The coast of Singapore was fast approaching as Jack looked through his
telescope. Jack looked over at Will looking out into the horizon in a world
of his own. Jack never saw Will kill anybody. *He has a taste of it now*
Jack thought. Jack went over to Will and placed a hand on his shoulder, but
Will just threw it away. "Why didn't you tell me about Barlow?" Will asked.
Jack shrugged. "I guess it just slipped my mind.' Will looked over at Jack.
"How does something like that slip your mind?" Jack nodded. "I just didn't
want to worry ye mate." Will looked down at the deck floor. "It wouldn't of
changed anything." Jack then crossed his arms.
Will paced his hands on the edge to balance himself. He was exhausted and
not thinking right. "I can assure you of something though." Jack said breaking the silence. "And what's that?" Will asked. "Barlow won't hurt her
like Barbossa did." Will nodded "Well. Now I feel better." "I'm just keeping it in perspective." Jack replied. Jack watched as Will put his head in his hands. He remembered when he and Elizabeth was 13 and they pretended they got married and were husband and wife, all that kept going through his mind that was it was going to stay pretend. He was losing hope. "I failed her." Jack heard Will say. "How did you fail her?" Jack asked. "I couldn't protect, keep her safe. I was willing to die for her, and I didn't." Jack nodded. "When we get to Singapore, have a few drinks, and settle what we
are going to do. He's not that far away, and neither is Elizabeth."
They docked down the beach, and walked steadily to the city. Will and Jack
fell behind as the crew hurried to the pub to drink up all the rum they could drink. Jack turned to his right and saw another ship. A pirate ship that looked vaguely familiar. When they reached the pub Jack and Will sat
down at the bar. The barkeep was down at the other end, so Jack began
occupying his time by drumming his hands on the bar and looking around at
the other patrons.
The place was busy, but he caught sight of something that turned his blood
cold, actually someone. Even without his powder-white wig, he could recognize Port Royal's commodore's a mile off. Will looked over at Jack and
what he was looking at. Will saw Norrington, shrugged and turned back around. "Hmm." Is all he could say, then it finally hit him and Will turned
back around and saw, the man that hit Elizabeth. *He's looking for
Elizabeth* Will thought. Jack then pulled Will back to reality. "DO not make a scene Will, he's not worth it." "It would give me some relief." Will replied. Two bottles of rum was sat in front of them, Jack eyes widened.
"Finally. Some good stuff." Will took his bottle and raised it. "To Elizabeth" Jack raised his bottle also. "Here. Here." For the rest of the
night Jack and Will stayed at the bar just drinking up their hearties.
changed anything." Jack then crossed his arms.
Will paced his hands on the edge to balance himself. He was exhausted and
not thinking right. "I can assure you of something though." Jack said breaking the silence. "And what's that?" Will asked. "Barlow won't hurt her
like Barbossa did." Will nodded "Well. Now I feel better." "I'm just keeping it in perspective." Jack replied. Jack watched as Will put his head in his hands. He remembered when he and Elizabeth was 13 and they pretended they got married and were husband and wife, all that kept going through his mind that was it was going to stay pretend. He was losing hope. "I failed her." Jack heard Will say. "How did you fail her?" Jack asked. "I couldn't protect, keep her safe. I was willing to die for her, and I didn't." Jack nodded. "When we get to Singapore, have a few drinks, and settle what we
are going to do. He's not that far away, and neither is Elizabeth."
They docked down the beach, and walked steadily to the city. Will and Jack
fell behind as the crew hurried to the pub to drink up all the rum they could drink. Jack turned to his right and saw another ship. A pirate ship that looked vaguely familiar. When they reached the pub Jack and Will sat
down at the bar. The barkeep was down at the other end, so Jack began
occupying his time by drumming his hands on the bar and looking around at
the other patrons.
The place was busy, but he caught sight of something that turned his blood
cold, actually someone. Even without his powder-white wig, he could recognize Port Royal's commodore's a mile off. Will looked over at Jack and
what he was looking at. Will saw Norrington, shrugged and turned back around. "Hmm." Is all he could say, then it finally hit him and Will turned
back around and saw, the man that hit Elizabeth. *He's looking for
Elizabeth* Will thought. Jack then pulled Will back to reality. "DO not make a scene Will, he's not worth it." "It would give me some relief." Will replied. Two bottles of rum was sat in front of them, Jack eyes widened.
"Finally. Some good stuff." Will took his bottle and raised it. "To Elizabeth" Jack raised his bottle also. "Here. Here." For the rest of the
night Jack and Will stayed at the bar just drinking up their hearties.