Chapter 3:
Jack grinned, as he spotted what he was looking for. "Aha, rum!" He turned to the two redcoats, who had followed him back to the docks. "Lookie Boys, rum! Rum, Rum, Rum!"
"Yes, Mr. Sparrow, rum." One of the redcoats laughed nervously.
"Capt'n, Capt'n Jack Sparrow!" Jack corrected, shaking his finger in the man's face. "Why can't people ever get that through their heads. Only Gibbs and my sister seem to get that!"
"You have a sister? Is she here?" One of them perked up.
"Yeah, Ducks is here. Shopping for a bloody dress, but don't get your hopes up. I wouldn't let her be courted by either of you two. She's a sailor, jus' like me and neither of you seem like daring men!" He chuckled drunkenly, althoug he hadn't even touched the rum yet. "My sister likes her men bold. She is related to me, you know."
"I'm bold!" The redcoat declared indiginantly.
"Yeah, your coat maybe, but would you run up and slay pirates and go through hell and high water, just for her affections?"
"Officers." A new voice stated, Jack turned and found himself facing the Commodore himself, behind him stood a young man, dressed very humbly.
"Commodore Sir!" The Redcoats turned to face him. "We were just watching him ,he's drunk and it looked as if he were going for round two." They gestured to the rum.
Jack, however, got closer to the young man. "What;s your name, Lad?"
"Will Turner." He stated with a frown, taking in Jack's appearance.
"Now this Lad here." Jack pointed to Will. "He's bold and daring."
"He's a blacksmith, not a military man or sailor." The redcoat snapped.
"You can just tell." Jack hummed and made closer for the rum. "Drink up me hearty, yo ho!"
"Aye!" They stepped in front of him. "You aren't going anywheres."
Elizabeth stepped out of the shop and nearly dropped her packages. There was Jack, talking to two redcoats and the Commodore himself. Will was also standing there, frowning at his antics. She winced, 'He promised me no trouble.'
She made her way toward them, placing her packages on a crate. "Commodore?" She asked hesitantly.
They all turned to face her. "Elizabeth?" Will whispered in surprise.
"Yes Miss?"The Commodore looked down to her. She recognized that gleaming look in his eyes, it was of hunger and lust. She had seen it before, many of times from Barbossa himself.
"Pardon me." She struggled to remain polite, when it would be oh so satisfying to wipe that look off his face. "I'm terribly sorry, but this drunk is......."
"Ducks!" Jack interupted her, sauntering over to wrap his arms around her. "Look Ducks, I made some friends. With the Commodore himself!"
"Jack, you promised me no trouble." Elizabeth turned to face him.
"Correction." He pulled his arms away and put two fingers on either side of her face. "I said I'll behave if they do and no trouble, cause they're behaving." He let out a drunken laugh.
"Jack, how much did you have to drink?" Elizabeth frowned at him.
"Um, none here Ducks." He thought for a moment. "Um, I lost count after the first five bottles on ship." He shrugged.
"Jack!" She shook her head and sighed miserably. "I'm really sorry, Commodore. He didn't mean any harm. He's just got a fascination with rum."
"And pretty things, like that boat, right Ducks?" He grinned merrily. "Ooh, look at all the people. Are you twinses?" He asked Will, who frowned in disgust.
Elizabeth looped her arm through Jack's and steered him back towards the Commodore. "I'll take care of him, promise."
"Ducks, they have such a pretty boat. Did you see?" He pointed blindly into the harbor. "Haha, and really bad eggs! Sing with me Ducks."
"Jack!" She scolded.
"Oh come on, Ducks! You love me, don't you?" Jack laughed to himself.
"It's a good thing I do or I'd shoot you." She mumbled. "I beg his pardon. You see he's my........"
"Yo ho, yo ho, A Pirate's Life for me!" Jack bellowed, before spinning around to face Will. "You know, you look awfully familiar. Have I threatened you before?"
"I try to avoid familiarity with Pirates!" He spat.
"Well, I wouldn't want to to put a blackmark on your record." Jack spun around to face the Commodore. "It was really nice meeting you, Commodore." He thrust his hand out.
Instead of shaking it, The Commodore snatched his hand and pushed the sleeve up. "Been in Port Royale long, Pirate?!" He spat, pushing the sleeve up further. "Aah, what do we have here. Well, well, well, Jack Sparrow."
"Cat'n, Capt'n Jack Sparrow, if you please." Jack corrected, stumbling slightly.
"Men, fetch some irons." The Commodore ordered.
