Plot:
While looking for an ancient stone disk said to control the weather, Captain Jack and Maggie become involved with a Spanish Jungle Cult that worships a female leader known as the Mother of Water...

AN: Based on issue #4 of the Pirates of the Caribbean Comic spinoff by Chris Schweizer.

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Ask any pirate what they would do for treasure and likely enough you'll get an answer somewhere along the lines of Anything! And possibly followed by a kick in the shin! But talking and doing are two very different things and not too many pirates would have the guts to row their way up the Los Pesadilla River, especially considering the horrific dangers said to lurk there!

Unfortunately for Maggie, her Dad, Captain Jack Sparrow wasn't many pirates...

That's why Maggie, Mr. Gibbs, Marty and Scrum were dragged along with him to row up the infamous Los Pesadilla River. Most of the crew stayed aboard the Pearl out of fear to head up this river. Maggie couldn't say she blamed them, the thick lush jungle wetland had an eerie feeling that even gave her the creeps!

"...And that, Mr. Gibbs, is why you should never wear more than six petticoats at once unless you are passably fluent in Dutch!" Captain Jack finished yet another of his wild stories as they docked their rowboat.

"Fascinating" Maggie muttered sarcastically. "Now can we get this treasure hunting show on the road?"

"Scared, Luv?" Captain Jack asked her, smirking.

"No!" Maggie half-lied. "The humidity is murder on my hair, is all!"

"Since when do you care about your hair?" Jack asked.

Maggie planted her hands on her hips "Just read the map, Dad!"

"Alright, our map mentions as it's principal landmark, a stone bearing an uncanny resemblance to a roosting albatross..." Jack's eyes scanned the riverbank for a minute before landing on one rock in particular. "... And I do believe we're now successfully at said landmark!"

"Not exactly a perfect likeness..." Mr. Gibbs squinted at the rock.

"It's beak is too rounded!" Maggie told Jack.

"I think it looks more like a big seagull!" Marty commented.

"Or a goose!" Scrum added.

"I suspect it unlikely that this godforsaken stretch of river will yield a rock that looks more like an albatross than this one" Jack told them.

Once they completed tying up the boat, the pirates began making their way up the river bank.

"I'm mighty glad we've got that map, Jack" Mr. Gibbs noted. "These be dangerous waters we're treading here."

"The map doesn't strip them of danger, Mr. Gibbs" Jack reminded his first mate. "And neither does it offer us any means to circumvent it. In other words, keep on your toes, savvy?"

"DAD!" Maggie yelled as she noticed a large yellow snake hanging on a branch behind Jack.

Captain Jack turned just in time to see the venomous reptile lurch toward his face in an attacking strike. The snake was a mere few inches from Jack's nose when a spear flew down from the trees and stabbed the snake in the neck. The creature was still thrashing it's scaly body wildly as it was pinned to the ground by the spear near Jack's boots.

Maggie and the crew sighed in relief, but then gasped in surprise as a wild shaggy man came flying down from the trees and landed in front of them as well!

The man had long dirty blonde hair that matched his unkept beard and looked almost as desperately in need of a bath as the crew of the Black Pearl. He wore a dark grey loincloth and a ragged deerhind satchel on his hip, wrapped around his wrists appeared to be dark green snake-skin cuffs.

The man picked up his spear and grabbed a hold of the skewered snake which was still half alive. The crew watched in bewilderment as the man shoved his hissing prey into his satchel and then looked up at them, beaming a toothless smile.

"You're here... here to see her, aren't you?" He cackled before taking off into the wilderness.

The pirates stood there for a moment in stunned silence.

"Right... let's go!" Captain Jack said suddenly, turning to the right and continuing on his way.

"Daddy! Who was that?" Maggie jogged ahead to catch up to him.

"Haven't the foggiest" Jack shrugged it off as he stared down at the map.

"Might he be after our treasure?" Gibbs asked.

"Looks to me like he's after snakes, mate" Jack answered.

"Why is he here?" Scrum asked. "I thought even the local jungle tribes steered clear of this place!"

"You'd have to ask him!" Jack told him. "All I know is that we are tantalizingly close to a treasure that will alter the fabric of our very existence!"

"And now that were so close to it, can you tell us what this big mysterious treasure is?" Maggie asked. "Y'know, the one were risking life and limb for, by treading through snake infested river banks?!"

"Have you ever heard the lore and legend of an object that could allow whatever scalleywag holding it the ability to control the wind itself, Luv?" Jack asked his Daughter.

