DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of these characters …yet…heh…::grinning:: 

Plus, just a reminder, I'm not fluent in Pirate talk or British dialect so if I'm not dead on, please forgive me, thanks.

I am so happy to have gotten reviews!!!  Muah to all you who did.  Thanks again to Riot1 lol I guess your hypnosis worked hehehehe.  Also special thank you's to TrappedandAnnoyed, RJBosco, Falconstorm, and Mrs. Sparrow for your time in letting me know you are interested in A Pirate's Tale.  It is much appreciated, I'm happy to please! :oD 

I'll try and make this one longer since the last one was a bit short.  So once again, sit back and enjoy.

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Chapter 3

         Jack found himself sitting in a dark, damp room.   The floor was made of stone and it stank of too many bad odors to name.  He sat in an old wooden chair that he had leaned back against the wall and was balancing with his feet.  As his mind wandered about how he would yet again get out of a bad situation he absentmindedly played with the beads and leather hanging in his hair.  Jack's stomach rumbled in protest to not being feed in a while.

         "I hear ya mate, but I don'ts think these pigs are going to oblige you." Jack looked down and spoke to his stomach.  It growled again in retort. 

         "I thought I used bad language."

         The sound of a lock being turned and a door opening brought Jack's conversation to a stop and perked his attention, though he did little to show it.  Footsteps were heard, more than one person.  Light was coming in through the barred window and Jack could see three men in British uniforms.  One unlocked the cell and allowed the others in.  He then closed the door and walked off into the shadows.  The two soldiers seemed to be judging who Jack was and Jack just looked at them with little interest.  One produced a canteen and placed it on the small table that occupied the cell.  Jack's eyes widened and his fingers began to itch.

         "What is your name?" the Lieutenant asked.

         "Perhaps ye've heard of me? I am the great Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack said proudly, bowing slightly.

         "Ah yes, the bad pirate with great luck and a big mouth." The Lieutenant replied.

         "No, a great pirate with bad luck and-big mouth? Who said I had a big mouth?" Jack held up his index finger and looked confused.

         "It doesn't matter your still a pirate and you will be hanged," The Lieutenant said with a smirk.

         "Interesting, do ye think we can skip that part and just move to the one where ye let me go?"

         "Where would be the fun in that?" The lieutenant smiled.  Jack moved to get the canteen, but the officer grabbed it before he could reach it. 

         "Ah, ah, what do you think your doing?" The Lieutenant asked, his hand had automatically went to his sword.

         "I was figurin' since ye were going to wring me neck soon, I could at least make it feel a little bit better by letting something run down it one last time.  Savvy?" Jack said, sitting back in his chair.

         "It can be arranged for you to have some of this water," The Lieutenant took the canteen from the other officer, "if you cooperate."

         "And what would ye's be needin' cooperation with?" Jack inquired.

         "Where your Black Pearl is berthed is all I want to know.  Once that pathetic ship is off the seas I can go home and live in luxury.  If you tell me, I'll give you some of this water and a nice meal before you are hanged," The Lieutenant smiled as if what he had said was far beyond what should be expected.

         "What ever your name is mate, I've been through this already.  I don't know where my Pearl is.  I haven't seen her in weeks." Jack sighed, starring at the canteen.

         "Pity, I suppose you won't be needing this then," The Lieutenant said as he opened the cap of the canteen and began pouring the water onto the ground.  Jack leaped up and began trying to catch some of the water with cupped hands and sipping it.  The Lieutenant kicked Jack over and tossed the canteen to the ground. 

         "I'll see you tomorrow morning," The Lieutenant narrowed his eyes and speaking in a low voice.  He quickly exited the cell, but the other officer looked some what sympathetic.  Jack picked up the canteen and allowed a few drops to drip into his mouth. He then slowly picked himself up off the ground and sat back in the chair, when he noticed the second officer was still in the cell eyeing him.

         "I suppose ye's wantin' something too?" Jack asked.

         "No Mr. Sparrow, it's just…I've heard about you." The young man said.  Jack perked up and smiled, rubbing his side where he got kicked.   

         "Well, that's a good thing indeed.  So is it customary of you soldier lads to stay behind and harass a poor pirate?"

         "No Mr. Sparrow, I've always been curious of pirate's especially ones that would save a governor's daughter."

         "Aye, that be a long story, boy." Jack cracked a smile thinking about all that he had done with Will and Elizabeth. 

         "But, why would a pirate save someone when he would get caught?"  The soldier asked.

         "Not all pirates are the same.  Some don't even know they are one yet." Jack said knowing that Will still hadn't fully accepted he was a pirate.

         "Jackson!" The Lieutenant called from somewhere else.  The boy winced at the call.

         "Seems ye like him about as much I do," Jack said.

         "I must go, but here," The boy pulled something out of his pocket.  It was a broken off piece of bread.  Jack looked at him suspiciously before reaching out a taking it.

         "Thanks lad," Jack grinned. "You're the first soldier I've only just wanted knock over the head." The boy's face sunk.  "Oh that's a good thing.  It's only 'cause you are a soldier of the queen, but if I'd met ye under different circumstances, I'd probably like ya."

Jack said before taking a bite of the bread.

         "Bye Mr. Sparrow."  The young man smiled and walked out of the cell.  The other soldier returned and began to lock the door.

         "Oh no man, you can leave that unlocked if ye likes.  I won't be stayin' here long," Jack said stuffing the bread in his mouth.  The soldier only glared at Jack and walked away once he was done.

         "Perhaps later ye'd like to return and bring some rum! I've seemed to have misplaced mine!" Jack yelled.  "Bloody bugger." Jack slummed back down into the chair again and tried to get some sleep.  If he was going to have any chance of escaping, he would need all his strength.

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K, I know this one isn't much longer then the last chapter, but guess what, I'm putting up both this and chap 4 up at the same time! How bout that?  Aren't I nice????  :O) What can I say, I like leaving Jack in little situations that keep you guessing.  I guess I'm mean too, huh?  Well, I'm happy to tell you that things will be getting even more interesting soon, so stick around and KEEP REVIEWING PLEASE!! Thank you. :oD  Chapter 4 will be up very soon.