After days of sailing the sea a small dot of land appeared on the horizon. The island was that they were heading for came into view and the spirits of the crew and passangers were lifted. For Will, this ride was like a small freedom. He loved to be on the ship, he thought it must be from his father, and that thought made him wish he had his coin back. Elizabeth on the other hand was raher board since the only ones she got to talk to was the male crew mates, with the exception of the African women. They had become friends, and would talk quite often, but as soon as they started a real conversation she was called away to work.
They cast anchore as soon as they got near the white beaches. Many of the pirates agreed to stay on board and make shure no strangers got on board. While, the others went off to trade in some of the goods they had, have some ale, and find a women to accompany them.
"Will," said Jack.
"Yes, Jack?"
"There is one thing that I forgot to tell you," said Jack Sparrow while he scrunched his nose.
"What is it?"
"Well, I have been meaning to tell you about this place-"
"Yeah?"
"If you arn't a big guy then your no one, here. Will. These guys are serious. I know, I used to be a top man here until I made a few mistakes."
"Well, Jack what did you do?"
"I just borrowed some money, and their women, and another ship..."
"Jack!"
"I know.... So, I'm not really liked around here. I think you have to do this on your own Will. They know my face, and I know what they will do to it."
"Jack... I can't do this without you. I need your help."
Elizabeth then stuck her head out from inbetween them, "oh I think I have an idea."
Will agreed to Elizabeths plan. On the other hand, Jack wasn't so easy to convince. Jack thought that it was to risky and that he woudn't want to try it at all. Elizabeth thought that she was rather clever for coming up with the whole idea.
The plan was that Will was going to dress like a rather wealthy pirate. Elizabeth and Jack would both dress up as women that were his property. One of the things that made Jack very upset was that he would have to shave off his small beard and mustache, though Will told him that it would grow back in no time. Jack was still skeptical.
In the end, Will wore his hair down, his long curls flowing down nearly to his shoulders, a large leather hat on his head that was worn and had a large white feather coming from it, a dark worn long coat that flaired out by the hips, a vest of the color black, a white ruffly shirt, and his sword in its stealth.
Elizabeth didn't wear one of her wonderous gowns. She wore a low cut top that was red, she had a leather vest like corset over her long sleeved shirt, a long flowing skirt that went down past her knees and high boots. Instead of her hair looking very perfect it was more messy looking, but even though it was messy it still looked rather good on her. She wore many gold chains around her neck and bangles around her wrist. To some she would look more like entertainment for men.
Jack was the most impressive of all. His bandanna was out of his hair and his long dreads fell down past his shoulders. Elizabeth did his hair for him and pulled the top half up, so as to look as though it was in a womens style. Jack had dark green eye shadow on over his eyes and red lipstick that was as red as a rose itself. He wore a lowcut ruffly, white shirt and over it was the leather vest that tied in the back. He wore a tight skirt that flowed to his knees. He wore fishnets to cover up his hairy legs, and black buckle shoes on his feet. On his hands he wore gloves, and around his neck a large shell necklace.
The three of them started walking down the road. Elizabeth drapped her arm over Wills shoulder. Jack looked at them as though he was expected to do the same. And he did. He put his arm over Will but looked very uptight about it.
"Jack, don't make it look obvious!" Said Elizabeth in a hushed but alarmed voice.
"I'm not for you information!" Jack bickerd back.
Elizabeth looked at him, "Jack, you sound like a man."
"Sorry to inform you but I am a man."
"Not today! Your voice sounds like a mans."
"Ladies," said Will.
Elizabeth smiled a gave Jack an, 'I told you so,' face expression.
"Sorry sir," said Jack in an high pitched voice.
They walked into the pub and sat down at a table. There were many things going on there. Women dancing on tables, men gambling and drinking. It was dark in the pub, and rather smelly from all of the unbathed people. They scanned the room with their eyes.
The bar tender then walked up to them, "what can I get for you sir?"
Will looked at him, "oh, I would just like a pint of your finished ale."
The bar tender raised an eye brow.
"He, means that he would like the most rum you can give him," squeaked Jack as he fluttered his eyelashes.
"Aye," said the bar tender as he walked off.
Jack leaned into Will's ear, "that man over there at that table. The one sitting with the blonde women. He is the guy to talk to. He knows everyone and everything. You have to be careful though because he is very clever."
To their surprise the man that they were talking about then got up from his table and walked over to them. "Mind if I take a seat?"
"No, no, of course not," said Will as he held out his hand pointing to a chair.
Jack kicked him under the table.
"I mean, you can have a bloody seat where ever the hell you want!" said Will.
"Aye, thank ye," said the man as he sat down next to Jack.
The man had dark raven hair, and dark brown eyes. He had a short beard and large eyebrows. His body frame was rather small but he looked very tuff. There was a gold earing in his left ear and he wore nice, well made clothes. "I havn't seen you here before," said the man. "And I know everyone. I am Raven Jone. Captain Raven Jone if you please."
"Aye, I am Willy Tee," said Will to the Captain. "This hear is Cathrin," he looked towards Elizabeth, "and this is Rose," said Will as he looked at Jack.
"Well, telling me what your whores names are of no importance of me," said Raven Jone.
"I wish to know what you are doing here on this island?" asked the Raven haired man as he put his hand on Jacks thigh. Jack had an alarmed face at first then looked at him and smiled.
"There is a lot who went to Port Royal..."
"Yes, yes, I know that lot," said the man. "They got here yesterday. What importance is it to you?"
"Well, one of the houses that I own, where these fine ladys stay," he looked at Elizabeth and Jack, "was looted. It was only the women there you see. And they took something of great importance to me."
"So?" said the man while he moved his hand up Jack slowly.
"I want it back."
Jack's eyes then grew larger as the man moved his hand higher and higher. He then crossed his legs and scooted his chair closer to Will. The man seemed to have no problem with it since he leaded in to whipser to Will and when he was he moved his chair closer to Jack.
"I can tell you where the captain of that lot is staying," said he.
"You can?" asked Will.
"For a price," she answered.
Will sat up straight, "what is it that you would like?"
"I would like the company of this women..." He looked at Jack and smiled. "I find her fasinating. She is very tall and broad, and yet I like that. It is rare to come across such a beauty." Out of the captains eye shot Jack shook his head vigerously.
"Tell me and I will let you borrow her for the night," said Will.
"Aye, here it is for you," the man took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, "here are the directions and the name of the Captian. You better me careful Mr. Willy Tee. He isn't as kind as I. I better be off." He then grabbed Jacks hand and walked away with Jack, "It was nice meeting you."
"Same to you, sir," said Will. Will and Elizabeth then stood up and started to move towards the door. As soon as they left they heard the bar tender from inside asking if they knew they they left.
Will took out the piece of parchment and read it. Him and Elizabeth then started walking down the road, following the directions on the paper to the Captains house. Will knew that he would have to find out what happened to his coin... and he would have to find out where Elizabeth's father was, like he really cared about that so much.
