Hiya Everyone!!! Here is the next chapter. My friend finally e-mail me this chapter. She said that there was this part in here that is from star wars and that there is some more violets in here. And she still hasn't told me was rating she wants this to be, so help me out here should this still be T or change it. Thanks and peace out!

Ch. 4

Jack Sparrow was lying in his cell. To most it would appear he was doing nothing, but this was not the case. In fact, he was trying to conjure up an escape, but without much progress. He sighed and sat up in the hay. What was that? He felt something rough underneath his hand. Hoping it would help him escape, Jack dug underneath the hay and pulled out the object. It was a medium-sized rock. He shook his head disgustedly. A bloody rock wasn't going to do him any good. Wait a minute…perhaps it could help. If he remembered correctly, a guard would pass this way in a few minutes. The guard didn't have the keys on him, but…

A plan started to form in Jack Sparrow's mind. He leaned against the wall and relaxed. All that was left before he could set his plan in motion was to wait.

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The guard was doing what he usually was doing- making rounds by the jail cells. It was rather boring, but at least it was something to do. Still…it was extremely dull. He wished something would happen. Thunk! He fell as something hard and rough hit the side of his head.

"Sorry, mate." Jack leaned through the bars and over the now-unconscious guard and reclaimed the rock. He pocketed it. It could come in handy again later. Jack stuck his hands back through the bars and picked up the soldier's rifle. He grabbed the bayonet and yanked it out. He grinned, pleased. Now he could get to work on the lock. Jack pushed the pointy end of the bayonet into the door of the cell and started to work it around. Perhaps a little more to the left would do it…no, a little more to the right. Click! Jack pushed the door open with a pleased grin. He briefly stopped and bent over the soldier. "He'll be alright," he muttered to himself. He walked over to the wall that had his effects hanging on it. As he put them on, he thought about how he'd get out of the jail itself without alerting the guards to his presence. It wouldn't be too hard. He'd just do it the same way he did when Will broke him out a few months earlier. Shouldn't be too hard, Jack thought to himself. Not too hard at all. And if anyone does see me…well…I'll figure somethin' out. After all- He grinned to himself. I'm Captain Jack Sparrow!

All of a sudden, that gave Jack an idea that he just couldn't resist. He looked around for any kind of paper or parchment. He spied a table in the corner and walked over to it. Laid out on it was everything he would need. He smiled to himself as he scribbled something on it. He'd drop it off at the dear Commodore's in a little while. But for now, he just had to get out of this prison.

A few minutes later, he was keeping to the shadows outside and making his way toward the Commodore's office. He quickly arrived at his destination and slid the paper underneath the door. Then he started to walk back to his ship. Something was definitely telling him that Will's disappearance wasn't an accident. Once he got to the Pearl, he'd have the crew start to sail toward Tortuga. He could find out anything he wanted to know there. But for now, he'd just get back to the ship. He grinned again. That note was just an opportunity he couldn't miss.

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The next morning, all of Port Royal was in an uproar. The famed pirate Jack Sparrow had escaped again, leaving no clues as to where he had gone. Rumors were spreading that he had vanished from the guards' sight as they led him to jail. The townspeople knew he must have been captured and escaped because there were at least twice as many soldiers running around and on every single one's lips was the name "Jack Sparrow." Commodore Norrington sighed. Why couldn't he ever have Jack Sparrow in jail long enough to deal out punishment? He just couldn't understand it. At this point in his thoughts, he reached the door to his office and unlocked it. As he opened it, he noticed that there was a piece of paper on the floor and it was addressed to him. It didn't appear to be anyone's handwriting that he knew. He picked it up, wondering what it could possibly be. He walked inside, shut the door and sat down at his desk. He'd see about the places Sparrow could be hiding in a bit. Right now, his curiosity was getting the better of him. He opened it, and as he read its contents, he turned pink. He slammed the note down on the desk and rolled his eyes in disgust. The note had read:

Hello, Commodore! Couldn't resist writing this note, mate. By now, I imagine, you have discovered my escape, and, since I am unable to tell you in person, here is the message: This is the day you shall always remember as the day you almost caught CAPTAIN Jack Sparrow!

Of all the annoying things to do, this had taken the cake. It was remarkable, that man's confidence. Simply remarkable.

