Chapter 1.
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"Dead." I stated smugly, thrusting my sword out under Will's throat and grabbing his one blade.
"You win...again," Will announced, sighing.
"You should actually try next time," I teased. We took one look at each other, and cracked up. Amidst our laughing, Will held out his hand. I returned my sword reluctantly.
"Good match," Will smiled, "you're really good with a sword."
"Thanks, you're not that bad yourself." I replied, smirking.
"Yes. Now all you need to do is get yourself a sword; and stop stealing all mine," Will scolded. I shrugged,
"Well, tis not my fault you have so many Lying around, it's just too convenient for me," I replied absentmindedly. As Will walked me towards the door, my mind travelled back to my first sword. With its hilt inlaid with silver and diamonds, it had been my prize possession; until a certain somebody had got me caught.
The sounds of heavy footfall and yelling jolted me back to reality.
"What's going on?" I asked Will, confused.
"I don't know but I'm going to find out." Will said taking out his sword and running out of the building.
I hesitated for a split second before picking up a sword and running after Will. I followed some random solider to the dock where I saw the person I never thought I'd see again standing there.
Jack Sparrow.
I cursed under my breath before hiding behind a solider so Jack wouldn't see me. I watched as his head turned in my direction and he looked me in the eye.
'Damn it!' I thought.
I watched as his eyebrows scrunched together like he was trying to remember something.
"I believe thanks are in order." Commodore Norrington said jolting Jack back to him.
Commodore Norrington extended his hand and I watched as Jack hesitantly reached his hand out as if Norrington had germs. I scoffed silently at that thought. As soon as Jacks hand touched Norrington's, Norrington grabbed his hand roughly and pulled up a bit of his sleeve revealing the letter P that was burned into Jacks skin.
"Pirate." Norrington hissed.
All the soldiers immediately brought out their weapons and pointed them at Jack.
"Keep your guns on him men. Gillette, fetch me some irons." Norrington ordered.
I watched as Norrington turned over Jacks wrist exposing a tattoo of a bird in the flight over water.
"Well, well...Jack Sparrow, isn't it?" Norrington announced.
"Captain Jack Sparrow, if you please," Jack interrupted.
I scoffed, typical Jack. Norrington looked around the dock.
"I don't see your ship...Captain." He smirked.
"He said he'd come to Commandeer one." One of the soldiers said.
"I told you he was telling the truth!" Another solider grinned, turned to the Commodore and handed him some objects, "These are his, sir."
I saw Commodore Norrington take a gun from the pile and examine it.
"Extra powder, but no additional shot." Norrington announced.
Jack just shrugged and Norrington moved on to the next item which was a compass. Norrington studied it and move it around then looked back up smirking.
"A compass that doesn't bear true." He smirked.
I watched as Jack looked to the ground trying to ignore everyone's snickers. Next Norrington grabbed Jacks sword and pulled it out of it scabbard a bit.
"I half expected it to be made out of wood." Norrington smiled.
He returned the items back to the solider before turning back to Jack.
"Taking stock; you've a pistol with only one shot, a compass that doesn't point north...and no ship. You are without doubt the worst pirate I have ever heard of." Norrington announced.
"Ah, but you have heard of me." Jack smirked.
Norrington opened his mouth to reply but Gillette returned with Norrington's order of shackles.
"Carefully, lieutenant." Norrington advised.
"Commodore, I must protest! Pirate or not, this man saved my life." Elizabeth protested.
"One good deed is not enough to redeem a man of a live time of wickedness." Norrington replied bluntly.
Gillette finished putting the shackles on and stepped away.
"But it seems to be enough to condemn him." Jack smirked.
"Indeed." Norrington smiled.
Norrington nods to his soldiers and all but one of them put away their weapons.
"Finally." Jack smirked.
Before anyone could react Jack disarms the last man with the pistol and grabs Elizabeth and wrapped his chain around her throat. Everyone had the pistols drawn but Norrington holds up a hand because Elizabeth was being held like a shield.
"Commodore Norrington...my pistol and belt, please." Jack ordered.
I watched as Norrington's hands curled up into frustrated fists.
"Commodore!" Jack yelled again.
The solider gives Norrington Jacks equipment and Norrington grudgingly gives them to Jack.
"Elizabeth...it is Elizabeth?" Jack asked puzzled.
"Miss Swann." Elizabeth says angrily.
"Miss Swann, if you'll be so kind." Jack smiles.
Elizabeth takes Jacks stuff and Jack twirls her around so they were belly to belly.
"Now, if you'll be very kind?" Jack smirks.
"You are despicable." Elizabeth scowls as she puts his stuff on him.
"I saved your live; now you've saved mine. We're square." Jack said.
When she finished he quickly turns her around and backs up until he bumps into the cargo gantry.
"Gentlemen...milady...you will always remember this as the day you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack announced.
He shoved Elizabeth back to Norrington before grabbing a rope that was begin him and pulling free the belaying pin and getting shot into the air. The men shot at Jack but they all missed as he swung around and around on his rope. Norrington carefully aimed his shot and just as Jack dropped down off the rope he fires missing Jack but breaking the rope. Jack flips his chain over another rope and slides down the rope. He begins to run until he is out of site.
"On his heels! Gillette, bring a squad down from the fort!" Norrington orders, he turns his attention to Elizabeth, "Elizabeth, are you..."
"Yes, I'm all right, I'm fine! Go capture him!" Elizabeth replies.
I was surprised at her attitude and when I looked at Norrington I saw that it also surprised him to.
"Here, dear...you should wear this." Swann, Elizabeth's dad, said wrapping his coat around her.
