Chapter 4

"Caught"

Jack entered the Blacksmith shop to hide from Norrington's men. He studied his surroundings to look for anything that might help him free himself from his handcuffs.

Suddenly he heard a bottle drop. Turning around he was alerted to the fact that there was a drunk guy sleeping on a seat in a corner. What really surprised Jack was the fact that the seat had not broken trying to support the guy's weight. The cautious pirate slowly made his way over to where Fat Lard was sleeping. The guy mumbled something about his mommy, but remained asleep. Well Jack would certainly fix that!

Being a slightly crazy pirate, Jack suddenly thought that it would be a good idea to wake this guy up. He slowly walked over to the man and slapped him in the face. The man did not wake up.

"Booga, Bogga, Boo!" Jack yelled at the poor guy. Obviously pirates don't like to let people sleep.

Feeling accomplished, Jack turned and looked for anything that could help free him from his cuffs. First he decided to try hitting them with a sledgehammer. When this did not work he moved on to the jackhammer. Still the cuffs remained intact.

Finally, Jack noticed a donkey in the room. It was attached to a large contraption that looked like it might be able to help him with his cuff problem.

(I didn't know that Blacksmiths abused poor donkeys and made them do their dirty work) Jack thought to himself. (And they call me a pirate!)

Without warning Jack charged for the donkey screaming like a madman. It was just a miracle that all the people in the village, including Norrington and his men, were def.. The poor donkey saw a crazy man coming at him and ran for his life, making the contraption move.

Jack's plan was a success. After swinging his chains up into the gears they broke. Jack was now convinced that he was the best pirate ever and that no one else would have ever had the brains to think of that. Just as he was getting ready to leave he heard the door open.

Will Turner walked in looking pleased with himself. He turned and looked at the drunk guy sleeping on the chair.

"Right were I left You," he grinned as he turned to his tools. Something wasn't right here. His sledgehammer and jackhammer were misplaced. (How very strange, I didn't know that tools could move on their own) he thought to himself.

"Not where I left you," he told the tools, ignoring the fact that talking to tools was not a sign of mental stability. Then he saw something even stranger, a pirates hat perched on yet another one of his hammers. (I didn't know that Mr. Brown was a pirate!) Will thought as he reached for the hat.

Suddenly his hand was smacked by a sword. He turned to see the pirate that Norrington was looking for standing right in front of him.

"You're the one they're after, the pirate!" Will yelped in surprise.

"You look like someone I have threatened before, have we met?" Jack wondered as he studied Will up and down.

"I don't like pirates, they suck!" Will growled as he grabbed a sword and tried his hardest to look mean. It didn't look very threatening.

"Well I have places to be and things to do, so I won't hold you up then," Jack noted as he turned to head for the door yet again.

Will was relentless. He was so determined that he was going to capture this criminal and save the day to impress Elizabeth. "I don't think so you pirate! You threatened Mr... I mean Miss Swan, prepare to die!" He snarled at the pirate that stood before him.

Jack sighed, (The idiots these days!) he thought to himself as he crossed blades with the arrogant young man. "Do you think this wise boy? Crossing blades with a pirate, wait no...Pirate Captain." "

Will only growled in response, "I will kill you and impress my girlfriend!" he declared stubbornly. He lashed out and swiped at Jack with his sword.

Jack blocked and the fight began. Jack started slashing wildly at Will, but fortunately for Will Jack didn't seem to be able to hit anything. Unfortunately for Will, he was a sucky fighter like Jack. The two spent fifteen minutes trying desperately to hit each other.

Finally Jack drew back. "You seem to know what your doing I'll give you that" he noted as he began to circle Will. "But how's your footwork?" he questioned. "If I step here..." Jack made a step to the right. Will made a step to the left. "Very good," he said as he noticed Will's move. "And then I step again," this time Jack slid to the side into a dance.

Not knowing what to do Will did the same. Before long the two were dancing better than any ballerina. Jack finally decided that Will would never be able to out-dance him and headed for the backdoor.

Without any warning Will threw his sword at Jack. Luckily for the pirate, Will couldn't hit a target if his life depended on it. Jack just stared at the sword for a second then began to try and pull it out of the door. When he was unable to he turned to the young Blacksmith.

