Ok so this is my first so review and tell me how it is…and be truthful I need constructive criticism.

Disclaimer—I don't own any of the "real" characters, just the made up ones.

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She woke with a start and fell to floor in a haze of confusion. She thought she had heard a gun shot and was not keen on finding out where or who it had come from. Isra Smith was not a paranoid girl however, she was very cautious. Isra heard footsteps coming closer to her door and dashed into the closet and under some dirty clothing before hearing the door open and a deep voice call out "Are you playing games girl?" It was a voice Isra knew all to well, a voice she had heard all her life, and a voice that made her feel safe. "Isra where are you daughter?" Isra waited till her father was rather close to her hiding place and when he was right where she wanted him she threw off the clothes, opened the door and pounced on her prey.

"What the….!" her father said almost falling over with the sudden weight that had attached itself to his back.

"Papa, I caught you!" Isra laughed and climbed off her father.

"So you did." Her father said rubbing the back off his neck in contemplation.

Isra's laughing soon slowed to a stop and was replaced by a look of confusion. "Papa what was that noise?" she asked tilting her head slightly.

"Well….I don't know….which noise?"

"Which noise?" Isra repeated to herself. "There was more than one noise?"

Her father sighed and motioned for her to sit on her bed. She did as she was told and when she was comfortable in the spot she was in her father sat next to her and began the explanation.

"I was in the kitchen helping your mother tidy things up when I heard the first one. It sounded like a gun being fired. I figured it was nothing and continued putting things in there place. When your mother and I where finished she went to bed and I went to the living room to look over some maps of the area. As I sat in my chair I heard a different noise, it sounded like a tree being chopped down but not exactly. I got up from my chair and peeked out the door. I couldn't see much, as you know it's been rather foggy as of late, but I could see a lantern in the distance. I went back to my chair and maps for a while but went off to bed before to long. As I lye in bed waiting for sleep to take me I hear another gun shot only this one is much closer than the last, in fact it was in front of our house. So I got my sword and gun expecting to see some fighting when I got there. When I opened our door there was nothing……well that's not quite true there was blood other than that nothing. I went and put my weapons away and climbed back into bed. A short while after I heard another shot, it was not as close as the other but not far enough away for my liking. Right after that shot I heard what I now know as you falling out of your bed." He finished his long tale with Isra still listening intently, looking at him with her bright eyes.

"So…..that…..that was it?" Isra said a little disappointed in his long but unexciting tale.

"Well….yes."

"You're sure there is nothing you want to add to your tale?" she asked trying to get a little more from him.

"Yes I'm sure."

She sighed "well at least no one was hurt….that we know of."

He chuckled "if you say so"

"Well I do" she said with tone that said the conversation was over. She climbed into bed and pulled the covers up to her chin.

"You where good to hide I would have never found you if you hadn't attacked me" he said in a firm but loving manner.

She beamed at him "well that was what I was going for!" she said happily.

"Goodnight girly" he said as he kissed her forehead.

"Goodnight Papa" she said as she drifted off to sleep.

He stood his ground against the drunken giant of a man. He himself was half his opponents size and far more intoxicated. As the giant stumbled toward Jack, his gun raised, Jack found himself at the wrong end of the pistol and wishing he had neglected that last tin of rum.

"I'll tell ye what mate what do you say we forget this little squabble of ours, head back in the bar, and I'll buy you some rum. What say you to that?"

The giant thought it over and just as he was about to give Jack a hole in his body as an answer, Jack ducked and jumped to the right missing the shot by inches. Jack jumped to his feet and brushed himself off. "Guess that's a no then." He said pulling out his cutlass and taking a stance. As the giant man was realizing that he had not shot his target and that he did not have the mind to load his pistol, he clumsily pulled out a cutlass of his own.

A fierce sword fight broke out and it was drunk giant versus drunk pirate, Jack didn't like his odds, for not only was he the drunkest of the two….he was also the smallest. The giant made a hard thrust toward Jack that he narrowly missed. As the giant gave another swing his sword caught in Jack's leaving the pirate sword less.

"Well then let me just…." Jack ran down the street and though he was fast the giant had a longer stride than he and soon caught up with dear ole Jack.

The giant gave a chuckle and was ready for the final blow when Jack noticed a broom near the next house. He reached for it and at the last second blocked a killing blow. Jack's eyes widened then turned hard. The battle continued but didn't last for much longer seeing as Jack's "sword" was quickly becoming a twig. Just as Jack was sure he was done for, the house they where currently standing in front of lit up and soon the front door opened to reveal a man, but more importantly and man with a gun as well as a cutlass. The three of them stood for seconds before the new man aimed and fired upon the giant.

"I trust you'll be moving him to a more remote area" he said staring Jack down.

"Of course mate, and thank ye" Jack said unsure if he should move or not.

Something caught the mans eye and Jack turned to see what he was looking at. Another man was looking out his front door at the scene that had just taken place. The two men nodded at each other and both shut their doors leaving Jack to drag a now dead giant man to the bar. "I could use some help" he said softly, as he did so the once lit house turned dark as night. "Thank ye" he said sarcastically.

Jack made it half way to the bar before finding trouble. A friend of the giant saw his dead companion and pulled out a pistol. just as he was ready to fire a man that Jack knew very well got the upper hand and took the shot first, shooting the giants friend in the back.

"Well it took you long enough" Jack exclaimed

"Sorry captain had a bit of trouble finding where ye went to" Gibbs said

"Good now that you're here help me with this oaf!" Jack motioned to the dead giant and Gibbs nodded while grabbing the feet.

"To the depths then captain?" Gibbs asked with a look of distaste about his features.

"Nay, he shall have a proper burial…so leave him near the bar."

"Aye captain."

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ok so seriously i want to know if i spelled anything wrong if the grammar is off anything you have to say is greatly appreciated!