Hello, everyone! Um...I know I've not been updating for a month now, I kind of got caught up with things. So, thank you, for everyone who's been waiting for the next chapter! I really hope you enjoy it! Also, thank you all, for all the great reviews :) I'm so glad people are actually reading and liking my story! This chapter is a bit short because I will not have access to Internet for a few days, and I wanted to update before that! Anyway, enjoy the chapter and review ;))

"Get ready the cannons!" Jack yelled cupping his hands around his mouth. "Wait for my signal!" He ran over to the quarterdeck and took out his hourglass. The ship was close now, and he could make out people on the board. Jack scanned the ship through the hourglass and spotted him. Barbossa. He was standing calmly at the helm watching the sea as if he didn't see the attack coming. His hand rested on the handle of his sword. Of course! He's got Blackbeard's sword. He needn't do a thing, just touch his sword and all of the crew on the Morris' ship would be sitting ducks. Or hanging. Then, we're going to have to move fast, and not let him board us first. Jack knew he should have considered all the possible ways of attacking, and most importantly escaping, but he was too excited for battle, and afraid Barbossa would get away. Besides, he didn't wish to run away. Not this time. Barbossa would get what he deserved one way or the other.

As soon as the Queen was spotted, Jack ran over to Morris to inform him that they have found Barbossa. He then told him of the magical powers the captain possessed while on the ship. Together, they decided it was best to attack from a distance making as much as damage as possible, and then board to fight the remaining crewmen. Jack didn't consider that Barbossa could as well catch them when they board. The ship could easily be repaired, and knowing what Barbossa was capable of, Jack realized he wouldn't give up even if the ship was completely destroyed. The best idea Jack could come up with in minutes when the ships came closer to each other was that he should try and shoot Barbossa from the distance and finish him off when they board. Not the best plan, Jacky.

"Sparrow!" Angelica ran up to him. Jack hadn't seen her since they spotted the ship, as he was busy getting the ship and the crew ready for battle. Her face wasflushed. "What's our plan, then?"

"We fire cannons and try to damage their mast, then we board them and kill as many crewmen as we can. I get Barbossa. If all goes well, each of us gets a ship and goes our own way, savvy?"

"What about my father's sword? Barbossa will surely know how to use it by now." Angelica frowned.

"I don't know, luv. I'll try and shoot him when we get closer, so he can't use it, when we board."

"You know it won't work, Jack," Angelica replied quietly.

"Then we hope for the best," Jack sighed. "But I'm getting my ship back before the sun sets." He turned around and headed for the helm where Morris was standing.

Half an hour later, they fired the first cannon and damaged Barbossa's quarterdeck missing the mast by a yard. Jack didn't know how well prepared Morris's crew was, and hoped they could sword fight better than they could shoot. After 8 shots, they hit the main mast and it went down immediately. Barbossa's crew didn't fire a single shot. Morris was very pleased, but Jack knew that it would be much better if their enemy did fire. He knew Barbossa too well. All he could hope for now was that he could get to Barbossa faster than he could hang them all head down on his ship. Angelica was furious.

"How dare he not so much as try to fight? This ship was never damaged as much as it is now! How dare he? I will chop his head off! I will…"

"Come down, luv," Jack replied quietly. "You know better than I why he is not fighting."

"What are you going to do?" Angelica asked looking at the Queen Anne's Revenge nervously. "He'll have us all down as soon as we come close enough."

"I'll do what I do best, luv," Jack grinned. "Improvise."

"Prepare to board!" Morris bellowed swinging his sword. "Let's send them all down to Davy Jones! Or whatever his name is now."

