They all gathered themselves around the bar. There were five in total with Captain Jack Sparrow being one of them. As he opened his mouth, "Let us have the best rum you have for all of us gents" a hard voice said at the other end of the bar. Jack glared at him. It was Sparky, their latest recruit who just scrubbed the floors. "In fact, let it be that white one right there." The bartender started to grab it.
"Actually the best rum is in fact that red one at the top mate" Jack said in his groovy salty voice.
"Aw come on Jack let's try the white one for a change we always drink the same rum over and over again."
"That same rum is in fact the only good rum in as far as the world's end savvy?"
"Barkeep let us have the white rum, my comrades and I are sick of the same old tired rum."
"No bartender let it be the red one, I'm the captain around these parts."
"We are not in your ship Jack Sparrow." All the men around them stood up and walked away. "Men where are you going? Why are you afraid of this man right here, who's old and should be replaced already" Sparky stood up from his seat and grabbed hold of his sword.
"Is that a challenge I hear" Jack said still sitting down.
"You always making the decisions, it's time for a new leader and my first order as new captain is that the rum will now be the white one." Sparky charged. Jack stood up and ran. "Look at him run haha."
Jack went to the end of the bar and then turned around. "Now mate"
"What kind of captain goes around without a sword?"
A sword jumped from the crowd and unto Jack's hand. He looked at it in dismay and then looked back at Sparky. Then with a giant smile and welcome gesture, "Savvy."
Sparky screamed out and charged again. Jack evaded to the right and jumped on the bar counter. Sparky followed. They both swung swords. Metal clashed in and out, high and below. Jack jumped and then through the crowd saw a face he hadn't seen in a long time. Elizabeth Swann was covered among the crowd. He realized where the sword came from. Sparky jumped down. Jack swung back. Sparky covered himself but the charge was so big he stepped back and fell behind the bar counter as a few bottles fell down on him. "Anyone else dare challenge?" Jack said. He then tried to put his sword away but fell to the ground.
Elizabeth got closer to him, "We need to talk."