Davy Jones: James Norrington...do you fear death? Do you fear judgment on the other side?
Norrington suddenly lurches upwards, thrusting his sword into Jones' shoulder. Jones frowns, unaffected, unhurt, while Norrington stares....then collapses, he was dead.
Davy Jones: I take that as a -- 'no.'
Jones pulls Norrington's sword out of his shoulder, and regards the blade with genuine appreciation.
Davy Jones: Nice sword.
He slashes it through the air, while the crewmen rush pell-mell along the deck amid shouts of 'The Admiral's dead!' 'to the Captain's Cabin!' They rush the door and burst in.
Pirates crowd in and before them is a tableau: The chest is open, Murtogg and Mullroy were trembling, several other Soldiers have their rifles pointed directly at the heart.
And behind them stands Mercer. Next to him is a small cannon. The Pirates pull up short, they part as Davy Jones enters, who was scared.
Davy Jones: Close it. CLOSE IT.
Mercer closes the chest, and locks it with a key on a chain. He tilts the cannon into place, pointed squarely at the chest.
Mercer: Nothing has changed.
Jones watches as Mercer puts the chain around his neck.
Back on the Black Pearl, Jack, Blue and Gibbs were on the top deck, with Cotton at the wheel.
Gibbs: Look alive and keep a careful eye! Not for nothing it's called Shipwreck Island, where lies Shipwreck Cove and Shipwreck City!
Jack: You know, for all that pirates are
clever clogs capable of the most
underhanded and duplicitous thinking...we are an unimaginative lot when it comes to naming things.
Blue: That's what I've been saying!
Gibbs: Aye.
Blue: Should've named it....Pirate's Paradise, or the City of Thieves
Jack: Hang on a minute, we should appoint you as the one to name these things
Blue: That's why I'm the One!
On the forward deck, Tia Dalma finds Barbossa.
Tia Dalma: Barbossa, why you not giving the order to man the guns? All the Brethren be gathered in this place. You can force them do as you want!
Barbossa: What I want is not to act the fool, and what you're suggesting is nought but fool's folly.
Tia Dalma caresses Barbossa's cheek seductively.
Tia Dalma: If you no longer want my favor, Barbossa, then perhaps I should be calling a different captain to my cause. Witty Jack would not turn down the promise to survive the coming storm, I think.
Barbossa: I do not renege on a bargain once struck, but we agreed to ends only, the means are mine to decide.
Tia Dalma catches his wrist, she squeezes, and his forearm and hand become decayed, skeletal...dead.
Tia Dalma: Caution, Barbossa. Do not forget it was by my power you be returned from the dead...or what it means if you fail me.
She moves away, but he catches her arm and pulls her close.
Barbossa: And don't you forget why you had to bring me back, and why I could not leave Jack to his well deserved fate, and why I could not give Sao Feng a second smile in his throat to match that ineffably smug one he wears on his face. It took nine Pirate Lords to bind you, Calypso, and it takes no less than nine to set you free. Til then, I'll not be taking commands from you, nor risk you reaching accord with someone else! Mr Pintel! Mr Ragetti! Take this...fishwife to the brig!
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The Son Of Captain Jack Sparrow (An OC X Pirates Of The Caribbean Harem Story)
FanfictionThis is a story about the Son of Captain Jack Sparrow. Blue Sparrow! Read as the Father and Son Duo traverse the seas in the life of a Pirate, as they deal with many Trials and Tribulations. [The Black Pearl] [Davy Jones] [The Navy] And Much More.