"Thank you, father...and let that be the last of your fashion advice, please." Elizabeth shivers.
'Well this was entertaining.' I thought.
'I'm going back to Wills shop.'
I walked slowly back to Wills blacksmiths shop. I laughed a bit at the yelling and gun fires coming from the distance. Keep it to Jack to start a riot. I finally reached the shop and for some reason I heard clanking of metal inside the shop.
Wait it's a blacksmith shop! I thought. Well that was just sad.
I opened the door and walked in to find Will there sparring with some guy who I realized was again Jack Sparrow.
'Its like this guy stalks me!'
I stepped to the side and began watching them battle.
"You know what you're doing; I'll give you that... Excellent form... But how's your footwork? If I step here..." Jack teased.
Jack takes a step like there is an imaginary circle between them and Will steps the other way keeping his relationship with Jack.
"Very good! And if I step again, you step again..." Jack said.
They continued around the imaginary circle.
"And so we circle, circle, circle, like dogs we circle..." Jack sung.
'Only he would think of that.' I thought...again.
I watched as Jack made them circle until they were in the opposite positions which they started in.
"Ta!" Jack said.
Jack turns and walks to the door which was now directly behind him. I watched as anger filled Wills face and he threw his sword with all his might. Miraculously the sword wedges its self into the door just above the latch, barely missing Jack. Jack tries to open the door but the sword was in the way so Jack began tugging on the sword. He tugs on the sword with all his might but it doesn't move. Jack mouths a few curses before turning back to Will.
"That's a good trick. Except, once again, you are between me and the way out. And now you have no weapon." Jack said pointing to the door.
I realize Jack is about to attack Will again and Will couldn't get to another sword in time so I grabbed my sword that I had taken earlier and ran forward. Just as Jack is about strike Will I lunged forward blocking his sword with mine. Shock filled Jacks face but he quickly turned around to face me.
"And who are you love?" He asked.
"Doesn't really matter does it?" I smirked.
Jack just shrugs and steps forward.
"Do you really think it's smart to cross blade with a pirate love?" He smiled.
"Well I'm not known for making smart decisions so yes I do think it's smart that I cross blades with you." I teased.
"Very well love, don't say I didn't warn you." Jack shrugged.
"You didn't warn me." I smirked.
Jack began to grin but quickly stopped and lunged forward. I blocked his attack then delivered a parade of attacks myself. Jack blocked them but a frown appeared on his face.
"What's wrong Jack? Scared?" I smiled.
"Not at all love, it's just you remind me of someone." Jack frowned.
My smile dropped from my face and panic flew threw me. Does he remember me? Oh god this is bad. I quickly shook these thoughts from my head and began duelling with Jack again. Jack managed to disarm me but I quickly picked up another weapon.
"Who makes all of these?" Jack cried, finally noticing that the whole room was filled with weapons.
"This is a blacksmiths shop!" I yelled in explanation.
"True, stupid question… but who makes them?" Jack asked curiously.
"Will!" I replied as we exchanged more thrusts, "And we practice with them 3 hours a day!"
"He really needs to find a girl then!" Jack smirks.
"HEY!" Will shouted defensively.
"Or is the reason he practices 3 hours a day is that he's found one...but can't get her!" Jack teases.
"No we practice three hours a day so that when we meet a pirate...we can kill it!" I yelled angrily.
The one thing I truly hate is when people make fun of my friends.
We then knocked over a rack causing swords to fly through the air. I grabbed another sword and began battling him with both swords in my hands.
Jack parries with his sword and chain, which wraps around my sword. Noticing this, I stab my sword into the beam above us, rendering Jack's hand useless. Jack tries to block himself with only one hand; he grabbed the sword on the beam and uses it to help lift himself off the ground.
I looked at him confused but then I saw Jack lift his foot and kick me in the chest. I fell backwards into a chair. The chair broke immediately and I felt pain shoot through me. I saw the blurry picture of Jack hanging upside down trying to get the sword out of the beam. I watched as the sword suddenly came loose and Jack plummeted to the ground. I softly laughed but then shook my head trying to get rid of the pain. I stumbled to my feet and turned to face Jack. Immediately my sword was hit out of my hand and I looked up to see Jack holding a pistol facing me.
"You cheated." I muttered.
"Pirate." Jack smiled, shrugging.
Jack steps forward but I stepped back blocking his way to the door.
"Move away." Jack ordered.
"No!" I shouted.
"No! I can not just step aside and let you escape." I said.
Jack cocks the pistol and I just stare at it.
"You're lucky, love ...this shot is not meant for you." Jack said uncocking the pistol.
All of a sudden something breaks over Jack's head and he falls to the ground, unconscious. I look up to see Mr Brown, the owner of the shop, standing there with a broken beer bottle. The front door smashes open and Commodore Norrington and his crew burst in. Norrington pushes to the front and sees Jacks unconscious body.
"Excellent work, Mister Brown. You've aided in the capture of a dangerous fugitive." Norrington said.
'And of course he gets the credit.' I sighed.
"Just doing my civic duty." Mister Brown slurred.
Jack groans on the ground and I feel a flash of guilt.
"I believe you will always remember this as the day Captain Jack Sparrow almost escaped." Norrington smiled.
I watched as the soldiers carried away Jack, Mister Brown looked at his broken bottle.
"That ratter broke my bottle." He muttered.
"You ok?" Will asked.
"Yeah I'm fine, just tired." I lied.
The truth was I didn't know what I felt with Jack being back. He stirred some emotions that I just couldn't understand.