Chapter 17: Parley

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General POV.

It was the next morning at the break of dawn.

And the pirate ships were all lining up.

Rosemary walked out of the captain's chambers.

She had her hair half up. The front was up in a bun on top of her head.

So she there would be no hair in her face.

Jack was right behind her.

'Is everyone here?' Rose asked the crew.

'aye Rose' Gibbs replied.

'good.' She said before walking to the others and they were staring as far as there eyes could see.

But it was a thick fog, and so far as they could see there was no one there.

Suddenly a ship appeared.

'The enemy is here! Let's take them!' Marty yelled while pulling his sword.

Everyone started pulling their guns and swords and yelling.

But Rose kept quiet and kept looking towards the horizon.

Barbossa was silent and looked behind him.

Suddenly at the horizon there were tons off ships emerging from the fog.

And everyone started to quiet down.

Jack's mouth fell open. It were way more then he had thought.

Rose came standing next to him.

'fuck' she cursed under her breath.

The parrot of Cotton flew away while screeching 'Abandon ship. Abandon ship.'

Everyone was silent and they turned towards Jack and Rose.

While Jack knew exactly what they meant by that.

Rose was still staring in front of her to all the ships.

'Parley?' Jack asked looking at the others.

'That's the best idea you ever had Jack.' Rose said suddenly and she jumped towards Barbossa.

And so it happened.

There right in the middle of no mans land was an small island.

And Rose, Jack and Barbossa walked over to the other side.

Where Beckett, Jones and Will were waiting.

Barbossa was looking at Will, the man who had played foul to them.

Will was looking at Rosemary who stood in the middle of the 2 men.

And her gaze had changed, she was not the small friendly tailor she was a few years back.

She was the pirate king of the Brethren Court and he didn't even knew that.

Rosemary was looking directly at Beckett.

If she could she would have sliced his head clean off.

Beckett was looking right back at her.

Impressed by her looks and her stance.

Jack was walking towards the three man. Looking at all the three men.

Will who had played them all, Beckett who had left his mark on him and now on Rose. He was going to kill him.

And Jones who he was scared to death off.

Jones was looking at Jack with a smirk on his face.

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