Right, I posted two chapters quite quickly, to make the story a bit more exciting... The adventure won't happen in the first chapter, after all, so I felt like updating very quickly this first time to get really into the story... Anyway, enjoy:
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THE CURSED VILLAIN
"Look, Sally! I found ya another one!"
I heard Lily's voice already as she was running up the stairs to the second floor.
We were all sitting in Peg's "love room", as she called it, discussing the day. The four of us girls had the afternoon off, with nothing more to do than eat and talk.
Lily entered the room, waving a piece of paper in the air. "I found ya another one!" she repeated and handed it to me.
I looked at it, and my face changed its expression. Lily had given me yet another Wanted-poster of Captain Jack Sparrow. "It's not amusing, Lily!" I said, throwing the poster back at her as she sat down on the floor.
"I think it is, love," she smiled.
"I've told you to stop giving me those," I sighed.
"What's that?" Peg said, sitting on the bed with Theresa eating chicken and drinking rum as repulsive as a man would do it. "Give it here, Lily!"
"Drop it," I said, but Lily reached for the poster and passed it on to Peg before I could stop her.
"What's this, then?" Peg said when she and Theresa had seen what it was. "Ya got a thing for that Captain Sparrow, Sally?"
"No!" I said angrily, and it was the truth, but Lily kept laughing.
Lily had known me longer than any of the girls in The Cursed Villain. She was the one who had gotten me the job without me becoming a whore as well, as she was the one accompanying the pub's owner it had been an easy thing for her. So Lily and I had become close friends, and I'd told Lily about the most of my experiences. Although I was younger than all the other girls at the pub, I had been more around then most of them, and Lily had always been eager on hearing about the places I'd been. She particularly liked to hear about the time I'd worked in a pub in Tortuga. That's where she'd be wanting to go some day, if she ever got the opportunity to leave Warren.
"What with the poster, then?" Theresa said, smiling.
"It's Lily's joke," I replied, reaching for a bottle and leaning my back against the bed. "I have absolutely not got a thing for Sparrow, quite the opposite."
Peg moved closer to me on the bed, clearly taking an interest in what she was hearing. "What are you sayin'? D'ya know that Sparrow fella?"
"She did," Lily said before I even got a chance to answer. "A coupla years ago, they knew each other quite well, I should daresay!"
The girls all laughed, as if it was amusing. I couldn't see what was so funny. "Stop it, Lily," I said. "You're makin' too big a deal of this."
"Did you really know Captain Sparrow, Sal?" Theresa asked with curiosity. "How is he? Mysterious?"
"Yeah, and permanently drunk," I replied. "He's a rude, disgusting, horny and drunken pirate, no different from the rest of them."
"Say what you like, I've heard some excitin' stuff about him," Peg said.
"Well, you've heard shit," I sighed.
"How do ya know him?" Theresa asked.
"Look, what's with all this talk about Sparrow!" I said angrily. "He's nothin' big! He's a boring, stupid pirate who I may have spoken a few words with in the past, nothin' more. And I can't stand the creature," I added.
The girls were silent for a moment or so, then Lily said with a grin: "Ya wanna know why she hates him, girls?"
"Why?" Peg asked enthusiastically.
"Because he walked out on her," Lily smiled. "Left her without a word."
I looked up at her. What was she saying? That was a blunt lie! "You're talking about something you know nothing of, Lily!" I said. "He didn't leave me, because I never did nothin' with that Sparrow fella! He used to try and have his way with me, and I always refused. So there you are, that's how I knew Captain Jack Sparrow, and he didn't walk out on me! I would never have gotten involved with someone like tha'!"
"What happened then?" Peg asked eagerly. "It doesn't sound like that's the end o' the story..."
"It ain't," Lily smiled. "Sure, they would just flirt and mock each other, but I've been told they were really quite taken with each other, just none of them had the guts to say anythin'! He used to come there reagularly, and he always talked to Sally, flirted with her..."
"...and tried to have his way with me," I added.
"But then one day, he never came back. Six months passed without a word or a visit, he never came back to that pub, so Sally quit."
"That's why you quit in Tortuga?" Peg asked with a shock. "I can't believe it!"
"It's not why I quit," I said. "I got a chance to get away from that rotten place, a chance to go to a smaller, quieter place, like this. That's why."
"It must have been awful with him leavin' you like tha'," Theresa said quietly.
