'Tortuga?' Asked Will.
'Tortuga' smirked Jack.
It was a gloomy night and a small breeze was carrying the two men towards the island that was Tortuga. A sanctuary for sin, the only place in the Caribbean where you could drink away the day, and love all through the night. Tales of the port had spread far and wide and all sorts of fallen men fled to the isle, trying to forget their old life, and create a new. Will stared out into the mist, trying to see what dangers lurked ahead; he knew a place Jack was so fond of would most likely be hell for Will. He shook his head, clearing away any anxious thoughts and focused on the task at hand, saving his beloved Elizabeth.
The ship manoeuvred round some large jagged rocks before entering an enclosed lagoon where the glow of Tortuga ventured ever closer. As the Interceptor ported, the stench of alcohol and filth filled the young boy's nose, and he flinched away. 'Don't flinch boy, this may just be the greatest port on the earth, plus you can get yourself a girl and forget that Eleanor girl'
'Her name is Elizabeth' said Will through gritted teeth; the subject was clearly a sensitive one.
'Ah yes, Lizzie. I like Lizzie better, Eleanors are always awful in the sack, trust me'. Will made a disgusted face then followed the mad pirate onto the shore. They stepped onto the docks and were greeted by the sound of gunfire, loud music, and the hollers of some poor man being dragged by a carriage. As the scene unfolded in front of the pair, Jack sighed and said 'It is indeed a sad life that has never breathed deep the sweet proliferous bouquet that is Tortuga, Savvy?' The look on the young man's face clearly displayed his disagreement with the Pirate but he decided to let him go on. 'So, what'd you think?', Will looked around at the many whores, with makeup caked upon their face so much it actually had lumps, the men on the floor gulping down the pouring rum, clearly having the time of their lives.
'It'll linger' was the only agreeable reply Will could muster.
'I tell ya mate, if every town were like this one, no man would ever feel unwanted'
'Well except that one' Will stated as he saw out of the corner of his eye, one drunken pirate being carried onto the docks and thrown into the sea below. Jack shrugged and made his way over to a red-headed woman, who didn't seem all too happy to see him. When Will looked back at the party to his right who worked together to throw the man off the docks he saw that they had left the docks, but the pirate had not resurfaced. The uneasy feeling in Will urged him to go help the man; he didn't want someone to die just because they had drunk too much. Before he knew it, he was racing toward the sand and preparing himself to wade in the water until he found the pirate, but as he approached the shoreline the figure burst out of the water, and began to stumble towards land. Will could see the man coughing and spluttering, unable to walk straight from the mixture of shock and drunkenness, 'Are you alright?' shouted Will, but the figure didn't reply. He made it to the shore at the same time as the man, who muttered a 'fine' then collapsed on the ground. As Will took a closer look at the pirate, he saw that this wasn't a man, but a woman.
Confused, Will looked at her clothing, she wore tight black trousers with black boots which climbed to just under her knees, with a white flowing shirt on top. The neckline was in a triangle shape, with the smaller gap at her neck, and the two wider points to the gaps between her shoulder and her side with the wide bottom across her chest so a little cleavage was shown. The boy couldn't figure out how he didn't notice her femininity before, she had long platinum hair which was tied into a side plait with some loose strands highlighting her face. Even soaking wet, Will could still make out her beauty, she reminded him of Elizabeth in her features, but still she didn't compare. He wondered what she was doing in Tortuga, and why she was incredibly drunk, just as the woman's breathing started to regulate, he was greeted by Jack who had a red mark growing on his cheek.
'Come on boy, we've got things to do, people to find, women to-'
'Jack, she's just collapsed you can't just leave her'
'She?' Jack asked confused, as he stepped closer to the girl lying on the floor. As he bent down to look closer, the girl's eyes fluttered open, and simultaneously both pirates screamed, jumping away from each other. Looking at the panting girl on the floor, a spark of realisation seemed to strike Jack and he stepped closer again, 'Scarlett?'
'Jack?' she exclaimed, clearly shocked at seeing the man again, last time she had seen him was soon before the disaster that ruined her life. Recognising her old friend she exhaled deeply and threw her head back to the sand.
She groaned, 'Great'