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Chp. 2 Mysterious Figures

Jack jolted himself awake. He was in the captain's quarters of the Black Pearl. He shook his head to clear it and put on his coat and hat, which were lying on the chair at his desk where he had carelessly thrown them the night before. Now the desk was cluttered with maps, parchment, and spilled ink. He went outside and let the cool ocean breeze blow on his face. He climbed up to the crow's nest and looked out on the horizon, where he saw a black land form: Tortuga.

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Elizabeth walked through the busy streets of Port Royal looking at all the shops and merchants on the streets. All of the sudden a randomly huge gust of wind blew off her hat. She chased it down the street, and just as she was about to reach for it, someone stepped on it. She looked up into the face on the tall, handsome, young blacksmith; William Turner. He picked up the hat and handed it to her.

"Will, why aren't you working in the shop today," she asked him as she dusted off her hat.

"I was delivering an order to Commodore Norrington and I thought I'd come see you, but it seems that the winds have brought us together," he answered.

Elizabeth smiled and looked up at the sky. "It looks as if a storm is coming, but that's not it,"she commented. They started to walk together as they talked.

"What is it then?"

"Jack's coming, or he's near."

"What?"

"Every time the Black Pearl is near the winds change. It wasn't Barbossa and his crew's curse, it's the ship it's self... Wouldn't it be nice if he came for the wedding?"

Will nodded and thought of Jack Sparrow, the man that had become the sort of fatherly figure to him.

"It's been two years since Commodore gave him a head start, he has no desire to find Jack, or put him in prison. If he and his crew get out of hand with their pirating then I see why he'd be after him, but we haven't heard anything from Jack in these past two years."

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That night, Jack, Anamaria, and Gibbs were sitting at a table in the corner of the Faithful Bride Inn tavern. Jack was engaging Anamaria, and Gibbs in conversation while the barmaid was off getting threetankards of rum for the anxious pirates (Jack being the most anxious).

"We're getting closer to Port Royal" he whispered to Ana, and Gibbs.

"So," Anamaria retorted, knowing exactly where this conversation was turning, and it was territory that she was all too familiar with, and she didn't want to revisit it.

"Would you mind if we stopped there?"

"Are we bringing any certain people with us?"

Jack smiled. "Maybe."

Anamaria frowned at him "No."

"Come on luv."

"No."

"I'm the captain."

"Fine, but if they come, then they have to pull their own weight."

Gibbs nodded in approval, and drank deeply from his tankard of rum. Jack, and Anamariasuddenly realized that the barmaid had returned during their row. "Next stop Port Royal," Jack said as they clinked their tankards together.

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Will pounded metal the rest of the night, and was late in finishing. Once he was done, he laid his swords in a pile that he was to bring to the Commodore in the morning,and he left the shop and headed towards the docks. The wind was still blowing fiercely, but to him it felt good on his hot and sweaty face. Once he reached the docks he found Elizabeth sitting at the end of one, staring into the water. He went over to her and sat down next to her. She remained silent and looked at the horizon. "I didn't know that you were going to be looking for him too. Isn't your father going to be mad," Will finally broke the silence.

"He's in England, he left today." She didn't even bother to tear her eyes away from the harbour.

"I was thinking about Jack while I was working on a sword, how we had dueled in the shop."

"When?"

"It was right after he had threatened you. I found him hiding in the shop, and since I wouldn't let him leave we dueled."

"Who won?"

"I don't know... He cheated. He almost shot me."

"Why?"

"Because I wouldn't move away from the door."

Elizabeth put her head on his shoulder. "You're very stubborn. You know that William Turner? But I still love you," she smiled, and turned to look at him. "Tell me more."

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Jack sat, talking with Barbossa that night.

"Why do you want revenge against me? I lifted the curse," Jack nervously asked.

"You killed me!"

"It's better than being cursed all your life mate, but, I'm glad I'm not dead."

Barbossa laughed. "Your life is going to be turned upside down and inside out. Everyone in your life will suffer, and by the time it's all over you'll wish you were dead."

"I'm a pirate, I don't care about anyone." And then he laughed. "You can't make anyone suffer anyway, at least not internally, if you wanted externally, then I'd get to them before you."

Barbossa stared at him angrily. "The curse is back Jack, so face it! It can do whatever it wants to whomever it wants! So long as it knows their blood. Think about who's blood it's familiar with." He paused. "Watch your back in Port Royal."

Jack's eyes snapped open. "Will." he whispered. It took him a moment to realize that the Black Pearl was not moving. He put on his hat, coat, as he had before, and he grabbed a long dark brown cloak. He went out to the deck, and saw that it was now morning.

Gibbs walked over to him. "I didn't want to disrupt your sleep Cap'n but we're here."

Jack looked at Port Royal off in the distance, and old memories came flooding back. He could see the Dauntless docked in the bay, the fort where Elizabeth had fallen into the water, and he had gone to her rescue. Also the dock where he had threatened her by wrapping his irons around her neck, and had said "You will always remember this as the day that you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow," then he had pushed her away and swung around on a rope escaping by a bridge. He had run through the town and into the blacksmith's shop and straight into more trouble. He had found William Turner, he knew he looked familiar, but he couldn't place him until he had come to break him out of jail. His last adventure with the lad had started and ended here. Yes, Port Royal held too many memories, he thought to himself. Too many.

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Elizabeth walked around the docks the next day checking the horizon every so often, but there was still no sign of Jack, the wind however had picked up it's speed greatly. As she walked through the docks she noticed that there were several men, hooded and cloaked, in black. She had gone to see Will this morning and he had told her to stay away from the docks because of them. He had also asked her to stay in the shop because he didn't want her walking back to the governor's manor alone. But while he was gone delivering swords to Gillet she had snuck out. Now she noticed that one of the figures was staring at her, and even though she could not see it's face she could feel it's gaze. She turned and started to walk to the beach and when she turned around she noticed that the one who had stared at her was following her.

DUN, DUN, DUN !

Ok, maybe not long, and engaging, but I suck at beginnings. I promise though, soon it get's so much better, and my writing get's better, see I've had this saved on my computer for a while, so I had to change some of it for Fan Fic. Net, but some of it I lost when computers were switched, and so I'll have to completely retype that, and around chp. 8, it's saved on my laptop upstairs. So, it will get better, just bear with me. Alright, well, I'll update soon; laters! (It's from Bend it Like Beckham!)

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