Well first thank you every one who responded. I was really scared to put my
stories up but I'll keep going as long as you want me to. And keep giving
me suggestions and telling me things you might want to see.
And to cOOkiMoNsteR626: There is actually a missing word there, "brilliant red (hair)" Sorry to be confusing. Hope that clears it up.
And now to continue.
CHAPTER 2
Now that Jack had made his decision he stood up, swaying only a little, and walked towards the
stage. As he moved through the crowd of men he heard them whispering. They were watching him and he
could pick up some of their conversations, "That's Cap'in Jack Sparrow!" "No. I 'eard 'e was dead." "Well,
'e don't look dead now, do 'e?"
Jack couldn't help but grin as he stepped in front of the owner. When he saw Jack he went pale,
not a mean feat due to the fact that he was normally bright red due to too much sun and drink. He smiled and
said "'ello Petee. It's been a while."
"Jesus Jack we all 'eard you were dead. Marooned and starved by the Pearl's crew."
"Well as you can see Petee, rumors of my death are greatly exaggerated."
"Then what the bleedin' 'ell 'append out there to ya."
Jack put a hand on Petee's large shoulder and leaning into the man said, "I'll tell ya all about it but
first I need a favor."
"Name it! I still owe you one Jack."
Jack patted Petee on the shoulder and was about to talk when he became aware that every man in
the bar was starring at him. Jack raised an eyebrow and fake smiled at them. He turned back to Petee and
whispered, "Do you mind if we go over there?" he tilted his head over to the side of the stage.
"Sure mate." Said Petee and turning back to the men said, "If you'll excuse me for a moment gents
we'll get back to bettin' in a moment." Jack and Petee moved to the side a Petee asked, "So what do ya be
needin' mate?"
Jack glanced over his shoulder, looking back at the girl standing there on the stage. He was
surprised to see her staring back at him. And to his pleasure it wasn't hate in those eyes, but curiosity. He
winked at her and she, realizing that she had been caught starring frowned and turned, putting her back to
him. He lost a little edge to his smile when he noticed that her hands where tied behind her. He turned his
attention back to Petee. "I would be very appreciative if I could have the lass."
"'er?" Petee said, his eyes going wide in surprise. "Jack she's on auction. I can't just take 'er off."
"Then don't." Jack said, "Just make sure I end up with her."
"You don't want that one Jack. Trust me. She's a hell cat."
"That's why you tied up her hands now isn't it." It was an answer not a question.
"She punched one of t'e guards. And scratched t'e 'ell out of t'e ot'er before we got 'er under control."
Jack liked this girl more and more by the minute. He looked at Petee and said, "If you do this I'll
consider yer debt paid in full."
Petee's eyes twinkled for a moment and said, "You've got it." But just as Jack was about to turn
away Petee grabbed his arm and said, "But you need to tell me w'at 'append out t'ere. I mean with you and t'e
Pearl."
Jack grimaced slightly and said, "There was a mutiny, I was marooned, I escaped, and now I want
to kill the blighters. Especially Barbossa." He patted his pistol. "This gun only has one bullet and that's for
him." He smiled and said. "That's about it."
He shrugged and Petee asked skeptically, "If you was marooned on a deserted island, 'ow did ya escape?"
Jack was getting frustrated and said, "I rode a couple sea turtles Petee. Really can we just do this so I can
get back to my life?"
Petee nodded, "I've got something. Just be ready to move quickly." Jack saw him give a signal to the man
tending the bar. The man nodded back and Jack turned on his heel and walked back into the crowd in front of
the stage.
Petee then walked back up onto the stage and said, "Alright mates. Where were we? Oh yes we was about
to bet on this pretty young thing were we not?"
The men in the crowd yelled "Aye."
Petee smiled and turned to the girl and smiling at her said, "Well, introduce yer self love."
The girl straightened her back tossed her head so her vibrant hair fell full behind her shoulders and looked
distainingly down at the men on the ground said in an obviously cultured voice, "My name is Ekaterina
Knightly." While she was talking she looked Jack right in the eyes and he felt his breath catch when those
blue eyes fixed on him. Jack could feel his resolve concerning women that he had had earlier in the evening
begin to slip away. Damn it he was going soft! "Just look at what a pair of pretty eyes can do to you to idiot."
His mind told him.
"Lovely darlin'." Petee said stepping up again, "Now me mates. Let's say the biddin' starts at..." He was
interrupted when the sound of breaking glass came from the front of the tavern. A bunch of men with pistols
came crashing through the windows shooting at the ceiling and walls, yelling bloody murder.
The men in front of the stage turned to see the commotion and Jack took the opportunity to jump onto the
stage. The marauders ran into the group and the fight was joined. Jack turned to watch Petee and the Bar
tender duck behind the bar. He grinned and turning back punched both of Ekaterina's guards out cold. He
flashed a debonair smile at her and she smiled back, but as Jack moved forward to untie her Ekaterina pulled
her foot back kicked him in the groin as hard as she could.
