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The strange boy and you have been dueling for quite a while. You are about to slash his arm when you feel a cold blade at your throat.

"Drop your sword," A man's voice says from behind you.

'Not again,' you think as your sword falls to the ground. You feel yourself being turned around roughly. The man glares at you. He takes your sleeve and pulls it up. You see the 'P' burned into your skin and your Sparrow tattoo.

"You're a sparrow?" the man asks.

"Aye," you reply while struggling against the man's arms.

"Are you related to Jack Sparrow?" he asks.

"What if I am?" you say angrily. You really don't like being restrained.

"Answer the question," he states gruffly.

"Aye. Jack Sparrow be me dad." The man immediately lets go of you and you grab your sword off the ground. You are about to make a run for it, but the boy grabs you. You growl and struggle.

"I've had a few 'encounters' with your father," The man says.

"That's nice. Will ya let go of me, boy?" You say as you break free. You take off into the trees and somehow end up in the town. You see the pub. You run into it, hoping to see your father. He's sitting at the bar with a cup of rum. You walk over and sit in one of the stools.

"I was wonderin' when you were gonna show up," said your father without looking up.

"I ran into some trouble, but I handled it," you say with pride.

Your father grins as he replies, "That's me girl." You ask the bartender for a drink, and he looks at you strangely. You just glare at him and tell him to hurry up. You hear the bar doors open but pay no notice to it. You turn your attention to the mug of rum that has been set in front of you. "Sparrow," says a voice from the back of the bar. You and your father turn around to see a man in the doorway. It was the same man that had held you at knifepoint.

"Aye," you and your father say at the same time.

"Jack Sparrow," the man says. You look at your dad strangely, but he gets up and claps the man on the back.

"Will, me boy! How've ya been doin'?" said your father with his usual drunken slur.

"Can't complain. I had a bit of a run-in with your daughter today. Firecracker, that one," Will says with a chuckle. "What are you doing in Port Royal?"

"The Pearl 'as been attacked," says your father darkly.

"By who?" Will asks anxiously.

"I ain't too sure, but I think it may 'ave been me old pal Harrington," your father says. You're mind is buzzing with thoughts. Who is Harrington? Who is this Will fella'? And how long are you goin' to be in Port Royal?

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yay! Chapter numero dos is finished! I'm feelin' a little happy about this right now, but I'm sure it will pass.

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