'No Truth at All'

**Summary**

Inspired by one of the deleted scenes on the DVD. Elizabeth demands to know if the other tales are hoaxes like the whole 'island escape scenario'. Yet they're all true and Jack has the scars to prove it! But what are these tales?

**Disclaimer**

Disney have two major theme parks, hundreds of studios and earn god knows how many billions, so it wouldn't be wise for me to claim any of the characters of POTC as my own.

**Prologue**

The blazing sun beamed down at him from a cloudless azure sky, yet under the cool shelter from the palm trees large leaves the heat was bearable. The only sound that could be heard was the soft breaking of the waves on the beach and the rustle of the tree's foliage due to the light sea breeze. It would have been an otherwise picturesque scene had it not been for the stern young woman in front of him, with her hands firmly on her hips and face upturned so that he couldn't escape her cold stare, stood Elizabeth Swan. The bottom of her under garment was damp and encrusted with clumps of sand; her hair too was still damp and flurrying around her, becoming tangled. After what seemed an extensive, uncomfortable silence Jack could no longer survive that icy gaze.

"Welcome to the Caribbean Love." He replied to her last remark with a slight smirk on his face and holding up the two full bottles of Rum. Seeing that she wasn't pleased with him, Jack barged past her and made his way on to the soft white sands of the beach. Elizabeth stormed after him.

"So, is there any truth to the other stories?" she demanded, as she had read and even heard of tales of the infamous Captain Jack Sparrow getting out of the tightest of jams or were these all spurious tall tales?

"Truth........." Jack dropped the bottles of the alcoholic liquid, which made a dull thump when they hit the sands. Then it was his turn to gaze coldly as he rolled up the right sleeve of his dingy cotton shirt to reveal a scar in the shape of a 'P' which had clearly been caused by a branding, as farmers would with cattle. Above this was a tattoo of sunset over the sea and in the middle, a bird with it's wing outstretched in flight. He then rolled his left sleeve and showed his wrist, which skin was damaged and had an intricate design in scare tissue however it was far larger than the 'P' and looked even more horrific. Lastly he pulled the opening of his shirt to the right exposing his tanned chest and two perfectly circular scars, which were obviously marks left from two gunshot wounds. "No truth at all........." He looked on at her horror stricken face, her once cold glare was now vanished and she stared at scars and body art that the pirate wore. Proof that all of the tales where true.