A/N: Hey it's me again. Thank you for the reviews. Hope you keep reading!

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Disclaimer: I do not own Pirates of the Caribbean or anything from it. I only own Anna Wilson and maybe some other characters I might add that you don't recognize.

Chapter Two: The Duel

Anna didn't really know how to spend her afternoon of freedom. She hadn't been outside of her home by herself in so long. She looked one way down the street and saw a pretty dark looking alley. She looked the other way and saw a sunny and happy marketplace.

"I think I'll go this way," she said to herself.

Anna began walking and looking in all the stores and talking to anyone. She hadn't been this happy in ages. She looked up at the bright blue sky and smiled, thinking that maybe the weather would be on her side today. But just as the thought completely crossed her mind, a powerful wind picked up. Her blond hair flew all over the place and blocked her vision. People were running everywhere to get to their houses to prevent anything from blowing away.

Alone in the middle of the street, Anna watched in confusion, hoping she would think of a plan that could get her out of this dusty mess but away from home. She turned around to start walking, but she bumped into someone who seemed in a hurry to get home. She lost her balance from the force of bumping into him so hard and almost fell, but he grabbed her hand and kept her from falling.

"I'm so sorry," Anna said brushing herself off and keeping her face down.

"No, I apologize, I should have seen you," he said.

Anna looked up smiling weakly. She saw a very good looking man with his dark brown hair pulled back. He had some facial hair growing, but not a lot. His smile was warm and kind. He was tall, but not too tall that he was towering over her. She couldn't help but stare at him. Anna suddenly realized what she was doing and looked away quickly, causing the man to smile more.

"I'm William Turner, but you can call me Will. I haven't seen you around here, did you just move here?" he said politely.

"Oh, no, I've lived here all my life, my mother's just very protective of me," she said, not giving him the detail that she was a high-class daughter of a navy lieutenant.

"Oh, well then, hello, may I ask of you're name?" Will ask politely.

Anna couldn't believe how rude she was. How could she not give him her name? She felt like kicking herself in the head, if it was possible.

"Anna Wilson," she said smiling weakly.

"Pleased to meet you, Miss Wilson," Will said holding his had out. Anna guessed it was to shake her hand, but when she held her hand out, Will planted a small kiss on it.

"Um…pleased to…um…meet you, also," Anna said almost breathlessly. Nobody had ever been so bold to her. It wasn't that she minded it, she just wasn't used to it.

"You should probably get home, the weather doesn't look too good right now," Will suggested.

"No," she said quietly. She couldn't go back home yet.

"Why not?" Will asked.

"What?" Anna asked, "Oh, well…um…nobody's home and my house is almost all the way across town. Well, I…um…I guess I don't think it very…um…proper to…um…go so far unaccompanied. So I'm just going to go to the inn, probably."

'What are you rambling about, Anna?' she asked herself in her head. She felt like kicking herself again. What was there about this Will Turner that made her so jumpy and scatterbrained?

"Which inn?" Will asked looking at her like he was concerned about her.

"The one right down there," Anna said pointing at the inn where she changed.

"You probably shouldn't go there. That's where the not very respectable men go often. You probably aren't very safe there," Will said.

"I was there earlier this afternoon and it was fine," Anna said.

"It's getting later. Maybe you could just come with me to my shop and I'll walk you home when I'm done with my work," Will suggested.

"You really don't have to," Anna said quietly.

"No, it's fine. Come on, the shop isn't too far from here," Will said.

He led her down the street and around a couple of corners. The wind had died down and people were starting to come back outside. The spoke of gossip to each other about a pirate roaming Port Royal, running away from the navy. Many naval guards were running around so both Anna and Will could believe that the navy was hunting down someone.

"Just sit down anywhere. Don't worry, I don't mind you being here at all," Will said.

He took off his coat and threw it to the side. He looked at a fat, old man sleeping on a barrel with a bottle of liquor in his hand. "Right where I left you," he said under his breath. He turned and found something different. He walked over to an anvil and saw a tool sitting on top of it. "Not where I left you," he said sounding puzzled. He looked to the side and saw a hat. Anna gasped seeing a man come out of nowhere as Will reached forward for the hat. The other man took out his sword and slapped Will's hand.