Jack's went wide and sinking to his knees he let out a groan. Ekaterina stood slightly to one side and he
watched her kneel down and pull the knife he had in his boot out and cut her hands free. Jack just lay there
holding himself when she bent over him and said, "Thank you." She kissed his cheek very softly.
She jumped off the stage just as Jack scrambled to his feet. Thinking "Can't anything go the way I
plan just once?"
He watched her run out of the back door her hair a red flame behind her and was about to fallow
her when the large scarred man who he had threatened earlier. The man's smile was lop-sided due to a large
scar and he said, "Ya owe me a apology mate." He pulled out his sword and pointed it at Jack.
"Jack folded his hands together and said, "A thousand apologies mate. Now if you'll excuse me."
Jack made to move around the scarred man. The man looked completely lost, like he wasn't expecting him to
apologize at all. But the man regained his composer and moved his sword to with in an inch of Jack's throat.
"I don't think so mate. I was hoping you'd pay in blood."
Jack grimaced and said, "Whatever you want mate." The man pulled the sword back to swing and
Jack ducked pulling his own sword out. The clash of metal on metal was lost in the din of the fight still raging
around them. Jack exchanged blows with the man with amazing ease. Jack was the far superior swords man.
But the scarred man had more brute strength. He grabbed Jacks collar and threw him into a wall. Hitting his
head Jack was stunned for a moment as the man rushed Jack intending to skewer him with his sword. Jack
slid his body slightly to the left and the scarred man's sword struck harmlessly into the wood. The man
growled at Jack and gabbing his neck with his large hands. Jack rammed his cutlass into the man's chest. The
man yelled and then fell to the ground his sword still swaying slightly in the wood. "And now," Jack thought
running out of the Faithful Bride, "To find that damn bint before she gets hurt, or worse." He didn't stop to
think why he should care what happens to the girl who kicked him in his favorite body part, but the kiss, even
such a small one as that caught him, it was like a drug and now he knew he wanted more.
(Should I end it there? Naww.^_~)
The streets were little better than the inside of the tavern, people fighting and lurching all over the streets.
How was he ever going to find one girl in this horde? "It would be more likely that she would just fall into my
lap." He thought. Just then he heard the tell-tale cracking that meant wood was breaking. A girl screamed
from somewhere above him and the next thing he knew he was sitting on the ground with Ekaterina in his
arms. Her face was smudged with dirt and her dark blue eyes shimmering with anger. He thanked whatever
god that had just did that and smiled. Things might be looking up after all.
OK. The next chapter I will actually get some real character interaction going on between Jack and Ekaterina I promise. Please review and give suggestions and comments.
And to cOOkiMoNsteR626: There is actually a missing word there, "brilliant red (hair)" Sorry to be confusing. Hope that clears it up.
And now to continue.
CHAPTER 2
Now that Jack had made his decision he stood up, swaying only a little, and walked towards the
stage. As he moved through the crowd of men he heard them whispering. They were watching him and he
could pick up some of their conversations, "That's Cap'in Jack Sparrow!" "No. I 'eard 'e was dead." "Well,
'e don't look dead now, do 'e?"
Jack couldn't help but grin as he stepped in front of the owner. When he saw Jack he went pale,
not a mean feat due to the fact that he was normally bright red due to too much sun and drink. He smiled and
said "'ello Petee. It's been a while."
"Jesus Jack we all 'eard you were dead. Marooned and starved by the Pearl's crew."
"Well as you can see Petee, rumors of my death are greatly exaggerated."
"Then what the bleedin' 'ell 'append out there to ya."
Jack put a hand on Petee's large shoulder and leaning into the man said, "I'll tell ya all about it but
first I need a favor."
"Name it! I still owe you one Jack."
Jack patted Petee on the shoulder and was about to talk when he became aware that every man in
the bar was starring at him. Jack raised an eyebrow and fake smiled at them. He turned back to Petee and
whispered, "Do you mind if we go over there?" he tilted his head over to the side of the stage.
"Sure mate." Said Petee and turning back to the men said, "If you'll excuse me for a moment gents
we'll get back to bettin' in a moment." Jack and Petee moved to the side a Petee asked, "So what do ya be
needin' mate?"
Jack glanced over his shoulder, looking back at the girl standing there on the stage. He was
surprised to see her staring back at him. And to his pleasure it wasn't hate in those eyes, but curiosity. He
winked at her and she, realizing that she had been caught starring frowned and turned, putting her back to
him. He lost a little edge to his smile when he noticed that her hands where tied behind her. He turned his
attention back to Petee. "I would be very appreciative if I could have the lass."
"'er?" Petee said, his eyes going wide in surprise. "Jack she's on auction. I can't just take 'er off."
"Then don't." Jack said, "Just make sure I end up with her."
"You don't want that one Jack. Trust me. She's a hell cat."
"That's why you tied up her hands now isn't it." It was an answer not a question.
"She punched one of t'e guards. And scratched t'e 'ell out of t'e ot'er before we got 'er under control."
