~~Jack makes me stay out with the crew of the Black Pearl as he talks with Barbossa.
I try to shove the pirate called Pintel of of me as Jack and Barbossa come out of the captains quarters. I jump up and follow after them.
Barbossa is looking through his spyglass but Jack pops his head in front of it and says, "I'm having a thought here Barbossa. What say we run up a flag of truce, I scurry over to the Interceptor and I negotiate the return of your medallion aye? What say you to that?"
"Nah, you see Jack, that's exactly the attitude that lost you the Pearl. People are easy to search after they're dead," Barbossa replies, "Lock them in the brig."
One pirate grabs Jacks shoulder and another grabs my arm. They practically drag us down there.
When the pirate that grabbed Jack locks is in, Jack says, "Apparently there's a leak."
I roll my eyes and scoff.
"What? You don't think I'm funny?" he asks.
"No, I just think you're daft and mad," I reply.
He opens his mouth to say something, but is cut off by the ship taking a sharp turn causing us to fall to the floor.
Jack stands up and looks through a hole in the wood. He jumps out of the way just in time for a cannon to fly through.
"Stop blowing holes in my ship!" he yells.
"I highly doubt they heard you, and it wouldn't have worked anyway," I say. I turn around to see that the cannon blew the lock clean off. I push the door slightly and it swings open.
"Let's go love," Jack says. He grabs my wrist and pulls me toward the stairs leading to the deck.
We go to the railing. A man swings toward us on a rope. Jack grabs it as them falls on deck.
"Thank you very much," he says, "Ready?"
"As I'll ever be," I reply. He puts his free arm around my waist and I wrap my arms around his neck. We jump and swing over to the Interceptor.
We land on deck in front of Mr. Gibbs.
"Jack! Alex!" he says.
Jack pulls Gibb's flask from his belt, and sit to him and says, "It's bloody empty."
Jack goes to help Elizabeth as I unsheath my sword and start to fight.
"Will!" Elizabeth yells before running toward the grate. I knock a man overboard and follow her.
"Elizabeth! Alex!" Will says from underneath the wood.
"We need to move the mast," I say. We push it and it moves slightly.
"We need help!" Elizabeth screams. Some sailors come over and help push the mast off of the grate. They hold it up just enough for me to slip under and grab his hand.
I almost have Will out just before I slip and fall into the water as well and they drop the grate.
I cough and sputter for air as I come up.
"What happened?" Will asks.
"I slipped," I reply.
"I have an idea, follow me." Will says before he goes back under.