Epilogue

Jack spun the wheel of the Black Pearl As he suddenly changed course. His eyes fixed on a ship in the distance.

"Cap'n, we're coming up on a ship." Mister Gibbs informed Jack who just grinned. "Hoist the Red Flag." Jack ordered.

The deck went silent.

"Those poor souls." Gibbs muttered, confused as to why they were going to show the ship nor her crew mercy in the oncoming attack. "HOIST THE COLORS!" Gibbs bellowed, watching warily as the red flag rippled in the wind.

"Why Cap'n?" Marty asked the crew going about preparing for battle silently as they waited to hear Jacks response.

"Ladies and Gentlemen. We are fast approaching the Victorious Raper," jack announced. Every sailor on the boat turned and glared angrily at the traitorous ship. "And we will send her and her worthless Captain and Crew to a rendezvous with Davy Jones this day if it will be the ladt thing we do!" Jack added. The crew shouted their agreement as they rushed about and readied for war.

"Cap'n, maybe we shouldn't pull in so close." Gibbs warned, he could see each and every scar on the opposing crews face.

"Nay Mister Gibbs, I want to see the ocean through the holes we'll blow in her." Jack stated angrily. "Hold fire!" He ordered, watching as the Captain stood at the helm. He looked so calm, so superior.

Jack smirked as he knew that was about to change. "Fire!" He bellowed, sending off a symphony of cannon fire as he blew holes in the enemy ship, aiming in particular for their cannons. "Board her." Jack ordered, leaving Cotton in charge of the helm as he grabbed a rope and swung across.

Captain Victor Boyance was not surprised to see the Black Pearl, no was he surprised at the colors she flew. The whispers said that Jack Sparrow had a mind to sink him and his ship and here the bird was.

What surprised him was how caught off gaurd his men were.

As he raced toward the main deck to assist on battle, he found Jack Sparrow havinf landed in his path, a glare set in his eyes.

"Victoria Jones sends her regards." Jack hissed before his blade cut through the air and met Victor's.

"Does she now. And where, I wonder, does she lay in wait?" Victor taunted as he battled with the furious pirate. Their blades locked together, pulling the pair close. "Maybe I will pay her a visit, when I finish you off." He spat with a smirk at Jack.

Jack shoved Victor off him, spinning in an arch that brough his blade powerfully against his foe's. "I think I'll take the Pearl, let her walk on into your quarters where I'll have her on your bed." Victor continued.

Jack had to fight to keep himself in control. From past experience, he knew that having a clouded head in battle meant having no head after battle. And so, he continued his onslaught.

The pair continued their fight long after the Victorious Raper's crew had been killed. Together they locked in battle until Victor slipped up.

He raised his arms high, meaning to stab Sparrow powerfully. This move left him undefended, opening an opportunity for Jack to drive his sword into the man's stomache in an upward motion that pierced Victor's heart.

In a swift motion and a fast kick, Victor Boyance fell to Captain Jack Sparrow and became dhark bait to those below.

"Send his ship to the bottom of the ocean. Then we sail for Turkey." Jack ordered.

The men made quick work of the infamous ship before they turned to the East towards the Mediterranean Sea.

Samantha blinked.

"Were you even listening?" Elizabeth asked in annoyance. "Uh... no, I'm sorry, I zoned out." Samantha apologized with a soft smile."I asked what tea you think would be better. Earl grey is a safe way to go, obviously, but maybe the new thing called green tea would be a nice change of pace." Elizabeth mused as she thought over the idea. "What do you think?" She asked Samantha curiously.

"I think rum is good." Samantha muttered. Elizabeth shot her a playfull glare. "I would like to speak to Samantha Vida now, not Jack Sparrow." "Why not Champagne?" Samantha asked curiously. Elizabeth rolled her eyes. "There will be champagne, but there will also be a tea first. So which one?" "Earl grey, all the people here are supper traditional. You'll scare them with green tea." Samantha stated quickly, reminding Elizabeth of the people invited to the wedding. "You are right. I couldn't survive without you, I swear." Elizabeth huffed with a smile as she wrote down the choice and handed it over to a maid to give to her father.

"I am always right." Samantha jested with a smile. "Like right now, come on you have another dress fitting. You haven't gained any weight have you?" Samantha questioned as she tugged Elizabeth to her feet.

The woman glared at her friend but shook her head. "No, you've been very carefull about my diet, remember." "Oh yes, of course." Samantha muttered before ordering the carriage about. "Why are you so happy?" Elizabeth asked with a smile.

"Today something amazing happened somewhere. It's a day for celebration." Samantha cheered, her cheeks flushed red as she remembered the flash of a vision she got. "Today is a great day."