Mr. Gibbs eyes widened "You don't mean...?"

"What?" Maggie asked. "What does he mean?"

"It can't be..." Gibbs shook his head.

"What can't it be?" Maggie asked impatiently. "Tell me!"

"The Weather Gauge?" Mr. Gibbs breathed.

"Precisely, Master Gibbs!" Jack nodded.

"What's that?!" Maggie asked, hopping between them. "What is it? What's it do? Someone answer me before my head explodes with curiosity!"

The two men still ignored her.

"But Jack, the Weather Gauge ain't been seen for more than a hundred years" Mr. Gibbs told the eccentric Captain.

"Good thing we've got this map, eh?" Jack said, waving the piece of worn parchment.

"That still doesn't answer any of my questions!" Maggie whined.

"The Weather Gauge has been said to change the course of history itself!" Mr. Gibbs explained. "It has caused empires to fall and entire fleets to sink beneath the waves. The Mongols, the Koreans, the Spanish Armada... We'd have our throats slit eight different ways by breakfast if anyone were to discover we so much as knew it existed, much less have it in hand!"

"Whoa..." Maggie gasped.

"Which I do hope explains me reluctance to even breathe a word of it before we were long gone from civilization!" Jack told the crew.

"Not so much as we think judging by that scraggly-jawed snake-catcher, Captain!" Marty reminded him.

"Yeah, Daddy!" Maggie agreed "Do you think there could be more people where he came from?"

"That is unlikely, Dearest!" Jack told Maggie. "This place has gained a reputation of being nigh unlivable! No one dares to come up this river, let alone live here! From what I hear the Spanish built a misson somewhere around here, but it wasn't long before they lost contact with their masters. A whole company of conquistadors were sent to find them and they vanished as well!"

"Then who was that guy collecting snakes?" Maggie asked.

"Probably just the occasional explorer or lunatic who will stumble into any forbidding tableau, even one as isolated as this" Captain Jack shrugged. "Believe me, if our reptile enthusiast friend has or rather had companions, I suspect they are either gone or soon will be."

"Uh... Dad?" Maggie said.

Captain Jack lowered the map from his face and looked ahead to see that they were surrounded by other men in loincloths with sharp spears pointed directly at them.

"...Then again, I could always be wrong?" Jack shrugged.

"Ye don't say!" Maggie told him, sarcastically.

The crew of the Black Pearl had found the abandoned misson as they planned. But upon finding their goal, they found that the place wasn't so uninhabited as they originally thought. The men who surrounded them must have been the Spanish Conquistadors, Jack had mentioned earlier. They wore metal helmets and whatever was left of their armour, and brandished sharpened spears at the Crew.

They must have been living in the Mission all these years Maggie thought as she stared up at the giant stone church that towered over them.

Suddenly the same shaggy snake catching man, jumped down from a tree and landed in front of them.

Maggie jumped. "Bloody Heck, Man! Would it kill ye to wear a bell?"

"I told them you had come!" He told Jack with excitement. "It has been so long since any have made pilgrimage here! Welcome, welcome! We are so very glad that you have come!" He put his arms around Jack and Maggie and led them away from the others. "Come, come! You have to come and see her! Must not waste time talking with poor, unworthy Sergei!"

"Who exactly is her, Mr. Sergei?" Maggie questioned.

"The Mother of Water!" He answered "She who guides us with her benevolent rule!"

Maggie raised an eyebrow and shot Captain Jack a questioning glance.

"Sergei, is it?" Captain Jack asked. "Whilst we are all a'twitter to learn more about this Queen of yours to whom you make such fervent and frequent reference. We have another errand that is a titch more immediate, savvy?"

"Errand?" Sergei asked.

"Just a worthless old bauble I needed to pick up inside the old mission there" Jack gestured to the abandoned stone church on the hill overlooking the village.

"Mission?" Sergei asked confused. "You mean... the Temple?"

"Mission, Temple... the big stoney place with the crucifixes, whatever you call it, eh?" Jack rolled his eyes.

"Not yet!" Sergei said "You and the little one must be prepared first. You cannot meet her as you are."

Sergei took Maggie and Jack by the sleeves and led them into the Mission.

"Two shakes, mates!" Jack called to his crew, who were being put into cages by the Spanish Conquistadors.

