The Bloody Sword

Chapter 3: Skeletons and Little Girls

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A/N: Did you know that the official talk like a pirate day is September 19th?

A/N2: Watch for a little bit of cursing in this chapter. Sorry! Hehe.

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"Hoist the sails! Handsomely now men!" The blond pirate shouted to his crew. He turned back to the Bootstrap-look-a-like and the girl. "Now, I suppose you is wonderin' what me name is, eh?" He asked. Will and Elizabeth said nothing. They actually didn't care what the pirate's name. They just wanted to get off the ship. "It's Captain Marwin Anderson, but I'm know as Captain Andy." His emphasis on 'captain' reminded the Turners of Jack Sparrow.

"You sound like Jack." Elizabeth commented.

"Jack? Who be this 'Jack'?" Captain Andy asked.

"Captain Jack Sparrow of The Black Pearl." Elizabeth told him. Captain Andy got a curious look on his face.

"So ye both know ol' Sparrow then eh?" He asked. Both were silent. "Interestin'. So what be your names?" He asked. Will looked to Elizabeth. Should they tell him their real names. She could see his question in his eye and shrugged.

"My name is William Turner." Will announced.

"But you isn't Bootstrap…" Captain Andy said.

"He was my father." Will told him.

"Ah! So you be known as 'Will' then, eh? Bootstrap Bill Turner. Aye…" He said. "What about you, lass?" Captain Andy asked.

"Elizabeth Turner." He raised an eyebrow.

"Sister?"

"Wife." She said. Captain Andy turned from them and shouted to one of his crew members.

"Lolly! Take these two to the cell!" He called. A huge black man with broad shoulders and intense brown eyes stared down at Will and Elizabeth.

"Aye Cap'n." He replied, then hoisted up the two and led them down a wooden staircase. He pulled a ring of keys from his belt and unlocked the cell. Pushing the Turners into the cell, he slammed the door and locked it. "Enjoy ye stay." He said, then turned and left them there.

Will looked around this new place. There was a thin layer of water on the floor, and the whole place stank of mold, and death. Will was started when he heard Elizabeth scream. "Oh my god!" She cried, pulling Will in front of her to shield her from what she saw.

"What's the matter de-" Will now saw what she screamed at. There was a skeleton huddled in the corner of the cell. The bones were dirty and brown, rotten.

"The boy ne'er had a chance." A voice said behind them. They turned and saw a girl standing in the darkness of the cell on the other wall. She had stringy blond hair and bright blue eyes. She wore tattered clothes and her face was dirty. Her body was thin; her skin stretched over the bone. She had dark circles under her eyes.

"Who are you?" Elizabeth asked, momentarily forgetting about the skeleton.

"Kendra Anderson." She said.

"Anderson? Are you-" Will started to ask, but the girl interrupted him.

"The captain of this bloody ship is my father." She answered.

"Why are you locked down here then?" Elizabeth inquired.

"The bloody bastard thinks girls are bad luck to 'ave on a ship." She told her. "So who are you?" She asked, settling down on the floor, her back against the wall of the ship. She didn't seem to mind that there was water on the ground.

"My name is Elizabeth Turner, and this is my husband, Will." Elizabeth said, introducing them to the girl. "How old are you and, how long have you been down here?" She asked.

"I'm 10, an' I've been down 'ere since I can remember." Kendra told them.

"That's horrible." Elizabeth commented. Kendra nodded.

"So what's with the weddin' dress?" Kendra asked, eyeing Elizabeth.

"Today was our wedding. Your father attacked the ship we were on." Will explained, slightly irritated that he was locked in a dark cell below a ship. Kendra suddenly developed a dislike for the dark-haired man Elizabeth had called Will.

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Several hours later… at least… that's what Will and Elizabeth thought…

Elizabeth had ripped away most of her wedding dress to make it less poofy and sat down in the thin water. Will reluctantly joined her, and she had fallen asleep on his shoulder. Will whiled away the time by looking over the dagger that his father had made. He must have truly  been a skilled blacksmith to make such a thing. Will had a great respect for his father that he didn't have before. Everyone once in a while, he would look up to see that Kendra was staring at him, her bright eyes shining in the dim light.

As they sat in silence, loud bootstep echoed through the room, and the man named Lolly appeared at the door to Will and Elizabeth's cell. Elizabeth had awoken and was rubbing her eyes groggily. "Will Turner is to come with me." He said. Will looked at Elizabeth and she sat up. Will kissed her quickly before putting his dagger back in his belt and following Lolly up the wooden stairs and back up on deck. Captain Andy greeted him there.

"So, Will Turner, was it? You know the infamous Jack Sparrow." It was more of a comment than a question. Will nodded anyway. "Good friends?" He asked.

"I guess you could say that." Will replied.

"Then you know where he docks."

"Why?" Captain Andy turned and stared at Will.

"Are you… questionin' me?" He asked, raising one eyebrow.

"Indeed I am." Will said. "Why do you want to know?" Captain Andy closed his eyes in what looked like an attempt to not lash out in anger at the boy.

"Because I 'ave known Jack Sparrow for a while and I 'aven't seen the ol' boy in a while. So tell me, where does he dock?" Will did not answer. Captain Andy leaned in close to him. "I don't think you want anythin' to be happenin' to your precious lady, eh?" Will's eyes narrowed.

"Don't touch Elizabeth." He growled.

"Then tell me where he docks." Captain Andy commanded, straightening up. Will sighed.

"Tortuga."

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Jack, Anna-Maria, and Gibbs were sitting at a round table in The Blushing Bride, Jack's favorite tavern. They each had a rather large mug in front of them, filled to the brim with Jack's favorite drink. There was no conversation passing between them, until the bartender and friend of Jack's sat down at the table. "Jack, 'ave you 'eard?" He asked in his thick accent.

"About what?" Jack inquired, taking a rather large drink of rum from his mug.

"'Bout the ship The Bloody Sword." The bartender said, lowering his voice to a whisper so that only the people at the table could heard.

"Ne'er 'eard of it." Jack said, not really interested. He took another drink of rum.

"I think you'd be interested… if ye knew it was a pirate ship." The bartender offered. This caught Jack's attention.

"There are more pirate ships?" Anna-Maria asked. The Bartender nodded.

"Aye. It be captained by Cap'n Marwin Anderson." The bartender said. Gibbs snorted into his rum.

"Marwin. You serious?" He asked, his gray eyes wide in amusement. Bartender nodded.

"He goes by the name Cap'n Andy, however." Jack tapped one dirty finger to his chin.

"The name rings a bell." He said, deep in thought. Then he shrugged. "Don't know 'im." He said, taking another long drink from his mug.

"Word on the street is it attacked The Dauntless." Bartender said, his voice getting lower. Jack sputtered into his drink.

"What?!?!" He cried, standing up from the chair. The bar quieted for a moment, then resumed it's usual dull roar of noise.

"Fishin' boat saw it happen." Bartender said.

"Will!" Gibbs said, looking straight at Jack. He nodded.

"Come." Jack said, tossing a few coins on the table. "Thank ya for the information." Jack said, then sauntered out of the tavern, Anna-Maria and Gibbs close on his heels.

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