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Will was sleeping in his cell and dreaming. He dreamed that Elizabeth and he were walking along the beach at Port Royal. They were laughing together at something. Then the scene changed. They were sitting in a large field, now. They were just sitting and enjoying each other's company. Then, he and Elizabeth melted away and he was watching a young couple on a picnic together. There was a young man with brownish-blonde hair and blue eyes. He had a single braided lock of hair; the rest was cut short. He was talking and laughing with a beautiful woman. She had long, wavy brown hair and brown eyes. The woman was wearing a yellow dress. She seemed to like the young man very much and vice versa. He tried to hear what they were saying to each other, but he couldn't make it out. The woman said something to the man. Will couldn't make out what she was saying, but he could hear the man's laughing response. "Oh, no, I'd be much too afraid to tease a Senator." The woman started giggling. Soon, the two were laughing at each other and frolicking around in the meadow. Then the scene faded away, and Will slept on with no more dreams.

Will was soon awakened by a rough hand shaking him. "Wake up, boy!" He opened his eyes as a scurvy-looking pirate hauled him to his feet. Will remembered him. He had seen him on deck when the two called Stephens and Luwar dragged him back to his cell. Will's thoughts returned to the present as the pirate shoved him forward towards the doorway of the cell. The pirate roughly stopped him and stepped in front of him. He then proceeded to tie Will's hands to either side of the cell's doorway. As the pirate exited the brig, Will started bracing himself for more torture. The wounds on his back were still fresh, but he had a feeling that these pirates didn't stop until their unfortunate victim was half-dead. Once again, his thoughts returned to the present as the original corsair returned accompanied by two others. One chuckled as the other two moved toward Will. They grabbed his arms and held him tightly. Will started struggling as the remaining pirate pulled out a vial containing an unpleasant-looking amber liquid. Will fought against them all the harder when the pirate walked over and grabbed his jaw. As the man forced the liquid down his throat, Will felt a burning sensation. The pirates let go of him and stepped back. Will cried out as the poison started to take effect as it spread throughout his body. His insides felt as if someone had placed a fire in him and was slowly burning him to crisp. He writhed around wild-eyed and pulled at his bonds so tightly that they dug deep into his wrists, drawing blood. He struggled and jerked as the poison took even more effect, crying out all the while. Then he went limp.

One of the pirates went over to him, took a look, and growled back to another, "Ye gave 'im too much, Andrews, ye idiot! Captain wanted 'im awake so he'd feel it the whole time!"

Andrews retorted, "Well, at least he'll still be feelin' sore after he comes to!"

The first pirate sighed impatiently. "Well, 'e's knocked out now, so we might as well take a break 'til 'e wakes up."

The other two glanced his way. " Guess yer right. Can't do anything about it now. We'll just tell the Cap'n he passed out early."

"Agreed."

Before the pirates returned on deck, though, they walked over to Will and cut off a piece of bloody cloth from the unconscious Will's shirt. Cap'n said he wanted it for a message of some sort.

As the pirates went up the stairs, they were talking amongst themselves about how they hadn't been able to have as much fun lately, as there hadn't been many prisoners. But now, they were quite fortunate, as this one was particularly special, and they were glad that the captain wanted this one injured as much as possible. That was a very good thing for them. A very good thing indeed.

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"I told you not to just get the piece of 'is shirt! I told you to get that ring that was on 'is finger as well!" Corlona was yelling at the three pirates who had been torturing Will. Those idiots. Couldn't they do anything right? Give them a simple instruction and they botch it up. He was glad that his first mate and his bo'sun weren't that dumb.

"We're sorry, Cap'n." The trio cringed under his scornful eye.

"Go and get it now. And if ye fail this time as well, I'll have yer hides."

They quickly left to get the ring. As they returned with the band that had been on Will's finger, Corlona stretched out his hand. They placed the ring in it and respectfully stepped back. Corlona uttered one word, "Dismissed." The three pirates made a fast exit, as they weren't too keen on getting targeted by the moody captain's anger again. After they were gone, Corlona examined the ring closely. Hmm…it was a simple ring, with no elaborate designs, but it had been on the ring finger on Will's left hand when he was brought in…an engagement ring perhaps. Corlona gave a sinister smile to himself. Perhaps this was the key to his revenge. Yes…if he could manipulate Will enough with mental as well as physical torture, then...Yes…it would undo Sparrow to have to kill his best friend. Then he, James Corlona could enjoy the sweetness of revenge by killing Sparrow himself. Yes…Will Turner was indeed the key.

Okay that's it for now. Review and Peace out!