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The Black Pearl heaved hard to starboard, adjusting course to run parallel with the Flying Dutchman. Both ships headed straight and fast towards their common foe.

Jack spared a glance towards his formidable new ally. He supposed there might be moments in the future, when he'd regret forfeiting the captaincy of the Dutchman. But not now. At this moment, there was no ship he'd rather command than his Pearl. It felt completely right for them to be together for this- the final act in a long, disturbing drama, which had begun with their forceable separation.

The rigging trembled eagerly under Sparrow's hand, as though the ship herself was sharing his excitement, anticipating an impending triumphant such as occurred in very few lifetimes.

Her captain could understand. / Beckett abused you cruelly too, didn't he, luv? Took me from you, set you aflame, sank you into cold blackness. 'Twas by his doin' I had ta strike that desperate bargain... trade all I had to give, to get you back. My 'pearl of great price'. / His fingers caressed the damp rope. / Soon, my lass. Soon. /

The 'Pearl' and 'Dutchman' were closing in alongside the Endeavour, still unimpeded by any defensive fire. Sparrow grinned a feral grin.

/ Caught you by surprise, eh, Mr. Lord Cutler Beckett? You'd have done well to be more careful choosin' yer enemies. Captain Jack Sparrow has had enough o' being a thing fer you to track down, to be kept or killed at yer pleasure. No more'en a beast to you.

/ Seems to me, though, that the other definition of 'beast'- a vicious, inhuman brute - is one you qualify for better 'en I do. So it's especially fittin', here at the end of the hunt, that the roles have turned an' it's me what gets to tame you. /

"Cap'in?"

"Fire."

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/ This tale is over, Beckett. I've won. /

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