Hola mi amigos!! Cómo estas? Well, I'm back from the dead. Here's chapter three of WTTCL. And yes I know that some of my quotes from the movie were wrong. But you have to remember that by having Sarah, Todd, and Steve in this story the plot of the original has been altered. So not everything will be the same as in the movie. Well that's just the way I see it. So here's the next chappie! Enjoy!! ^__^
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The jail cell was horrid. It was hot and stuffy inside the thick walls. The stone that made up the walls seemed to soak up the heat from the setting sun while the barred windows let the humid air waft in on the breeze and surround the three figures lounging in one of the few cells.
"This is so not cool. My first time in the Caribbean and I get thrown into the 1600s and no to mention jail!!" Sarah moaned and rolled over onto her stomach.
"Cut the poor me crap Sarah. You're not the only one stuck in this hell hole."
"Fuck off Todd."
To anyone listening in on this conversation they might have thought that these two people hated each other judging by the death glares they were now giving each other. But truly Todd was one of Sarah's best friends, besides Steve.
Sarah had gone to high school with Todd. They had met on the first day of sophomore year after Todd's mother had picked up her family, herself, Todd, and Todd's little sister Jamie, and moved to the town of Bankston in Connecticut after a nasty divorce.
After graduating, both Sarah and Todd moved to California to attend San Francisco State University. This is where they met Steve, your typical surfer beach bum. But after an incident involving a cop, a Speedo, some paint, a hoola hoop, and one too many martinis, Steve left his old lose surfer ways to major in English.
Senior year, as a surprise for her daughter, Sarah's mother had provided Sarah and her two friends with an all expense paid trip to Jamaica. But as we know there trip was more than they expected.
"Both of you stop acting like freaking kindergarteners and calm down!" Steve said crossing his arms making him look like a teacher.
"That's easy for you to say Mr. I've-Been-In-Jail-Once-Before!! Look at what being in here has done to those poor fellows!"
Steve looked over to where four men were trying to entice a dog that held the cell keys in its mouth close enough to take them.
"Be quite Sarah!" Steve snapped his head back around to face her, "That DUI was not my fault! I wasn't even that drunk!!"
Sarah sneered and threw a tiny pebble at Steve's head. In return he gestured quite inappropriately back at her.
SLAM!
The large metal door that lead down to the jail cells suddenly slammed shut. Feet shuffled down the steps scaring away the mutt still holding the keys. Shouts of protest came from the men in the neighboring cell as they watched the scrawny animal run down the other flight of stairs.
Sarah turned around and looked up at the stairway. She recognized one of those voices!
"And then they made me their chief--" Jack Sparrow, followed by the two British officers form the docks, came into view.
"That's enough out of you!" The chubby one nudged Jack towards the cell and motioned for his partner to unlock the door to Steve, Todd, and Sarah's cell.
"In you go."
Jack gave a small lopsided grin and stepped inside. The door screeched a single high pitched note and was locked.
"Well, well, well. Look what the dog drug in." Sarah raised her body into a sitting position and crossed her arms over her chest. Steve and Todd sniggered knowing what Jack was in for.
"'Ello love," Jack grinned nervously for the second time in a few minutes. "Nice to see you again."
"What the hell is your problem Sparrow!? Ditching us back there? You must be fucking messed up in the head to do something like that!!"
"Or drunk," mumbled Todd.
Sarah glared at Todd and turned back to Jack, "I swear to god that if I had a weapon I would fucking kill you right now!!!"
"Dang she let lose on you! Worse than the time I forgot her at the grocery store!" Steve blurted out.
Sarah was suddenly on her feet, eyes blazing, and took a few steps towards him. If one looked close enough they probably could see a vein in her forehead sticking out.
"Unless you'd like to join our friend Mr. Sparrow I suggest you shove it! And you, turn around and mind your own god damn business!!"
The four other prisoners turned around quickly averting their gaze form the fuming young woman.
"Now there, love. There's no need for all that shouting."
Jack eased up next to her and looped his toned arm around her thin shoulders. He steered her around so that they were facing the opposite wall and bent he mouth close to her ear.
"There would be no way that I'd leave a lass as charming and beautiful as yourself to be hanged. And the name's CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow, savvy?" Sarah blushed and bit her bottom lip.
'Dang it I'm supposed to be mad at him!' She sighed and turned to face the handsome pirate. She blushed again as his hand ran down the side of her arm. 'Handsome!?' She gave her head a little shake.
"You, Captain, are a very lucky man. I won't turn you into a eunuch just yet."
All the men in ear shot cringed. Steve groaned and slowly made his way over to the ledge that served as a bench.
"You know, that's not the first time I've heard something like that today." Todd stared at Jack.
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Hours passed and the sun sank all the way on the horizon turning day into night. The mangy dog that held the keys came back and took up its usual post just two or three feet out of reach of the men trying to catch it.
They'll never learn, Sarah absently thought. Jack spoke almost as if reading her mind.
"You can keep doing that forever the dog is never going to move."
"Oh excuse us if we've resigned ourselves to the gallows just yet." One of the other men retorted.
Sarah giggled as the men went back to work trying to get the dog to come.
"Very valiant of you, Capitan." He grinned and tipped his three corner hat.
"Thank ye, lass."
Todd and Steve blanched. This was going to be a long night for the two.
