{ PS. This is a quite short chapter! }
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"The last of our ships has returned." Mr. Mercer said to Beckett.
"Is there any news on the chest?" Beckett questioned Mercer.
"None. But one of the ships did pick up a man adrift at sea." Mercer replied.
"He had these." Mercer held up the letters of Marque.
Beckett grabbed the letters, and looked at them.
"I took the liberty of filling my name." James said, walking into the room.
Beckett signaled James to come over to him.
"If you intend to claim these, then you must have something to trade." Beckett says, looking at James with no emotion.
"Do you have the compass?" Beckett questioned.
James shook his head. "Better." He dropped the bag he was holding onto the table.
There was a thump thump.
"The heart of Davy Jones."
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A wave upon the Caribbean ocean: II
Fanfiction*brief warning: dirty jokes and some dirty scenes* Captain Jack Sparrow has a blood debt to pay: he owes his soul to ghastly Davy Jones unless he can cheat death - and eternal damnation - by seizing the fabled "Dead Man's Chest." Tremble in terror a...
