Sins of the Father
Chapter 1
"I could slit your throat now and there is nothing you could do about it." The young girl had her blade at the throat of a handsome young man. His soft brown hair was slightly longer than his collar. He had soft brown eyes that sparkled as if sharing a joke. "You could never do that you would miss me too, much. Besides who would let you beat them then." "Let me beat them have you gone daft," she asked as she released the young man. "Maybe but you let me go," the young man chuckled as he stood up. "I must get ready to go. I am presenting the new sword to Governor Swann." With that being said the young man stood up to full height.
(Jackie's View)
'He is so beautiful.' My eyes ran over the length of his body. He was tanned from the sun, of course, we do live in the Caribbean. His body was finely toned with muscles, which came from all of the black smith work he did. 'I need to clear my mind think about Norrington trying to kiss me, YUCK, that works.' "Will where is the sword that you finished I would like to look at it before you take it to the Swanns' house." I felt a heaviness settle in my chest knowing that he would see Elizabeth shortly. We had grown up together , the three of us. "It is here on my bed, if you want to see it," a voiced called out from a back bedroom. I hurriedly walked into Will's bedroom, 'Damn, he already has his shirt on." I walked over to the bed and pulled the sword from the sheath. I slowly let out the breath, I had apparently been holding. "Will, it is beautiful. You have out done yourself with this one." I looked over at Will, and he was shining at me for the compliment. Then I noticed a twinkle to his eyes that only appeared when he was up to something. "I still have a few minutes before I go, and while I wanted to wait until tomorrow to give you your birthday present, maybe I should give it to you now, Hmm." I became very excited but outwardly showed nothing, I had become good at wearing my mask of indifference. Will's eyes narrowed as he looked in my face. "No? You must want to wait until tomorrow." I quickly dropped the façade and let my excitement I felt shine in my eyes. "No now please." Will chuckled warmly. Chill bumps broke out along my skin as always when he laughs. Will's eye continued to meet my for a moment with an expression I did not understand. Finally he broke eye contact and went to a chest at the foot of his bed. Upon pulling out a wrapped package, he handed it to me. I unconsciously sat on his bed and he sat next to me silently watching. I slowly opened the package savoring the gift from my best friend. As I got my first look at the gift, I let out a quick breath of surprise. "Will I don't know what to say." "Well that's a first." For the first time ever I let him get away with a comment, that would usually bring a swift reply. Instead I threw myself against him hugging very tightly. "Jackie. Jackie. JACKIE! I can't breathe." I quickly let go. Will 's face looked astonished as he looked at me. His hand reached up to my face and I once again forgot to breathe. He wiped his hand across my cheek and came away with a wet hand. At first I did not comprehend, but then realized that tears had streaked down my face. The silence enveloped us . Finally Will broke through it, "I have never seen you cry," he voice was thick with emotion. "I have never received such a gift before." My eyes once again went to the gift. I was the most beautiful sword I had ever seen. The handle was intricately woven, but the blade gleamed. It was engraved with vines and flowers. Next to that were two daggers that had blade to match the sword. I hugged Will again though this time not quite as tightly. 'Thank you Will! I will cherish it always." I pulled back slightly and looked into his eyes. It felt like hours passed before Will turned his head and broke eye contact, but I am sure it was only minutes. Will stood and finished preparing to go. I watched as he attempted to tie back his hair with a ribbon. I laughed lightly and sat my gift to the side and stood going to him. I took the ribbon away from him, "Here let me do it." Will turned his back to me and I slid my hands through his hair loving the way it felt and pulled it back and tied it with the ribbon. Will gave me a brief hug and told me that he would be back as soon as he could . "Will you be going to the celebration this afternoon?" "No, I do not care to get anywhere near Norrington, if I am not allowed to cut him should he insult me." Will stiffened, "He is not still bothering you is he?" My mask quickly slid back in place. "One day he will cross the line and then…then I will put him on his back," I replied quietly. Will looked at me calmly thinking about what I said and then walked up to me kissed me on my forehead and turned to go. I stood there for a moment and then picked up the sword and daggers and moved to my own room. When Will had received his apprenticeship, he had bargained for me a place at the blacksmith's as well. Since we were 8 years old we had stood together. True I left from time to time going to sea, but I always returned. I waved the sword around the getting the feeling of it in my hand. It was well balanced and fit my hand like it was made for it, which I guess it was. Feeling extremely happy, I put the sword down and started getting dressed in the torture device they call women's clothing.
(Will's view)
I could not understand how I felt. Jackie had been my closest friend since the age of eight, but before today I had always thought I felt like siblings. What I felt for her today when she hugged me though was far from brotherly. Instead of feeling ashamed or horrified by these feelings, it felt right. She must never know though, I could not lose her and she had a way of running from things. As I arrived on the Swann's doorstep, I gave myself a mental shake, "Pull yourself together." I was directed to wait at the foot of the staircase for Governor Swann. Looking up I saw Elizabeth coming down the stairs.
