Thanks for your lovely commentsYuki Blossom, lena-hearts-jack, and GoneOutForSomeChicken.

GoneOutForSomeChicken, when I read your comment, I was eating a cookie. I couldn't stop laughing. I thought "wow, that was quick." Then I quickly began the second chapter.

Here's the next chapter! Please comment ans let me know your thoughts.

Enjoy!

Chapter 2: "Dreadful Deeds Revealed"

"Oh I'm sorry, uhh…miss" Jack pleaded apologetically.

"It's alright, mate" she replied while examining the bird. Then she extended her arm and gently placed the sparrow safely back in the cage. "But can I ask you while you're carrying around a bird?"

"umm…official business" Jack answered nervously. The woman quirked one eye brow, but Jack's bumbling manner suppressed any suspicion

"Really? What's your name?"

"Jack, Jack Sparrow"

"Nice to meet ya Jack, I'm Feronia. It seems like you're having a bit of trouble. Can I help you with anything?"

"Well I could use some ink and paper."

"Do you really think we have paper and ink here?" Feronia chuckled looking around at the meager straw huts, "But I can get ya some dye and papyrus that'll work just as well. Follow me."

Jack silently nodded and followed. He couldn't help but notice that she looked out of place in these surroundings. Not only the color of her skin but how she acted. Not to mention she was the only villager who spoke English. None the less, he was still grateful for her helping hand.

She led him into a hut. Inside numerous men sat on the floor talking. Some smoked. Others ate and drank rum. When Feronia entered they greeted her warmly. When Jack entered they eyed him distrustfully. All piercing eyes centered on him and the hut was filled with silence.

"Stay here," Feronia whispered as she approached the eldest man in the group. The two conversed in native tongue with the aged man constantly peering over at Jack with doubting eyes.

Jack vigilantly watched trying to avoid eye contact with any of the other men. He was impressed and surprised with how openly they greeted her. It appeared she had some standing and status in the village which only impressed him more since the settlement seemed primarily patriarchic. Jack watched as the two hugged and Feronia retuned to him with dye and Papyrus in hand.

She led him out of the hut and handed him the goods he requested. "Anything else?" She asked.

"um…no that will be all. Thank you"

Feronia nodded and began to walk off. "Feronia, can I ask you a question." Feronia stopped her strides and swung around to face Jack once again.

"Sure"

"How is it that you came to settle in this village. I mean obviously you weren't born here. Your English is too well spoken."

"How is it that you came here? Huh? Feronia snapped. Jack was stunned by her abrupt change in demeanor.

"I already told you official business" Jack retorted.

"Well then I guess, I'm here on 'official business' too!" She screamed, inches away from his face. Obviously he hit a sore spot. The she immediately stormed off, leaving a staggered Jack speechless.

When he finally snapped back to reality he noticed the sun had almost set. He had to get his findings to Beckett before the sun went down. He quickly scribbled down his observations, and rolled the papyrus into a small scroll.

He retrieved the sparrow from its cage and tied the scroll to its foot. He held the bird in his hand for a moment.

"Now, take this to Beckett," He whispered as he threw the bird in the air and watched it take flight.

Back on the Dauntless…

Beckett stood on deck, staring ashore. "Where the hell is Sparrow?" he thought out loud. Moments later he felt dampness on his right shoulder. He looked to find that a little birdie had left him a present. "Bloody hell!" he cursed as he scanned the sky for the culprit. He spotted a lone sparrow land on the helm of his ship. He watchfully approached the bird and noticed the scroll it possessed. Beckett snatched the scroll eagerly. As he read it, his lip curled into a wicked grin.

"Mercer!" he ordered. "prepare the cannons and longboats and arm the men. We raid the shore at dark. According to Sparrow's report we'll encounter little resistance from the local inhabitants."

"Does Sparrow know your plan and purpose, sir? Does he know that we are to transport these slaves to the Americas for profit?" Mercer questioned.

"I'm sure he'll figure it out." Becket smirked