"Commodore, please. I beg his pardon!" Elizabeth panicked.
"I'm guessing you'd be his wife. A pirate too, I suppose." He grasped her arm tightly in his other hand.
"I'm not his wife!" Elizabeth snapped angrily. The Commodore tightened his grip. "Commodore, you're hurting me."
"Nothing less than you deserve Pirate." He sneered.
"Get your ruddy hands off my Ducks!" Jack snarled, jerking free.
"You and your girlfriend or whatever, are Pirates!" The Commodore snapped.
"She's not the pirate, I am and she's my sister you bloody Prat! Let her go!" Jack pulled Elizabeth free. "She's trying to turn me into a good man and if you ever touch her again, I may revert back to my old ways!" Jack lied.
"Jack!" Elizabeth gasped softly.
The Commodore winced. "I'm terribly sorry, M'Lady. I didn't know you weren't a pirate or his sister."
"You're pardoned, Commodore. I only ask you do the same for my brother." She replied hopefully.
"He's a pirate, Miss. I'm afraid I must follow my duties." He shook his head sadly. "Take him to the gallows." He ordered.
"Commodore please." Elizabeth begged, as they cuffed Jack and began dragging him away.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Sparrow. You have my condolences." The Commodore dismissed her plea and followed them.
"Damn it!" Elizabeth kicked the crate. "You can take the condolences to hell with you!" She hissed.
Will watched Elizabeth kick the crate and muttered insults under her breath. He was relieved that she was not married or being courted by that Pirate. Although, he felt bad that she was related to one and that she happened to care for him.
"I'm sorry, Elizabeth. I didn't like your brother, but I can tell he means a lot to you." Will apologized, moving to stand beside her.
"It's not your fault. He's my only family and he's going to be hanged! What am I going to do? He promised me he'd behave! He promised!" Her eyes began to well up.
Will felt sorry for her and gently touched her arm in a gesture of comfort. "I wish there was something I could do to help."
"Unles you can break him out of jail, I doubt there is anything for you to do." Her shoulders slumped in defeat. "Thank you, anyways."
Will's heart went out to her. He didn't know what it was like to have a family, since his mother died. He imagined it would be terrible to watch your only family member executed, but what could they do. He had to accept the consquences of his actions.
Jack grinned, as he spotted what he was looking for. "Aha, rum!" He turned to the two redcoats, who had followed him back to the docks. "Lookie Boys, rum! Rum, Rum, Rum!"
"Yes, Mr. Sparrow, rum." One of the redcoats laughed nervously.
"Capt'n, Capt'n Jack Sparrow!" Jack corrected, shaking his finger in the man's face. "Why can't people ever get that through their heads. Only Gibbs and my sister seem to get that!"
"You have a sister? Is she here?" One of them perked up.
"Yeah, Ducks is here. Shopping for a bloody dress, but don't get your hopes up. I wouldn't let her be courted by either of you two. She's a sailor, jus' like me and neither of you seem like daring men!" He chuckled drunkenly, althoug he hadn't even touched the rum yet. "My sister likes her men bold. She is related to me, you know."
"I'm bold!" The redcoat declared indiginantly.
"Yeah, your coat maybe, but would you run up and slay pirates and go through hell and high water, just for her affections?"
"Officers." A new voice stated, Jack turned and found himself facing the Commodore himself, behind him stood a young man, dressed very humbly.
"Commodore Sir!" The Redcoats turned to face him. "We were just watching him ,he's drunk and it looked as if he were going for round two." They gestured to the rum.
Jack, however, got closer to the young man. "What;s your name, Lad?"
"Will Turner." He stated with a frown, taking in Jack's appearance.
"Now this Lad here." Jack pointed to Will. "He's bold and daring."
"He's a blacksmith, not a military man or sailor." The redcoat snapped.
"You can just tell." Jack hummed and made closer for the rum. "Drink up me hearty, yo ho!"
"Aye!" They stepped in front of him. "You aren't going anywheres."
Elizabeth stepped out of the shop and nearly dropped her packages. There was Jack, talking to two redcoats and the Commodore himself. Will was also standing there, frowning at his antics. She winced, 'He promised me no trouble.'
She made her way toward them, placing her packages on a crate. "Commodore?" She asked hesitantly.
They all turned to face her. "Elizabeth?" Will whispered in surprise.
"Yes Miss?"The Commodore looked down to her. She recognized that gleaming look in his eyes, it was of hunger and lust. She had seen it before, many of times from Barbossa himself.