"You have got to be the worst person I know at throwing swords," he admitted as he walked towards Will. "And Once again you are between me and my way out of this place, only this time, you have no weapon."

Will turned and grabbed a conveniently placed sword out of the fire. It's blade glowed a lava red color in the slightly dark room.

Jack got a worried expression. (Ouch!) he thought as he blocked against Will's attack. The two continued to fight until Jack got in a lucky shot and slapped Will's red-hot sword of destruction out of his hand.

Will didn't seem worried at all. He turned and reached for another sword. He choose one with a ruby and gold handle, then decided that it didn't match his outfit so he grabbed another one. He grabbed a gold handled one that would bring out his eyes more.

Jack suddenly noticed the 50 thousand swords in the container by the donkey. "Who makes all of these?" He wondered aloud.

"I do!" Will yelled, "And I practice with them 23 hours a day!" Will obviously had nothing better to do with his life.

"What do you do with the other hour of the day?" Jack asked, confused at how someone could make all of these swords and still have time to practice with them 23 hours a day.

"I use that hour to sleep," Will admitted. He was a man of little sleep.

"You need to find yourself a girl, Mate" Jack said as he slashed at Will again. The two were now playing ring-around-the-donkey-machine, with swords. "Or maybe the reason you practice 23 hours a day is because you have found a girl, and can't have a relationship with her because her dad doesn't like you.

(Darn, how does he know so much!) Will thought to himself as he though of a different reason to tell the pirate. "I practice so much so that I can kill all of you pirates!" he told Jack bitterly.

The two began to edge away from the donkey machine and Jack backed up onto a wagon. He began trying to slash Will to pieces again.

Will finally got in a good hit and got his sword caught in Jack's chains, which he then used to throw Jack's hand up and get stuck in the wooden beam above.

Jack uses his foot to knock one of the boards on the wagon up and hit Will in the face. While Will is trying to recover, Jack leaps up and gets his hand free. He unfortunately forgot about gravity and falls onto the wagon sending Will screaming onto the beams above.

Jack looks up and sees Will still complaining about how much being smacked with a board hurts.

Will accidentally knocked into a bunch of barrels of concrete sending them down on the wagon, which sends Jack flying up onto the beams with Will. (Don't ask me WHO keeps barrels of concrete in a Blacksmith shop!)

The two began to fight again, this time trying desperately to keep their balance. They end up doing an ok job of that, when suddenly Will knocked Jack's sword out of his hand.

Jack jumps down to look for his sword, but Will is right behind him. Lucky for the pirate there happens to be a gigantic bag of dirt nearby, which he uses to blind Will and get him all dirty! (Lets see him wash THAT out of his clothes!) Jack thought to himself as he drew his gun.

Will turned around only to see that the pirate has cheated. "You cheated!" He said shocked that a pirate would cheat.

"Well I AM a pirate, what did you expect me to do, play fair?" Jack questioned as he aimed his gun at the poor misguided young man. "Move out of my way!" Jack said almost as if he expected Will to do as he said.

"NEVER!" Will screamed, he would never move for a pirate! Even if the pirate had a gun aimed at his face! He was perfectly ready to die for his cause.

"Please move! Pretty pretty please with a cherry on top!" Jack asked hopefully. But Will stood his ground. Jack cocked his gun. "This shot wasn't meant for a guy like you!" He pleaded.

Suddenly Jack was hit over the head by the sleeping drunk guy, who happened to be sleep walking with a bottle of beer in his hand.

The door was knocked over finally by Norrington and his sissy-girl men. "Thank you Mr. Brown, you have helped capture a vicious pirate." Norrington congratulated.

"Yes mommy," Mr. Brown said still asleep. He slowly made his way back to his bed/chair with a new bottle of beer.

Norrington looked at the fallen pirate and grinned wickedly. "Well Captain Jack Turkey, you will always remember this as the day that you almost escaped." He turned to his men who were picking their noses. "Put him in a cell, we will decide how to cook him later." he ordered them. "Duh, ok boss!" they agreed in unison.