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Chapter 2
Jack pushed Sam down beside the bails of hay, and ducked there himself, just as the door of the blacksmith's opened. A man in his early twenties, tall, brown eyes, long curly brown hair and lightly tanned skin, much like Sam's walked through the door. He quickly placed his things by the door, stopping the donkey that was still running circles around his pole. Sam held her breath watching him walked around, examining the room as if looking for this to not be in their places.
"Right where I left you." The man said in a hushed tone. He still glanced around and then noticed the pick Jack had dropped on the floor. "But not where I left you…" The man picked up the pick and went to go place it on the anvil, when he laid eyes on Jack's hat. Sam watched Jack slowly creep over to the man.
"Jack! Don't!" Sam hissed at him. Jack only shrugged in reply and hurried over to the man and slapped his hand with his sword just as the man was about touch Jack's hat. The man jumped back and came face to face with Jack.
"Don't touch me hat, mate. No one 'cept me touches me hat." The man looked slightly confused. Sam jumped out from behind the hay, seeing this could get ugly.
"You're the one their hunting. The pirate." The man glared at Jack and then at Sam. Sam sighed. "And you. The accomplice."
"Mate, I'm a pirate, case ye didn't notice." Sam crossed her arms glaring back at the man. The man didn't seem to care, and quickly picked up a sword, aiming it at both Jack and Sam. Sam tsk-tsked. "Think it's wise to cross blades with two pirates, boy? And you still have your whole life ahead of you, no doubt."
The man raised his sword to attack and tried to attack Jack. Jack quickly parried and cut his attack off. Sam pulled her sword from her belt and attacked the man. He quickly dodged it and moved to one side. Both Sam and Jack attacked the man, but somehow he managed to keep up with both pirates.
"You know what you're doing, I'll give you that…" The three circled again. But Jack continued. "But how's your footwork?"
"Aye. It's not all ballrooms and dancing mate." Sam thrust forward, but at the last second the man blocked her attack. The fight continued on and soon both of the pirates had the man cornered by the forging stove. Jack turned, putting his sword back on his belt. Sam followed the suit.
"Ta, luv. Don't follow us, aye?" Sam followed Jack to the door, but then suddenly a sword soared above their heads and into the door. Sam let out a small gasp. Jack pulled at the sword, trying to make it loose. It didn't budge.
"That is very nice trick. But once again, you are between me and my way out." Jack held his sword at the man. Sam pulled out her sword.
"And look, he 'as no weapon!" Sam giggled, and came closer to the man. But the man simply grabbed another sword from the wall and started the fight up again.
"Who makes all these?" Jack looked around at all the swords. Sam wondered that as well, but said nothing. The man smirked.
"I do." The man groaned as he parried Sam's attack. "And I practice with them with them everyday, three hours a day."
"You have got to find yourself a girl, mate." Sam attacked him again, and thrust forward, but still he parried. Jack thrust next, and soon they thrust at the man again, but still he managed to parry them both.
"Or perhaps he is found a girl and has not developed a wooing sense yet for said strumpet…" Jack gave a look of disappoint. The man thrust at them, obviously angry with Sam's remark.
"The reason I practice with these swords everyday is so that when I meet a pirate or pirates, I can kill them!" The man answered angrily, and thrust at them again. Both pirates parried again, and were soon near the wall. Jack moved in front of Sam and parried the man's attack on Sam. Jack swung the remnants of chain still attached to his arm at the man's sword, trying to pull it away. But the man was quick, and turned his sword, somehow managing to trap Jack to the ceiling beam.
Jack pulled at the chains, trying to pull the sword out as he fought with the man. Jack fought longer and then kicked his foot towards the man, kicking dirt in his face. The man backed up and covered his eyes. Jack now used all of his weight to pull the sword from the ceiling, and falling onto a weighted wagon, shooting the man onto the beams of the ceiling. Jack quickly stood up, and just as he did, the man cut a large bunch of barrels, sending Jack soaring onto the beams with the man.
Sam watched helplessly from below, as the guys fought above. She waited for Jack to bring him down. After a few minutes, Jack came down with the man, still fighting. Sam picked up the dust catcher and threw it at Jack. Jack sprayed the dust all over the man. The man was blinded and fought the air and dust. Jack pulled out his pistol and held it at the man. Sam held her sword at his neck.
"You cheated! You both cheated!" The man yelled angrily. Jack raised an eyebrow.
"Pirates." He said, looking at the man. "This shot isn't meant for you, boy. Now move."
But the man didn't move. He stayed put. A loud banging erupted from the doorway. Sam gave Jack a worried look. "Please move, luv. We really need to go."
"No." The man glared at Sam. Suddenly, Jack fell forward to the ground. Sam gasped to see the man who had been asleep, standing next to her with a broken rum bottle, and a menacing look on his face. Sam backed away from him slowly, slipping her sword into her belt. The door burst open. Navy officers piled in, followed by a Commodore with a large wig.
"I will remember this is as the day Jack Sparrow almost escaped." Sam gazed upon the Commodore. His eyes were a deep icy blue, showing no emotions as they stared back at her. Sam also sensed some caring and soft feeling behind those eyes. He stared back at her, as if looking over her, like a bug under a glass. Sam blinked, and said nothing. Two of the officers grabbed her from behind. The Commodore turned to the old man.
"Excellent work, Mr. Brown." The Commodore said.
The old man looked up at the Commodore. "Simply doing my civic duty, sir." Will made a face as if to say 'Really? The how come I did all the work?'
"What should we do with this one, sir?" The one to her right asked. The Commodore turned to her and looked her over again. Sam smiled at him, trying to make her seem less threatening.
"Throw her in the lock up with Mr. Sparrow. They both hang tomorrow as pirate and pirate accomplice." Sam frowned at the Commodore, knowing he really didn't want to do that. Sam was quickly pulled away.
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Commodore Norrington watched as the lady pirate was dragged away. He felt a bit strange in doing so. She…was different. She didn't have the beauty like Elizabeth, but still she had some kind of charm to her that made her more desirable than the rich women that lived around her. Her face was a bit dirty, her clothes were torn, she didn't yell or curse at him as she was brought to the lock up and she stayed with Jack Sparrow.
Commodore Norrington didn't really want to hang this woman. Maybe somehow he could convince Governor Swann to do a slave market, like in St. Kitts, and buy the lady pirate for his own use. It might bring talk, but he could handle it. The only problem was…he had just proposed to Elizabeth Swann.