Jack liked this girl more and more by the minute. He looked at Petee and said, "If you do this I'll
consider yer debt paid in full."
Petee's eyes twinkled for a moment and said, "You've got it." But just as Jack was about to turn
away Petee grabbed his arm and said, "But you need to tell me w'at 'append out t'ere. I mean with you and t'e
Pearl."
Jack grimaced slightly and said, "There was a mutiny, I was marooned, I escaped, and now I want
to kill the blighters. Especially Barbossa." He patted his pistol. "This gun only has one bullet and that's for
him." He smiled and said. "That's about it."
He shrugged and Petee asked skeptically, "If you was marooned on a deserted island, 'ow did ya escape?"
Jack was getting frustrated and said, "I rode a couple sea turtles Petee. Really can we just do this so I can
get back to my life?"
Petee nodded, "I've got something. Just be ready to move quickly." Jack saw him give a signal to the man
tending the bar. The man nodded back and Jack turned on his heel and walked back into the crowd in front of
the stage.
Petee then walked back up onto the stage and said, "Alright mates. Where were we? Oh yes we was about
to bet on this pretty young thing were we not?"
The men in the crowd yelled "Aye."
Petee smiled and turned to the girl and smiling at her said, "Well, introduce yer self love."
The girl straightened her back tossed her head so her vibrant hair fell full behind her shoulders and looked
distainingly down at the men on the ground said in an obviously cultured voice, "My name is Ekaterina
Knightly." While she was talking she looked Jack right in the eyes and he felt his breath catch when those
blue eyes fixed on him. Jack could feel his resolve concerning women that he had had earlier in the evening
begin to slip away. Damn it he was going soft! "Just look at what a pair of pretty eyes can do to you to idiot."
His mind told him.
"Lovely darlin'." Petee said stepping up again, "Now me mates. Let's say the biddin' starts at..." He was
interrupted when the sound of breaking glass came from the front of the tavern. A bunch of men with pistols
came crashing through the windows shooting at the ceiling and walls, yelling bloody murder.
The men in front of the stage turned to see the commotion and Jack took the opportunity to jump onto the
stage. The marauders ran into the group and the fight was joined. Jack turned to watch Petee and the Bar
tender duck behind the bar. He grinned and turning back punched both of Ekaterina's guards out cold. He
flashed a debonair smile at her and she smiled back, but as Jack moved forward to untie her Ekaterina pulled
her foot back kicked him in the groin as hard as she could.
Jack's went wide and sinking to his knees he let out a groan. Ekaterina stood slightly to one side and he
watched her kneel down and pull the knife he had in his boot out and cut her hands free. Jack just lay there
holding himself when she bent over him and said, "Thank you." She kissed his cheek very softly.
She jumped off the stage just as Jack scrambled to his feet. Thinking "Can't anything go the way I
plan just once?"
He watched her run out of the back door her hair a red flame behind her and was about to fallow
her when the large scarred man who he had threatened earlier. The man's smile was lop-sided due to a large
scar and he said, "Ya owe me a apology mate." He pulled out his sword and pointed it at Jack.
"Jack folded his hands together and said, "A thousand apologies mate. Now if you'll excuse me."
Jack made to move around the scarred man. The man looked completely lost, like he wasn't expecting him to
apologize at all. But the man regained his composer and moved his sword to with in an inch of Jack's throat.
"I don't think so mate. I was hoping you'd pay in blood."
Jack grimaced and said, "Whatever you want mate." The man pulled the sword back to swing and
Jack ducked pulling his own sword out. The clash of metal on metal was lost in the din of the fight still raging
around them. Jack exchanged blows with the man with amazing ease. Jack was the far superior swords man.
But the scarred man had more brute strength. He grabbed Jacks collar and threw him into a wall. Hitting his
head Jack was stunned for a moment as the man rushed Jack intending to skewer him with his sword. Jack
slid his body slightly to the left and the scarred man's sword struck harmlessly into the wood. The man
growled at Jack and gabbing his neck with his large hands. Jack rammed his cutlass into the man's chest. The
man yelled and then fell to the ground his sword still swaying slightly in the wood. "And now," Jack thought
running out of the Faithful Bride, "To find that damn bint before she gets hurt, or worse." He didn't stop to
think why he should care what happens to the girl who kicked him in his favorite body part, but the kiss, even
such a small one as that caught him, it was like a drug and now he knew he wanted more.
(Should I end it there? Naww.^_~)
The streets were little better than the inside of the tavern, people fighting and lurching all over the streets.
How was he ever going to find one girl in this horde? "It would be more likely that she would just fall into my
lap." He thought. Just then he heard the tell-tale cracking that meant wood was breaking. A girl screamed
from somewhere above him and the next thing he knew he was sitting on the ground with Ekaterina in his
arms. Her face was smudged with dirt and her dark blue eyes shimmering with anger. He thanked whatever
god that had just did that and smiled. Things might be looking up after all.
OK. The next chapter I will actually get some real character interaction going on between Jack and Ekaterina I promise. Please review and give suggestions and comments.