Jack and Maggie entered the Mission noticed right away that the Spanish Conquistadors had turned what was suppose to be a House of God into some kind of a Screwy Cult. Racks of swords, spears and and battle axes sat on one side of the room and on the other side was a shelf with jars filled with a greenish yellow liquid.

In the middle of the room sat two other men who were taking dead snakes and squeezing their necks in attempts to juice the venom out of them. Maggie looked at the greenish yellow liquid coming out of the snakes mouth and then glanced back at the shelf full of jars at to her left.

Then she glanced up and her stomach turned to ice water as she gripped her father's hand. Hanging above them were dead snakes that had been juiced for their venom.

"Love what you've done with the place" Jack told them, clearly just as disturbed as Maggie.

Four men then came up to them, one of them began to remove Jack's shirt, sash and belt, while another began to draw on Jack's bare chest with war paint. The other two men handed Maggie a long sleeved white dress and held up a curtain in front of her to sheild her as she changed.

"The Temple is a sacred place." Sergei explained as they changed. "We will not know if you two are worthy until you have both traversed it's threshold."

"Have at it, Mate" Jack told him. "A true believer, that's Captain Jack! I can only express my sincere embarrassment at having left me own religious body paint at home!"

Maggie came out from behind the curtain dressed in the apparently mandatory white garment. The men then started to smear some paint on her face and forehead as well.

"Yes, I sure am curious about what you guys have going on here" She half-lied.

Maggie and Jack could tell from the get-go these guys weren't firing with a full round of bullets, so to say. But they came for the Weather Gauge that was hidden in their Temple and they weren't leaving without it!

"What visitors we receive are rarely so acquiescent" came a voice from behind them. "Though they know not the great honor they are to be afforded."

Captain Jack and Maggie turned to see the man which the voice belonged to. He was older, with a long grey beard fashioned into two sections, down to his chest. He wore a full Spanish Conquistadors armor and helmet and walked along with a long staff which had a bundle of dead snakes at the top. Maggie could tell by the way he carried himself that he must be the leader.

"We welcome you, strangers" he said to them.

"Much obliged, mate" Captain Jack stepped forward. "And as we are wholeheartedly abherent to your cultish beliefs."

"Whatever they may happen to be..." Maggie mumbled. Jack gave her hand a squeeze, advising her to keep her lips sealed.

"I only hope my daughter and I might demonstrate our religious devotion by say... getting to know your temple and any of it's nooks and crannies, wherein a particular object might be hid" Jack said quickly.

"Oh, try not to seem too suspicious" Maggie whispered to him, sarcastically.

Captain Jack was about to whisper something back, before he was cut off by slurping. They turned and noticed that the lead man was drinking greenish yellow liquid from a clay bowl.

"Snake venom, is it?" Jack asked. "Never touch the stuff meself. Now whilst we certainly wish to pay proper homage to whatever idol you lot clearly hold in such high esteem. Might I first inquire as to whether you've come across a stone disk placed somewhere hereabouts? About so big?" Jack demonstrated the size with his hands. "An arrow transfixing it's face?"

"Completely worthless, of course" Maggie added. "In fact, just keeping it around most likely lowers the property value of this place."

"Know you of how we came to find the mother of water?" The leader asked.

"We know not" Maggie nodded. "But seems to me that it has little to do with our questions about the disk."

"We were sent here years ago" the Leader began nonetheless. "In another lifetime, sent to find the monks that built this place, but they were dead and we were soon to follow them. Driven nearly mad by hunger, fear and fever we sought shelter in the temple. We prayed for relief and our prayers were answered, but not by the God to whom we made our supplications... The Mother of Water!"

"The Mother of Water!" The other cult members echoed proudly.

"She brought forth the spring that gives us life and sanctuary! She keeps away the predators that would otherwise make meals of us!" The Leader preached.

"The Mother of Water!" The other member replied.

"Though we do our best to satisfy her needs, we are her unworthy congregation and would not presume to make offerings of our bodies to her insatiable appetite" the Leader explained. "Thus when men from the outside world make their way hither, we bring them to her chamber."

"Oh!" Jack grinned. "It's that sort of cult!"

"Daddy" Maggie frowned. "Please tell me you ain't thinking, what I think you're thinking!"

"I must not be" Captain Jack patted her head. "Because you're too young to know about the lovely mystery that takes place betwixt a man and a woman."

Maggie sighed, fixing her hair. "Dad! We came here to find what we came here to find!" She told her father. "Not so you can go and get your freak on with a crazy jungle cult lady!"

