Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of that Damn Ring

Before I start, I know that none of these characters belong to me. They belong to J.R.R. Tolkien and the dude that gave us Pirates.

Prologue: Galadriel's Speech

Galadriel: The world is changed. I feel it in the water. I feel it in the earth. I taste it in the rum. Much that once was is lost. For none now are sober enough to remember it. (Dramatic pause while she takes a drink) It began with the stealing of the Aztec gold. 882 identical pieces were stolen by Barbossa, mortal, dumbest, and ugliest of all beings who above all else desired treasure. Blinded by greed, he spent them. Dumbass. (She snickers.) Ahem. One by one, the coins disappeared. One by one, Barbossa's men were plagued by a curse. And some things that should not have happened did. Death seemed near. But the power of the gold could not be undone. For ten years, Barbossa sailed the seven seas, gathering back every piece that had gone astray. For ten years, they've pillaged and plundered. But the cursed gold has a power all of it's own. It will eventually betray Barbossa to his death. (Glances at script) Shit! You didn't hear that from me. Anyways... History became legend, legend became myth. And for ten years, the gold was mostly forgotten. Until, when chance came, it ensnared a new plot line. One with incredibly hot pirates. For, the time will soon come when Pirates will shape the fortunes of us all.