"He didn't leave me," I said. "I couldn't stand the man. I know him, but I still hate him. And him never comin' back to that pub was a blessin'! And I'm happy where I am now, with you and all."
We were quiet for a while. I think the girls were still trying to understand all the stuff about Jack Sparrow. Every word I had told them was true, but I had failed to mention how there was something good about him as well. Captain Sparrow was fascinating in a way that most men aren't. There was something mystical about him. And even though he'd had his way with half of the girls in Tortuga, I felt sort of special when he kept trying to get lucky with me. I worked there for a little over a year, and for the first seven months he'd come in regularly, several times a month, and we'd always talk. Mock each other, surely, but talk friendly also, on some occasions. And I remember the really exciting moments, if I went too far and spoke to fouly of him, he would draw his sword on me if there was no one else around. Sure, it was scary, but it was exciting as well. And I knew he wouldn't hurt me, I just knew it. But he enjoyed having that power over me, I could tell.
So sure, I was disappointed when suddenly he stopped coming in to the pub. Six months and not a visit from neither him nor his crew mates. In those months I realized what an idiot he was, what a bastard and a disgusting, drunken pirate he really was. I guess I could say I learned the truth when he was no longer there to tell me otherwise.
"I wonder if he ever felt somethin' real fer ya," Peg said after a long while. "Wouldn't tha' be excitin' if he did?"
"Do ya really think Captain Jack Sparrow loves anything besides himself and his ship?" Lily said. "Don't be stupid, Peg, 'course he didn't feel somethin' real fer her. It was just a game, like with all them other girls he went for."
"He kept goin' after Sally for half a year," Theresa said. "That musta meant somethin'."
"You clearly don't know Jack Sparrow," I said with a smile. "He was goin' after me because I was there, see? Because I was workin' in that very pub that he always visited. It was just convenient, I was always there if he wanted to give it a try. It was nothin' more to it than that."
"Hey, I just thought of somethin'," Peg said. "Remember those fancy lads that turned up here, Sally?"
I nodded.
"What fancy lads?" Lily asked.
"These snobby gentlemen with the nice clothes and talk that came and asked fer Sally Goldee. I never saw them again after that night. It musta been two weeks ago by now, ey?"
"Yeah, almost two weeks," I agreed. "One and a half, maybe. I told you they'd probably just gotten the wrong name."
"Guess ya were right, love," she agreed. "I wonder why someone would be givin' them yer name, though..."
"Maybe Captain Jack Sparrow is lookin' fer ya!" Lily laughed, and at that I threw a pillow at her with rage. I guess it was unavoidable by then for it not to turn into a big pillow fight between us four girls. Sometimes that's fun.
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Jack walked quietly through the streets on Warren island. He hadn't been there in several years, but nothing had changed. The streets, the buildings, the people, it was as dull and dead as it always had been. Jack couldn't help but wondering why Golden Sally had left a place like Tortuga for this.
As the sun was going down, the crowd in the streets grew smaller. Jack had feared that this might happen. In small places like on Warren island, people would go inside and to bed a lot earlier than on the bigger islands. So by the time the evening was near, the only people on the streets would be pirates or, if they had arrived, the Tinys.
Jack had arrived earlier that day with the Black Pearl, and now he was slowly making his way through the streets looking for The Cursed Villain. He had been there before, but he couldn't recall when or under what circumstances. Either it was so long ago he'd forgotten, or he had been so drunk it had been wiped from his mind. Either way, not knowing the streets made his search for the pub somewhat more difficult than it could have been.
He turned around a street corner, to face yet another, completely identical street. And there was no sign of The Villain what so ever.
"This'll take forever," he said to himself, took a deep breath and then started the walk down the street.
He realized just about then his suspicions had been correct: At the end of the street, before he could turn the corner, someone else did, and they practically walked straight into him.
"Well, well, Jack Sparrow!" one of the five men said as they'd realized what had happened.
Jack stared back. Curse this island! Now he suddenly found himself face to face with no less than five Tinys, all armed and smiling their annoying, smug smiles.
"Finally you're not surrounded by the friends who protect you," one of the Tinys said, raising his gun against the pirate. "This is your time to die."
"Listen, lads," Jack said, holding up his hands as if to defend himself against the Tinys and their weapons. "I'm actually in a bit of a hurry here, so if we could do all this later..."
"Not later, Jack," the Tiny said. "Now."
"Yeah, I thought so," he sighed.
