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The chest swung open and inside were mounds upon mounds of treasure gleaming in the sun as rings and jewels and coins rested before them. Will took the two silver rings on the top and hid them in his pocket, with a special idea in his mind for them.

The crew members headed to a remote part of the British island and stayed there with other pirates, but they kept there distance. Capt. Deep didn’t want other pirates fool enough to try to steal her treasure. But no pirate was fool enough to try and touch Capt. Deep’s treasure.

The next morning Capt. Deep and Will were fiancées, and they promised to be wed the next week, in the same church Will had attended as a child.
The wedding was quick, because there were bound to be naval men who would try and interrupt them.
As they sealed their marriage with a kiss, naval men burst through the doors. They aimed their guns for the two newlyweds, and they stole a rope from the church alter that was holding up a wooden cross. The cross shattered on the ground, but Capt. Deep tied a loop in the rope and swung it onto the rafters above them. They swung up onto the wooden beams, and moved quickly to avoid the bullets being shot at them.
They broke through a window and rolled down the rooftop, and landing on their feet on the ground and running towards the port where the crew was waiting for them.