Chapter 4: Jailhouse Escape

Jack woke up to a thud. He looked around and saw Angie sitting against a wall, banging her head against it.

"'ey…what'r ya doin'?" Jack asked, sitting up. Angie stopped and looked at him, as the sound of cannon fire reached their ears. "I know those guns!" Jack said, getting up to look out the little window in the cell. "It's the Pearl."

Angie got up to see what was happening but they both e had to jump away from the window as a cannonball flew through the wall creating a hole in the wall of the adjoining cell.

"My sympathies Miss. You an' your friends have no manne' of luck a' all." The prisoner from the previous night said as he, and his cell mates escaped through the hole that was only a couple of feet from being in their cell as well.

"It'll be alrigh' luv…jus' you wai' and see." Jack said, wrapping his arms around her comfortingly.

Suddenly, two soldiers rolled down the stairs.

"EY! This ain' the armory!" Two pirates came walking down the stairs and immediately noticed Jack in the cell.

"Well well…Ifin it ain't Captain Jack Sparrow. Last we saw o' you, you were on a godforsaken island in the middle o' nowhere, shrinkin' into the distance." The first Pirate, with a long scar on his cheek said while walking to the cell. (for lack of a better name we'll call him Rafe till I find his real name.)

"Ya…his fortunes ain't improved much." Commented the second Pirate, who had a long scraggly beard. (we'll call him sweets)

"Worry bout yourselves Mate. The darkest circles of hell are reserved for betrayers…and mutineers." Jack said before Sweets grabbed him by the throat.

"You know nothing of hell." Sweets replied venomously.

"So there is a curse, that's interesting." Jack said, looking at sweets arm which was now bathed in sunlight, appearing skeletal. Sweets let go of Jack and the two pirates stalked out of the jail.

The next morning

In the morning soon after the sun rose, the man Jack had fought with the previous day ran into the jail carrying three swords and a hatchet.

"I need your help, they've taken Elizabeth and I cannot rescue her alone."

Jack looked at him a moment before he replied, "The way I see it…it is now the Commodores problem."

"Think about it Jack, "Angie began softly, holding his arm," hang today, or go with him and live to see the sun rise on the horizon for another adventure before we die."

Jack looked Angie in the eye for a moment with great longing, pondering over her statement. He slowly turned to the man.

"What's yer name?" He asked.

"William Turner."

"Good strong name," Jack began, earning him a few odd looks from the girls." NO doubt named for yer father aye?"

"Yes…how-"

"Alrigh' ive change me mind." Jack said, interrupting Will. "If you can spring us from this cell than I promise-"

"We promise." Angie said, standing up and moving to Jack's side.

"We?" he whispered, unsure of that idea.

"Yes." She replied leaving no room for argument.

"Alright then…we swear by pain of death to help you save your…bonny lass," Jack said holding his hand out," do we have an accord?"

"Will took Jacks hand in a strong grip, and then turned around to pick up a bench that had been sitting against a wall.

"Right then, these are half pin barrel hinges, with the proper elevation and pressure they should lift free." Will said as he used he bench as a lever and lifted the door free. "I don't know if you can use these or not but better safe than sorry." He said as he helped the girls out of the cell, handing them each a sword.

Angie looked at him with an evil grin before she professionally unsheathed the sword, twirled the sword around and replaced it into the scabbard. "Come on…someone will have heard that." He said, slightly dazed.

"Not without my effects." Jack said as he walked over to a wall adorned with hooks and grabbed his hat, sword, and pistol. When he had them all attached where they belonged the group ran out of the jail.

They ran for what seemed like hours until Jack stopped under a bridge that showed a great view of both of the Royal Navy's best ships, the Interceptor an the Dauntless.

"We're going to steal that ship?" Will asked, staring at the Dauntless that was sitting out in the bay, not even thinking about the Interceptor since it was currently being loaded by dozens of soldiers.

"Commandeer…we're gonna commandeer that ship, and not return it." Jack said, pointing to the Interceptor. The two girls looked at Will and had to force down the laughter bubbling under the surface as his looked went from shock to almost panic. Then they took off toward the shore.