Jack stood outside the Swan mansion and knocked on the
large oak door. A rather stuffy-looking butler answered.
"May I help you, sir?" asked the butler, looking on Jack's attire with mild
disapprovement.
"I'm here to speak with Mister William Turner."
"Ah, yes, I shall fetch him. Do come in."
The stuffy-looking butler disappeared up the stairs, leaving Jack to allow
his eyes to wander about the expensive looking foyer, telling himself not
to "accidently slip" something into his pocket.
"Jack!"
Jack spun around as Will ran down the stairs to greet him.
"How are you? What are you doing here?" Will asked as the two men clapped
hands.
"I'm alright, I suppose. And you?"
"Ah, well, since you've been gone, Elizabeth and I have married and have a
son," Will answered, positively beaming.
'At least you knew about your children,' Jack thought, but said, " That's
great, really, but, I need to ask a favor of you."
"Of course, Jack. Anything."
"Anything?"
Will was sure that the way Jack said 'anything?' and teamed with that smile
of his, something bad was on it's way.
Finally, Jack was out at sea again, and this time he had help. Will had finally given in, but said he wasn't doing it for Jack, but for his daughter. Jack wasn't fooled. It was that pirate blood of his acting up. He needed an adventure. Elizabeth had finally given in in the end, and there they were. Two men sailing the Black Pearl.
First stop was agreed to be Tortuga. Well, actually, it was Jack's idea. Will kept going on about how they should find the young Sparrow incase she was currently living in the gutters, searching for food, but, in the end, he decided he could use a drink after all.
They made their way down the streets once more, but this timethey were stopped before they could get into the bar. A fight had broken out right outside the bar, and the odds didn't look fair. It was seven large men against one young girl. Jack decided to step in. "Excuse me, good sirs!" Jack called as he attemped to step in, but as he tried to grab the young girl's arm, she broke away and took down one of the large men with a lightning-swift right hook. Jack's eyes widened as he saw this and realized that the fight really wasn't fair, but it was the men who were in danger of being badly beaten. He reached out and grabbed her arm. "Now, now," Jack said, looking down at her in a mock-condescending tone, "You shouldn't pick on the little boys." "Wha?" said one of the largest men,"us little?" "You heard him!" the girl shouted, breaking away from Jack, " now get!" She pushed him away, "or you'll have me to deal with."She narrowed her eyes and smiled. The man gave her a dirty look and called of the others, and they walked down the street. "I had it under control, you know," she said, turning to Jack. "Well, apparently," said Will, who had been silent for the whole time. Jack smiled his mischevious sort of smile, "You prove that looks can be decieving." She smiled back at him, a mirror image of his smile. She looked so familiar, only Jack didn't know who it was she looked like. But Will could tell who she looked like. She was definately a Sparrow.
Finally, Jack was out at sea again, and this time he had help. Will had finally given in, but said he wasn't doing it for Jack, but for his daughter. Jack wasn't fooled. It was that pirate blood of his acting up. He needed an adventure. Elizabeth had finally given in in the end, and there they were. Two men sailing the Black Pearl.
First stop was agreed to be Tortuga. Well, actually, it was Jack's idea. Will kept going on about how they should find the young Sparrow incase she was currently living in the gutters, searching for food, but, in the end, he decided he could use a drink after all.
They made their way down the streets once more, but this timethey were stopped before they could get into the bar. A fight had broken out right outside the bar, and the odds didn't look fair. It was seven large men against one young girl. Jack decided to step in. "Excuse me, good sirs!" Jack called as he attemped to step in, but as he tried to grab the young girl's arm, she broke away and took down one of the large men with a lightning-swift right hook. Jack's eyes widened as he saw this and realized that the fight really wasn't fair, but it was the men who were in danger of being badly beaten. He reached out and grabbed her arm. "Now, now," Jack said, looking down at her in a mock-condescending tone, "You shouldn't pick on the little boys." "Wha?" said one of the largest men,"us little?" "You heard him!" the girl shouted, breaking away from Jack, " now get!" She pushed him away, "or you'll have me to deal with."She narrowed her eyes and smiled. The man gave her a dirty look and called of the others, and they walked down the street. "I had it under control, you know," she said, turning to Jack. "Well, apparently," said Will, who had been silent for the whole time. Jack smiled his mischevious sort of smile, "You prove that looks can be decieving." She smiled back at him, a mirror image of his smile. She looked so familiar, only Jack didn't know who it was she looked like. But Will could tell who she looked like. She was definately a Sparrow.