It was night in Tortuga and the town centre was crowded with drunken pirates. They were so drunk, they had forgotten why they were there. They were falling over, dancing and trying to start fights.
If you looked down on the scene it would have looked like a sea of people, on a stormy night. If you looked carefully you would have seen a shadow dodging between everyone. If you had looked even harder you would have seen a boy pick-pocketing.
He was taking all kinds of things; small change, watches and purses. Anything of value in that town centre would be in his pocket. .
Every now and then he looked around him to see if anyone had noticed him.
"I have enough now. If I take anymore, I'll be pushing my luck." He thought to himself.
So he made a quick getaway, dodging, jumping and sliding out of the way of objects that were being thrown at anyone and everyone. He got to the outskirts of the crowd and ran towards an alleyway. When he was hidden in the shadows of the buildings, he whipped out a sack. He chucked all the valuables into the sack, slung it over his shoulder and walked away. It was an ordinary sack, but it had something printed on it. It said:
PROPERTY OF
JACK SPARROW
Hope you like my new chapter!! Thank you to all my reviewers. Coming soon..... Barbossa