Loud explosion shattered the calm night. Jack sprang from his spot on the ledged below the window.
"I know those guns!" He peaked out through the bars to the bay below. "It's the Pearl."
"The Black Pearl? I've heard stories..." The same inmate that had argued with Jack walked up to the bars separating the two cells. "She's been preying on ships and settlements for near ten years. Never leaves any survivors."
Jack turned around, "Then where do the stories come from I wonder?"
A loud whistling noise filled the air and a cannon ball blew thorough the cell wall. A large hole had been made allowing just enough space for the men in the other cell to get free.
"My sympathies friend. You're no man of luck at all."
And with that the ex-prisoner hopped out the hole. Jack looked pathetically out the tiny hole made on their side of the cell.
"Fuck." Steve gaped at the hole.
"Double fuck." Todd nodded.
"Karma is so kicking my ass for yelling at that flight attendant on the flight over here…" Todd patted Sarah on the back.
"All we can do is wait."
Sarah glared at him and walked over to the opposite side of the cell and curled up in the corner of the room on the small ledge.
"That be one strong willed girl there." Jack plopped down on the ground.
"You have no idea. One time she stared down one of our professors just because he gave her a B- on the assignment. Scariest thing I've ever seen." Todd shuddered at the memory.
A few hours later Jack glanced around the cell studying everyone. Todd lay curled up in the middle of the floor, his light brown hair sticking out at funny angles. He was trust worthy Jack decided silently to himself. Jack swiveled around to inspect Steve. The blonde, unlike his brown hair counter part, was sprawled out in front of the cell door, snoring lightly. He was a strange one.
Sarah shifted on her ledge brushing her long ebony hair away from her face. Jack sighed, she was quite a beauty when she was not busy yelling at him or her friends. She pouted slightly in her sleep almost as if she had heard his thoughts.
A jingling shook Jack out of his musings. The dog had come back. Finding the discarded bone that one of the other prisoners was using to entice the animal he stuck his arm out of the cell.
"It's just you and me now you filthy, slimy, mangy, cad--" The dog turned and ran back down the stairs at the sound of the jail door being opened for the third time that day. "No, no, no!! I didn't mean it!!!"
The other three jolted awake as a solider fell down the small flight of stairs followed by two ugly and dirty men.
"Well, well, well, look at what we got here Twiggy. It's Captain Jack Sparrow."
Twiggy grinned, "The last time I saw you, you were shrinking into the distance on a little god forsaken island." (A/N: I can't remember what he says!! Forgive me!!!)
"Gentlemen, worry about yourselves. The deepest circle of hell is reserved for betrayers and mutineers."
Twiggy's friend reached through the cell bars clamping around Jack's throat. When his skin came into contact with the moonlight filtering through the window his arm turned into a grotesque skeletal form. The skin and flesh were striped from the bone leaving the already grubby clothing in taters.
"So there is a curse…"
"You know nothing of hell." Jack stumbled back as the buccaneer released him and left the room.
"Jack, who was that?" Sarah slowly moved from her corner of the cell next to Jack. She gripped his arm in her small hand.
"No one you need concern yourself with, love."
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Sarah awoke to Jack trying to pick his way out of the cell. The resourceful pirate had taken the bone and jammed it into the key hole trying to jimmy the lock.
"How long has he been at that?"
"About an hour…" Sarah raised an eyebrow at Steve.
The steel door of the jail slammed shut again. Jack automatically scooted back and motioned for the others to get down.
A tall and quite handsome man stepped into the room.
"You, Sparrow!"
"Aye?" Jack looked up from his spot on the floor.
"You know the Pearl. Where does she make berth?"
"Where does she make berth?" Sarah sniggered at the look that the young man made at Jack.
The two started to bicker and Sarah ended up tuning them out. Steve and Todd on the other hand hung on to their every word. Must be a guy thing she thought.
"Named after your father no doubt." Sarah looked at Jack. He had that look on his face again. The one he got right before swindling the man who patrolled the docks.
"Yes…."
"I'm sorry. I missed your name." Sarah grinned sheepishly.
"It's Will, Miss…."
"Sarah. Sarah Spencer. And these are my friends Steve Knox and Todd Parker."
Will gave a quick nod and reached for a bench behind him.
"How is that going to help us?" Todd looked skeptically at the piece of furniture.
"These are half pin barrel hinges. With the right amount of leverage they will lift free." He stuck the benches legs into the bars of the cell and pushed. Surprisingly the door effortlessly popped free.
"Damn that was nifty."
"That was almost as cool as something James Bond would do…" Sarah rolled her eyes at Steve. He could be such a loser.
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Well there you go!! I hoped you liked it! But I have a question for all of you readers out there. My friend Natalie and I are writing a letter to FF.net because they have been taking off many authors stories for no reason. If you would be interested in letting us put your name on our letter please let me know either through the review or email {which is in my bio}. Please help us!! Please excuse any typos. It was late when I wrote this. Please review!! Now for some past reviews:
Sparky: Thank you for reviewing my story!! I'm glad you liked it so much!!! ^_^
PhoenizJay27: Yeah I did get a few of those quotes wrong last time didn't I…
Heather: Thank you for reviewing!! I'll try harder to get my quotes right! Hope I did better during this chapter!!
