Chapter 2

The Commodore and Captain Jack quietly walked up the rickety stairs of the inn, ropes in hand. The first order of business was to dispose of that tiresome Will Turner and his annoying wife Elizabeth, and, of course, the governor. He was a spineless man anyway, and got on the Commodore's last nerve.

As they entered the room, Captain Jack snuffed the one candle that was burning and snuck over to the bed upon which Will Turner and Elizabeth were sleeping. The first thing he did was gag them, which woke them up. Holding them down as Commodore Norrington tied them up, Jack laughed. That whelp was always getting in the way, and stealing his women, and giving his ships away. After those two were bound securely and stuffed into a very large sack, they snuck into the room the Commodore had been sharing with the Governor.

The Governor's pompous wig was sitting on a mannequin head by the bed, and he was snoring loudly with all of the covers pulled around him. Norrington nodded to Captain Jack, who immediately gagged the man, and the whole ordeal went off in the same fashion as before. There was even enough of the Governor to equal both persons of Will and Elizabeth.

"Now what?" Norrington asked.

Jack tapped his nose and twirled his mustache. "We carry them downstairs, out the back, throw them onto a cart, take them to the ship, and figure out a way to dispose of them properly."

The Commodore nodded, then looked at the Governor. "He's going to be quite heavy."

"Indeed," Jack nodded. Then he raced down stairs, returning with a few more men. From the looks, and smell, of them it was obvious that they, too, were pirates. Immediately they picked up the heavy form of the governor and carried him down the steps. Peeking out into the hall, Norrington noticed another group had Will and Elizabeth, transporting them in quite the same fashion - roughly, and without care as to their personal being. The Commodore winced as he followed, wondering exactly how many times a person had to be banged into a wall before they sustained long-lasting injury.

After the bodies were loaded onto a cart, four of the biggest men grabbed the handles and wheeled it out to the dock, then loaded them up on The Black Pearl. "Now, all we have left to do is find you a crew," Jack said, adjusting the wig of the Governor o his head. He had stolen it on the way out of the inn, and plopped down the money to pay for any damages as well.

"And how do you propose we do that?" James Norrington asked, following Jack from the docks back toward the noiser part of town.

"You forget one thing - I'm Captain Jack Sparrow," with that, the pirate lurched off leaving the Commodore standing befuddled in the street. Unsure of what to say, where to go, or what to do, James decided he would just go back to his ship. Boarding The Spirit he went down to his cabin and strode up and down the deck, waiting on his new partner to return with his crew.

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Just before dawn, Captain Jack boarded The Spirit along with a miniature pirate crew for Norrington to become the captain of. There were about ten people in all, the perfect number for his little ship. "Crew, this here is Commodore Norrington, your new captain. The Spirit is the name of your new home, and her sister is The Black Pearl, my ship. Together we will be the beginnings of the most unstoppable band of pirates in the entire ocean!"

"Hear hear!" The cries of the crew were loud and enthusiastic.

"And to start off our journey, will be the execution of a traitor pirate, and the murderer of some of our brother pirates, Governor Swan!" At that, the roped prisoners were walked out. "How are we going to do this, you may ask? Not the traditional pirate way, that would be showing them too much mercy!"

"Aye!" came a chorus from the ship.

Nodding his head toward two large, dark men, they walked down to the dock and brought up two large, marble slabs. Setting them up right Jack smiled. "They'll go down to davey jones' locker for good!"

James Norrington blinked. That seemed... inhumane. But, he did what he figured came next. Pushing Will Turner against the smaller slab, he tied him to it. "A traitor deserves to die alone," he stated loudly. "As for the Governor, what worse way can a man who dotes upon his daughter go, than along with that which he treasures most?"

Once again, another loud agreement rose from the ship. After tying all of the prisoners to the marble, Jack he laid them down. "Now drop the anchor and lets set sail! We'll drop them after the sun rises. They at least give us pirates the same courtesy. Now you gents listen to Commodore Norrington, he's a good man and a good pirate."

Swaggering off of the boat, and onto his own, Captain Jack set sail first, The Spirit floating along behind it, both ships chasing after the horizon.