Will awoke and found himself in a sandy jail cell, dirty and bruised. He used the cold bars to stable himself as he stood. His head throbbed and he asked him self,
'Why the head? It's always my head!' He slowly walked to the door of the cell to look at the hinges; they were the same style as before. He glanced around his cell to find something to lift the door, but he found nothing; so he sat on the dirty floor and held his head in his hands. "I couldn't save the either of them." He said to himself, "Neither my wife nor my child!" At that moment, Will heard a subtle jingle metal from behind him; he looked and saw a scrawny, half-dead looking dog limp up the stairs. The dog walked past him and sat down; it was wheezing terribly and tufts of hair were missing from its body. Will felt some sympathy for the poor beast, then looked twice when he saw a ring of keys in its mouth. He quickly crawled to the front of the cell and said, "Come on! Come here! Come here good boy!" The dog stared unmoved at Will and Will sighed heavily; he looked into the next cell and saw a half-eaten bone on the floor. He smiled, grabbed the bone and held it out through the bars. "Come on, this bone looks awful good! Come here! It's all yours! Come on!" The dog's head perked up and it struggled to stand. "That's it! Come on!" The dog slowly limped to the cell, and it's wheezing became steadily louder. Will reached out with the bone in hand, "That's it!" The dog limped closer, and just when it was with in reach, it fell to the floor, wheezing loudly. "NO! You're all right!" Will said filled with dismay. At that moment, the dog's chest stopped rising and the keys slipped from its mouth. Jack banged his head against the bars of the cell then looked at the dead dog, "Umm, come here boy?" he whistles, but the dog remained motionless.
"Why are we comin' down 'ere again Jack?" An elderly voice asked.
"Gibbs, I think it only right to help our fellow pirates and free them from these less then desirable conditions. I should have brought our Mr. Cotton along, he would have agreed with me." Will heard two voices coming down the stairs and looked through the bars of the cell. Finally two scruffy looking men appeared at the foot and looked directly at Will.
"Jack?" Will asked in confusion. Jack looked at Will and cocked his head to the side, he wore the same leather hat and most of his garb was similar, but the scarf he wore around his head was black.
"Do I know you?" Jack asked bluntly. Gibbs laughed heartily and said with a smile,
"Aye Jack! It's Will Turner!" He walked to the cell and shook hands with Will. "How've you been boy?" Will smiled and said,
"Nice to see you again Gibbs." Jack then said suavely,
"Ah, dear William! I thought were familiar, along with this, scenario. Wait, first time we met, wasn't it the other way around?" Will glared at Jack through the bars and said to him,
"Nice to see you too."
"What are ya' doin' in there Will? It's no right place of a man of your name." Gibbs said congenially.
"Pardon?"
"Wha' do ya' mean?! The Turner Swords! Marvelous they are! It's every pirates dream to loot from one of those merchant ships!" Will smiled oddly and said,
"Thank you, I suppose." Jack leaned against the wall and looked away.
"But wha' happened?" Gibbs asked.
"The pirates, they came and ransacked the Port." Will said.
"Obviously." Jack added with a smile.
"They came to my home and took Elizabeth-" Will began and Jack interrupted him.
"Ah, lost her again? Well, you might want to keep a leash on that one. It would solve you a lot of trouble."
"And my daughter." Will added.
"Another lass?" Jack added. He looked at Will and said, "Not bad for a eunuch, you adopted her I hope?" Will looked at Gibbs and said,
"As I tried to save my child I was attacked, and I woke up here. Please, would you help me? I have to save my family."
"Aye Will, we'll help you." Gibbs said and grabbed a nearby bench and pushed it into the bottom of the cell door. At this Jack stood and tapped Gibbs on the shoulder,
"Ah, Mr. Gibbs? Unless I am mistaken I think you said that 'we'd' help him. Here's my problem, last time checked, I was Captain and you were not. So I believe this is where we take our leave."
"Jack, please, I know it looks like there's no profit in this for you, but I'll repay you. You know I can." Will pleaded.
"Aye, that is true but it would mean in the long run I'd be doin' something good, and that wouldn't settle well with the crew." Jack replied quickly, and turned to the stairs to leave, "Come Gibbs." Will then added,
"But, in the longer run, you'd be a rich man who has done a good thing, that no one has to know about, with enough money to raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer to your heart's content." Jack stopped and turned back to look at Will. Will leaned against the bars of the cell and cocked his head to the side. Jack stood in front of Will and said,
"I'm listening."
"I'll pay you two hundred pounds if you help me find that ship and get my wife and child back." Jack looked at Will and said,
"350 pounds and I will."
"250."
"300."
"260 pounds and I'll make you a sword. A fine one, and if you don't like it you can sell it for a fortune…Captain."
"Done." Jack said and shook Will's hand.
I KNOW it's a short chapter! I started school again and it's hard with all the homework and essays to do this, another FF, and an original piece! PLEASE BEAR WITH ME! Thank you ALL!