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Chapter 4

The Pub

Jack stopped outside the fort and turned to the girl who was still following him. "Oh right, off you go, yer free." Jack said to the girl before he scrambled down a steep bank he had noticed was the quickest route to the nearest pub. The bank was extremely jagged and rocky. His arms flailed about as he hastily ran down the hill. Just when he made it to the bottom he stumbled. Jack was well on his way to doing a face plant on the hard cobblestone walkway when someone caught him before he hit the ground.

"Thanks mate." Jack said before looking up in surprise to see it was the girl again. "How'd you get down here before me? Oh, never mind. I told you that your free. Go on now." He said taking a step toward the pub. The girl followed suit.

"Now I know you can understand me or you wouldn't be following me in the first place." The girl looked on in the same stoic manner. "Are ye a bit slow as well as being mute too maybe?" Jack thought out loud.

"Now - you - free." he said in a loud slow voice over pronouncing each word. He reached out to gently touch her shoulders. "You - go - home - now." Jack said all the while turning the girl in the opposite direction of the path he was taking. "Go on now. Shoo." He said making shooing motions behind her with his hands. The girl looked over her shoulder and gave him an odd glance but left and disappeared into the shadows.

Bloody shame, Jack thought to himself as he entered the tavern. Such a good looking lass too, but unfortunately not the brightest candle in the drawer. He found himself a spot next to a drunk with his head laying on the table. It wasn't long before he noticed a noxious odor coming from him. Jack furrowed his brows and with a look of disgust took his foot and gingerly slid the man to the far side of the table. The man didn't stir even when Jack moved him.

At the next table he could overhear two men having a heated argument. Not at all odd for this atmosphere. Jack motioned to the barmaid to bring him a pint of rum. The argument at the next table seemed to get louder. The barmaid returned to Jack with his drink and he relaxed for a moment taking in the show at the table next door. From what he could make of it one of the men, the slender one in his mid twenties, was disagreeing with a very muscular short man about an issue regarding a woman in the bar. Jack heard the larger man refer to the other as Bootstrap. (a/n remember, Will was the spitten image of his father Bootstrap). From what Jack could make of the argument, The young man named Bootstrap was angry about the other man's maltreatment of the woman. Leaning forward a bit Jack could make out the woman. She was rather young and seemed out of place. The shorter man, who Jack now knew as Goyle just seemed angry in general and willing to fight about anything. He was holding on to the young girl apparently with intentions of leaving with her. The girl screamed as Goyle pulled her close to him and started kissing on her neck.

"That's it! Unhand her!" Bootstrap exclaimed pulling out his cutlass and pointing it at Goyle.

"We've been out ta sea for three months Bootstrap. A man 'as needs." Goyle threw the girl in the direction of one of his friends and she fell to the floor before reaching him. One of Goyle's accomplices reached down and lifted her to her feet by her long brown hair and held her by it. Goyle brandished his cutlass and held it to Bootstrap's tan throat.

After seeing the girl being thrown to the floor Jack stood up and smoothly approached the man who had a hold of the girl. "Now that wasn't called for, was it?". Seconds later Jack took the man by the hair and bounced his head off a nearby table." The man fell passed out to the floor and the girl escaped. Jack then brandished his cutlass and stood next to Bootstrap.

Bootstrap turned to look at Jack. "Mighty obliged Mate."

"Saw you were a bit outnumbered." He said also seeing an opportunity to acquire his first new crew member. He liked Bootstrap. Jack had never believed in the mistreatment of women himself.

"And now I think I'm gonna gut the two of yous like pigs." Spit flew out of Goyle's mouth as he said this.

Jack put his fingers on Goyles blade gently lowering the blade from Bootstraps throat giving him and opportunity to back away. "If you kill em, I will be out the first member of my new crew then wouldn't I?" Jack said turning to look at Bootstrap who seemed surprised at first but then nodded to Jack in acceptance of his offer.

"And who are you?" Split flew from Goyle's mouth onto Jack when he said this.

Jack gave Goyle a look of dissatisfaction and wiped the spittle from his face before continuing. "The name is Captain Jack Sparrow. Me and Mr. Bootstrap here will be leaving now."

"You ain't going no wheres. You cost us a good time with all ye bleeden morals!" Goyle retorted "Now ye gonna pay!"

Bootstrap started to say something when Jack interupted him. "Now don't do anything stupid mate." Jack had noticed that three other pirates had joined Goyle in the disagreement.

One of the men with Goyle pulled a double barreled pistol and aimed it in Jack's general direction. Just then Jack's reluctantly released slave girl appeared and stepped between them. "What on . . . I thought I told you to go? Your gonna get yourself hurt now move along!" Jack said trying to coax her away. She only moved back to where she was between Jack and the other pirates.

"Well, what do we 'ave here. Got a woman fighten' for ya now? Goyle seethed. "Just want you to know that after I kill ye, I'll be have 'n my way wit 'er."

"I have a feeling that won't be happening." Bootstrap said taking his sword and pointing it directly at Goyle. "You'll have to go through me first."

Goyle smiled a half toothless grin and said. "Have it your way mate." He grabbed the pistol from his mate. Goyle then cocked it and got ready to fire at Bootstrap.

Like lightning the young slave girl kicked Goyle square in the chest sending flying over a table behind him. She then turned to the goon who was standing next to Goyle and sent out her fist connecting square with his jaw. The man grabbed her arm and spun her around so her back was facing him. She immediately stomped on his instep causing him to bend forward. She threw her head backwards and busted him in the nose with the back of her head knocking him cold.

Meanwhile Jack and Bootstrap had taken on the other two in a fierce sword battle. The whole bar had began to fight amongst themselves. Any reason for a good brawl. It didn't seem to take much incentive to get the regular patrons agitated. Jack and Bootstrap were fighting back to back while turning clockwise in a seemingly choreographed manner fighting the two pirates. The girl had just finished knocking another random man out with a chair when she noticed Goyle rising from where she had knocked him down earlier.

Enraged, he pointed his pistol at her.

Jack saw this as it was happening and finished off his immediate adversary and instinctively ran toward the girl in an effort to push her out of harms way.

Goyle cocked his weapon and pulled the trigger.

The pistol went off and caught Jack in the upper right side of his chest just as he reached the girl pushing her to safety. Jack spun around and then stood there for a moment putting his hand to his bleeding wound. In a rather dazed manner he muttered something about not being able to finish his rum then fell to the floor. With blinding speed Jack's newly freed slave flipped like a gymnast across the room toward Goyle and took the scoundrel's pistol from him and used it as a club to knock him out. Bootstrap now had his cutlass out and stood next to the girl ready to defend Jack.

Jack wounded? Wonder what will happen to him? Two new peeps reviews will let you see. :) That isn't asking much is it?