SUPER IMPORTANT! PLEASE READ!! Parts of Chapter one have been re-done because Katharine does not like Orlando Bloom. At all. So, go reread that, please.
A/N: Hola peoples! It is me once again, here to give you the next installment of my Pirates fic. I'm just a little concerned though. I HAVE VERY FEW REVIEWS. So what I'm asking you all to do is spread my story around a little bit. The last thing I want to be is conceited so don't think I don't appreciate my herd of fans (love ya!), but I really would like to have some more reviews because it makes me feel all special and fuzzy when I get one cuz it means that people like my stuff and I might have an actual chance at becoming a professional writer. Anyway, I'm rambling away when you just want to get to the story right? Well this chapter focuses on Hannah (who is my beta; thanks Hannah!) and Jack Sparrow, which I know you all are eager to read about. I hope I meet every one of your expectations and that your Pirates OCD is soothed until the next installment. Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I don't know why I have to tell you that I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean. I never said I did in the first place! Evil copyrights and their stupid rules…
Recap. from Last Chapter:
Elizabeth: (runs after Barbossa) Wait! You have to take us to shore. According to the Code of the Order of the Brethren—
Barbossa: First, your return to shore was not part of our negotiations nor our agreement so I must do nothing. And secondly, you must be a pirate for the pirate's code to apply and you're not. And thirdly, the code is more what you'd call "guidelines" than actual rules. Welcome aboard the Black Pearl, Misses Turner and Turner.
(The Black Pearl starts to sail away from Port Royal. Elizabeth and Sydney both turn to look back at the disappearing shores and you just know what they're thinking: Oh crud monkeys.)
End of Recap.
Chapter Three: Hannah's Account
Hannah: And now, my blissful adventure with Jack.
Katharine: Don't rub it in. You got Jack Sparrow, and who am I stuck with? Orlando Bloom.
Sarah: Calm down. At least you got to go at all! Seriously…
Sydney: Yeah, and at least you weren't stuck with Elizabeth the whole time!
Katharine: Oh yeah, well—
Hannah: Can we get back to me now?
Katharine: Coughcough "self-absorbed" coughcough.
Sydney: Did you just cough "self-absorbed"?
Katharine: Nooooo…
Hannah: Shut up, Katharine.
Sarah: Can we just get started now? I'd much rather hear about Hannah making a fool of herself in front of Jack than Katharine and Sydney's fighting.
Katharine: Sarah, you're a loser.
Sarah: Excuse me?
Katharine: Yeah, you're Loser McLoser, mayor of Loserville.
Sarah: And what does that make you?
Katharine: I'm Pretty McPretty!
Sarah: Pretty McPretty? Talk about lame!
Katharine: Well, you'd know all about that wouldn't you, Sarah?
Sydney: GUYS! Have you forgotten why we're here? (Everyone shrugs) It's to talk about what happened in hopes of avoiding therapy. (Everyone mumbles) Okay then.
Hannah: So I was sitting in front of the TV with these two, when there was this flash of light…
Hannah: (standing in the middle of a sinking boat) Holy crap!
Jack: (calling down from the mast) Hey! What're you doin' in here?
Hannah: (calling up to the mast) What the— Jack Sparrow?! (screams)
Jack: (looking confused) Tha's Captain to you. (pause) Have we met?
Hannah: Yes! No! Sorta…
Jack: You're a stowaway!
Hannah: No! I just— actually I don't know how I got here…
Jack: So you're a witch!
Hannah: No! I just swam out here!
Jack: Why would you do that?
Hannah: I wanted to meet a famous pirate like you.
Jack: Pirate! I am no pirate! How dare you accuse—
Hannah: (eyes him) You're not fooling anyone, ya know.
Jack: (smirks) It's that obvious, huh?
Hannah: (shrugs) It's the eye liner.
Jack: (wipes his eye and looks at his finger; frowns) Here, (hands Hannah a bucket) start bailing out the water.
Hannah: (stares)
Jack: I gave you an order, Missy!
Hannah: (stares)
Jack: Unless you want to wind up dead, you best listen to me!
Hannah: Oh. My. Gosh. Jack just threatened my life!
Jack: (eyes her) What did you say your name was?
Hannah: My name is, um… um…
Jack: Your name is Um?
Hannah: No! It's Hannah.
Jack: Aye, Hannah. Thought so. You're a pirate I take it?
Hannah: You do?
