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I would also like to give the biggest apology to you all. I am very sorry for not updating sooner, I just had a major case of writer's block. But here you go! It's here now! smiles nervously…am I forgiven? 

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Anyways, here's the story!

Chapter three – Revelations

Jack slowly opened the door, grimacing as it made a long squeaky whine, and he prayed that no-one had heard it. After looking around and finally deciding that the coast was clear, he tiptoed out into the hallway and made his way down the stairs.

'This is all too easy.' He thought. 'Shouldn't an orphanage have better 'security' than this?'

As his hand touched the cold metal of the door handle, a strong smell tickled his nose.

'The smell of rotten eggs and fish…'

He quickly shut his eyes as he heard a large creaking sound behind him, as if the tighter he squeezed them shut, the more chance he had of not being seen. Unfortunately for him, this was not the case, and he winced as a clammy (and somewhat chubby) hand grabbed his shoulder, holding it tight.

"And where exactly do you think you're going, Sparrow?"

The hand forced him around, giving him no other option than to look straight at the source of the horrible, raspy voice. Of course, in Jack Sparrow's case, there was always another option, and this one was not to see the owner of the voice. His eyes were too tightly shut to be able to see a thing.

"Open your eyes. Come on, enough monkey business Sparrow."

Jack didn't open his eyes, but instead his mouth. "I fail to see how the name 'Sparrow' gives you the image of a monkey. I mean, they're a totally different spe-"

"ENOUGH! Sparrow, open your eyes now!"

Jack sighed. He slowly began to open one eye, but shut it again quickly. Taking a big breath, he stuck out his chest bravely and opened his eyes, much to his dismay. The dreaded monobrow was looking at him… as well as the angry Headmistress.

"Would you care to tell me why you were about to leave the building at three o'clock in the morning, Sparrow?" Mrs Rodgers asked, her beady little eyes glaring angrily at him.

Jack paused, thinking for several seconds before answering. "No. Not really."

This answer earned him another hard glare from the Headmistress.

"Alright then, I confess. It was my intention to leave this here orphanage, pick up a horse and carriage in Queenstown, ride across deserts, fields and mountains, make my way to the nearest port, join a pirate crew, hence ridding you of my annoying presence. Savvy?"

The awkward and somewhat deadly silence that followed this surprisingly witty remark replaced any confidence Jack once possessed with stone-cold dread. Dread that was mainly being brought forth by that damned monobrow, twitching in anger at him, the beady eyes becoming even angrier and more squinted than Jack had ever seen them before. In short, Mrs Rodgers angry self was causing Jack considerable mental harm, as she was making him fear for his very life.

Not all that surprising really.

"Wha-…what did…what the hell did you just say?" The stocky woman said shakily, breathing quickly and shaking rather violently, making Jack take a step back in fear that the Headmistress was about to explode. After all, he didn't really want the woman's stinky fish and egg guts all over him (not really a pleasant thought, after all).

"Don't you EVER SAY THE WORD PIRATE WITHIN THESE WALLS AGAIN!" Rodgers screamed suddenly, causing Jack to jump a metre in the air. Her voice seemed to echo within the empty corridors, giving Jack horrible recognition of the fact that he was, indeed, alone. Alone with Rodgers…in the middle of the night…and the woman was about to explode.

"You're going into the Punishment Room, that's where you're going, you little bird!" She hissed, spraying spit all over Jack's face. She grabbed Jack, (who was attempting to dry his face with his sleeve) by the wrist and dragged him upstairs, past the closed bedroom doors of his fellow orphans, through the dark and stale-aired corridor and up yet another flight of stairs to the attic. Rodgers flung open the door angrily, almost breaking it off its hinges, and roughly pushed Jack inside.

"You'll stay here till I come and get you, and hopefully you'll learn to appreciate the life you have here. I could have let you die while you were still a young'un, but I was kind and I took you in. All you have ever been is trouble, and you're going to stay here until realise how lucky you are."

She slammed the door behind her, and Jack heard the scraping of the key in the lock. He turned around and took in his surroundings.

The attic was not all that different from his room. Just bigger, and it had a window.

'A really big window.' Jack thought, smiling. He made his way over to said-window, and looked down. Although the attic was rather high from the ground, it was still possible to climb out of the window and make his way down the vines to the ground,

"And off to freedom…" Jack sighed.

"Good luck getting out of the window, mate. You're not going to be free with that plank stopping you from opening it."

Jack started, and twirled around. Behind him stood a young girl, about his age, with light blonde hair, tied into two loose plaits. She was wearing a dusty coloured shirt, presumably once white but dirtied from lack of care, and a short pleated brown skirt. But no shoes. Just dirt covered feet. Obviously another child that was going through punishment for her bad behaviour. One that Rodgers probably forgot about.

"I'm Sahirah, but you can call me Sari. What's your name?" She asked.

"Jack. Jack Sparrow. Pleased to meet your acquaintance, Sari." He replied. "So, what do you mean 'good luck getting out of the window'?"

"I've tried. See that plank there? Covering the bottom of the window?"

"Yeah."

"It's covering the latches you need to unclip to be able to open the window. That plank is nailed to the wall. You'll never get it off, trust me."

Jack looked at the window, and saw that the plank was indeed stopping anyone from opening the window.

"Nothing's impossible, mate." He said, and flashed his trademark grin.

"How the hell did you do that?" Sari asked while she was making her way down the wall, clinging on to the vines. Jack was already on the ground, and was looking up at her.

"Like I said Sari, I'm Jack Sparrow. Savvy?" He replied.

"Savvy." Sari grinned as she landed with a soft thud on the ground next to him. "So where are we off to now, Jack? Are we going to go on grand adventures together?"

Jack turned to face Sari, a big grin appearing on his soft face. "Well, why not! Ever want to go on a pirate ship? Be part of a crew?"

"I thought girls were bad luck on pirate ships?"

"No, that's ladies Sari. You're not a lady yet. You're still a girl. Just like I'm a lad, not a man. See? You can come on great voyages with me, and we'll find a better life somewhere, and we can live by our own rules. Savvy?"

"Savvy." Sari replied, and together they made their way across the lawn and away from Black Hollow Orphanage.

There you have it! Another chapter! YAY! I hope its okay; I just wrote whatever came to my head. So please, review and PLEASE don't flame, it makes me depressed. 