Will backed up with his hand still in front of him. "You're the one they're hunting, the pirate," Will said coldly and actually quite calmly for being face to face with a pirate.

Anna watched intently, she didn't want anything horrible to happen, but this would probably be the most action she has ever seen in her entire life.

"You seem somewhat familiar. Have threatened you before?" the pirate asked jokingly.

"I make it a point of avoiding familiarity with pirates," Will said seriously. There must have been something between Will and pirates a long time ago, Anna concluded.

"Well then it would be a shame to put a black mark on your record so if you'd excuse me…" the pirate said turning away to walk out.

Will grabbed a sword he had on a rack and pointed it at the pirate, which got his attention.

"Do you think this wise, boy…crossing blades with a pirate?" the pirate sneered.

"You threatened Miss Swann," Will state coldly.

Anna sighed, knowing that she missed some kind of action at the ceremony today. She leaned against the wall, waiting for someone to actually start to swordfight, but she had to admit, the conversation between the two was quite amusing.

"Only a little," the pirate said smiling a little.

Will then lurched forward and they began parrying for a good amount of time. Both of their form was excellent. They looked so graceful yet so fierce. Anna watched with great interest and took in every step each of them took. They both backed up and stood in a deadlock.

"You know what you're doing; I'll give you that, excellent form. But how's you're footwork?" the pirate said as though he was giving Will a lesson in sword skills, "If I step here…"

The pirate stepped to the side and Will followed him dead on. They parried for a few seconds.

"Very good, now I step again," the pirate said, stepping again.

Will, once again followed dead on and didn't miss a single move as they parried once more. The pirate stopped and sheathed his sword.

"Ta," he said smiling and began to leave. Will wouldn't take a draw and threw his sword just above the bar on the door that locked it. It landed deathly close to the pirate's head who looked startled. He tried to pull the sword out with no luck. He went to the door and tried to lift the bar, but the sword was blocking it. He sighed in partial defeat. He moved toward Will, a little angry at him, but the pirate noticed his small advantage.

"That is a wonderful trick. Except, once again, you are between me and my way out and now, you have no weapon," the pirate said pulling out his sword and pointing it at defenseless Will.

Will looked worried at first, but remembered the sword he was working on was still sitting in the fire. He lunged backwards and pulled the heated tip sword out of the fire and pointed it at the pirate. They began fighting again, but this time, they both were willing to kill each other. It wasn't a simple and organized swordfight, it was down and dirty.

Anna watched as though she was reading the most suspenseful book ever written. Her hands were in tight fists and her nails were nearly cutting into her palms. She bit her lip watching the two go at each other.

Will's heated sword was thrown to the side by the pirate, but he ran to his rack with about ten swords in it and pulled two out.

"Who makes all these?" the pirate asked looking at the swords but still fighting with Will, mercilessly.

"I do! And I practice with them…three hours a day," Will said in between attacks and breaths.

"You need to find yourself a girl mate," the pirate said as the moved to the middle of the shop once again. They were held in another deadlock, this time with their swords practically grinding together. "Or perhaps the reason you practice three hours a day is that you already found one, and are otherwise incapable of wooing said strumpet. You're not a eunuch are you?" the pirate said.

Will looked disgusted. "I practice three hours a day so that when I meet a pirate, I can kill it!" Will stated more coldly than anything else he said to the pirate.

They began parrying again, the moved close to where Anna was standing and she moved away, but there was really no use because they were all over the place fighting. She stood by the door finally and kept watching this unforgettable duel. They were soon up on the rafters, how they got there, no one could really describe. Anna barely saw how it happened, it was so fast. She watched their incredible balance as they parried high up on nothing but wooden beams.

Will disarmed the pirate so his sword fell to the ground. They both swung down from the rafters. The pirate couldn't find his sword quick enough, so he opened a bag of soot and sprayed it in Will's face, blinding him. It gave the pirate the ease of kicking the sword out of Will's hand. Once Will could see again, he picked up the nearest object and raised it to hit the pirate, but the pirate had a gun aimed at Will.

"You cheated!" Will said angrily.

Anna was breathing heavily watching as someone was about to get killed. Suddenly, knocking sounded at the door. She gasped and jumped away from it.

"No!" Will said.

"Please move," the pirate pleaded.

