The Deepest Circle of Hell

"Blimey, that's Jack Sparrow!" Jack Sparrow, newly reappointed Captain of the Black Pearl, strode into the Faithful Bride, looking as though he'd done his day's worth of plundering.

"Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please, gentlemen" Jack added with a wink, passing a table of men who looked very honored to be addressed by him. Everyone now knew who Jack was. After all, he took down the immortal Captain Barbossa with a single pistol shot.

"What'll it be, mate?" the bartender of the tavern asked Jack. "Nothin', tonight, thanks. D'ya 'appen to know if I could 'ave a word with the owner?"

"Cer'ntly. One second, lemme' check if he's in" the bartender walked toward a door marked "No Passersby", knocked, and walked in. A few moments later, he bounded back with Mr. Arlie, owner of the unorganized tavern. "Is there a problem, mister?" Mr. Arlie had a very stern voice, like that of a person who had been disturbed.

"Nothin' in particular, Arlie. Just wanted to know how exac'ly you did it..." Jack broke of with an evil sneer. "What in bloody 'ell are you goin' on about?"

"How exac'ly, Mr. Arlie... did yah' murder me mum?" There was a cold tone in Jack's voice, as he dug his hand into his belt. Slowly, careful that nobody saw, he pulled out his pistol and set it.

"Well, if it isn' Jack Sparrow", Mr. Arlie sneered even more maliciously than Jack. "I was wonderin' when you were comin' back down to old Tortuga".

"If I never 'ad to come back to your filthy tavern, it would be a joyous day. Now, I wan' you to tell me...exac'ly...how...you did it" The sneer had suddenly vanished from Jack's face. He was now completely set, totally bent on the thought of Arlie on the floor, screaming with agonizing pain.

"Your arrogan' lil' mutant of a mum was very stupid", Mr. Arlie began, as Jack continued to dwell on the thought of Arlie dead. "I asked her to come aboard my ship for a journey toward South America. She said she couldn', didn' want to leave her beloved husban', and darlin' lil' Jack. Said she was not gonna' partake in the adventures of pirates. Lil' did she know, her husban' was the dreaded pirate Roarin' Rich Sparrow. When I got angry, I chased her here, into me office. She said she couldn' understand why I was so angry cause' she wouldn' take a trip wit' me. But it wasn' just the trip...Roarin' Rich stole her from me years before. I was in love wit' her. I chased her into the corner. She picked up the tankard from my desk and 'it me in the face wit' it. I picked up the pistol and said 'If I can' have you, no one can'. Just as she was abou' to 'it me again, I shot her..." Jack had that glint in his eyes-the one that said "I am a pirate-please excuse if I do anything rash".

"There was no reason to kill me mum just cause' she didn' love you" he pulled the pistol from his jacket. "That said, I'd like to say goodbye, Mr. Arlie". "What? You're leaving and I haven' even finished my sto-" Mr. Arlie had looked up and saw the pistol aimed for his heart. "You are very done wit' your story, Mr. Arlie" Jack sneered. "Say goodbye!" Jack cocked the pistol, ready to fire. Just as he pulled the trigger, a shot was heard. But this shot was not from his own pistol.