Jack: (leans in and whispers) Well you're not exactly dressed like a lady, are you? (leans back out and uses normal voice) Besides, you know who I am and you're in my boat. How else do you explain that?
Hannah: Speaking of boats… (looks around at the half-sunken boat)
Jack: Bugger. Quickly, up the mast.
Hannah: (in an awe-struck voice) I'm allowed to get up on the mast with you?
Jack: Well you're here to join me crew aren't you? Can't have me crew drowning.
Hannah: But I thought women weren't allowed to be part of the crew.
Jack: (thinks) Aye, tha's true. But you're the only offer I got, so until I find a real crew, you stick with me.
Hannah: Oh. My. Gosh. I'm part of Jack Sparrow's crew!
Jack: Captain Jack Sparrow.
Hannah: Yeah.
Jack: Pirates say 'Aye'.
Hannah: Aye.
Jack: Right, let's go! (climbs up the mast)
Hannah: (follows)
(They sail into the harbor together ((Hannah humming the trademark theme song, while Jack sends her weird looks)) and step off the mast at the same time. They walk in stride up the dock, until they are stopped by the Harbormaster.)
Harbormaster: What- hey! Hold up there, you! It's a shilling to tie up your boat at the dock. (Everyone turns to look at the sunken boat) And I shall need to know your name.
Jack: What do you say to three shillings, (places three coins on Harbormaster's record book) and we forget the name?
Harbormaster: (closes book) Welcome to Port Royal, Mr. Smith.
(Jack gives the Harbormaster a little bow, and he and Hannah walk off together down the dock. Jack pauses for a second to steal the Harbormaster's coin purse, then they continue on their way.)
Hannah: So, where do they anchor the Interceptor?
Jack: (stops and turns to face Hannah) How'd you know we was after the Interceptor?
Hannah: I, um… Well it seems like the most logical choice for a boat since your other one, uh, sunk.
Jack: (nods and starts walking again) Aye, she is a beauty.
(They walk in an awkward silence for a few minutes.)
Hannah: So what's with airline food anyway?
Jack: What?
Hannah: Nevermind…
(They approach the Interceptor, where they encounter Murtogg and Mullroy.)
Murtogg: This dock is off limits to civilians.
Jack: We're terribly sorry, we didn't know.
Hannah: I knew.
Jack: (coughs loudly to cover up what she said) Sorry about her, crazy girl. Bit sad really, hopeless case.
Hannah: (frowns)
Jack: If we see a civilian, we shall inform you immediately. (tries to walk around them, but they block his path) Apparently there's some sort of high toned and fancy to do up at the fort, eh? How could it be that two upstanding gentlemen such as yourselves did not merit an invitation?
Hannah: (snorts)
Murtogg: (glances at her and then at Jack)
Jack: (looks down and shakes his head)
Murtogg: (nods) Well, someone has to make sure this dock stays off limits to civilians.
Hannah: And they're the best the Navy's got?
Jack: It's a fine goal to be sure but it seems to me that a... a ship like that (points to the Dauntless) makes this one here a bit superfluous, really.
Hannah: Oh no! Jack!
Jack: What is it?
Hannah: I… I think I left the water running!
Mullroy: Is she allowed on public streets?
Jack: Shh! Don't upset her; they just took her off the leash!
Murtogg: Right well, the Dauntless is the power in these waters, true enough, but there's no ship as can match the Interceptor for speed.
Jack: I've heard of one, supposed to be very fast— nigh un-catchable— the Black Pearl.
Hannah: Did you know that the rarity of a Tahitian black pearl makes diamonds seem common?
Jack: (while shaking his head) Just…just ignore her. Don't… just don't make eye contact.
Mullroy: Well...there's no real ship as can match the Interceptor.
Murtogg: The Black Pearl is a real ship.
Mullroy: No, no it's not.
Murtogg: Yes, it is. I've seen it.
Mullroy: You've seen it?
Murtogg: Yes.
Mullroy: You haven't seen it.
Murtogg: Yes, I have.
Mullroy: You've seen a ship with black sails, that's crewed by the damned and captained by a man so evil that Hell itself spat him back out?
Murtogg: No.
Mullroy: No.
Murtogg: But I have seen a ship with black sails…
(Jack and Hannah sneak off to the Interceptor.)
Hannah: Okay, now what?
Jack: Nothing.
Hannah: Nothing?
Jack: That's right.
Hannah: But you have another person now! We can take this ship and go!
Murtogg: Hey! You two! Get away from there!
Jack: Too late.