"Maggie my Luv, a truely great pirate knows how to multitask" Jack explained to her. "And as such, he learns to mix business with pleasure."

"Ewwww-uck!" Maggie scrunched up her face in disgust.

"So... this Mother of Water?" Jack inquired. "Is she the sort to catch a mate's eye? Pretty-like?"

"Pretty cannot even begin to describe her" Sergei said.

"She is the most beautiful creature to ever move across this earth" The Leader nodded.

"Well then by all means, mates!" Jack smiled. "Chop-chop! Mustn't keep a lady waiting!"

Maggie groaned as she followed her father, Sergei and Cult Leader down a stone hallway. She hated when her father went after women like this. First of all, it was gross to think about. Secondly, Captain Jack Sparrow was her Daddy, not some painted salty wench's Daddy. And thirdly... it was gross to think about!

"You know gentlemen, this is not the first time I've found myself fancied by some wanton jungle chieftess" Jack explained.

"I'm not hearing this!" Maggie said loudly.

"It's the gold, I'd wager" Jack ignored her. "They can't resist a winning smile."

"But the stench of his breath lacks much to be desired" Maggie mused.

"Maggie, how about you play that 'let's be quiet game' Daddy taught you?" Jack suggested.

"How about you play the 'Abstinence Game' Daddy?" Maggie retorted.

Jack was about to say something else before he noticed that the Cult Leader and Sergei had left and they had come to the end of the hallway. They were now in the crumbling alter of the misson. The roof had holes in a bunch of places, vines and vegetation had taken over the place and the whole place was flooded with about six or seven inches of water. Also for whatever reason, their were more cult members were banging on drums in rhythm.

"Not very romantic... clammy, in fact" Captain Jack studied the location. "I'm not sure the drums and their accompanying spectators will do much for the mood either."

"I'm just gonna wait outside, I really don't wanna be a spectator to this either!" Maggie began walking back towards the exit.

But when she tried to leave, the Cult Leader blocked her path and ushered her back over towards her father. Maggie walked towards her father and tugged his pant leg.

"Daddy, I'm starting to get the feeling these guys have some hidden intentions that they've yet to share with us" she told Jack, glancing back at the members of the cult.

"Maggie..." Captain Jack gasped.

"Relax, Daddy" Maggie told him reassuringly. "Even if you don't get it on with the Mother of Water or whatever, I'm sure we'll still manage to find our disk thingy."

"Maggie!" Jack whispered urgently.

"Yeah, yeah, I know way too much for my age!" Maggie rolled her eyes. "But don't worry, I've never actually done any of that stuff..."

Maggie's words trailed off as she turned around and looked forward to what her Dad was staring at in fear.

"Holy Motherbugger..." Maggie swore softly.

The Mother of Water was not some beautiful jungle goddess. In fact, she wasn't even human! She was a giant scaley anaconda! She was so big she probably could have taken the kraken in a fight! She towered over Captain Jack and Maggie, staring down at them with her slitted, evil-looking yellow eyes.

She slithered around them in an almost suggestive, yet predatory manner.

"I believe she is interested, my friend!" Sergei called to Jack from the far side of the room. "Soon you will both have the honor of joining the Mother!"

"By being eaten?!" Jack snapped.

"Of course!" Sergei told him. "What did you think we meant?"

Maggie and Jack didn't get a chance to respond as the snake began to coil around them. Captain Jack scooped Maggie up and leaped out of the snake coils before she could strangle them. He ran and set Maggie down on the side, before wrestling one of the drummers to the ground and grabbing the machete he had strapped to his back.

"Daddy! Lookout!" Maggie shouted to him as the giant snake slithered up behind him, fangs bared and getting ready to strike.

Captain Jack swung around and prepared to stab the snake in the snout with the machete. Until the Cult Leader tackled him to the ground and luckily out of harm from the snake.

"You would dare bring harm upon the Mother?" The Cult Leader asked Jack.

"She started it, mate!" Jack told him.

Maggie's eyes scanned around the room. That stone disk had to be here somewhere, if they could locate it, they could grab it and get out of this insanity!

Suddenly a beam of sunlight shined through on of the holes in the roof and caught the gleam of something metal above. This caught Maggie's eye, she looked up and saw it. The Weather Gauge! The round stone disk had a golden lining and was hanging from a vine against one of the tall pylons of the temple.

"Daddy!" Maggie shouted to her father. "Look! I found it!"

