DISCLAIMER: Don't own anything 'cept Anna and yeah, I think that's 'bout it, for now, MWHAHAHA!

A man walked in the shop, apparently the owner or the assistant, he seemed too young to be the owner though. He had shoulder-length dark brown hair, tied back and dark brown eyes. He had the regular apparel on, for a regular commoner.
He walked towards the donkey, seeing that the donkey was frightened and he calmed it by petting it gently after he closed the door, didn't look like he locked it, we could still get out of here.
He then walked towards the man on the barrel. "Right where I left you," he said to him. Or maybe to himself.
He walked over to the hammer that we were trying to get out of the shackles with, and that was not where we found it...
"That's not where I left you," he said as he put it back. Rather observant, mate isn't he?
And for all the bad things to happen.
"My hat!" Jack whispered, ever so quietly, only for me to hear.
Thank God the man didn't hear that.
I gave Jack a worried look, with some disapproval in it.
The man began to walk slowly towards the hat.
"Wait here, don't give yourself away until you think the time is right," Jack whispered again. I nodded, of course I knew that, but I couldn't argue with him, not now.
Jack stood up as the man was facing the other way and Jack hopped out of the shadows with his sword write above the man's hand, which was about to take the hat.
The man turned around quickly and saw him, "You're the one their hunting, the pirate, where's your friend?" he asked. "You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?" Jack said in question, changing the subject, trying not to give me away. I smiled in my hidden spot of the shop.
"I make a point of avoiding familiarity with pirates." He said
sternly, touchy, isn't he? "Ah. Well, then it would be a shame to put a black mark on your record. So, if you'll excuse me -" Jack said as he made for the door, avoiding a fight, waste of time it is. I slowly crawled towards the door, just in case we really do get out of here that easily. The man took a sword from one of the stands. He ran up to Jack and crossed blades with him. "Do you think it wise boy, crossing blades with a pirate?" Jack said. "You threatened Miss Swann," he said glaringly. Oh, a little relationship here? Talking to myself (not out loud) I decided that I should make my way over to where that men got a sword to get one too, my sword broke, I should've grabbed one before that bloody man came! And of all the times for it to be broken too!
But I do have a pistol..
I'll do that after so I could at least show my skill with a blade.
I watched as Jack and the man we're sword fighting, that guy's pretty good for a person who isn't a pirate. The two of them were talking but I wasn't really paying attention to it, for I wanted a new sword.
I began to slowly and silently crawl over to the rack of swords.
Was it just me or was Jack teaching the boy to fight? Or something like that.
Jack ran for the door and the man threw a sword, inches or maybe centimeters from Jack's face. Very good for a person who isn't a pirate.
Jack struggled to pull the sword out of the door to use it against the man and I couldn't help but laughing out loud.
Then I was in trouble.

~~~*~~~ I know, I know short chapter, I started high school today, it's scary, but in reality, not that bad. Oh crap, now you all know my age! Ah well, that's okay, Savvy? More to come.. Hmmm? Why is Anna in trouble u will figure out soon, I promise, do we have an accord? He he he..always wanted to say that. ~~~*~~~ REVISED