Chapter 2: Unforeseen Visit
William was in the Blacksmith Shoppe he now owned for a year, now that Mr. Brown passed away. Indeed, the old owner of the shop got ran over by a carriage, his heart stopping its usual beat instantly. Will was working on a new sword a lord named Diego Santiago ordered. Each sword he put a respectful amount and time of work in it, reaching his capability of perfection. A knock could be heard at the door, then a feminine silhouette entered. It was no other than Elizabeth, wanting to see her husband at work instead of staying home watching the servants clean the mansion. Life has been rather dull for the two since their grand 'adventure' on the Pearl ended. "Elizabeth! What a pleasant surprise, if I knew you were coming I would clean up." Will said, putting down his work. He stacked a few swords and put on his large feathered hat, casting a grin at his wife.
"You don't need to clean up just for me, this is your work after all." Elizabeth said, lifting her dress slightly so she wouldn't step on it as she walked to him. A clang could be heard from the streets, forcing William and Elizabeth to run to the window to see what was going on. Next thing they knew, they saw a flock of Red Coats, also known as 'guards', pointing their weapons at two figures they could not rightfully see.
"Any trouble done here, gentlemen?" Elizabeth asked rather coldly, glancing at the fleet angrily; she did not quite fancy them, nor liked calling them 'gentlemen' since they arrested any pirate they saw. And from Mrs. Turner's experience in piracy, she saw that some pirates were good, so they should not judge them too quickly. "Yes indeed, these pirates were trying to rob the Faithful Bride then sail off under our very noses." One of the guards answered. "But...we didn't even enter yet! We were just goin' for a drink too..." A female voice said, then William spotted who the two people were. "Anna Maria? Jack?" He said in a surprised tone, pushing some guards to the side to come and see them.
"Will! Still an eunuch, I hope?" Jack said jokingly, patting his back in a friendly way. Will gave a confused look, then shook his head and looked at the guards. "Let them go, they won't do any harm." He said clearly. "And how are you sure of that, Mr. Turner?" He asked, clapping Anna Maria first into irons. "What the...let me go!" She said, though some guards restrained her from strangling the man. They then dragged her towards the prison. "Wait...you can't!" Elizabeth said, running after them. "What's that word again? Puhluley, puhlulehvoos, parleli, parsmi, pasley, parle, parle..." Anna Maria said, having no intention in going to get locked up today. "Parler?" One of the guards grasping her arm asked. "That's the one! Thank yeh!" She said with a smirk. "Ugh...let's bring her to the Commodore, then." He replied, dragging her to the left.
"The...the Commodore? But...that's death straight away!" She protested. "You evoked the rights of Parler, which means you have to suffer the consequences. Even if that does mean having an appointment to the gallows." The guard replied, smirking at his turn. William, Elizabeth and Captain Sparrow were running behind, luckily they forgot all about Jack...or wasn't too brave enough to try and capture him. "Not if I can stop it..." Anna Maria mumbled, then had an idea. She nudged the guards' shoulders, and then threw herself on the sidewalk. She then hoisted herself up, before running into the opposite direction, towards Jack. "Get her!! Shoot her! Anything!!!" The guard said, then they all took out their guns and started shooting her, but kept missing the target. She looked behind, and then pathetically bumped into Sparrow, making them both fall. The guards caught up with them, putting handcuffs on Jack as well. "Elizabeth! No..." William whispered when Elizabeth tried to defend them, holding her hand. "We'll go set them free later, when the navy leaves." He whispered in her ear, and then she sighed and nodded approvingly.
Next thing they knew, Jack and Anna Maria were put into different cells, one next to the other. "Alright, I have a deal for you, mate. Let us out and I give you ten thousand Aztec gold coins. What says you to that?" Jack said with a quirky grin, approaching the door of his cell. The guard looked interested, but when he remembered his job, he shook his head. "Was worth a try." Jack said, flopping on the ground. He put his feet up onto a wooden box, tipping his hat over his eyes and folded his arm; if he had to spend days or even years in a cell, why not be comfortable? Anna Maria didn't have the same point of view, though. "Let me out, I'm just a poor young woman." She said sadly, though the guard shook his head. She then glared at him angrily, before sitting down and screaming as loud and high-pinched that she could; maybe if he were on the border of being deaf, he'd let them out. "Nice try, love, but it won't work." Jack said after putting his hand over his mouth to keep her from screaming.
