AN: Thank you all for the awesome responses! I'm rather annoyed at the moment 'cause I am planning to type this chapter for about 4 days now, but I just didn't had time! *grumbles* So now it's night and I have time… pathetic but the truth.

I wanted to upload this yesterday, but ff.net was doing funny on me… sorry!

Like I promised this chapter contains Jack torture… erhm… I must admit that I don't know exactly how the rating works so if anyone things this should be higher rated tell me please




Chapter 2 - Really Bad Eggs

The water is already coming to his knees and still it's getting inside. Not the beautiful water from the sea, but dirty, stinking water. The blisters on his hands are open and leave bloody traces on the handle of the pump.

Jack is pumping as hard as he can, but it seems to have no use: the water is getting higher and higher. He's out of breath, sweating, while he feels muscles he didn't even know he had in the first place. His left arm is screaming 'cause the broken bones in it didn't have time to heal yet… and the pumping isn't really co-operating either. Jack wishes with all his heart that he could just simply stop, but if he do that he would most certainly drown. He wasn't really planning on doing that, especially not on dry land.

How many hours did he spend already in this cellar from hell? He can't remember. He had already a hard time keeping track of the days he spent in his small prison and in this small pit of hell it's even harder. All he can focus on at the moment is on his burning arms, his bleeding hands and the growing feeling of panic that slowly starts to take over.

The water is now reaching at his middle, but he is not going to give up. As long as there is a Sparrow, there is a way! Jack doesn't even realize anymore what he's doing while he softly hums a familiar song that nobody can hear except of him.

"… Really bad eggs…"

He knows that he can't continue much longer anymore. His left arm is feeling as if it can fall from his body every second and his right is feeling as if it wouldn't mind to join his left friend. His knees are buckling as well.

And then he just can't force his arms up and down anymore. They just stop as if they have finally decided that enough is enough. His body is not taking any command from his tired brains anymore and Jack leans heavy on the pump. His head is filled with the sound of the falling water and then, suddenly, there is just silence. It's so strange after the hours spent with the thundering sound of falling water that it almost hurts to 'hear' the silence.

A heavy door opens and a man starts to walk down the small stairs, a dark silhouette in the sharp light from outside.

"Had fun, Jack?" the man says grimly. Jack has long ago giving up to correct him with his proper name, Captain Jack. First because he was too tired to keep repeating it, now because he simply doesn't care anymore.

"I hope you learned a bit from it, Sparrow," the man brings his face close to Jack's and then whispers in his ear, "you shouldn't had killed him." Then the man turns and leaves the cellar, while two other men enter it, both grabbing an arm from the Pirate Captain and forcing him on his feet again. A soft moan escaped from Jack's lips when the men grab his already screaming arms.

"How're ye feelin… Capt'n?" one of the two asks with a hoarse and stern voice.

Jack needs to swallow a couple of times, before he can form an audible answer. Strange how dry your throat can get, while you have spent so many hours fighting with everything you can to avoid drowning.

"Have been better," Jack mutters, and while closing his eyes he adds with his voice barely louder then a whisper, "mate."

"Walk fer yerselves then, Sparrow!" the other said and as if it was some sort of command they both loosen their grip at the same time. Jack, who isn't expecting such a thing to happen, can't stay on his feet and makes contact with the still dripping wet floor, in a not very friendly way.

The two men both almost scream with laughter. "Didn't except that did ye?"

Jack doesn't even bother to answer. For the moment he's just happy that he can lie down without having to fight for his live. The two men roughly disturb this short moment of peace by pulling him back on his feet again.

"Time to get ye back, Capt'n," one of the two says, while sarcasm is dripping from his voice with the word 'Capt'n'.

Roughly they start to drag the pirate captain along with them, who is not able to walk proper himself. The stairs are probably the worst part of the entire journey: one time the two men can't hold the unwilling captain anymore and he just falls down again, hurting his right knee rather badly.

The last part of his journey back to his cell is just some sort of dream or nightmare. The two men have stopped talking with him and Jack is grateful for that, 'cause he's sure that at this very moment he isn't capable of any intelligent conversation. Of course he's aware that the two will probably know that, but he rather wants himself to believe that they still don't know that they are very close in breaking him… if they haven't done that already.

"Here we are, Capt'n," the ugliest of the two says while opening the door of his cell. Jack can't remember the last time he was this happy to be thrown in a cell like he is now. The two literally throw him inside and Jack stays sprawled on the floor for a couple of minutes, long after he had heard the door close behind him and the two leave.

Then, finally, he's able to crawl to a corner of his cell and he starts to make himself as comfortable as possible. Not bothering to hide it anymore his teeth start to clatter and shivers run through his soaked body, while he slowly lowers his head against the wall. He needed a good plan to get out of this mess… a very good one.


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End notes: Sorry Jack! My muse made me do this! *tries to look innocent* Took a lil bit longer to write than I expected, but I had a lil bit of a problem with the pirate way of talking. I mean… English isn't my first language in the first place, so writing an accent is a little bit harder for me I suppose…

Next chapter: back to Will and Liz

Toby - More Jack for your pleasure ^^ Hope you liked this and don't worry… this story will contain A LOT of Jack Sparrow, 'cause he's just me favorite character anyway =]

The Second Geek - WOW. I'm happy that you like this story although it's normally not your genre. I hope you like this chapter as well

Kingleby - Aren't we all a bunch of evil people??? *evil grin* I can't help it, but I love a bit of Jack torture…

Aelimir - LOL For some reason I really enjoy Jack torture as well… awwww!!! Poor Jack ;)

Anonymus - You asked me if I had it all planned out… well the rough lines I have planned already and the beginning of this story and of the second one is already totally planned in my head. I also know how Jack's past is in my little universe :) Thanx for the compliment!

GiveMeTheWind - I'm really surprised that you like my story, although you normally hate torture ones… I'm curious how you came out of this chapter then LOL I hope you are still fascinated ^^