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Alex and Mercy walked into the tavern. The Temptress had been in Port April for two days, and now that all the cargo was loaded, they were due to leave tomorrow. Alex headed to the bar to get their drinks. Mercy looked around the room, remembering when this was her life and how Alex saved her from that.

Flashback-

A 15 year old Mercy flashed her leg at an old man in the corner of a tavern. The man winked lewdly at her. Grimacing slightly, Mercy gave a wide smile and walked over there.

"'Ello mate, what can I do for yeh?" she asked him. The man laughed and roughly pulled Mercy onto his lap.

"'Ow much fer a pretty thin' like you?" he slurred, dumping a few coins on the counter. Mercy swept them up and placed the in her skirt. The man grinned and stood up, leading Mercy up a set of stairs and into a small room. The man began undoing the strings on the back of Mercy's dress, when suddenly the door banged open. A tall woman stalked into the room, wielding a cutlass. The old man cowered in the corner.

"Out." The woman boomed. The man quickly ran out the door. Mercy looked wide-eyed up at her. She looked in her mid-twenties. She walked over to Mercy and sat down on the bed, motioning for Mercy to do the same.

"What are yeh doin' here?" the woman asked. Mercy recognised that voice.

"Alex?" she whispered. It couldn't be. Mercy hadn't seen Alex for 6 years! The woman nodded. Mercy jumped up and hugged Alex tightly around the neck. Alex began to laugh.

"What are you doing here?" Mercy asked her.

"Well I came into port for supplies. I'm a captain now. I was going to leave when I hear of you doing this." Alex said, motioning to Mercy's undone strings. Mercy looked down, ashamed.

"I have to make a living somehow." She said quietly. Alex put a hand on her shoulder. Suddenly Alex had an idea.

"How would you like to come with me?" she asked. Mercy looked up, hopeful.

"Now of coarse you would start out as a cabin girl or something, or helping the cook, nothing big, but it's better than this." Alex continued. Mercy smiled widely.

"Of coarse!" Mercy cried and latched onto Alex once more.

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Mercy smiled. Alex had introduced her to the crew and slowly Mercy worked her way up to first mate. She then met Patrick and now at 18, she felt that life couldn't get better.

Mercy walked over to a table and sat down, waiting for Alex. She looked at the door and noticed a man walk in. He had kohl around his eyes and a tri-corner hat sitting atop his head. He wore a red sash and a dirty white shirt, which was slightly covered by a large brown coat. His brown breeches were tucked into a pair of large brown boots. He reminded her of Alex. Mercy narrowed her eyes at him. This man meant trouble.

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Jack walked into the tavern, looking around. Sitting in the corner was a young girl. She had pale skin and black hair Jack thought for a minute and, being the cheeky bastard he is, came up with a n idea. He swaggered over to her (who looked old enough to be his daughter) and sat down. She glared at him. Shrugging it off, he winked lewdly at her.

"How much fer a night luv?" he whispered huskily.

SLAP! Jack's head whipped back and his cheek turned a bright red. He looked back to see the girl standing, chest heaving in anger. Jack stood as well.

"What's going on here?" a voice asked from behind him. Jack turned to see a woman in her late twenties, early thirties standing there holding two large glasses. She had a tan and big kohl eyes. She looked like a poster child of a pirate.

The woman sat the rum down on the counter.

"And who would you be?" Jack asked her. She smiled at him.

"Stephanie Thacker. This is my daughter Natalie Thacker. And you sir?" she asked. Jack opened his mouth to answer but 'Natalie' interrupted him.

"He thought I was a whore!" she yelled. Jack grinned.

"Can you blame me?" he asked innocently. He quickly jumped back in surprise as Natalie leapt at him. Stephanie quickly grabbed one of her arms, restraining her. Whispering something in her ear, Steph quickly calmed her down. The two then sat down. Steph motioned for Jack to do the same. He did, turning to face them.

"So, who are you?" Stephanie asked him.

"Cap'n Jack Sparrow at yer service." He replied, taking off his hat and giving a theatrical bow.

Stephanie raised an eyebrow slightly, and Natalie glared at him.

"Well captain Sparrow, it is a pleasure to meet you." said Stephanie, pushing a mug of rum towards him.

"Please join us for a drink."

Jack picked it up greedily and drunk it quickly.

A few hours later-

The two women had continued to but rounds of rum throughout the night. Quite drunk, Jack continued to wow them with his stories.

"And then they made me their captain. Captain o' the Black Pearl!" He yelled dramatically. Steph smiled at him.

"That was a wonderful story Jack, but can you tell me, what are you doing in Port April at this time of year?" she asked. Jack grinned.

"Well, can you keep a secret?" he slurred. Stephanie nodded eagerly. Jack continued.

"We're chasing this ship called the Temptress. They've been looting all our towns. So I'm planning to get rid o' them bastards. This captain DeGrae and his mate Mercy will rue the day he mess'd with Captain Sparrow!" he said, waving his arms around. The two women looked at each other in what Jack assumed was amazement (In actual fact is was amusement).

"Well, I haven't seen any ship like that around," Said Steph, "but we promise we will tell you if we do." Jack grinned at them.

"Well thank you for you time ladies, but it's 'bout time I left." He said, standing up and swaying a little. He bowed and turned, leaving swiftly.

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Alex watched Jack sway out the door. She then turned to Mercy, who looked worried.

"We're in trouble."