Jack ran up to the railing waiting for two ships to board. He could easily see Barbossa now. He didn't as much as move from where he was standing. Just as the crew took out the grappling hooks, Barbossa turned and looked at Jack. He was smiling. If there was any positive thing Jack ever thought of Barbossa, it was all gone now. This was the man that had stolen his ship three times even after acquiring another ship for himself. This was the man cunning and cruel. And Jack would kill him, this time making sure he wouldn't come back again. What happened next was a blur. Jack completely forgot about his earlier plan to shoot Barbossa. He wanted to fight with him until his blade pierced Barbossa's heart. The hooks were thrown and the crewmen from both sides began to attack. Jack was the first one to set foot on the Queen Anne's Revenge and was almost cut in half by some sailor. Jack parried him with ease and ran forward, toward the helm. If I could just get to Barbossa…He could hear the ringing of the words and the cries of pain, but he didn't care. His target was only yards away now, as Jack was climbing up the ladder leading to the quarterdeck. Without looking Jack ran his blade through a sailor who was trying to do the same. He heard a yelp and the man was down. Jumping over him, Jack continued to move forward, and finally he was face-to-face with Barbossa. He was dressed in his normal pirate clothing now, the English Royal Navy attire long gone. He was standing at the helm leaning on his wooden leg and smiling. Jack took out his sword that was still covered with blood of the sailor he had killed.

"Well, hallo there, Jack," Barbossa grinned showing his yellow teeth. "It's been a while, hasn't it?"

"Not long enough for me to miss you," Jack smiled back. He jumped forward. That was the last thing he could do before he was swung upward by his right leg.

"Bugger!" Jack cursed loudly. Barbossa was still smiling, his hand resting on his sword.

"You didn't think you could get to me before I used the sword, did ye, Jack?" He was laughing now.

"Well, I did, didn't I?" Jack replied angrily.

"Aye, ye did, but you still weren't fast enough."

"Why didn't you use it as soon as we boarded?"

"Because I wanted to know what ye'd do next. I have to admit you've become quite predictable, Jack," Barbossa replied calmly.

"Have I?" Jack glared at him and attempted to put his sword away (which was hard as he was still hanging upside down).

Barbossa laughed. "Why are ye so angry, Jack? I took what was rightfully mine, that's all."

"The Pearl was never yours!" Jack spat out. "I nearly died for it twice, and what did you do? You just stole it from me! Even now, that you have a ship, you still stole it! You bloody bastard!" Jack attempted to free his leg with his hands, but only got more tangled.

"I wonder why you're still alive, Jack," Barbossa said thoughtfully. "Last time I've heard yer name, Ms. Teach was going to kill ye."

"He's still alive because I've made a grave mistake of not killing you when I had the chance!" Angelica cried out from behind Barbossa. She had a pistol in her right hand. "And my last name is not Teach!"

"Ah, Ms. Teach, yer here, too," Barbossa slowly turned around leaning on his wooden leg. "Good seeing ye again."

"Angelica!" Jack yelled trying to warn her, but it was too late. In a swift motion, Barbossa reached for his sword and Angelica was flung upwards next to Jack. She fired, but missed dropping her pistol to the ground. Barbossa smiled at Jack again and turned to face the battle.

"You goddamned coward! Drop that sword and fight!" Angelica shouted at him. Jack glared at her, willing her to shut up, when he noticed that she took out a knife and was cutting the rope.

"Bloody coward!" Jack echoed to get Barbossa's attention to him and away from Angelica.

"Wasn't that what yer father were, Miss? A coward?" Barbossa replied without turning around. Angelica continued to cut, her jaw clenched. "He was…" She stopped, thinking. "He may have been a coward, but he is dead! And you are no better than him, you idiot!"

"Now, there's no need to call me names, Miss. Besides, it is Jack Sparrow who taught me that sometimes it is better to stay away from a fight. And I must admit that advice served me well!"

Angelica cut one of her legs free. Without turning around, Barbossa touched the tip of his sword, and Angelica's arms were tied behind her back. The knife fell down. Barbossa turned around and surveyed Angelica's face. "Be careful," he whispered. "Ye don't want to harm yerself now, do ye?" Angelica just stared at him, while Jack continued to curse.

"This is starting to bore me," Barbossa muttered. "What was it Blackbeard used to say when using his powers? Hang!" He took out his sword and pointed it at the main deck. Jack and Angelica watched helplessly as, all at once, Morris's crew was hung head down amidst the torn sails. Morris himself was, for no apparent reason, tied to the piece of the mast that still remained standing.

Another chapter soon to follow :)