya! Are you okay?" while kneeling next to her.

"I'll live." She told him, wincing from the pain on her back where blood was trickling down. She looked up at him, and gasped, "Oh, God! Jason!" Her right hand reached up to touch the long, jagged scratch above his left eye.

"Just a cut. No need to worry." He told her, brushing the blood that was streaming down onto his face away with the back of his hand. Anya quickly looked around, and saw two of the blue jaguars were dead, and the one she had scratched had ran off.

Jason helped her to her feet, but the wounds from her back were too great. He lead her to where the diamond chest was, and sat her down gently on the stone steps leading up to it. Jack the monkey ran by her side as the parrot flapped down by her feet.

"Do you need anything?" He asked her, brown eyes full of worry.

Anya half-smiled, "I don't think there's anything here that can help me." After a moment, she then turn her head around, nodding to the chest, "So that's the Seven Jewels? I wonder what they look like..."

Jason shrugged, pressing his hand against his scratch in order to try to stop the bleeding. "Probably like jewels..." He answered, also staring at the sparkling chest.

Anya slowly reached towards it, "Uncle dedicated almost his whole life searching for them...he was obsessed in having them..." Only inches away and she would be able to open it, "all the things he did to get here..."

"Anya!" Jason hissed, his eyes fixed on something in the shadows. She ignored him as her fingers came to rest on the diamond-like material that the chest was made of. He grabbed her shoulder, trying to get her attention. Anya cried out in pain and brought her arm back to Jason, only to push him away with it.

"What the hell?" She yelled, angry that the agony from her wounds were back, and now the old wounds on her arm from those thorns. Jason shushed her, but it was too late.

A voice echoed throughout the large cavern, "Well, well, well...it looks like someone already beat us to it."

Anya's green eyes widened, knowing who the voice belonged to.

"Here it is!" Angelica cried, pointing to an entrance to the gigantic mountain.

"It's quite small..." Jack said, examining the circular opening. It seemed to lead into a dark tunnel, which as far as he could see, had no light at the end.

"We'll manage." Barbossa grumbled, taking out his sword, "I'll lead with you, miss. In case of what lies ahead in that tunnel."

Jack stepped forward, "I believe I can do that, Hector!" He unsheathed his sword, but lost grip and it dropped to the jungle floor. "Ah, well..." He picked it up quickly, "NOW I can!"

Barbossa rolled his eyes and put his sword away. Jack smiled and went next to Angelica, "After you, Jack." She told him, gesturing at the entrance.

Jack took a deep breath and walked inside. It was really dark and a bit chilly. He could hear Angelica come in behind him, and Barbossa and his crew following. They had to lean over just so they wouldn't bump their heads against the ceiling, and Jack couldn't tell how far the tunnel even went.

Angelica let out a frustrated noise, and then a snap sound echoed off the walls. Jack guessed it was the compass closing. "Problem?" He asked.

"I can't see anything! We could be attacked at any second! Or what if there was a different way that Jason went? Or-"

"You need to stop all this worrying, love." Jack cut her off, "Yes, it's dark. But if Jason got through it and I bet he is still alive, so don't worry!"

"Easy for you to say! You-!"

"Oh, just SHUT IT!" Scrum shouted from the end of the line. "I've had enough of your arguing!"

"Aye!" Most of the other crew agreed.

Jack rolled his eyes and continued on. After endless hiking and one quick break, he finally spotted the end. "There!" He pointed, and the pirates behind him rushed forward to the faint light. As they got closer, he realized that the end of the tunnel lead out into a large cave-like room.

When they reached the end, Jack could see that the room was cone-shaped, the ceiling getting narrower as it got higher. A beam of light came from a small hole at the very top, and became a spotlight on the sparkling chest directly below it. Jack assumed it was the diamond chest Scrim told him about.

Then, Angelica gasped loudly, and almost screamed. His eyes flew to where he saw a large group of people standing at the opposite end, somewhat in the shadows.

A tall, muscular man was holding back a lithe girl who had a messy auburn braid and tears streaks down her face. Jack recognized her...but couldn't figure out her name fast before a voice said, "Welcome Sparrow! And I see you also brought Captain Barbossa!"

A loud gulp escaped Jack, for he knew who that was. The leader of the group was wearing a large hat with a white feather sticking out of it. His black hair tangled, his waistcoat splashed with mud, his smile wide and crazed. He wasn't the Coldwood Jack had met days ago, this Coldwood looked like he was on the verge of madness.

Laying at the leader's feet was a body...a boy to be more exact. His eyes were black and closed, his body was crumpled and motionless. Ragged breathing came out of his slightly-opened mouth. Blood ran down from his long cut above one of his eyebrows, ending at a larger pool of blood that splattered the rocky terrain underneath.

And what's worse, clutched in Coldwood's hand was a familiar looking voodoo doll.

A/N: Again, I apologize for the lateness! But I'm so happy that I finally finished it! :D What did you think of it? Like? No like? Thoughts? Feelings?

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