Captain Jack followed her gaze and grinned, before punching the Cult Leader in the jaw.

"Sorry, Mate!" Jack told him, getting up off the ground. "But my daughter and I came here for one reason and it wasn't to become a snake snack!"

While Jack was talking, Maggie was climbing her way up the stone pylon to retrieve the Weather Gauge from the top. She was almost there when she noticed the snake was coiling itself around Jack.

"Daddy!" Maggie shouted her worried voice bouncing off the stone walls.

The giant snake turned it's attention off Jack and up to Maggie on the pylon. The snake hissed and began to slither it's way up the stone tower towards Maggie, while still holding Jack in it's coils.

"Oh no..." Maggie whimpered as she started to scamper higher up the pylon towards the Weather Gauge, but the giant snake was gaining on her fast.

The snake was just a few feet away from snapping it's jaws around Maggie, but instead it reared it's head back hissing in pain. Maggie looked down, her father had used his machete to stab the snake in the tail, causing it to loosen it's grip and allow Jack to slip out of it's coils.

As the snake turned it's attention back to Jack, he used the machete again to stab it in the eye. While the snake was distracted, Captain Jack ran across it's tail and jumped towards the vines hanging on the pylon. He climbed as quick as he could to get to Maggie, who now had the Weather Gauge tucked under her arm.

As Jack reached Maggie, the snake began to slither it's way up to them. Luckily, Maggie had already devised an escape plan.

"Daddy! Take the vine and swing down!" Maggie told him. "I'll take care of that big scaley monster!"

Captain Jack grabbed one long vine and began to swing around the pylon. Maggie stayed behind and climbed into the hole where the Weather Gauge was, it went straight through to the other side the pylon.

"C'mon!" Maggie shouted to the giant snake. "Come and get me, you hissing harpy!"

The snake lurched forward aiming straight for the hole where Maggie sat.

But Maggie jumped out of the hole from the opposite end, so as the snake entered the hole, Maggie jumped out and off the pylon. Captain Jack continued to swing around near the bottom of the pylon, he reached out and caught Maggie just before she could hit the ground.

As Jack finally made it to the ground while holding Maggie, he hugged her. They looked up at their predator who was now trapped inside the stone pylon, writhing and hissing visciously.

Captain Jack grinned, kissing his daughter's cheek. "That's my girl" he said proudly.

But suddenly a heavy cracking sound echoed off the walls of the misson. Maggie and Jack looked up to find that the ancient stone pylon wasn't made to support the weight of a giant anaconda! The pylon began to crumble and whole roof of the misson was coming down with it!

"To the exit!" Maggie ordered as her father already began running back through the hallway they came from and to the exit.

As the whole misson began to come down around them the snake, who had broken free of the crumbling stone pylon, slithered after them.

Maggie clutched both her father's chest and the Weather Gauge as Jack continued to run for the exit. He took a rolling leap for the exit as the snake went to strike, clutching his daughter to his chest, Captain Jack rolled down the short hill leading to the misson, as the ancient stone building fell to destruction.

When the dust cleared, Maggie and Jack found they were unharmed and sitting just on the edge of the stone ruins.

The father-daughter duo shared a smile, before looking down and seeing where they had landed. Although the giant snake was finally dead, Jack and Maggie were sitting directly in the gap of it's huge dead mouth!

"Let's get out of here!" Maggie whimpered, realizing that they were too close to the giant reptile for comfort.

Captain Jack and Maggie walked down the hill and towards the cages where their crew were still trapped.

The men guarding them turned to look at Maggie and Jack questioningly.

Maggie hissed threateningly and the men took off into the surrounding jungle.

As Jack released the crew from their bamboo cage, Mr. Gibbs couldn't help but remind Jack of his previous mistake.

"Entirely uninhabited, eh?" The first mate asked.

"Save your criticisms, Master Gibbs" Jack told him. "After all, we got what we came for."

"Yeah, we did!" Maggie cheered holding up the Weather Gauge in victory.

"Great, now let's get out of here!" Marty said.

"Capital idea!" Maggie agreed. "After this I don't wanna see another snake again for the rest of my life!"

"You and me both, Luv" Jack nodded.

As the crew took off towards the jungle, they left behind a destroyed stone misson, a giant dead snake and some scared, runaway cult members. But they had yet to notice that behind the pile of rubble that once was a misson, they was a flatten down patch of grass and in the center of it was a single egg. About the size and weight of six cannonball's combined, and suddenly the eggshell began to crack...

