T R E A S U R E I S L A N D - T-ISLAND SCREENPLAY
ISLAND - Was a pirate secret location, known only to a small number of
captains by that name. But as piracy became unfashionable with mass hangings, the numbers
of those in the know, dwindled. Until, all that remained was a location
carved in wood. Generally hidden somewhere safe by the pirate concerned.
This location was useless without a chart giving the exact position that
each pirate buried their stash. The maps made on parchment, were handed down
to the next generations, by way of inheritance free of taxes.
The Hispaniola motored between Santa Catalina and Isla providence, via the channel that passed under 'Puente De Los Enamorados,' the Lover's Bridge, thence to the jetty and boat dock known as Muelle de Barcos. The Elizabeth Swann was in plain sight, tied up end on to the pier. Captain Tremaine expertly maneuvered the sixty foot yacht, coming alongside the wooden structure on the south side. Billy Bones leaped ashore, while Black Jack threw ropes to his shipmate, to tie up. It was a sunny afternoon, with a brisk breeze that chilled the air.
In his cabin, Lord Huntington slipped into a lightweight wind-cheater of the yachting variety. He was wearing walking boots in place of his deck shoes, in preparation for the hike ahead. Having completed his ablutions, he skipped up on deck, passing Captain Tremaine as he did so.
"I'm off on a scouting mission of sorts, to get my bearings. Would you please stay onboard with the crew, or not wander too far inshore. I'll try to be as quick as can be. And will report anything of interest, should we need help."
"Right you are squire," said Captain Tremaine. "This is your party."
Huntington headed for the Elizabeth Swann, with a spring in his step.
"Ahoy there," he shouted. Standing close to the port sponson of the Swann. John Storm appeared on the adjoining walkway, between the forward helm and rear cabins.
"This way Lord Huntington."
Huntington scaled a ladder taking him down to the port outrigger, then to the walkway. The two men shook hands.
"Let's hope we have more luck this time."
"Quite so." Lord Huntington followed John forward, into the closed helm.
"My word, that is some chart table. Hello Dan, Miss Trisha."
John, Dan and Cleopatra smiled. It was a magnificent war office, with a giant table for planning missions and reading paper charts.
"Good afternoon Lord Huntington," said Hal. Huntington looked around for another crew member. His eyes scanned the ultra modern instrument consoles. "Gracious, me three seats, very Star trek." Then he spotted a screen with a face. "Ah, there you are. Wondered when we'd meet. Wow, and look at that view."
The view forward was uncluttered by decks and fittings. Looking straight out to sea, with a panoramic of the ocean ahead and down, unparalleled in any other ship.
"That is stunning. Feels like were swimming with the fishes. Must get one of those."
Cleopatra brought over some tea.
"Oh, lovely. Very thoughtful of you my dear." Huntington desperately tried not to admire Cleopatra's perfectly formed body, he thought that was bad form. Keeping his eyes firmly fixed on her beautiful face.
"Well to business then. John, I have a map of this Archipelago, with some landmarks that I'm hoping you'll be able to help me identify."
"Uh, huh. Where did this map originate?"
"Well John, if I told you, you'd not believe me."
"It's a matter of, well, er, secrecy. This must remain strictly confidential. I need your word on that. Many men have died over this schematic."
John looked to Dan and Cleopatra. Then to Hal. "We'll give you that assurance, as Blue Shield agents, won't we?"
Dan opened up. "It's true Lord Huntington, we are Blue Shield operatives, but more than that. When John gives his word, it is his bond. The same goes for Trisha here, and myself. We are loyal to John.
"Splendid. And Hal?"
"Hal's AI is focused on vessel management. He cannot store or divulge anything without my express authorization. Now, why should Blue Shield, give this mission such prioritized attention?"
"I mentioned before of a handsome contribution to the UN's heritage arm. If, that is, you help me to find objects of value thought to have once been the property of a certain historic figure. And you have recently found the remains of another historic character. Have you not."
"Indeed, we have. But you are speaking of someone else. Probably then about time, don't you think, to share at least some information, if we are to be of any use to your own investigations. Your last steer was anything but accurate."
"Quite so. And, I'll get to the bottom of that bogus intelligence. But well, okay then, here we go."
There was a long silence while Huntington steeled himself, then he took a deep breath. "A long departed relative of mine was bequeathed a map of an island, this island. The origination of that map being all important."
"Yes," said John, urging Lord Huntington on.
"The map I'm about to share with you," Huntington hesitated yet again, was taken from a ship called the 'Adventure' on the twenty-second of November 1718."
"You are kidding me. The battle of Ocracoke?"
"You know of this battle?"
"Since I was a kid. If we are on the same hymn sheet, and we must be, this is when Blackbeard the pirate was captured, tortured, and beheaded."
"Right you are John, Lieutenant Robert Maynard, and his crew searched the ship from top to bottom, and only found this map and other letters. But nothing else. No gold or silver hoard."
"Wait a minute, isn't that Commander Maynard also Royal Navy?"
John let that go for now, as just a coincidence. But John did not believe in coincidences.
Rendezvous at Muelle de Barcos, crew asked to remain on docked Hispaniola. Dan and Cleopatra to remain on Swann. But Long shadows Huntington and Storm, as they seek to identify map landmarks. Mostly erased by Hurricane Iota. Huntington is forced to reveal other clues, not included on duplicate map. They find a cave full of pirate skeletons, and a golden skull. John Longstride thinks this is location of Blackbeard's/Morgan's treasure. He noted John's strength in moving some large rocks, impossible for an ordinary man to move. Huntington also surprised at the extraordinary feats.
HURRICANE IOTA NOVEMBER 2020
- Providencia (boat dock) and Santa Catalina were ravaged by extreme weather
when heading into 2021.
The hurricane was first considered a Category 2 but just before passing Providencia it developed into a Category-5 tropical cyclone which NASA said can have wind speeds of up to 253km/h (157mph) and has the ability to cause catastrophic damage.
SCENE 5. SUNKEN CITY SURVEY - Present Day, Swann's sensors scan the ocean bed, revealing mausoleum former Governor of Jamaica.
JILL BIRD - London. John
Storm's finds lost Henry Morgan's pirate remains. "And for those of you wondering,
there was no treasure."
SCENE 10. SHIP'S COOK - William Gray helps John Long's cut-throats to crew for Huntington's Hispaniola, Long a dab hand on the galley.
SCENE 12. SKELETON ISLAND - Intrigued by map proffered by Lord Huntington, John agrees to switch attention to location, to coast of Panama. .
SCENE 17. BLACKBEARD'S CURSE - John retakes Swann, Hal immobilizes Black Jack and Billy Bones and rescues prisoners on Hispaniola.