Chapter 4: Ambush, Attack, Assault, and Pirates.

"Are ya sure Quincy?" asked a man as he walked beside Quincy down the beach. "Striking deals with pirates?"

"Yes." answered Quincy determinedly.

"But risking ya mum's ship? Not worth Quin, not worth a damn."

"Don't worry," reassured Quincy with a smile, "Where, do not necessary mean they are going to get it."

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"Good evening, sir." Said a man dressed in neat suits and holding a file as he reached the shores. Quincy stood behind the man in charge here.

"Good day to you, sir." Greeted the village head.

"I have came regarding the same issue we discuss during our last meeting… have you had a conclusion?"

"Yes." answered the man without falter. "We stand our ground, we refuse to give our home up to you."

"Is it?" answered the man; a slight trace of annoyance could be detected from his tone.

"Yes." replied the village head, along with the others.

The man motioned to his men behind. However, the order never effected.

"What…" he turned behind, utterly astonish to find them.

"Surprise!" proclaimed Jack as he point the pistol mouth at the head of the man. The soldiers behind him were knocked out.

"Bloody pirates." Muttered the man he eyed the pistol apprehensively.

Unknown to all, one of the men were not behaving. Slowly, he reached for a pistol situated at his waist belt and drew it, pointing it at Jack's back.

"Jack! Behind you!" shouted Will as he noticed. However, it was too late, the shot was fired, and it found its target.

However, it was not Jack that received the shot, it was Quincy.

He has pushed Jack out of the way in nick of time, and ended up having his right leg shot.

Mr. Gibbs went over and gave the man a hard knock on the head with a tree branch, and double checked him to be sure that he has no more conscious.

Quincy sat on the wet sand, feeling the blood oozing out from his wound and dripping onto the yellow sand, staining it a deep red. Jack gave the wound a quick check to find the small metal ball etched deep inside the flesh of Quincy.

"We have to dug it out." Said Will, seeing this.

"What? Dug it out? You're saying as if it's nothing!" exclaimed Jade, whose face was as white as the paper.

"If we don't, his leg's going to be cripple forever." Said Jack. He sheathed his pistol, and was about to carry Quincy to find his carried by someone else.

"Follow me." said the man. "I'm a small doctor on this island."

"Charming." Commented Jack. "Bring us."

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"Bear with it Quincy." Said the doctor as he laid out the equipments.

"I don't care a damn. Just do it." Said Quincy through clenched teeth.

"Always brave, that's my boy."

The doctor then put a piece of clean clothe into Quincy's mouth. There were enclose by white curtains, and many waited outside, anxious.

Quincy closed his eyes, not wanting to watch. The doctor has not numbed his body as they run out of the required medicine.

He could feel a quick splitting pain as the doctor's metal tongs reached deep into his leg. He could feel it- blood was gushing out uncontrolled like a waterfall. The pain he was experiencing was beyond measure, but he would not allow himself to shout, or do anything to tell the others outside that he was suffering.

Compared to what his mother had done to him, this was nothing.

Finally, the tongs withdraw, and a sigh of relief escaped Quincy. The doctor released the bullet onto a metal tray with a soft 'ting' and starts to disinfect Quincy's wound. Quincy winced slightly upon the stinging effect of the medicine.

"No touching of water this few days, and avoid seafood." Said the doctor. "Best if you walk often, of course, with help."

"Right." Said Quincy softly, eyeing the doctor attentively.

"I need you to stay here for a night at my house so I could monitor your condition. If pus is to be present after a few days, we'll have to bring you to mainland. Today, you'll be staying here. I'll get a clean bed for you."

"Thank you, Dr. Lawrence." Said Quincy. "Would you please tell that captain that I would make sure I do what I promise."

"Sure."

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The curtains were drawn open, and revealed a worried crowd positioned outside as the bullet was withdraws.

"How is he doc?" asked Jade, peering over his shoulder as he has, once again, pulled the curtain close.

"Bullet's out, he's fine now, just need rest."

Jack, Will, and Elizabeth was right behind, listening closely, praying in their hearts he would be alright. The other pirates were back at the ship after successfully driven the officials out.

"Really?" asked Jade, as she does not really believe him. "I heard nothing… I mean.. Shouldn't he be in excruciating pain?"

Lawrence gave her a smile, "This pain is nothing compare to his previous sufferings."

Jade just looked at him, confused. Quincy's guardian gave a slight cough, signaling Lawrence. The old doctor gave a nod and said, to the crowd, "He'll be staying here today. Now, everyone, go back to rest, and so give him rest as well."

"Can't we visit him?" asked a boy, no older than Jade.

"No Shawn, no visit till tomorrow. Quincy has a terrible night and deserves a good rest."

Shawn gave a sigh, and together with the others, they retreated out of the tiny house. The trio was about to leave when Lawrence called out to them.

"Hey, you! Captain!"

"It's Captain Jack Sparrow." Introduced Jack, slightly irritated. "Yes?"

"Quincy says he'll make sure he fulfill his promise, when he is fit." Said Lawrence, clearly having no idea on what the promise was.

Jack gave a toothy smile, "Good man."

"And brave." Added Lawrence. "Good night."