Mullroy: You don't have permission to be aboard there, mate. And miss.
Jack: We're sorry, it's just - it's such a pretty boat— ship.
Murtogg: (eyes him) What's your name?
Jack: Smith. Or Smithy, if you like.
Murtogg: And hers?
Hannah: …Giselle…
Mullroy: What's your purpose in Port Royal, Mr. Smith and Giselle?
Murtogg: Yeah. And no lies!
Jack: Well, then, we confess. It is our intention to commandeer one of these ships, pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer our weasely black guts out.
Hannah: Okay, yeah to everything, but what the heck is weasely?
Jack: Well actually, it originated in—
Mullroy: Enough!
Murtogg: Yeah, I said no lies!
Mullroy: I think they're telling the truth.
Murtogg: If they were telling the truth, they wouldn't have told us.
Hannah: Hello? We're standing right here?
Mullroy: They might have.
Murtogg: Why would they do that, if that were the truth?
Hannah: Are they that stupid?
Jack: Maybe they knew you wouldn't believe the truth, even if they told it to you.
Murtogg and Mullroy: (give each other weird looks)
Murtogg: So you are telling the truth!
Jack: Look boys, lemme tell you a story…
(They all sit around the deck and Jack tells a story concerning… well, I guess some Natives or something because of the next line…)
Jack: And then they made me their chief.
Elizabeth: (splashes)
Jack, Hannah, Murtogg, and Mullroy: (stand and look at the water)
Elizabeth: (is drowning)
Jack: Will you be saving her then?
Mullroy: I can't swim.
Elizabeth: (still drowning)
Jack: (looks at Murtogg, who stares back) Pride of the King's Navy you are. (shoves his effects on Murtogg, Mullroy, and Hannah) Do not lose these. (does an amazing swan dive into the ocean)
Hannah: Careful! Why can't I be saved by Jack? It's not fair! Elizabeth gets all the fun! Wait a minute; what am I supposed to do now? Going down to the docks would not be agood idea. Hey! I can go down to the blacksmith shop and wait for Jack to get there! Great idea, let's go!
(So Hannah leaves the Interceptor and heads for the blacksmith shop. Takes her a little while to get there because she didn't stop for directions, but she finally finds it and hides behind that Native American statue to the side of the blacksmith's. And since it took her so long to get there, she doesn't have to wait too long before—)
Jack: (creeps behind the statue)
Hannah: Jack!
Jack: (screams and jumps out from behind the statue) Hannah! What are you doing here? How'd you get here?
Hannah: (chuckles) Well it was not easy, I'll tell you that. I had to walk all over town to find this place! Ya know, you'd think you'd be able to find the only blacksmith shop in town, but nooo—
Jack: Blacksmith shop?
Hannah: Yeah, it's just— oops.
Jack: Perfect idea! I can get these shackles off! Hurry!
(They race into the shop and look around.)
Bottle: (falls)
(Jack and Hannah tiptoe over to Mr. Brown and poke him.)
Jack: WAM!
Mr. Brown: (sleeps)
(Jack and Hannah try different means of getting the shackles off; none to their avail. Until Jack burns a poor innocent donkey and crushes them off under the wheely thingies. Then the door starts to open, surprise, surprise, and Jack and Hannah hide.)
Okay, this is basically identical to the end of chapter one. If you want to review, go back there.
(The soldiers drag them off to prison, Hannah humming happily the whole time, and Jack unconscious.)
Soldier: (opens gate and throws Jack and Hannah inside; closes gate and locks it) Make yourselves comfortable now, you'll be here awhile. Or perhaps you won't be. Either way, this is the last home you'll ever have. (laughs evilly and leaves)
Hannah: (shakes Jack) Jack. Jack!
Jack: (doesn't wake up)
Hannah: Dang it! Here I am with Captain Jack Sparrow and he's ASLEEP! (Under her breath) Men! (sits back against the wall and goes to sleep).
A/N: Okay everyone, there ya go! This was the most difficult chapter to write, as I was trying to please you all with Jack. I hope I did him justice! Please don't expect the next chapter for a while, school's been hectic, so I write when I can. Comments and constructive criticism are needed and welcomed! Thanks to all my readers and reviewers, my beta Hannah, my friends Sydney and Katharine and http://www (dot) hostultra (dot) com (backslash) vampfiles (backslash) piratesscript2 (dot) html, for helping me remember some lines, and thanks to everyone who inspired any lines in here! So thank you all, and goodnight!