Chapter 4
When they reached the Dunerai Islands, Will waited for the crew to get off the boat onto the island. Only Jack and Gaybrial remained on the Black Pearl. Will confronted them: "Hey. Are you not going into town?" He looked at Jack who shuffled away from Gaybrial.
Gaybrial looked up, " What?" he looked shocked, "You mean a great pirate like yourself doesn't know the stories!" He looked at Jack "I would have thought you would have told him." Jack shook his head.
"I didn't even know he was your brother." He said standing up tall.
"Right. Ok" he smiled at Will, "Have a good time." He turned to Jack "You too."
Jack and Will left together. "Why did he not tell me." Asked Will
"Do you remember when we were trying to find Elizabeth, you said you would die for her. I can tell you that you two are more a like then you think." Jack kept walking as Will stopped and thought. Yes he did remember but how could Gaybrial die for someone, he didn't have anyone. Or maybe he did, Will wasn't sure. They have never discussed it.
"You would do well to not use you name here." Jack said when Will had caught up.
"Why?" Will asked but Jack said nothing.
Will and Jack split up to look for different things. Will headed into a bar looking to see if his father had ever been here.
When he was in the nearest one he could find. He began listening to some drunks talking of old tales of the sea.
"I remember when you beat your brother at boat racing yet he became the sailor not you!" They all turned to a man that looked oddly familiar. He laughed.
"Yes, that was true."
"Though that boy of his was the same, never too keen on sailing but great at it." He stopped, "Whatever happened to him. Bet he never got in a boat again after his wife and kids died because of it."
The man they were talking to jumped forwards with a knife. Will automatically got up. The man held a knife to his 'friends' neck. "Don't you ever talk about him like that." He snarled. Will started to walk out when someone shouted and he looked round to see everyone looking at him. Will took a step towards the door. They all got up and drew their swords. "Who are you, boy?"
"That's him that is. Bootstraps boy." Said one of the men in the crowd.
"It's true." Said Will
The man looked at him. "No you are not the one we are thinking of, you are to young to be him." Will said nothing, he was thinking about what they had been talking about and decided to ask a question. He looked around a little scared; for once he wanted his brother around.
"You were talking about Gaybrial weren't you?" The men said nothing obviously contemplating what to say.
"Yes. You know him. Is he here?" Said the ringleader lowering his sword. Will was relived.
"I know him, yes, but no he is not here." Will lied,
The leader gave a chuckle; Will was uneasy but not threatened. "Bootstrap's boy number two." He said to the rest in the bar, "Well well well, I haven't seen you since you were a baby, aren't you going to say hi to your uncle." Will was shocked he never thought he had an uncle but he never considered that he did.
"What you gonna do wiv 'im Sam." Sniggered someone in the bar.
"Yes, I was just thinking about that." He yelled back to them. They all laughed.
Will felt a hand on his shoulder and jumped, only to find his brother and jack standing their swords pointed at Sam.
"Ahh little William lied to me. It seems big brother is here to protect you." Sam pushed the blade from his neck.
"Give it a rest Sam, you know you can't kill him." Snarled Gaybrial. Will was watching the tension between them and felt Jack slip a sword to his hand. He felt slightly more confident.
"Maybe I couldn't kill the little rat but they could." he waved to the boys behind him. Who all put their swords down as Gaybrial put his up and waved them cheekily to come and fight him. They shook their heads.
"Some army." Gaybrial laughed at his uncle. "Stay away from him." He warned. "Or I'll kill you all."
"Still the same cheeky little brat that I raised, like your father, I knew I should have killed you when I had the chance. But I had to stick with what I did to you last time you were here." Before Will could think, Gaybrial was holding his uncle to the floor and throwing countless punches at him. Jack rushed forward and grabbed him to his feet. Their uncle panted and climb to his. Will held his brother up and for the first time did not feel him try and get free.
"Maybe he can't kill you, but I can." Said Jack
"Ahh that would ruin the fun." Laughed Sam
Will grabbed his brother as he had tried to jumped at his uncle again.
"Lets go." Said Jack angrily.
"Come again soon and enjoy yourselves." Shouted Sam as Jack held the door open. Will noticed Gaybrial pull away from him. Gaybrial pulled a knife from his pocket and through it at the bar. It impaled Sam's shoulder.
Gaybrial laughed. "I only thought it, I didn't physically stab him did I?" Will noticed he was now a friend in his brother's eyes by the way Gaybrial was taking to him. Will laughed. Gaybrial grabbed him round the shoulders and walked back to the boat, Jack shouting at them that he had run out of rum.