"No! I cannot just step aside and watch you escape," Will said staring down the pirate.

The pirate pulled the hammer down on the gun ready to shoot Will.

"This shot was not meant for you," the pirate said.

Anna's heart raced. She didn't know what she would do having seen a murder after just taking up an offer of a nice man. But the fat, old man in the corner woke up and walked behind the pirate and hit him over the head with his empty glass bottle, knocking the pirate out cold. Anna let out a sigh of relief and began breathing heavily after she realized that she was holding her breath before.

The door was finally broken so that it opened by the naval guards. A couple of navy officers, including the commodore, and many guards stormed in.

"There he is, over there!" a sailor said pointing at the unconscious body on the floor. The men all pointed their guns at him.

"Excellent work Mr. Brown, you've assisted in the capture of a dangerous fugitive," Commodore Norrington said putting his gun away.

"Just doing my civic duties sir," Mr. Brown said with a drunken slur.

Will rolled his eyes and Anna raised her eyebrows in surprise. 'Civic duties my ass,' Anna said under her breath. She wanted to scream out everything that happened so that Will could get at least some credit for what he did.

"Well, I trust that you will always remember this as the day that Captain Jack Sparrow almost escaped. Take him away," the commodore said. He turned around to walk outside and the other officers followed him Anna recognized one of the officers as her father. She quickly turned her head and blocked her face with her hair so he couldn't see her glancing at him. Her heart started pounding as he walked over to her.

"Excuse me miss, are you alright? Did this pirate hurt you in anyway?" he father asked.

"No," Anna said quietly and shook her head, still looking away. Her father looked at her as though he knew her but quickly shook it off.

'It can't be Anna, she wouldn't be caught dead in those clothes, or with her hair down giving her almost complete embarrassment,' he said in his head. He shook it off and left the shop, followed by the guards carrying the still unconscious Jack Sparrow.

Once they were gone, Will looked up at his broken door. "Now I'm going to have to fix that," he said quietly and began cursing under his breath.

He looked over to Mr. Brown who was back sleeping in a coma-like state. "No good filthy drunkard," he said under his breath.

Anna looked down and felt as though it wasn't the greatest time to be there. She felt some one behind her when she turned to leave.

"Are you alright?" Will asked.

Anna turned around. "Yes, I'm fine. Just a little shook up."

"Why don't you sit down," Will said directing her to a seat.

"I wouldn't want to intrude, especially since all you have to do to clean up. I'd just be in the way," Anna said quietly.

"No, don't worry about that, I'll just go upstairs to clean myself off and I'll fix the door. You can sit here if you'd like. I can get you anything you need, a glass of water, or something to eat," Will suggested.

"No, I'm fine, thank you," Anna said quietly again.

"Are you sure you are alright?" Will asked, looking concerned.

Anna nodded slightly, "Yes."

"Alright," Will said and turned to go upstairs. He felt awful for leaving her there, but her emotions were almost impossible to read. He understood how she felt, but he felt worthless after everything he offered her. Something more than just being shook up was wrong. He couldn't let her go home after that. He had to keep her there until he knew for sure she was completely alright.

Anna sat quietly next to Will's workbench, watching him go upstairs. Why was she so flustered? She breathed deeply and for some reason, could only think of Will's deep brown eyes looking into hers as though he was searching for something but couldn't find it. She could see his soft expression filled with confusion and a need to comfort and the disappointment of not being able to. She felt so bad for making him feel this way. How could she be so horrible to him?

Anna felt her throat close up and her eyes began watering. She looked out the window and saw the light fade from it, slowly but surely. She quickly wiped the tears away and could barely understand why she felt so horrible. Was it her awful behavior towards Will, was it almost getting caught by her father, or was it just from what she saw today was finally catching up with her? Anna didn't know and never would know. She just cried into her elbow as she leaned on the workbench. She never noticed Will coming back down and rubbing her back trying to comfort her while she cried out all the stress her parents would never let her cry about and anything else that could make anyone go crazy about.

To Anna, she was just by herself, letting go of many things she should have let go of already but wasn't able to. She was finally at peace.

A/N: I hope you liked this chapter. I'll try to update soon because I'm on spring break and all. Lots of free time for me! Thanks! Please review!