Authors Note: Don't own it. Probably never will... end of story.
Chapter 1 : Had Enough"Had enough Will?" Anne Hutch whispered horsly, heavily out of breath. She had young William in a precarious position. He was being pressed up against the wall, her sword at his throat, and his sword laying halfway across the dirt covered floor. Will swallowed hard.
"Indeed." He said, gently shoving her off of him. "Shall we continue our ..." he paused for a second, catching his breath., and wiping the sweat off his brow. "Shall we continue our lessons tomorrow then?"
"We shall." She said, reaching out to shake Will's hand. "Have I improved at all since the last time?" She asked, knowing the answer well. "It has been a while."She said, releasing his hand from her grip.
Will just shot her a smirk as she fumbled around in her pocket, looking for a few pennies.
"You know very well that you have." He said.
Anne muttered a few curses, realizing her pocket was empty.
"Will, I'm ever-so sorry. Things with the gang haven't been too great lately and I had to buy us bread for the young ones and it used up me last penny and I..." she started, blushing with embarressment.
Will shook his head, silencing her.
"Don't worry about it. Anyone who can teach me a lesson, deserves theirs for free. Consider it my treat."
Anne hugged Will abruptly, startling him.
She smiled, as she pulled out her pocket watch.
"Would you look at that! It's nearly 10 o'clock! I must be going. The gang will be awake soon, and I don't want them finding out I'm here."
"They don't know?" Will asked, puzzled.
"Nah...are you kidding?! They don't like me carrying a sword so-as-it-is. What makes ye think they'd aprove of me taking lessons?" she laughed.
"Understood." Will said.
"Well, I must be going. Tell Elizabeth I said hello." She said, heading towards the door.
"I'll be sure to. G'day Miss Anne." Will said, walking her to the door.
"Ain't no reason to be calling me Miss, Will. I ain't no lady or nothin'." She laughed.
Will smiled, opening the door for her. Only to both of their surprise, they were greeted by the figure of a somewhat tall, somewhat oddly handsome, rugged looking pirate.
"And who is this fine looking..." Captain Jack Sparrow began, but didn't get a chance to finish.
"Oh...Jack...Miss Anne here, was just leaving..." Will said, ushering her out the door. Just what he needed. Jack chasing away another of his students.
"G'day, Will." Anne said, glancing at Jack, eyeing him up and down, not quite sure what to make of him.
"Captain Jack Sparrow at your service." Jack said, taking Anne's hand in his own, and raising it to his mouth, gave it a kiss.
Anne blushed, and quickly pulled her hand back.
Will shot her a glance, as if to say "please excuse him.. it's just Jack being Jack".
"Twas nice meeting you, Captain Sparrow." Anne said, turning quickly.
"Ah, the pleasure is all mine." Jack said, smiling, revealing his gold teeth. Anne blushed again, and hurried on her way.
"Get in here!" Will yelled, grabbing Jack's jacket, pulling him into the shop. "And just what exactly do you think you're doing out walking around in broad daylight where any number of gaurds could have seen you!?" Will snapped, tossing Jack inside.
"I take me chances..." Jack simply said. "By the by, who was that?" Jack said, pointing towards the door.
"That was just another student you probably scared off. Jack you do have the worst timing." Will said, walking across the shop to pick up the sword that Anne had tossed away from him during their last duel.
Jack just shrugged.
"What's a lass like that doing taking sword fighting lessons?" he asked
Will just laughed.
"Couldn't say really..." He said, sighing. "She's been coming here for a while. Takes care of a gang of homeless children down by the docks. Although, she's hardly more than a child herself. Being what? 16 at most?"
Jack nodded, deep in thought.
"Is that so?" he sighed.
Will just shook his head.
"Something to drink, Jack?" He asked, already knowing the answer and handing him a glass. Jack took it and began to sip it slowely.
"Jack, didn't you notice her short, scruffy, boy-like hair, her loose fitting shirt, her boots, and above all else, her britches?" Will asked.
"Wasn't really looking at all that..." Jack said, winking at Will.
"Jack!" Will scolded.
"Sorry." Jack said, taking another sip.
A few moments of tense silence...
"So how long are you in Port Royale?" Will asked...