"It's your turn tonight, Captain Sparrow. Your turn to pay for all the evil you have caused! We, the law, sentence you to death."
"Now that's already been done," Jack said with a sarcastic smile. "And I must say, even for gentlemen of the law like yourselves it's really not just to shoot a man with no chance to defend himself. You're five, I'm one. And you're ready to shoot me. Now that's really not fair, don't you agree?"
"Shut your mouth, Sparrow," the Tiny said. "You had this coming the day you started your piracy. I'm just happy I am the one who gets to kill you." Just as he prepared to fire at Jack, one of the other Tinys tapped him on the shoulder and whispered something in his ear. "No," Jack heard him reply, "we've got time. It's only a lousy shot, we'll find The Cursed Villain and that Sally Goldee in a few minutes."
Jack's eyes widened. These were the Tinys searching for Sally Goldee! But they had to be a different group than those who last visited Warren, because they were clearly not familiar with the streets and where The Villain was. This could be my chance to survival, Jack thought. "The Cursed Villain?" Jack said, looking curiously at the five Tinys. "Now that's a great pub! Fine choice, gentlemen, if I may say so myself... Great ladies, great food and drink."
The Tiny lowered his gun for a second. "Are you saying you've been to The Cursed Villain?" he asked suspiciously.
"Oh, of course I have," Jack smiled. "Every pirate who's got any respect for himself drops by The Villain when he's at Warren island. It's a great place, mate. You're gonna love it - once you find it, of course."
"Sir," one of the other Tinys said, "that's a point... The rumour that we're here must have reached the pub by now. Maybe this Sally Goldee gets a chance to flee again if we don't hurry."
The Tiny pointing his gun against Jack thought for a moment. "Very well," he finally said, lowering his weapon a bit more. "Jack Sparrow, you will lead us to The Cursed Villain."
"Now why would I wanna do that?"
"Then you will live for perhaps five minutes longer, pirate," the Tiny replied, pointing the gun straight at Jack's face again.
"Right, good point," Jack said. "It's this way, gentlemen..."
He started walking down the street, with the five Tinys following him closely, and he felt their weapons pointing at his back and his neck. This was the only chance he had to escape. Now he had more trouble on his hands than ever before. Not only did he have to get to The Villain before the Tinys found it, he also had to make sure the Tinys didn't kill him on the spot.
Jack lead them back through the street he'd been walking just a few minutes earlier, suddenly remembering one of the corners leading in to a numerous of other, small backstreets. As they reached the corner Jack seized the opportunity and jumped around the corner before the Tinys could either react or fire.
"Hey, what the...?" he heard them say. "Sparrow!"
Jack ran off through the small streets, around corners and through doors, whatever he could find that would lead him far away from the Tinys. He wasn't ready to die just yet.
For a short period he could hear the Tinys following him, but he quickly lost them as he went fast through gates and alleys. Finally, after running what he meant was far enough, he stopped and listened.
Not a sound, except for those of the few birds and the wind. He had lost the Tinys.
Jack let out a pleasant sigh, feeling pretty good with himself. And the feeling was about to improve. Because as he looked around as to where he was, he found himself just ten meters away from a sign on a wall that said "The Cursed Villain".
"Yeah, thought so," he said to himself and ran off to The Villain.
He entered, finding the life on the inside quite merry, but far from as wild as it used to be in Tortuga. It was obvious that this was a small island with few visitors, compared to a lot of the other places he'd visited.
Jack quickly got a hold of one of the barmaids. "Hey," he said, stopping her.
"Hi there," she replied. "Me name's Peg, what can I do fer ya?" By then, Peg regonized who she was facing. "Why, you're..."
"Sparrow's the name," Jack said quickly. "I need to know where Golden Sally is."
"Golden Sally?"
Jack sighed. "Her name's really Sally Gold, or somethin' like tha'. I've been told by Pete Derry she works here, now where is she?"
Peg smiled. "Ah, so you've come fer Sally?" she said.
Jack nodded, constantly staring towards the door to make sure no Tiny would suddenly enter.
"She's upstairs," Peg said, pointing towards a door. "In there, up the steps, second door on yer right. Have fun," she added as he took off towards the door.
Jack ran up the steps, and bursed in on the door where Peg had sent him.
There she was. Sitting on the bed eating from a loaf of bread was Golden Sally. She looked up as he entered, and her eyes widened.
