The sun shined up on the small English town, people were about the city, buying and selling, starting
with the sun and will end when the sun falls out of the sky. This day to the people of this small village
was a normal day but this will soon change.
For many, many sailors went through the village streets, they are just passing through, trading and
sailing so new strangers is not a new event in this town. But there was a ship that came that with
different visitors then the others. A small ship came up to the docks. For there was only a small group
of men on board.
"Sir, what will be your business in Port Elizabeth today?" the dock master asked a crew member.
The sailor just stood there. "Sir?"
"Do not mind him for he does not speak to many people," a sailor spoke with a hat covering his
eyes.
"Your status on this boat would be.."
"First Mate, Will Turner you may call me," He lifted his head, for the shadow of the brim did not
show all. "My captain is ill sir but we are going to continue with our trading in this fair land."
"I see," the dock master said. "Well that will be a shilling a day you stay here and what will be the
name put down on this boat?"
"That name would be John Johnson, Sir. One of the Finest Captains in the Sea."
"I will guess he is," said the dock master as he wrote the name and other things down.
"Have you ever heard..." Will was going to go on but the Dock master stop him.
"It will be nice to hear some more drunken sailor stories but I must be off," Will flipped him a coin.
"Have a very nice day sir." The man just walked off.
"You can talk some ones ear off, Bootstrap," he turned around as a man stood behind him. This
was putting on a coat. "That is why when you are drunk, I am on the other side of the tavern."
"When I am drunk? Let me see, how often you get drunk before me," the few crew men aboard we
getting ready to go onto land.
"Okay, we go on and dock, just trade a little and hopefully we are out of this small village in a day
or two," the man continued. "For England is a place you do not want to stay long."
"Especially if your Jack Sparrow," Will looked around at the part of the town he could see.
"And you are my mate in crime in this town, may I say Bootstrap Bill Turner so do not call me that,"
he started to walk off the ship. But then he walked back,"What name do you give me today?"
"John Johnson."
"John Johnson, now we are getting a rhyming, same thing going on, mate. I guess," he walked back
down the board and a few steps. He turned around. "Are your bootstraps tied together! Come on."
"Coming," they walked onto the land and into the little city. With the business around and people up
and about. "What shall we trade today?"
"Whatever can get us," a cart went buy and Jack grabbed an apple off a cart that kept going. "A
fair prince and I don't mean make it far but make it look fair, savvy?"
"Savvy," Will and hm walked through the town. Jack was looking for what he always looks for in a
town, a tavern.
"Well, well, it is in the middle of town this time, where is should be," he looked around. "But this is a
very clean looking town, no one like else."
"No one like you, Mr. Johnson," Will commented. "Cause if the world was filled with you then
there will be a shortage on rum and no one to be."
"You're the worst suck up I have ever seen," Jack looked at him. "I need to trade me some bullets
and maybe some food. Pillet makes fish another time, he is going to be a fish."
"Alright, Jack," he said as he walked off. Will walked around the town saying hello every now and
then. Making look like he belonged there.
"Mister, Mister," a small boy tucked at his coat. Will turned to the small boy. "Are you a sailor?"
"Yes, you could say that."
"A merchant sailor?" the little boy just stared at him.
Will thought a second,"Yes, you could say that also."
"So can I trade you this gem for some money sir?" Wil looked at the gem, it was pretty large and
red.
"Timmy Ham! What are you going now?" they both looked over at an meaty women. "Will you
stop annoying people that are just out for a walk!"
"It is all fine Madam," Will turned to the boy. "Here," he handed the little boy four coins and the boy
handed him a gem and ran off. The women shock her head and closed the door. Will stared at it, the
gem had more value then what the boy was asking for. Will just placed it in his pocket and continued
on his way. He met up with Jack a little later
. "We have to get back to the ship. I met some men that are very stupid of course that are willing to
give money for some of the wood we have stored in the ship."
"Wood?" Will glanced at him ,"How much?"
