Return to Me: Captain Jack Sparrow

Chapter 7

The thunder cracked around them as they anchored the ship in the middle of no where. Ahead of them, there was a ship stuck in the water, completely destroyed. (Y/n), Will, Jack and Gibbs stared at it.

"That's the Flying Dutchman?" Wil asked in disbelief over the sound of the rain. Jack looked at the ship, not exactly answering. "She doesn't look like much."

"Neither do you." Jack said. "Do not underestimate her."

Jack waited for Gibbs to back him up. When he didn't, Jack elbowed him, an he quickly said, "Must've run afoul of the reef."

"So, what's your plan, then?" Jack asked.

"I row over, search the ship until I find your bloody key." Will said.

"And if there are crewmen?"

"I cut down anyone in my path." Will claimed and turned away to head to the boat.

"I like it. Simple, easy to remember." Jack said as he walked away.

"Wait!" (Y/n) called to Will, running after him. "I'm coming with you."

"No!" Both Will and Jack said at the same time. She looked between the two of them, hands on her hips. Jack was the first to speak. "No, luv. You'll stay right here on this deck."

"Jack's right. I have to do this, (Y/n)." Will said, and climbed down to the dingy waiting for him.

"Your chariot awaits you, sire!" Ragetti laughed.

"Oi!" Jack called down to Will over the rain. "If you do happen to get captured, just say Jack Sparrow sent you to settle his debt! It might save your life!" Will began rowing over to the crushed ship, (Y/n) watching worriedly as he did. "Douse the lamps." she heard Jack mutter to Gibbs, and soon all the lights were out on the Black Pearl.

"Jack, I don't like this." she said to the man next to her.

"Don't you fret, (Y/n). Mr. Turner is quite capable in his abilities." Jack turned to the girl, holding her by her arms.

She looked at him suspiciously, but her eyes snapped back to the sea when she saw a large ship burst forth from the sea, crude looking and horrible. (Y/n) moved to hold the edge of the rail as Jack opened his spyglass to watch the exchange between Will and whoever owned that ship. (Y/n) watched as Jack opened his eye once, then looked back into the spyglass, until he lowered it, and Davy Jones stood in front of him.

(Y/n) gasped in shock and was grabbed from behind, a crude sword put tightly against her throat. If she moved, she would be dead. The man in front of her was not a man. He had tentacles for a beard, an octopus face and right hand, while his left hand was a crab claw. Glancing her eyes around, she saw the crew was the exact same way, made up of different plants, animals and rocks, formed in the shape of men.

"Oh." Jack muttered, looking around at his now captive crew. He saw out of the corner of his eye that (Y/n) was being handled by a gruesome looking pufferfish-faced man, who was eyeing her, making Jack mad.

"You have a debt to pay-ah." Jones said, breaking Jack out of his anger glare. "You've been captain of the Black Pearl for thirteen years. That was our agreement!" Jones started forward on Jack slowly, causing him to back up from the half-man.

"Technically, I was only captain for two years, then I was viscously mutinied upon." Jack said, trying to talk his way out.

"Then you were a poor captain, but a captain nonetheless." Jones claimed. "Have ye not introduced yourself all these years as 'Captain Jack Sparra''?" He walked around Jack to the other side of the ship, his crew laughing and cackling.