Celwriter: I'm sure you're wondering who has their dagger to Jack's neck,
except those who I've told the whole story to as well as the smart readers
out there, so here is chapter 3.
(Leaves room humming da dada da dada da dadada du "And really, really bad
eggs!")
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Chapter 3
Jack looked into the young girls face and recognized something in her eyes and in the look on her face. He couldn't tell who she reminded him of. A thought came into his head, but it wasn't practical, was it?
"Now I need you to answer a quest... What are you staring at?" the girl asked, wondering at the look of confusion on Jack's face.
"I think I've seen you or at least someone related to you," he replied in a serious manner, "Have we met before?"
"I don't think we've but you know at least one of my relatives," she replied, friendly until she remembered the dagger in her hand, she shoved it against Jack's neck once more, "Tell me where Wil Turner can be found."
"Wil Turner? Which one, bootstrap Bill of Wil Turner the Blacksmith?" Jack asked, trying to gain time to think of a plan to get out of her hold.
"I know where my father is, I'm looking for my brother Wil," she replied, than realized that she had given out more information then she had meant to, "Tell me where he is."
"Wil can't be your brother, and I do not know where he is," Jack lied, "I haven't seen him for over a week."
"Wil is my brother. My mother died in childbirth and when my brother found out that she was dead, he ran of to find my father, assuming that I was dead as well," replied the girl, not caring about leaking information anymore, "And don't lie, I know you were just drinking with him a few minutes ago."
"How can I be sure that you are the daughter of Bootstrap Bill?" Jack asked, now very interested in this young lass.
"This is how," the girl replied, "An IOU signed by you to my father. The next morning after Wil ran off, my father came home and raised me. When I told him two years ago that I would leave to be a pirate, he gave me his IOUs to collect. Now I would like you to pay me and to tell me where my brother went."
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Chapter 3
Jack looked into the young girls face and recognized something in her eyes and in the look on her face. He couldn't tell who she reminded him of. A thought came into his head, but it wasn't practical, was it?
"Now I need you to answer a quest... What are you staring at?" the girl asked, wondering at the look of confusion on Jack's face.
"I think I've seen you or at least someone related to you," he replied in a serious manner, "Have we met before?"
"I don't think we've but you know at least one of my relatives," she replied, friendly until she remembered the dagger in her hand, she shoved it against Jack's neck once more, "Tell me where Wil Turner can be found."
"Wil Turner? Which one, bootstrap Bill of Wil Turner the Blacksmith?" Jack asked, trying to gain time to think of a plan to get out of her hold.
"I know where my father is, I'm looking for my brother Wil," she replied, than realized that she had given out more information then she had meant to, "Tell me where he is."
"Wil can't be your brother, and I do not know where he is," Jack lied, "I haven't seen him for over a week."
"Wil is my brother. My mother died in childbirth and when my brother found out that she was dead, he ran of to find my father, assuming that I was dead as well," replied the girl, not caring about leaking information anymore, "And don't lie, I know you were just drinking with him a few minutes ago."
"How can I be sure that you are the daughter of Bootstrap Bill?" Jack asked, now very interested in this young lass.
"This is how," the girl replied, "An IOU signed by you to my father. The next morning after Wil ran off, my father came home and raised me. When I told him two years ago that I would leave to be a pirate, he gave me his IOUs to collect. Now I would like you to pay me and to tell me where my brother went."