"Why, Sally, you're as pretty as ever," Jack said with an evil smile.
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Well, that's it for now... Please review!
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THE CURSED VILLAIN
"Look, Sally! I found ya another one!"
I heard Lily's voice already as she was running up the stairs to the second floor.
We were all sitting in Peg's "love room", as she called it, discussing the day. The four of us girls had the afternoon off, with nothing more to do than eat and talk.
Lily entered the room, waving a piece of paper in the air. "I found ya another one!" she repeated and handed it to me.
I looked at it, and my face changed its expression. Lily had given me yet another Wanted-poster of Captain Jack Sparrow. "It's not amusing, Lily!" I said, throwing the poster back at her as she sat down on the floor.
"I think it is, love," she smiled.
"I've told you to stop giving me those," I sighed.
"What's that?" Peg said, sitting on the bed with Theresa eating chicken and drinking rum as repulsive as a man would do it. "Give it here, Lily!"
"Drop it," I said, but Lily reached for the poster and passed it on to Peg before I could stop her.
"What's this, then?" Peg said when she and Theresa had seen what it was. "Ya got a thing for that Captain Sparrow, Sally?"
"No!" I said angrily, and it was the truth, but Lily kept laughing.
Lily had known me longer than any of the girls in The Cursed Villain. She was the one who had gotten me the job without me becoming a whore as well, as she was the one accompanying the pub's owner it had been an easy thing for her. So Lily and I had become close friends, and I'd told Lily about the most of my experiences. Although I was younger than all the other girls at the pub, I had been more around then most of them, and Lily had always been eager on hearing about the places I'd been. She particularly liked to hear about the time I'd worked in a pub in Tortuga. That's where she'd be wanting to go some day, if she ever got the opportunity to leave Warren.
"What with the poster, then?" Theresa said, smiling.
"It's Lily's joke," I replied, reaching for a bottle and leaning my back against the bed. "I have absolutely not got a thing for Sparrow, quite the opposite."
Peg moved closer to me on the bed, clearly taking an interest in what she was hearing. "What are you sayin'? D'ya know that Sparrow fella?"
"She did," Lily said before I even got a chance to answer. "A coupla years ago, they knew each other quite well, I should daresay!"
The girls all laughed, as if it was amusing. I couldn't see what was so funny. "Stop it, Lily," I said. "You're makin' too big a deal of this."
"Did you really know Captain Sparrow, Sal?" Theresa asked with curiosity. "How is he? Mysterious?"
"Yeah, and permanently drunk," I replied. "He's a rude, disgusting, horny and drunken pirate, no different from the rest of them."
"Say what you like, I've heard some excitin' stuff about him," Peg said.
"Well, you've heard shit," I sighed.
"How do ya know him?" Theresa asked.
"Look, what's with all this talk about Sparrow!" I said angrily. "He's nothin' big! He's a boring, stupid pirate who I may have spoken a few words with in the past, nothin' more. And I can't stand the creature," I added.
The girls were silent for a moment or so, then Lily said with a grin: "Ya wanna know why she hates him, girls?"
"Why?" Peg asked enthusiastically.
"Because he walked out on her," Lily smiled. "Left her without a word."
I looked up at her. What was she saying? That was a blunt lie! "You're talking about something you know nothing of, Lily!" I said. "He didn't leave me, because I never did nothin' with that Sparrow fella! He used to try and have his way with me, and I always refused. So there you are, that's how I knew Captain Jack Sparrow, and he didn't walk out on me! I would never have gotten involved with someone like tha'!"
"What happened then?" Peg asked eagerly. "It doesn't sound like that's the end o' the story..."
"It ain't," Lily smiled. "Sure, they would just flirt and mock each other, but I've been told they were really quite taken with each other, just none of them had the guts to say anythin'! He used to come there reagularly, and he always talked to Sally, flirted with her..."
"...and tried to have his way with me," I added.
"But then one day, he never came back. Six months passed without a word or a visit, he never came back to that pub, so Sally quit."
"That's why you quit in Tortuga?" Peg asked with a shock. "I can't believe it!"
"It's not why I quit," I said. "I got a chance to get away from that rotten place, a chance to go to a smaller, quieter place, like this. That's why."
"It must have been awful with him leavin' you like tha'," Theresa said quietly.
"He didn't leave me," I said. "I couldn't stand the man. I know him, but I still hate him. And him never comin' back to that pub was a blessin'! And I'm happy where I am now, with you and all."