"Will! It's so good to see you. I had a dream about you last night. About the night we met." Elizabeth gushed as she saw me. "Really Ms. Swann." Elizabeth made a face at me at me. "I have told you to call me Elizabeth." "I apologize but that would not be appropriate Ms. Swann," and motioned with my eyes above her head as her father approached. Governor cleared his throat before responding. "It is good to know that one of you does what's proper. Has my daughter been keeping you company." "Good Afternoon, sir. Yes, she has. I have your order." I watched as he looked over the sword and let out a breath as he expressed his happiness with the final product. Turning to his daughter, Governor Swann motioned for his daughter to go ahead of him, "Well we must be going, let the blacksmith know that it really is a fine weapon." With that the door closed behind him, "why Will you made a nice sword, oh really thank you," I mumbled as I headed for the door myself. I had known Elizabeth almost as long as Jackie but not quite. I cared about both of them deeply, as they are the only people besides my mother that ever felt like family.
(Jackie's View)
I decided that I would try and straighten up the shop while I waited for Will to come back. I looked over at the blacksmith and couldn't not keep a grunt from escaping. "I can't believe he is such a drunk. I wonder how he made it before Will and me were taken in?" I continued picking up when suddenly I felt extremely light headed and dizzy. I decided it might be best if I laid down for a little while to clear my head. AHHH! I sat straight up in bed hearing the noise. Then I heard the donkey make a loud whining noise. I slowly stood up and straightened myself up before going to found out if the sword was well liked. As I looked around the corner, my heart stopped seeing the man standing there and blackness closed in around me again.
(Will's View)
When I got back to the shop and looked around briefly not seeing Jackie decided to start back to work. I walked over to my the fireplace. "Right where I left you," then walked to the table and saw my hammer. "Not where I left you." I looked around a saw a hat that I knew did not belong to any of us. Reaching for the hat something popped me smartly on the hand. Jerking my head up I saw a man with long back hair and a long beard. "You.. You're the one they are looking for the pirate!" I quickly looked around and saw Jackie laying on the floor. "What did you do to her?" The man followed my line of sight and spotted Jackie on the floor. "I didn't do anything to her. Unfortunately I did not even know anyone was here 'cept the drunk ov'ther . Ya look familiar, hav I thretnd you fore?" He looked at me with a puzzled expression on his face. "I make a point of avoiding familiarity with pirates." "Oi then it be ashame to put a black mark on ya record, so if you'll be excusen me." While he had his back turned to me I grabbed the nearest sword. "You think this wise boy, crossin blades with a pirate?" "You threatened Ms. Swann and my Jackie is over there on the floor." Pirate smiled slyly, "I only thretend her a little and once again I did not know the other wench was even here." Anger at his words rose in me, "Wench." I attacked him. We danced around the room neither of us gaining an advantage. Then the pirate backed off a little. "You do know what your doin Ill giv ya tha', " the pirate said, "but how is your footwork?" We continued this for a little way and then the pirate made his way to the door. I through my sword and it wedged itself in the door. The pirate attempted to pull open the door but it would not budge. Then he attempted to pull the sword out but could not get it. He then turned back to me. "That is a great trick. But once again you are between me and my way out and now you've no weapon." I grabbed a sword that was laying next me and the battle continued. The pirate knocked my sword from my hand, so I quickly grabbed another red hot from the fire. The pirate quirked his head to the side, "Who makes all dese swords?" I gave him an amused smile, "I do and I practice three hours a day with them." He chuckled a little, "ya needen to fin yourself a girl." With that I lunged at him again. Our blades were crossed high above our heads and he continued, "Or, perhaps the reason you practice three hours a day is tha' you've already found, an' are otherwise incapable of wooing said strumpet." Then he made to look at Jackie on the floor. I was really angry now how dare he look at Jackie, "Perhaps I practice three hours a day so that when I meet a pirate I can kill him!" We continued to trade blows back and forth, and then suddenly he threw ashes in my face, "That's not fair!" He gave me an innocent face, "Pirate," he reminded me. Then soldiers started banging on the door.
(Jackie's View)
I heard shouting as I came around. I slowly lifted my head in time to see the blacksmith crash down his bottle on the someone's head. The soldiers then burst through the room and quickly took possession of the man. As the hauled the man to his feet I got a good look at his face and all the color drained from mine. "Noo," I whispered . Will took notice of me then and thought I was upset because of the pirate. Will walked me back into my room. "Jackie are you all right, what did he do to you?" I quickly looked up, "Nothing, I fainted when I saw him." Looking at Will's face I could see him trying to make out the puzzle. He started again choosing his words very carefully, "Jackie, why would you faint just from seeing him." I looked down trying to quickly think of some lie I could tell him that he would believe. Suddenly his hand was under my chin moving my face so my eyes me his. "Do not try and lie to me, you know you cannot and we have known each other too long for you to not trust me." Tears welled in my eyes, "I don't know how to tell you," I whispered. He sat next to me and put his arm around my shoulders. Nothing was said so I thought I was getting out of telling the last secrets I had to him. Softly he broke the silence, "Start at the beginning."
I took a deep breath to steady myself. "Do you remember when we met." I felt rather than saw Will nod his head. "We met looking for a ship, so that we could find our fathers. Both of our mothers had passed away and we had no one else. You spoke of your father being a merchant sailor and I told you all I knew was that my father was all a sailor. You have never questioned me about what I did not tell you. Then as we became closer I found out more about you and we became closer than friends. I knew all of your loves and all of your hates. After that, well I just could not tell you the truth." My voice than caught in my throat. Will squeezed my hand. I looked up and into his eyes. "I always knew what my father did..does, he is a pirate." Tears slid down my face. "His name is Captain Jack Sparrow."