"Look here lad, this is all just a misunderstanding. We're married, see, and we wanted to get a simple drink at the Faithful Bride." He said, Anna Maria quirking an eyebrow of surprised; he lied by actually saying they were married. "Oh really? Well, there's no proof of that. Find me some valuable proof that you're married to each other and you'll get out of this prison." He said, folding his arms. "Err...my wedding ring!" Anna Maria said, showing him a ring that she stole from a lady before getting caught. Jack quirked an eyebrow as well, surprised that Anna Maria luckily had a ring. "Could be married to someone else, or stolen it." He answered simply, smirking at the outraged expression that sprung on her face.
"Now if you excuse me, I have to feed our new dog." He said, getting up to feed the new pup; he was smaller than the old one, but he looked younger and more...alert. He was laid on the floor beside his dish, keys in his jaws. "Jack! Come here..." Anna Maria whispered quickly, having an idea of how to get out; it was pathetic, yet very brave and might just work. Jack, looking quite startled, scooted to Anna Maria's cell. Anna Maria tried passing her head through the bars, and the process was quite successful. But the rest of the body didn't pass. "Alright, head through these bars is all I need...if yeh talk about this ta anyone or speak of it again..." She started in a whisper, though the guard was back on his bench. So, Anna Maria grabbed Jack's head and pulled it closer, kissing his lips.
"What are you doing?" The guard asked, his jaw dropping. "What, I'm not allowed to kiss my own husband now? Unless you think I kiss everyone like a prostitute, which I clearly am not...you have to let us go." She replied, trying to hide her look of disgust. And she was right. So the guard stood up and took the keys from the dog, approaching the cell just when Will arrived and smacked the man on his back with a bench. "About time yeh came ta save us! Bloody..." Anna Maria said, wiping her lips. Jack just sat there, under shock, his lips puckered from the sudden kiss. "Get up you!" She said when Will took the keys and unlocked both doors, then Jack waltzed up, still shocked while he left the prison behind the two.
Elizabeth was in front of the prison door, checking if the fleet was coming. "Why am I always the one with the less...adventurous...job?" Elizabeth asked herself out loud, tapping her foot as she waited then jumped when Will, Jack and Anna Maria went out. "Just kill me now and stop lookin' at me like that!" Anna Maria finally burst out, looking at Jack. "Wait a second love, yeh saved our necks back there. Can't kill yeh for that. Besides, you're my First Mate." Jack said, Will and Elizabeth mildly confused but kept silent. Before anyone could say another single word, a stray Navy man fired his gun from the roof of a small building, the bullet coming in contact with Jack's arm crimson red blood starting to seep through from his wound onto his shirtsleeve. "Scoundrel!" he cursed and fired a shot from his own gun at the Navy man who jumped off the roof and scampered. Sparrow placed his right hand on his wounded left shoulder, trying to stop it from bleeding more. He staggered over to some barrels and leant against them to keep him standing. A lot of alcohol and blood loss is never a good mixture. Things were starting to get a little hazy.
Anna Maria swirled around to see Jack, running closer to him with her ironed wrists when she saw he was bleeding and sliding up the sleeve of his shirt to see the injury. She then ripped a piece of her own shirt to wrap it around his arm as temporal bandage until they can get better help. "Better get back on the Pearl and have that fixed. Elizabeth, Will, if yeh excuse us...yeh better get back to your mansion before anything else happens. Expect a visit soon enough." She said. The Turners looked like they wanted to help in anyway they could, but they finally nodded and left off. "Really bad eggs" he muttered to himself and shook his head trying to stable himself "Alrigh' love. Lets get back to the Pearl then. I'll be right in a little while and one of the lads will be able to cut those chains for ya." With that he straightened up and slowly started to make his way back to the Pearl his head still hazy. Passing out sounded like a good plan to him but he didn't want Anna Maria to think him of being weak.
Anna Maria shook his head, walking beside him like if she expected him to pass out at any moment. "Yes yeh'll be right then yeh go ta sleep. Getting drunk then get shot..." She said, and then waved her hands in different directions as if she wanted the handcuffs off. "Bloody..." She murmured, calming down.
After thirty minutes of walking, they finally arrived at the safely hidden Black Pearl. Jack walked onto the deck. He was holding his wounded arm again, although the strip of fabric helped stop most of the bleeding, it still hurt. He leant against the railing and looked to Anna Maria and her chains "Mr Cotton should have something to cut those chains. Now if you'll excuse me love" with a loud thud he had suddenly dropped to the deck, out cold.