Apparently the recently deceased giant snake wasn't called the Mother of Water for nothing.

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As the pirate crew began their descent back through the jungle towards the riverbank, Maggie couldn't shake the feeling they were being followed. But once they returned to their boat on the river, her nerves started to settle down.

"Alrighty boys, let's blow snake-infested scuzz hole!" Maggie told them.

"Hold up!" Jack ordered the crew.

"What now?" Maggie asked.

"We should grab some of these mango's while we're at it" Jack pointed up to a tree next to them. "Crawl up and get some, Maggie."

"Nope" Maggie said, turning towards the boat.

"Fine" Captain Jack began to climb up the tree. "More for me then!"

"Make sure you don't pick a green one!" Scrum called after him.

"Dad, can we just go!" Maggie whined. "I think we've all had enough for one day, we got eaten alive by mosquitoes coming up the river, we got kidnapped by some lunatic cult and we almost got eaten by a giant anaconda. Forget the mango's, we'll get some more in the marketplace in Tortuga."

Maggie waited for her father to respond, but she got nothing.

"Daddy?" Maggie asked. "Did you hear me?"

Maggie looked up at the tree and saw a baby giant snake, which at about thirty feet long, was hardly a baby! The python-sized snake was hanging from a tree branch and had Captain Jack grasped in it's coils and hanging upside down. Jack's eyes bugged out of his head, but Maggie couldn't tell if it was from fear or that the snake was slowly squeezing the life out of him.

Maggie groaned. "I swear, if it's not one thing with that man, it's another!" She turned to the crew. "Gibbs, hand me the rifle out of the boat, the rest of you don't move and shut your traps!"

"You do have a plan..." Marty whispered under his breath. "Don't you, Maggie?"

"I have one" Maggie muttered back. "Which means I only got one chance, so everyone keep your fingers and toes crossed."

Maggie kept her eyes on the snake as Mr. Gibbs handed her the rifle they'd packed, in case of alligators in the river. She slowly kneeled down on one knee and cocked the trigger on the rifle.

"Maggie..." Captain Jack wheezed, as the snake began to wrap it's body around his. "Tell me... you're not... going to...?"

"Well, if you got in the boat and left when I told you to, I wouldn't have to!" Maggie argued. She hoped this wouldn't be the last argument they had either.

Jack squeezed his eyes shut as the snake flicked it's forked tongue along his cheek.

Maggie took her aim. "Alright, Dad" she told Jack. "Just hang tight."

"As apposed to what?" Jack whimpered, breathlessly.

"Maggie!" Mr. Gibbs whisper-yelled. "You can't shoot the snake!"

"Why not?" Marty asked. "Do you see the size of that thing? The whole crew could have new snake-skin boats!"

"And matching purses!" Scrum nodded.

Mr. Gibbs and Marty gave him a look.

"Man purses!" Scrum elaborated.

"I meant she can't shoot the snake, because she might hit Jack!" Mr. Gibbs told them.

"Not to worry, boys!" Maggie told them. "Cause I'm not even aiming for the snake."

Just as the snake unhinged it's massive jaw and got ready to swallow Captain Jack whole, Maggie fired several bullets at the tree branch that the snake was coiled around. Soon the tree branch creaked and finally snapped as snake fell with Jack wrapped up in it's coils.

"OOF! AHH! UGH! UHH! AH! UGH! OW!" Captain Jack yelled on the way down, smacking into mutiple tree branches and vines on the way down.

Finally he landed on the ground, with his scaly predator still wrapped around him. Although the snake was now dead from the fall, they weren't certain if Jack had made it as well.

"Daddy?" Maggie asked worried.

"Captain?" Mr. Gibbs asked.

"Is he...?" Scrum asked.

"Maybe...?" Marty shrugged.

Captain Jack groaned "Someone... get me... out of here... now!"

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No more then ten minutes later, the pirates were rowing down the river and back to the Black Pearl.

"Although I must admit your plan to get me out of that tree was cleverly executed" Captain Jack told Maggie. "Next time, make sure you warn me about the drop before pulling the trigger."

"And next time you drag me up a river" Maggie handed him the Weather Gauge. "Make sure it's snake-free!"

AN: Hope you guys enjoyed this, because there are plenty more short stories where this came from! You will get updates as fast as I can write them! Don't forget to comment and hit the ☆! And remember, no snakes were harmed in the writing of this story! ☠❤