We were quiet for a while. I think the girls were still trying to understand all the stuff about Jack Sparrow. Every word I had told them was true, but I had failed to mention how there was something good about him as well. Captain Sparrow was fascinating in a way that most men aren't. There was something mystical about him. And even though he'd had his way with half of the girls in Tortuga, I felt sort of special when he kept trying to get lucky with me. I worked there for a little over a year, and for the first seven months he'd come in regularly, several times a month, and we'd always talk. Mock each other, surely, but talk friendly also, on some occasions. And I remember the really exciting moments, if I went too far and spoke to fouly of him, he would draw his sword on me if there was no one else around. Sure, it was scary, but it was exciting as well. And I knew he wouldn't hurt me, I just knew it. But he enjoyed having that power over me, I could tell.
So sure, I was disappointed when suddenly he stopped coming in to the pub. Six months and not a visit from neither him nor his crew mates. In those months I realized what an idiot he was, what a bastard and a disgusting, drunken pirate he really was. I guess I could say I learned the truth when he was no longer there to tell me otherwise.
"I wonder if he ever felt somethin' real fer ya," Peg said after a long while. "Wouldn't tha' be excitin' if he did?"
"Do ya really think Captain Jack Sparrow loves anything besides himself and his ship?" Lily said. "Don't be stupid, Peg, 'course he didn't feel somethin' real fer her. It was just a game, like with all them other girls he went for."
"He kept goin' after Sally for half a year," Theresa said. "That musta meant somethin'."
"You clearly don't know Jack Sparrow," I said with a smile. "He was goin' after me because I was there, see? Because I was workin' in that very pub that he always visited. It was just convenient, I was always there if he wanted to give it a try. It was nothin' more to it than that."
"Hey, I just thought of somethin'," Peg said. "Remember those fancy lads that turned up here, Sally?"
I nodded.
"What fancy lads?" Lily asked.
"These snobby gentlemen with the nice clothes and talk that came and asked fer Sally Goldee. I never saw them again after that night. It musta been two weeks ago by now, ey?"
"Yeah, almost two weeks," I agreed. "One and a half, maybe. I told you they'd probably just gotten the wrong name."
"Guess ya were right, love," she agreed. "I wonder why someone would be givin' them yer name, though..."
"Maybe Captain Jack Sparrow is lookin' fer ya!" Lily laughed, and at that I threw a pillow at her with rage. I guess it was unavoidable by then for it not to turn into a big pillow fight between us four girls. Sometimes that's fun.
***
Jack walked quietly through the streets on Warren island. He hadn't been there in several years, but nothing had changed. The streets, the buildings, the people, it was as dull and dead as it always had been. Jack couldn't help but wondering why Golden Sally had left a place like Tortuga for this.
As the sun was going down, the crowd in the streets grew smaller. Jack had feared that this might happen. In small places like on Warren island, people would go inside and to bed a lot earlier than on the bigger islands. So by the time the evening was near, the only people on the streets would be pirates or, if they had arrived, the Tinys.
Jack had arrived earlier that day with the Black Pearl, and now he was slowly making his way through the streets looking for The Cursed Villain. He had been there before, but he couldn't recall when or under what circumstances. Either it was so long ago he'd forgotten, or he had been so drunk it had been wiped from his mind. Either way, not knowing the streets made his search for the pub somewhat more difficult than it could have been.
He turned around a street corner, to face yet another, completely identical street. And there was no sign of The Villain what so ever.
"This'll take forever," he said to himself, took a deep breath and then started the walk down the street.
He realized just about then his suspicions had been correct: At the end of the street, before he could turn the corner, someone else did, and they practically walked straight into him.
"Well, well, Jack Sparrow!" one of the five men said as they'd realized what had happened.
Jack stared back. Curse this island! Now he suddenly found himself face to face with no less than five Tinys, all armed and smiling their annoying, smug smiles.
"Finally you're not surrounded by the friends who protect you," one of the Tinys said, raising his gun against the pirate. "This is your time to die."
"Listen, lads," Jack said, holding up his hands as if to defend himself against the Tinys and their weapons. "I'm actually in a bit of a hurry here, so if we could do all this later..."
"Not later, Jack," the Tiny said. "Now."
"Yeah, I thought so," he sighed.
"It's your turn tonight, Captain Sparrow. Your turn to pay for all the evil you have caused! We, the law, sentence you to death."