William was in the Blacksmith Shoppe he now owned for a year, now that Mr. Brown passed away. Indeed, the old owner of the shop got ran over by a carriage, his heart stopping its usual beat instantly. Will was working on a new sword a lord named Diego Santiago ordered. Each sword he put a respectful amount and time of work in it, reaching his capability of perfection. A knock could be heard at the door, then a feminine silhouette entered. It was no other than Elizabeth, wanting to see her husband at work instead of staying home watching the servants clean the mansion. Life has been rather dull for the two since their grand 'adventure' on the Pearl ended. "Elizabeth! What a pleasant surprise, if I knew you were coming I would clean up." Will said, putting down his work. He stacked a few swords and put on his large feathered hat, casting a grin at his wife.
"You don't need to clean up just for me, this is your work after all." Elizabeth said, lifting her dress slightly so she wouldn't step on it as she walked to him. A clang could be heard from the streets, forcing William and Elizabeth to run to the window to see what was going on. Next thing they knew, they saw a flock of Red Coats, also known as 'guards', pointing their weapons at two figures they could not rightfully see.
"Any trouble done here, gentlemen?" Elizabeth asked rather coldly, glancing at the fleet angrily; she did not quite fancy them, nor liked calling them 'gentlemen' since they arrested any pirate they saw. And from Mrs. Turner's experience in piracy, she saw that some pirates were good, so they should not judge them too quickly. "Yes indeed, these pirates were trying to rob the Faithful Bride then sail off under our very noses." One of the guards answered. "But...we didn't even enter yet! We were just goin' for a drink too..." A female voice said, then William spotted who the two people were. "Anna Maria? Jack?" He said in a surprised tone, pushing some guards to the side to come and see them.
"Will! Still an eunuch, I hope?" Jack said jokingly, patting his back in a friendly way. Will gave a confused look, then shook his head and looked at the guards. "Let them go, they won't do any harm." He said clearly. "And how are you sure of that, Mr. Turner?" He asked, clapping Anna Maria first into irons. "What the...let me go!" She said, though some guards restrained her from strangling the man. They then dragged her towards the prison. "Wait...you can't!" Elizabeth said, running after them. "What's that word again? Puhluley, puhlulehvoos, parleli, parsmi, pasley, parle, parle..." Anna Maria said, having no intention in going to get locked up today. "Parler?" One of the guards grasping her arm asked. "That's the one! Thank yeh!" She said with a smirk. "Ugh...let's bring her to the Commodore, then." He replied, dragging her to the left.
"The...the Commodore? But...that's death straight away!" She protested. "You evoked the rights of Parler, which means you have to suffer the consequences. Even if that does mean having an appointment to the gallows." The guard replied, smirking at his turn. William, Elizabeth and Captain Sparrow were running behind, luckily they forgot all about Jack...or wasn't too brave enough to try and capture him. "Not if I can stop it..." Anna Maria mumbled, then had an idea. She nudged the guards' shoulders, and then threw herself on the sidewalk. She then hoisted herself up, before running into the opposite direction, towards Jack. "Get her!! Shoot her! Anything!!!" The guard said, then they all took out their guns and started shooting her, but kept missing the target. She looked behind, and then pathetically bumped into Sparrow, making them both fall. The guards caught up with them, putting handcuffs on Jack as well. "Elizabeth! No..." William whispered when Elizabeth tried to defend them, holding her hand. "We'll go set them free later, when the navy leaves." He whispered in her ear, and then she sighed and nodded approvingly.
Next thing they knew, Jack and Anna Maria were put into different cells, one next to the other. "Alright, I have a deal for you, mate. Let us out and I give you ten thousand Aztec gold coins. What says you to that?" Jack said with a quirky grin, approaching the door of his cell. The guard looked interested, but when he remembered his job, he shook his head. "Was worth a try." Jack said, flopping on the ground. He put his feet up onto a wooden box, tipping his hat over his eyes and folded his arm; if he had to spend days or even years in a cell, why not be comfortable? Anna Maria didn't have the same point of view, though. "Let me out, I'm just a poor young woman." She said sadly, though the guard shook his head. She then glared at him angrily, before sitting down and screaming as loud and high-pinched that she could; maybe if he were on the border of being deaf, he'd let them out. "Nice try, love, but it won't work." Jack said after putting his hand over his mouth to keep her from screaming.