"Pardon me." She struggled to remain polite, when it would be oh so satisfying to wipe that look off his face. "I'm terribly sorry, but this drunk is......."
"Ducks!" Jack interupted her, sauntering over to wrap his arms around her. "Look Ducks, I made some friends. With the Commodore himself!"
"Jack, you promised me no trouble." Elizabeth turned to face him.
"Correction." He pulled his arms away and put two fingers on either side of her face. "I said I'll behave if they do and no trouble, cause they're behaving." He let out a drunken laugh.
"Jack, how much did you have to drink?" Elizabeth frowned at him.
"Um, none here Ducks." He thought for a moment. "Um, I lost count after the first five bottles on ship." He shrugged.
"Jack!" She shook her head and sighed miserably. "I'm really sorry, Commodore. He didn't mean any harm. He's just got a fascination with rum."
"And pretty things, like that boat, right Ducks?" He grinned merrily. "Ooh, look at all the people. Are you twinses?" He asked Will, who frowned in disgust.
Elizabeth looped her arm through Jack's and steered him back towards the Commodore. "I'll take care of him, promise."
"Ducks, they have such a pretty boat. Did you see?" He pointed blindly into the harbor. "Haha, and really bad eggs! Sing with me Ducks."
"Jack!" She scolded.
"Oh come on, Ducks! You love me, don't you?" Jack laughed to himself.
"It's a good thing I do or I'd shoot you." She mumbled. "I beg his pardon. You see he's my........"
"Yo ho, yo ho, A Pirate's Life for me!" Jack bellowed, before spinning around to face Will. "You know, you look awfully familiar. Have I threatened you before?"
"I try to avoid familiarity with Pirates!" He spat.
"Well, I wouldn't want to to put a blackmark on your record." Jack spun around to face the Commodore. "It was really nice meeting you, Commodore." He thrust his hand out.
Instead of shaking it, The Commodore snatched his hand and pushed the sleeve up. "Been in Port Royale long, Pirate?!" He spat, pushing the sleeve up further. "Aah, what do we have here. Well, well, well, Jack Sparrow."
"Cat'n, Capt'n Jack Sparrow, if you please." Jack corrected, stumbling slightly.
"Men, fetch some irons." The Commodore ordered.
"Commodore, please. I beg his pardon!" Elizabeth panicked.
"I'm guessing you'd be his wife. A pirate too, I suppose." He grasped her arm tightly in his other hand.
"I'm not his wife!" Elizabeth snapped angrily. The Commodore tightened his grip. "Commodore, you're hurting me."
"Nothing less than you deserve Pirate." He sneered.
"Get your ruddy hands off my Ducks!" Jack snarled, jerking free.
"You and your girlfriend or whatever, are Pirates!" The Commodore snapped.
"She's not the pirate, I am and she's my sister you bloody Prat! Let her go!" Jack pulled Elizabeth free. "She's trying to turn me into a good man and if you ever touch her again, I may revert back to my old ways!" Jack lied.
"Jack!" Elizabeth gasped softly.
The Commodore winced. "I'm terribly sorry, M'Lady. I didn't know you weren't a pirate or his sister."
"You're pardoned, Commodore. I only ask you do the same for my brother." She replied hopefully.
"He's a pirate, Miss. I'm afraid I must follow my duties." He shook his head sadly. "Take him to the gallows." He ordered.
"Commodore please." Elizabeth begged, as they cuffed Jack and began dragging him away.
"I'm sorry, Ms. Sparrow. You have my condolences." The Commodore dismissed her plea and followed them.
"Damn it!" Elizabeth kicked the crate. "You can take the condolences to hell with you!" She hissed.
Will watched Elizabeth kick the crate and muttered insults under her breath. He was relieved that she was not married or being courted by that Pirate. Although, he felt bad that she was related to one and that she happened to care for him.
"I'm sorry, Elizabeth. I didn't like your brother, but I can tell he means a lot to you." Will apologized, moving to stand beside her.
"It's not your fault. He's my only family and he's going to be hanged! What am I going to do? He promised me he'd behave! He promised!" Her eyes began to well up.
Will felt sorry for her and gently touched her arm in a gesture of comfort. "I wish there was something I could do to help."
"Unles you can break him out of jail, I doubt there is anything for you to do." Her shoulders slumped in defeat. "Thank you, anyways."
Will's heart went out to her. He didn't know what it was like to have a family, since his mother died. He imagined it would be terrible to watch your only family member executed, but what could they do. He had to accept the consquences of his actions.