"Now that's already been done," Jack said with a sarcastic smile. "And I must say, even for gentlemen of the law like yourselves it's really not just to shoot a man with no chance to defend himself. You're five, I'm one. And you're ready to shoot me. Now that's really not fair, don't you agree?"
"Shut your mouth, Sparrow," the Tiny said. "You had this coming the day you started your piracy. I'm just happy I am the one who gets to kill you." Just as he prepared to fire at Jack, one of the other Tinys tapped him on the shoulder and whispered something in his ear. "No," Jack heard him reply, "we've got time. It's only a lousy shot, we'll find The Cursed Villain and that Sally Goldee in a few minutes."
Jack's eyes widened. These were the Tinys searching for Sally Goldee! But they had to be a different group than those who last visited Warren, because they were clearly not familiar with the streets and where The Villain was. This could be my chance to survival, Jack thought. "The Cursed Villain?" Jack said, looking curiously at the five Tinys. "Now that's a great pub! Fine choice, gentlemen, if I may say so myself... Great ladies, great food and drink."
The Tiny lowered his gun for a second. "Are you saying you've been to The Cursed Villain?" he asked suspiciously.
"Oh, of course I have," Jack smiled. "Every pirate who's got any respect for himself drops by The Villain when he's at Warren island. It's a great place, mate. You're gonna love it - once you find it, of course."
"Sir," one of the other Tinys said, "that's a point... The rumour that we're here must have reached the pub by now. Maybe this Sally Goldee gets a chance to flee again if we don't hurry."
The Tiny pointing his gun against Jack thought for a moment. "Very well," he finally said, lowering his weapon a bit more. "Jack Sparrow, you will lead us to The Cursed Villain."
"Now why would I wanna do that?"
"Then you will live for perhaps five minutes longer, pirate," the Tiny replied, pointing the gun straight at Jack's face again.
"Right, good point," Jack said. "It's this way, gentlemen..."
He started walking down the street, with the five Tinys following him closely, and he felt their weapons pointing at his back and his neck. This was the only chance he had to escape. Now he had more trouble on his hands than ever before. Not only did he have to get to The Villain before the Tinys found it, he also had to make sure the Tinys didn't kill him on the spot.
Jack lead them back through the street he'd been walking just a few minutes earlier, suddenly remembering one of the corners leading in to a numerous of other, small backstreets. As they reached the corner Jack seized the opportunity and jumped around the corner before the Tinys could either react or fire.
"Hey, what the...?" he heard them say. "Sparrow!"
Jack ran off through the small streets, around corners and through doors, whatever he could find that would lead him far away from the Tinys. He wasn't ready to die just yet.
For a short period he could hear the Tinys following him, but he quickly lost them as he went fast through gates and alleys. Finally, after running what he meant was far enough, he stopped and listened.
Not a sound, except for those of the few birds and the wind. He had lost the Tinys.
Jack let out a pleasant sigh, feeling pretty good with himself. And the feeling was about to improve. Because as he looked around as to where he was, he found himself just ten meters away from a sign on a wall that said "The Cursed Villain".
"Yeah, thought so," he said to himself and ran off to The Villain.
He entered, finding the life on the inside quite merry, but far from as wild as it used to be in Tortuga. It was obvious that this was a small island with few visitors, compared to a lot of the other places he'd visited.
Jack quickly got a hold of one of the barmaids. "Hey," he said, stopping her.
"Hi there," she replied. "Me name's Peg, what can I do fer ya?" By then, Peg regonized who she was facing. "Why, you're..."
"Sparrow's the name," Jack said quickly. "I need to know where Golden Sally is."
"Golden Sally?"
Jack sighed. "Her name's really Sally Gold, or somethin' like tha'. I've been told by Pete Derry she works here, now where is she?"
Peg smiled. "Ah, so you've come fer Sally?" she said.
Jack nodded, constantly staring towards the door to make sure no Tiny would suddenly enter.
"She's upstairs," Peg said, pointing towards a door. "In there, up the steps, second door on yer right. Have fun," she added as he took off towards the door.
Jack ran up the steps, and bursed in on the door where Peg had sent him.
There she was. Sitting on the bed eating from a loaf of bread was Golden Sally. She looked up as he entered, and her eyes widened.
"Why, Sally, you're as pretty as ever," Jack said with an evil smile.
***
Well, that's it for now... Please review!