"Look here lad, this is all just a misunderstanding. We're married, see, and we wanted to get a simple drink at the Faithful Bride." He said, Anna Maria quirking an eyebrow of surprised; he lied by actually saying they were married. "Oh really? Well, there's no proof of that. Find me some valuable proof that you're married to each other and you'll get out of this prison." He said, folding his arms. "Err...my wedding ring!" Anna Maria said, showing him a ring that she stole from a lady before getting caught. Jack quirked an eyebrow as well, surprised that Anna Maria luckily had a ring. "Could be married to someone else, or stolen it." He answered simply, smirking at the outraged expression that sprung on her face.
"Now if you excuse me, I have to feed our new dog." He said, getting up to feed the new pup; he was smaller than the old one, but he looked younger and more...alert. He was laid on the floor beside his dish, keys in his jaws. "Jack! Come here..." Anna Maria whispered quickly, having an idea of how to get out; it was pathetic, yet very brave and might just work. Jack, looking quite startled, scooted to Anna Maria's cell. Anna Maria tried passing her head through the bars, and the process was quite successful. But the rest of the body didn't pass. "Alright, head through these bars is all I need...if yeh talk about this ta anyone or speak of it again..." She started in a whisper, though the guard was back on his bench. So, Anna Maria grabbed Jack's head and pulled it closer, kissing his lips.
"What are you doing?" The guard asked, his jaw dropping. "What, I'm not allowed to kiss my own husband now? Unless you think I kiss everyone like a prostitute, which I clearly am not...you have to let us go." She replied, trying to hide her look of disgust. And she was right. So the guard stood up and took the keys from the dog, approaching the cell just when Will arrived and smacked the man on his back with a bench. "About time yeh came ta save us! Bloody..." Anna Maria said, wiping her lips. Jack just sat there, under shock, his lips puckered from the sudden kiss. "Get up you!" She said when Will took the keys and unlocked both doors, then Jack waltzed up, still shocked while he left the prison behind the two.
Elizabeth was in front of the prison door, checking if the fleet was coming. "Why am I always the one with the less...adventurous...job?" Elizabeth asked herself out loud, tapping her foot as she waited then jumped when Will, Jack and Anna Maria went out. "Just kill me now and stop lookin' at me like that!" Anna Maria finally burst out, looking at Jack. "Wait a second love, yeh saved our necks back there. Can't kill yeh for that. Besides, you're my First Mate." Jack said, Will and Elizabeth mildly confused but kept silent. Before anyone could say another single word, a stray Navy man fired his gun from the roof of a small building, the bullet coming in contact with Jack's arm crimson red blood starting to seep through from his wound onto his shirtsleeve. "Scoundrel!" he cursed and fired a shot from his own gun at the Navy man who jumped off the roof and scampered. Sparrow placed his right hand on his wounded left shoulder, trying to stop it from bleeding more. He staggered over to some barrels and leant against them to keep him standing. A lot of alcohol and blood loss is never a good mixture. Things were starting to get a little hazy.
Anna Maria swirled around to see Jack, running closer to him with her ironed wrists when she saw he was bleeding and sliding up the sleeve of his shirt to see the injury. She then ripped a piece of her own shirt to wrap it around his arm as temporal bandage until they can get better help. "Better get back on the Pearl and have that fixed. Elizabeth, Will, if yeh excuse us...yeh better get back to your mansion before anything else happens. Expect a visit soon enough." She said. The Turners looked like they wanted to help in anyway they could, but they finally nodded and left off. "Really bad eggs" he muttered to himself and shook his head trying to stable himself "Alrigh' love. Lets get back to the Pearl then. I'll be right in a little while and one of the lads will be able to cut those chains for ya." With that he straightened up and slowly started to make his way back to the Pearl his head still hazy. Passing out sounded like a good plan to him but he didn't want Anna Maria to think him of being weak.
Anna Maria shook his head, walking beside him like if she expected him to pass out at any moment. "Yes yeh'll be right then yeh go ta sleep. Getting drunk then get shot..." She said, and then waved her hands in different directions as if she wanted the handcuffs off. "Bloody..." She murmured, calming down.
After thirty minutes of walking, they finally arrived at the safely hidden Black Pearl. Jack walked onto the deck. He was holding his wounded arm again, although the strip of fabric helped stop most of the bleeding, it still hurt. He leant against the railing and looked to Anna Maria and her chains "Mr Cotton should have something to cut those chains. Now if you'll excuse me love" with a loud thud he had suddenly dropped to the deck, out cold.