When they reached the Dunerai Islands, Will waited for the crew to get off the boat onto the island. Only Jack and Gaybrial remained on the Black Pearl. Will confronted them: "Hey. Are you not going into town?" He looked at Jack who shuffled away from Gaybrial.
Gaybrial looked up, " What?" he looked shocked, "You mean a great pirate like yourself doesn't know the stories!" He looked at Jack "I would have thought you would have told him." Jack shook his head.
"I didn't even know he was your brother." He said standing up tall.
"Right. Ok" he smiled at Will, "Have a good time." He turned to Jack "You too."
Jack and Will left together. "Why did he not tell me." Asked Will
"Do you remember when we were trying to find Elizabeth, you said you would die for her. I can tell you that you two are more a like then you think." Jack kept walking as Will stopped and thought. Yes he did remember but how could Gaybrial die for someone, he didn't have anyone. Or maybe he did, Will wasn't sure. They have never discussed it.
"You would do well to not use you name here." Jack said when Will had caught up.
"Why?" Will asked but Jack said nothing.
Will and Jack split up to look for different things. Will headed into a bar looking to see if his father had ever been here.
When he was in the nearest one he could find. He began listening to some drunks talking of old tales of the sea.
"I remember when you beat your brother at boat racing yet he became the sailor not you!" They all turned to a man that looked oddly familiar. He laughed.
"Yes, that was true."
"Though that boy of his was the same, never too keen on sailing but great at it." He stopped, "Whatever happened to him. Bet he never got in a boat again after his wife and kids died because of it."
The man they were talking to jumped forwards with a knife. Will automatically got up. The man held a knife to his 'friends' neck. "Don't you ever talk about him like that." He snarled. Will started to walk out when someone shouted and he looked round to see everyone looking at him. Will took a step towards the door. They all got up and drew their swords. "Who are you, boy?"
"That's him that is. Bootstraps boy." Said one of the men in the crowd.
"It's true." Said Will
The man looked at him. "No you are not the one we are thinking of, you are to young to be him." Will said nothing, he was thinking about what they had been talking about and decided to ask a question. He looked around a little scared; for once he wanted his brother around.
"You were talking about Gaybrial weren't you?" The men said nothing obviously contemplating what to say.
"Yes. You know him. Is he here?" Said the ringleader lowering his sword. Will was relived.
"I know him, yes, but no he is not here." Will lied,
The leader gave a chuckle; Will was uneasy but not threatened. "Bootstrap's boy number two." He said to the rest in the bar, "Well well well, I haven't seen you since you were a baby, aren't you going to say hi to your uncle." Will was shocked he never thought he had an uncle but he never considered that he did.
"What you gonna do wiv 'im Sam." Sniggered someone in the bar.
"Yes, I was just thinking about that." He yelled back to them. They all laughed.
Will felt a hand on his shoulder and jumped, only to find his brother and jack standing their swords pointed at Sam.
"Ahh little William lied to me. It seems big brother is here to protect you." Sam pushed the blade from his neck.
"Give it a rest Sam, you know you can't kill him." Snarled Gaybrial. Will was watching the tension between them and felt Jack slip a sword to his hand. He felt slightly more confident.
"Maybe I couldn't kill the little rat but they could." he waved to the boys behind him. Who all put their swords down as Gaybrial put his up and waved them cheekily to come and fight him. They shook their heads.
"Some army." Gaybrial laughed at his uncle. "Stay away from him." He warned. "Or I'll kill you all."
"Still the same cheeky little brat that I raised, like your father, I knew I should have killed you when I had the chance. But I had to stick with what I did to you last time you were here." Before Will could think, Gaybrial was holding his uncle to the floor and throwing countless punches at him. Jack rushed forward and grabbed him to his feet. Their uncle panted and climb to his. Will held his brother up and for the first time did not feel him try and get free.
"Maybe he can't kill you, but I can." Said Jack
"Ahh that would ruin the fun." Laughed Sam
Will grabbed his brother as he had tried to jumped at his uncle again.
"Lets go." Said Jack angrily.
"Come again soon and enjoy yourselves." Shouted Sam as Jack held the door open. Will noticed Gaybrial pull away from him. Gaybrial pulled a knife from his pocket and through it at the bar. It impaled Sam's shoulder.
Gaybrial laughed. "I only thought it, I didn't physically stab him did I?" Will noticed he was now a friend in his brother's eyes by the way Gaybrial was taking to him. Will laughed. Gaybrial grabbed him round the shoulders and walked back to the boat, Jack shouting at them that he had run out of rum.