A/N Hey all! Just wanted to drop a little note saying that I'm not sure if I want to follow the script so closely… I tend to work a lot better when improvising. So, let me know how you like it, savvy? I dunno how good a job I'll do though… I like the script.
Chapter Two
Jack pushed the door of the smithy open slowly, peering in carefully, and then, satisfied, walked right in and made himself comfortable, taking off his hat. Raine followed him closely, but was more careful about closing the door and not making a sound. Jack turned and grinned when he noticed her looking around.
"It's perfectly fine, luv. There's nobody here. Now, let's see if we can get those off of…"
He was interrupted by the slight clanging of a bottle of rum falling to the floor, which made both Raine and Jack jump. She glared at him, but he didn't notice at all, walking over to inspect the man lying on the chair.
"Jack…" Raine started to say in an alarmed tone of voice.
"Shhh…" Jack told her, inspecting the unconscious man more closely and even yelling in his face. Jack turned back to Raine with a delighted grin on his face, and then continued to taunt the drunken man, seeming to forget that the chains needed to be taken off of Raine. Raine sighed to herself and began to walk around the room, looking at all the various tools and such, until a creaking sound was heard and both Jack and Raine snapped to attention upon hearing the door open and shut. Raine crouched low behind a barrel, but Jack simply slipped into the shadows, realizing too late that his hat was visible.
A rather handsome man entered the blacksmith, making comments about how orderly everything was, and that nothing had moved from its spot, until he spotted Jack's hat. Reaching for it, Jack jumped out of his hiding place and rapped the man's hand.
Raine was getting fed up with the events happening. She wanted to get out of the blasted chains, and now. The longer they were in Port Royal, the unhappier she was.
She stepped forward, from the barrel, and interrupted the nice little chat that was happening.
"Excuse me, but I would love to get out of these, if you don't mind." She held up her chains. "And then I would like to leave." She looked suggestively at the young man, as if he should be able to come up with some sort of solution. He hesitated.
"I see no reason why I shouldn't just kill you both. Pirates."
Raine sighed.
"That's wonderful, boy, but I really don't want to spend any longer here than I must, so please?"
"No! I cannot let you both just leave!"
"Honestly! What is your problem? What is so terrible about pirates?" Raine asked, throwing her hands up in the air.
The man looked at a loss for words, so Raine just sighed and turned around, looking for something she could use.
"If you get those chains off, will you leave?" The man asked her.
She groaned, turning around and then saying to Jack; "honestly, does nobody listen to anything I say?"
Jack grinned. "I find everything you say to be sort of pointless, actually, so no, I don't think so."
Raine was glaring daggers at him. He only grinned wider. Finally, Raine turned back to the boy.
"Alright lad. You get me out of these irons, and I swear on pain of death, Jack and I will leave." She sent a sideways grin to Jack, who understood immediately what she was saying. "Do we have an accord?"
The boy shook her hand hesitantly, and then stepped forward and nodded.
"Let's get started, then." He went over to a donkey that Raine had not noticed until now, and then made the donkey start walking, so that the gears on a machine started turning. Raine understood, and looped her chains over one of the gears, until they broke free.
Raine grinned when she saw her chains had been broken, and then she turned to Jack.
"So, Jack, where shall we go now?"
"You swore you would leave!" The man shouted. She turned to him with a grin.
"Aye, lad, I swore that we would leave… but you never said leave Port Royal, did you?" She turned around and began to walk towards the door, Jack picking up his hat and doing the same.
Just as she was reaching for the door to pull it open, a sword flew past her head and embedded itself into the wood. She turned around to stare at the boy, while Jack tried to pull the sword out. Finally, the both gave each other a glance, and then began to walk toward the boy. Who backed up, just a little.
"You can't both fight me." He told them.
"Why not? If we both fight you, it guarantee's we'll win." Raine asked him, shrugging.
"It would not be a fair fight!" He shouted desperately.
"And that's no incentive to fight fair, now is it?" Jack asked, raising his sword.
"You can't just ignore the rules of engagement!"
"We're pirates, mate, we ignore laws all the time. Why shouldn't we ignore this one?" Raine pointed out.
The boy thought about this for a moment, and sighed in defeat.
"I dislike pirates."
"So, have you decided you want to be killed, or are you going to move?" Jack asked, his sword still raised. The boy was blocking the other door. He glanced around for a second, and then pulled out a sword, and hit Jack's sword with it. Raine took the opportunity, when he moved, to move closer toward the door.
The two men began to swordfight, in an endless dance of lunges and blocks. Jack, of course, began his usual banter.
"Who makes all these swords?"
"I do! And I practice with them three hours a day!" The man told him.
"You need to find yerself a girl, mate." Jack said. Raine held back a laugh, and tried to listen further. "Or perhaps, the reason you practice three hours a day, is that you already found a girl, and are otherwise incapable of wooing said strumpet? You're not a eunuch, are you?"
"I'm sure he is, Jack, now let's go." Raine cut in.
She waited for them to quit messing around, but then realized Jack didn't intend to stop.
"Jack! Jack! Boy, stop… boys!" She shouted, running into the middle and throwing their swords aside with her own.
"Jack, we're leaving, now. Any minute now, the British Navy is going to know we're in here, and I want to leave."
As if to mark her words, soldiers began banging on the door. Raine took a few backwards steps toward the door, and Jack turned to look at the boy.
And then, at that moment he was hit over the head with a bottle of rum, and fell forward onto the floor. Soldiers began to file into the shop, and Raine took the opportunity to slip out the back door, onto the streets.
She had to get Jack.
***~*** Twenty-Five Years Earlier***~***
The air was filled with ash, and smoke, and Jane could taste it on her tongue. She was frightened, but tried to keep cool, so she could decide what to do. As it had been her first time away from Tortuga, this little trip was going to put a dampen on her thirst for sea adventures, especially since the fire that had burnt the ship had made her lose the little family she had… Mama and Toni. Now here she was, sitting in a life boat, getting taken back to Tortuga, where she would probably be put into an orphanage, or brothels.
She gripped tighter the little leather band that was in her hand, and then curled up, wrapping her hands around her knees. The leather strap smelled of smoke, but it did not bother her… she could still detect the littlest whiff of mamas perfume coming off of it. She tied the little band around her wrist and swore she would never take it off, and then looked up through all of the smoke and saw the lights of Tortuga, if only faintly.
Soon she would be home.