Author's note: Like in the first movie, all CCS characters belong to CLAMP. All characters of Cardcaptor Torika belong to clowprincess223. The characters of Pirates of the Caribbean belong to Disney. This is a fan based project. If I did own the CCS characters then I wouldn't be here.

Cardcaptor Torika: The Heart of the Ocean

Chapter 3: Left Our Marks

Port Royal - Beckett's Office

In Beckett's office, a person was painting a map of the world on the wall. Beckett was having a word with his right-hand man, Mercer when Will, Li, and Torika came in escorted by two Royal Navy soldiers and a leutenant.

Leutenant: Lord Beckett, the prisoners as ordered, sir.

Beckett then motioned toward their shackles.

Beckett: Those won't be necessary.

The leutenant followed his orders and took off their shackles. Few minutes later, Beckett was making three glasses of bourbon for Will, Li, and himself.

Beckett: The East India Trading Company has need of your services.

He offered them a glass but they remained silent. Beckett, figuring that they don't want the glasses, put them down.

Beckett: We wish for you three to act as our agents in a business transaction with our mutual friend Captain Sparrow

Will: More aquaintance. How do you know him?

Beckett: We've had dealings in the past. And we've each left our mark on the other.

As he said that, he grabbed hold of an iron pole with a reverse 'P' on the bottom end. Probably for marking people who broke the law as a pirate.

Torika: What mark did he leave on you?

With that asked, Beckett set his pole back into the fireplace, in a bit of a foul mood.

Beckett: By your efforts, Jack Sparrow was set free. I would like you three to go to him and recover a certain property in his possession.

Li: Recover. At the point of a sword?

Beckett: Bargain.

As he said that word, he put down his glass of bourbon and walked toward a very small chest on his desk. He then opens it and shows a folded piece of paper.

Beckett: Letters of Marque. You will offer what amounts to a full pardon. Jack will be free, a privateer in the employ of England.

The three of them found this hard to believe.

Will: Somehow I doubt Jack will consider employment the same as being free.

Beckett scoffed at the idea of freedom. He puts the letters back inside the chest. He then leads the three of them out to his balcony overlooking the harbor.

Beckett: Jack Sparrow is a dying breed. The world is shrinking, the blank edges of the map filled in. Jack must find his place in the new world or perish. Not unlike you three, Mr. Turner, Mr. Showron, and Ms. Torika. You three and your friends face the hangman's noose.

Torika: So you get Jack and the Black Pearl.

Beckett: The Black Pearl?

Torika: The property you want that he possesses.

Beckett: A ship? Hardly. The item in question is considerably smaller and far more valuable, something Sparrow keeps on his person at all times. A compass?

Will and Li began to look off into the distance as they remembered Gibb's tale on how Jack got the compass.

Beckett: Ah, you know it. Bring back that compass or there's no deal.

They've been put into a big pickle this time. They had been given a task that if they agree, they go free. If they don't, they will be put to death.

To be continued...

Finally got back to working on this story. I had a promise to Clowprincess223 that I would upload a new chapter by the end of the year. I hope to regularly continue this story.