Chapter 9 Locked in a cage with no cigarette in sight...
Alyth sat in the small cabin, staring out the port hole and dreaming of cigarettes. It had been over a day since her last one, and coming up on two. The scary thing was though, no matter how much she was dreaming of her cigarettes she couldn't get Jack out of her head. Pictures kept popping up, replacing the pictures of her smoking. Jack's golden teeth flashing at her when he gave her that evil grin, Jack's dreads blowing in the wind as he steered the Pearl, the way Jack tasted when she kissed him, and the way his hard, muscular chest felt when she laid her hands there. 'I miss Jack more than my cigarettes,' Alyth thought suddenly as the cabin door burst open.
"ello princess," Jef said, closing the door and bringing a tray of food to the small table.
"I thought I told you last time, don't call me princess," Alyth glared at him, making him successfully step back.
"Sorry, jus, ummm," he stuttered.
"So where's the witch at, if she is the one in charge I wish to speak with her, now."
"She said she'd come when she's ready," he told her, then left.
Alyth turned to the food on the table, sickened by it. It was lumpy, cold, and grey. "What the hell is this crap?" She pondered, walking away from it and laying down on the small bed. Maybe she'd be lucky and dream of cigarettes, rum, and the man that embodied sin. Alyth closed her eyes and fell asleep immediately, visions of cigarettes dancing in her head.
Jack opened his eyes and sat up in bed. No matter how hard he tried he hadn't been able to sleep in the two days that Alyth had been missing. He stood up and went to his rum cabinet, took out a bottle and drank. They were on their way to Tortuga, if anyone knew where the witch was it was his old friend Renny. Jack paced his cabin, he had been doing that a lot lately, that and smoking. He had grown rather fond of Alyth's cigarettes, and couldn't seem to shake the habit of smoking them everyday, though he tried. He lit one now as he paced, and drank his rum.
"Cap'n," Gibbs said, walking into his room.
"What is it Gibbs?" He asked absentmindedly, and took another gulp of rum.
"Tortuga's been spotted, should be there within the hour."
"Great," Jack said, his mood lightening somewhat. He took a last drag on his cigarette and threw it out the porthole, then followed Gibbs out to the helm. He took out his spyglass and looked towards Tortuga. Normally he would be absolutely thrilled by this site, because of course it would normally mean drinking, dancing, yelling, and of course whores. Jack knew there would be none of that this trip. The crew had orders not to leave the ship because he would be back within the hour, he wanted to find Renny and go.
And hour later Jack steered the Pearl beautifully into Tortuga harbor. "I'll be back in an hour ye scurvy dogs, if ye do leave the Pearl make sure yer back before then," Jack said, "Oh, and leave guards set, at least five men." Jack ran down the gangplank and down the streets of Tortuga. Renny had always liked the dingiest, yes there was a dingiest, bar in Tortuga. Jack made his way quickly down the streets until he reached the Golden Fawn, he always laughed when he read that name. He wondered suddenly if it had been different in it's earlier days. Jack walked up to the bar tender.
"Well, if it tain't Cap'n Jack Sparrow, in da flesh," the bar tender said. "A rum?"
"Not today, I'm lookin fer Renny," Jack answered, glaring at the man and willing him to give up the information.
"'O course Cap'n, he's in da back," the bar tender quickly walked away, and Jack swayed to the back of the room, to Renny's table. Renny had a whore on his lap, she was smiling and kissing his neck.
"Jack," Renny exclaimed as he sat at the table.
"We need te talk Renny, g'bye luv," Jack said, looking pointedly at the whore. She huffed and left quickly.
"Aw Jack, that was mean," Renny whinned.
"I need te know where the witch is, now," Jack whispered across the table.
"I dunno what yer talkin bout jack, now if ye'd excuse me, I got a strumpet waitin fer-" Renny broke off as he found a pistol aimed at his head.
"I need te know now Renny, no games, jus tell me," Jack said icily. Renny nodded his head.
"Aright, les take a walk." Jack put away his pistol and stood up, following Renny out the door of the Golden Fawn. "Why do ye need te know Jack, she'd kill me if'n I told ye."
"I'll kill ye if ye don't, so yer in quite the spot Renny. As fer the why, les jus say she has somthin that belongs te me."
"Well, she be headed here mate, be here by tomorra. All's ye have te do is wait."
"Where does the witch stay, where's her home?" Jack asked quietly.
"Ye know the abandoned shack near the beginin of the forest?" Renny asked, and Jack nodded his ascent. "She lives there most o the time, an that's the only place I know of."
"Thank ye Renny, yer a true friend, jus dun tell her I'm comin, an here, take this," Jack said, pulling out a bag of rubies from his back pocket and handing them to his friend.
"Ye keep rewardin me like this, an ye'll neva be rid o me Sparrow." Renny quickly took the bag, and hid it down his pants.
"Tha's Captain te ye. Now I must go," Jack said, and took off back to the Pearl.