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Chapter: 8 Will and Jack Face Off
Cille and I looked at Jack and Will.
"Get on with it!" Claire yelled. Jack and Will launched into battle.
"Am I really that intimidating?" Claire asked Cille. Cille looked at Claire and nodded. Claire shrugged. Then started to watch the fight.
Will and Jack kept fighting.
"Nice foot wor' mate." Jack said.
"Naw, he's just trying to be nice. YOU SUCK!" Claire yelled. Will glared at her, and continued to fight.
"Claire, Will is better than you." Cille whispered to Claire so Will wouldn't hear.
"WWWHHHHHHAAAAAAAAAAAATTTTTTTTT!" Claire yelled. The fat guy stirred.
"I'm sorry! But he is! He has more power, and swiftness in his blows." Cille whispered.
"You are faster, but you concentrate to much on one blow, and put all your strength into that one blow, that you don't think about your foot work, and you often loose balance." Cille said.
"DAMN! You make me sound horrible!" Claire complained. Cille smiled.
"Oh no, you are good, I am just pointing out your mistakes, and where you need to train." Cille said. Claire sighed.
"Jack, gimme your sword, I wanna go against pretty boy." Claire said. Jack and Will gave Claire a 'What the Hell?' look.
"NOW!" Claire yelled. Jack grumbled, and gave his sword to Claire.
"Don't even think about leaving either." Cille said. She wrapped her arm around Jack's. Jack smiled down at her. Cille rolled her eyes.
"Milady, what are you doing?" Will asked Claire who just got into a battle stance.
"I gotta see how good you are compared to me in swordplay." Claire said. Will glared at her.
"You……are…..so…."He began, but Claire charged forward. Will blocked, and moved out of her way.
"Milady! This isn't the time!" Will yelled.
"NO! I have to see what I have to improve…" Claire insisted. Jack sat down, and forced Cille down too. They sat watching Claire lose a few times, and finally Jack got pissed, and snatched his sword back.
"Listen luv, I'd li' to ge' out of her' with my lif'." Jack said. Claire grumbled, and walked off.
"Fine. BUT I SHALL DEFEAT YOU WILL IN MARTIAL ARTS! MUAHAHAHAHA!" Claire yelled, but fell over backwards, and started to sleep.
Cille nudged Claire awake, and they started to watch the battle.
Later on….
"Who makes all these?" Jack asked Will.
"I do!" Will exclaimed, "and I practice with them, four hours a day!" Will added.
Claire turned to Cille.
"Well there you go. He practices four hours a day, and I practice three hours a day." Claire said. Cille nodded.
Soon they were fighting on the wooden pillars above Claire and Cille.
"Ever take a crap so big your pants seem to fit better?" Claire burst out.
Jack and Will both fell down from the roof in surprise.
"Okay, hand it over." Claire said to Cille. Cille grumbled, and pulled out a door, which she handed to Claire.
Jack pulled out his pistol, and pointed it at Will.
"You cheated." Will said. Also covered in dirt.
"OH WAH." Said Claire.
"Move." Jack ordered.
"No."
"Please move?" Jack asked Will again when he heard the banging on the blacksmith's shop door.
"This shot wasn't meant for you." Jack said, and was just about to fire, when he feel forward onto the ground unconscious.
Everyone stared at his limp form.
"Didn't see that comin'." Claire said.
The guard FINALLY broke down the door, and looked down at Sparrow.
"Good work Mr. Brown, you-"Norrington was cut off by Claire.
"Yeah, Brown did ALL that. That's NOT why Will has a weapon in his hand, and it is NOT why Will is covered in dirt." Claire said.
Norrington gave Claire a mean look, and yelled out, "SHE JOINS THE PIRATE! CUFF HER!" Norrington yelled.
Two goons put irons on Claire wrists, and Cille suddenly realized why she wasn't protesting… She wanted all of the three girl to go their sperate ways and meet up later. That's how Claire is. Adventurous.
"No! She meant it not!" Will Yelled not wanting to get Evelyn's friend in trouble.
"Quiet!" Norrington yelled.
"Norrington! She's just a lady!" Will insisted.
"Will I'll be fine." Claire said.
"Turner, would you like to join her, or will you shut your mouth?" Norrington asked Will.
"Norrington-" Will started, but was cut off by Claire.
"Will, shush, I WILL be fine." Claire said. The goons led Claire, and Jack out. Well actually they dragged Jack out cuz he was unconscious, so his head hit various objects by an 'accident'.
Cille and Will
"I cannot believe her!" Will yelled.
Will and Cille were alone in the Shop. Mr. Fatty (a.k.a. Mr. Brown) had left for the night.
"She in inconsiderate, -" Will was about to continue, when Cille cut him off.
"Will, she left on purpose. First, you couldn't leave because…. You have a part to do, so she sacrificed herself on purpose. All five of us will meet again…" Cille said.
"How do you-?" He asked.
"Don't ask. Never question… anyway, get started on that sword. Something big is going to happen tonight…" Cille said.
"Alright. Tell me now." Will said.
"Fine. I shall. Uhm… Let's see now… I am so smart, I can connect all of my theories, and time dates, that I can see the future." Cille said. Will stared at her.
"Alright… I'll get started on that sword then." Will said.
Cille sighed. That was the worst thing she had ever said! It had made no sense at all! She mentally slapped herself.
She sighed, and offered Will if she could help.
Evelyn
"I AM BORED OUT OF MY SOCKS! SOMEONE HELP MEEEEEEE!" Evelyn yelled. She'd been 'home' for about an hour, and she was bored crapless.
"Miss. You must be getting to bed!" A maid said. Evelyn sighed, and nodded.
"NOTHING BETTER TO DO AROUND HERE!" She yelled.
A little later when Evelyn was dressed to go to bed. Evelyn was fiddling with the medallion… but covered it in her fist when a maid came.
"That was quite a day you had Miss Swann." Said the maid.
"HELL NO! No bloody entertainment for me! I NEED SUGAR! Do you have any sugar?" Evelyn asked. The maid's eyes widened.
"Uhm. Yes, I have a sugar cube…" The maid gave Evelyn a sugar cube. Evelyn ignored the question in her head, 'Why the hell does SHE have a sugar cube?' when she realized, Duh, she's a maid!
"Thank you! Now good night!" Evelyn said, and ate the sugar cube. Evelyn laid down to sleep, but when the maid left, she sat up, and got out of bed. She combed her hair back, and into a high pony tail. She fingered the medallion. The lights went out.
"AW COME ON!" Evelyn yelled. She then got ready for what was about to happen.
Jack and Claire
"THE HILLS ARE ALIIIIIIIVE WITH THE SOUND OF MUSIIIIIIC!" Claire sang in the jail cell. Jack bolted awake.
"Oh good, you're awake." Claire said.
"Yea' thans' to yer singin'." Jack said. Claire smiled.
"Oh you liked it? THANKS!" Claire exclaimed.
Jack looked around, and sat up.
"Yer bein' 'anged in the morning too?" Jack asked Claire.
"I'm not being hanged, and neither are you." Claire said.
" 'Ow do ye know tha'?" Jack asked. Claire's eyes widened.
"I……I…..CAN'T REMEMBER!" Claire yelled.
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Heh heh… there you have it folks! Well, I can't update for a while (month) From June 17 (tomorrow) - July 16, cause, I'm going to Denmark in Europe! YEY! My home land! (Or so it feels like to me)
