Hi! I've got a surprise coming up in this chapter! Is it a friend or fiend that visits Port Royal! Enjoy!

Chapter 2#: A newer old friend

Port Royal was quiet on the July night. The only noise was the crickets and the laughs coming from the bar. At the new mansion in Port Royal, Alexandra tossed and turned in her bed. She had an odd feeling after she left the bakery. When she was in the dress shop, all she wanted to do was ask for the opinion of Will. She wanted to hear what he had to say about. For once in her life, she actually wanted to impress a man besides her father! What did this mean? Did she like him more then a friend after all? Was there more to the young Mr. Turner that meets the eye? All these thought raced through her head. There was a bang near her window and she sat up bolt right.

'These damn windows are getting harder to break through.' Muttered a voice.

Alexandra jumped out of her bed and pulled on her housecoat.

She watched as the darkened person lurking in the shadows walked up to her wall and pulled down a painting. Alexandra lit a candle and looked at the startled persons face. He had long dreadlocks and a red bandana. He was extremely tanned and his eyes were dark. His clothing wasn't something a regular man would usually wear; it was more…

'Pirate!' she exclaimed and pointed at the young man.

'Who's the artist that did this? It looks expensive; I could get a pretty penny for it in Tortuga.' the pirate said.

'Uh…Vincent Vango. Who are you?' Alexandra asked.

The pirate dropped the painting onto the floor and walked closer to the girl. Alexandra backed away one step after the pirate took one step farther towards her until she was against a wall.

'I, love,' said the pirate, 'am the famous captain of the most feared ship in the Caribbean.'

'You,' Alexandra said to the pirate, 'are not the most feared captain of the most treacherous ship, The Flying Dutchman, I met him and you look nothing alike.'

'I meant the Black Pearl.' Spat the pirate.

'Never heard of it!' Alexandra exclaimed

'Now, now Ms. Batemon,' the pirate said to her, 'if you want to see your friend Mr. Turner ever again, you will accompany me to my ship where we will sail to the ends of the earth to a bountiful fountain.'

'That is preposterous! How could anyone…wait a minute, how did you know my name? Who are you?'

'I love,' said the pirate as he examined an expensive emerald bracelet, 'I am the feared, Captain Jack Sparrow.'

'Jack Sparrow? I've never met you and how do I know if you are telling the truth about having my friend?'

'He spoke of you and I believe you want to be more then friends…'

Alexandra blushed and looked into her warm fireplace. Could she trust a pirate after what happened to her family? She was going to find the bastards that murdered her brother and mother and she was going to make them pay for what they did. Maybe Mr. Sparrow could help her get what she wants. She turned around and faced the pirate.

'I will accompany you pirate, but I promise you that my father will be looking for me and when he finds you, you will be hunted down and killed like the dog you are.'

Jack clapped his hands together and pulled out his so-called "effects". He pointed his pistols at Alexandra and he walked up towards her.

'We will be taking the downstairs entrance, due to the fact I might have broken your window.' Jack said.

He cocked his pistols and pointed them at Alexandra's back. She looked behind her shoulder and glared at the pirate. He smiled a slightly gold smile and he walked her out the door. As they walked down the stairs, the pirate tripped and fell to the ground on top of Alexandra. Alexandra pushed him up and wiped herself off; she then inhaled a putrid aroma.

'Ugh!' she gasped, 'what is that ghastly smell of rum and wet dog?' she turned to the pirate who was massaging his head, 'Have you not heard of hygiene?'

'I like to pretend I haven't,' Jack said to her, 'have you ever met a pirate that didn't smell like rum and wet dog? Cause, I'm sorry to say darling, that pirates are sometimes known as scurvy dogs!'

'What's going on?'

Jack ran back over to Alexandra and stuck the pistol to her head. A middle age man ran out of his bedroom in a nightshirt and a candle in one hand. His eyes grew wide and his hands started to shake.

'PIRATE!' shouted Mr. Batemon.

Jack started to sidestep to the door and he waved goodbye to the man in a nightshirt.

'I might be a pirate, but I still have a honour system!' Jack shouted; he then thought to himself, 'well, to be honest, it's not much of a honour system.'

He and Alexandra ran out of the house and near the bakery, Alexandra finds her chance to shine.

'Are you hungry, Mr. Sparrow?' she asked him.

Jack looked down at his stomach and it growled loudly. He looked at the bakery window and saw the tasty cakes that were on display.

'I guess we could get a bit.' Jack said.

They walked into the shop, which was still open and Alexandra was delighted to see the man that could get her out of this supposed kidnapping. Jason Dedinkco was sleeping at the counter of the bakery and was snoring loudly.

'Jason!' she called.

The once sleeping Jason jumped and sat up bolt right. He shook his head and looked up. He jumped to his feet and rubbed his eyes.

'Alex!' he exclaimed, 'who………why if it isn't Jack Sparrow.'

Jack smiled, as someone seemed to know his name. Finally, somebody in this godforsaken rut called him by his name.

'The one and only.' Jack said, 'and if you don't mind, boy, I would like one of those tasty scones!'

Jason flipped onto the counter and jumped down. He put his hand into his coat pocket and pulled out his pistol.

'You'll be handing over the girl, you cowardly nuisance or I'll blow your sorry ass into the sky! And for your information, I'm twenty-three!'

Jack looked puzzled. He had heard the same phrase come out of somebody else's mouth. This bloke looked familiar.

'Jason Dedinkco!' Jack exclaimed.

'The one and only.' Jason shouted.

'Wait a minute!' Alexandra shouted.

She pulled herself out of the pirates arms and looked at the two men. She looked to Jason with her hands on her hips.

'How did you know his name?' she asked him; she turned to Jack, 'and how do you know his name?'

The two men were trapped. If Jason told Alex that his parents knew this pirate, she would surely hate him and accuse him of being one (which was true); and if Jack admitted that he knew the boy, then he would be taken to the other Dedinkco's and would be done for. Jack pulled out his sword and Jason pulled out his. They fought their way into the streets and down the road. Alexandra ran up the street to get help from the only person that could stop this madness. She banged on the door of the Turner residence and a disturbed Will walked to the door.

'Ms. Batemon!' he exclaimed

'Give it a rest, Will,' she said to him, 'I need your help.'

Will was already pulling on his coat and they ran into the streets. He turned around rapidly and faced Alexandra.

'Ms. Batemo-,'

Alexandra looked at him sharply.

'Alexandra,' Will said, 'I think you should find a place to hide.'

'No way!' Alexandra exclaimed, 'for once in my life, I have a chance to seek my revenge on a pirate and you won't stop me, Will!'

'Alex!'

'Will!'

Will was flustered and he handed Alexandra a pistol. She smiled at him and moved closer to him. She gave him a quick peck on the cheek and ran off. Will stood, shocked of what happened. He was kissed by Alexandra! He would remember this for the rest of his life!

There was a scream and he ran down the street to see an un-conscience Jason and Alexandra being pulled away by a pirate.

'Alexandra!' he shouted.

The pirate walked up to Will and before Will could do anything, Jack knocked him out with the hilt of his blade.

Jack is back! And in the next chapter, maybe we will have a visit from our old friend…I won't tell you the names! I'll have my next chapter up soon!