Chapter 3
"How are we doing?" asked captain Jack Sparrow.
"Including those four? That gives us . . .four!" answered Mr. Gibbs. "And what's your story?" he asked the next person in line.
"My story? It's exactly the same as your story, just one chapter behind," answered Norrington. "I chased a man across the seven seas. The mission cost me my ship, my crew, and my life."
"Commodore?" asked Gibbs in shock.
"No not anymore, weren't you listening! I nearly had you all of company. I would have, if not for the hurricane." Norrington was now close to Gibbs face.
"Lord, you didn't try to sail through it!" exclaimed Gibbs.
"So do I make your crew or not? You have not said where your going . . ." Norrington shoved the table over, sending Gibbs to the floor. " . . .Somewhere NICE! So am I worthy to serve under Captain jack sparrow?!" Norrington spun around and pointed the gun at Jack. "Or should I just kill you now?'
"Your hired," answered Jack for Gibbs.
"Sorry . . .old habits." two pirates jumped Norrington, there were trying to protect their new captain. Norrington's gun went off and broke the rum bottle of some pirate at the bar. The enraged pirate took his anger out on the man next to him and all Hell broke loose in the 'Weeping Bride'.
Norrington took on anyone near him. Jack and Gibbs honored the oldest and noblest of pirate traditions and ran away. Amanda hid behind the bar table with Larry and the other bar maidens.
A young man was now assisting Norrington in his drunken sword fight. "Come on men! Who wants some? Form an orderly line and I'll have you all one by one. Come on, who's first?"
Suddenly the young man, who had just been fighting for Norrington, yanked Norrington's rum bottle away from him and hit him over the head with it. everyone in the room froze as Norrington fell to the ground unconscious. "I just wanted the pleasure of doing that myself!" the pirates cheered for the young man, then threw Norrington out into the muddy street.
Amanda reached his side at the same time as the young man. They both pulled him up out of the mud and filth. Then the young man said, in a rather girly voice, the exact same thing that Amanda had said earlier. "James Norrington, what has the world done to you?"