"10 pieces a pieces!" Jack smiled. "Now lets get to work and hopefully we will be done in time for
some drinks tonight!"
with the sun and will end when the sun falls out of the sky. This day to the people of this small village
was a normal day but this will soon change.
For many, many sailors went through the village streets, they are just passing through, trading and
sailing so new strangers is not a new event in this town. But there was a ship that came that with
different visitors then the others. A small ship came up to the docks. For there was only a small group
of men on board.
"Sir, what will be your business in Port Elizabeth today?" the dock master asked a crew member.
The sailor just stood there. "Sir?"
"Do not mind him for he does not speak to many people," a sailor spoke with a hat covering his
eyes.
"Your status on this boat would be.."
"First Mate, Will Turner you may call me," He lifted his head, for the shadow of the brim did not
show all. "My captain is ill sir but we are going to continue with our trading in this fair land."
"I see," the dock master said. "Well that will be a shilling a day you stay here and what will be the
name put down on this boat?"
"That name would be John Johnson, Sir. One of the Finest Captains in the Sea."
"I will guess he is," said the dock master as he wrote the name and other things down.
"Have you ever heard..." Will was going to go on but the Dock master stop him.
"It will be nice to hear some more drunken sailor stories but I must be off," Will flipped him a coin.
"Have a very nice day sir." The man just walked off.
"You can talk some ones ear off, Bootstrap," he turned around as a man stood behind him. This
was putting on a coat. "That is why when you are drunk, I am on the other side of the tavern."
"When I am drunk? Let me see, how often you get drunk before me," the few crew men aboard we
getting ready to go onto land.
"Okay, we go on and dock, just trade a little and hopefully we are out of this small village in a day
or two," the man continued. "For England is a place you do not want to stay long."
"Especially if your Jack Sparrow," Will looked around at the part of the town he could see.
"And you are my mate in crime in this town, may I say Bootstrap Bill Turner so do not call me that,"
he started to walk off the ship. But then he walked back,"What name do you give me today?"
"John Johnson."
"John Johnson, now we are getting a rhyming, same thing going on, mate. I guess," he walked back
down the board and a few steps. He turned around. "Are your bootstraps tied together! Come on."
"Coming," they walked onto the land and into the little city. With the business around and people up
and about. "What shall we trade today?"
"Whatever can get us," a cart went buy and Jack grabbed an apple off a cart that kept going. "A
fair prince and I don't mean make it far but make it look fair, savvy?"
"Savvy," Will and hm walked through the town. Jack was looking for what he always looks for in a
town, a tavern.
"Well, well, it is in the middle of town this time, where is should be," he looked around. "But this is a
very clean looking town, no one like else."
"No one like you, Mr. Johnson," Will commented. "Cause if the world was filled with you then
there will be a shortage on rum and no one to be."
"You're the worst suck up I have ever seen," Jack looked at him. "I need to trade me some bullets
and maybe some food. Pillet makes fish another time, he is going to be a fish."
"Alright, Jack," he said as he walked off. Will walked around the town saying hello every now and
then. Making look like he belonged there.
"Mister, Mister," a small boy tucked at his coat. Will turned to the small boy. "Are you a sailor?"
"Yes, you could say that."
"A merchant sailor?" the little boy just stared at him.
Will thought a second,"Yes, you could say that also."
"So can I trade you this gem for some money sir?" Wil looked at the gem, it was pretty large and
red.
"Timmy Ham! What are you going now?" they both looked over at an meaty women. "Will you
stop annoying people that are just out for a walk!"
"It is all fine Madam," Will turned to the boy. "Here," he handed the little boy four coins and the boy
handed him a gem and ran off. The women shock her head and closed the door. Will stared at it, the
gem had more value then what the boy was asking for. Will just placed it in his pocket and continued
on his way. He met up with Jack a little later
. "We have to get back to the ship. I met some men that are very stupid of course that are willing to
give money for some of the wood we have stored in the ship."
"Wood?" Will glanced at him ,"How much?"
"10 pieces a pieces!" Jack smiled. "Now lets get to work and hopefully we will be done in time for
some drinks tonight!"