Must say thank you to my beta reader I was going to wait till the last chapter but I'm not going to now so THANKS LIBS (you're welcome!(: )


Jack got straight to work, grabbing a hammer whilst I looked around for something better, when we both heard a thump. Both of us spinning round, we see the drunken passed out blacksmith - the thump we heard was his rum bottle hitting the floor - looking at Jack, who slowly wanders over with his hammer and studies the drunk. He finally becomes satisfied, walking away a little. He then turns and shouts, "Woe!" as loud as he dares.

I laugh softly, then Jack proceeds to take his hat off and use his hammer to attack his irons. I look around and see what the donkey was attached to.

"Jack," I say.

"What Jaz?" he replies, looking intently at the irons.

"Easier way," I say, pointing at the donkey and up to the gears.

"Jaz, I like your thinking," he says as he passes me with a half made sword and pokes the donkey with it, making it move.

We hook ourselves up and get to the gears with the large cracks.

Jack comes down just in time as we hear the latch of the door move. I quickly use the workbench and some rope to swing myself into the rafters whilst jack hides behind a workbench, not picking up his hat or putting the hammer back. Making myself comfortable on the beams, I sit in wait for Jack to make a move. Once he does, I will head for the door.

A man in his twenties walks in. The blacksmith's apprentice, I work out, before storing the information for later. He goes over to the donkey, calming him down, before moving to the drunken blacksmith.

"Right where I left you," he mutters, before looking over to the workbench. "Not where I left you."

Jack and I inwardly groan as he spots the hammer and looks to his side, seeing Jack's hat. He goes to pick it up and Jack comes out. I groan inwardly again. Why can't anything ever be simple?

"You're one of the ones they're hunting. The pirate," he says and his voice is full of hate.

"Aye," Jack replies, seeming bored.

"Where's your friend?" the apprentice asks.

"Oh, Jasmine? She's here somewhere," he replies before staring at the apprentice. "You seem somewhat familiar. Have I threatened you before?"

"I make a point of avoiding familiarity with pirates," he replies. I frown but can understand his reasoning.

"Argh, then it would be a shame to put a black mark on your record. So you will excuse me. Jasmine and I will be going."

I watch as the apprentice grabs a sword and directs it at Jack. He made a big mistake.

"You think that's wise, boy? Crossing blades with pirates?" I yell down, and he suddenly spins his head around, looking for me, but not seeing anyone he carries on.

"You and your friend threatened Miss Swann," he says with a lot of hate.

"Only a little," Jack says, running his now drawn sword along the apprentice's.

Jack makes the first move which the apprentice blocks, so Jack carries on. The apprentice blocks them all and each of them is done well. The apprentice takes two swipes and then makes the next move. I roll my eyes and walk along the beams watching them.

"You know what you're doing, I'll give you that," Jack says.

This is not the time for a conversation Jack, I hiss to myself.

"Excellent form, but how's you footwork?" he carries on. "If I step here..." Jack says.

They do a short battle. I work out what Jack's planning and quickly head toward the door along the beams.

"Now if I step again," Jack says and they battle a little more.

Bloody hell Jack, when we get back on the sea I'm going to throw you overboard!

"Ta," Jack says, "come on, Jaz, we're going."

I go to step down when the apprentice does something unexpected. He throws his sword at the door, blocking the latch from lifting. The sword wobbles and Jack stops it, then tries to pull it out.

"That is a wonderful trick," I call.

He whirls around looking for me. "Where are you?"

"Now why would a pirate tell you her tricks?" I taunt.

He focuses on Jack when he notices he's moved.

"Except, once again, you are between me and Jasmine's way out and now you have no weapon," Jack carries on.

The apprentice grabs a half-made sword from the fire so it is now hot and not ready to be used as a proper sword. Jack looks shocked at how the outcome may be of this. Jack goes to run around the machinery and the apprentice blocks him, creating sparks and they go into a full battle. This time I just sigh and walk back, watching apprentice grabs Jack's wrist and forces his sword upward with his, and then backwards with their swords above their heads. Then Jack breaks, before wrapping his chain around the apprentices half sword and pulling it from his get out of the way of Jack's sword, he has to duck and dive over the machinery as Jack takes random swings at him. The apprentice quickly grabs another sword and I notice that they are everywhere around the shop.

"Who makes all these?" Jack says, referring to the swords that he has also spotted around the shop.

"I do, and I practice with them three hours a day."

"You need to find yourself a girl, mate," Jack taunts.

"Or perhaps the reason you practice three hours a day is you've already found one and are otherwise incapable of wooing said strumpet? You're not a eunuch, are you?" I shout and Jack looks down.

"I practice three hours a day so when I meet a pirate I can kill it!" he says and I frown. We're not all bad.

They back onto a broken cart and its support they are rocking from side to side, balancing the weight out. The apprentice then wraps his sword around Jack's broken iron and pushes it upward into a beam. He backs off as Jack is having problems getting it out. He takes some swings at the apprentice who backs off easily.

"Jack the boards!" I shout noticing they seem unstable.

He gets my idea and stamp hard on a board which hits the apprentice under the chin, knocking him off the cart. Jack, taking advantage of the fact that the apprentice is lying on the floor in shock, quickly swings his feet up and begins to push on the beam with his feet. Whilst pulling at the sword with his hands, the apprentice gets to his feet and steps back onto the cart. Jack falls, launching the apprentice into the air and onto the beams. He is so distracted, as Jack gets back onto the cart, looking for him. I sneak up towards him. He doesn't notice, instead smirking at Jack and hitting a net of sandbags with his sword. It cuts the rope, letting them fall down and launching Jack up to the rafters. As he makes his way toward Jack, who is trying to get his breath back from the beam he landed on. Hitting his stomach and chest, the apprentice goes to strike him but I quickly block and he looks surprised.

"You," he bursts out, in surprise more than hate.

"I've been up here all the time and, I hate to say it, but you fight well," I murmur.

Then we jump onto a beam and begin to battle. I block his jabs and he blocks mine, but he has many near fatal ones. The apprentice knocks my sword from me and I flip over back ward to grab it, as Jack flips forward onto the edge of a fire, grabbing a sandbag as the apprentice comes down. We spray it into his face and I kick his sword from his hand. He quickly moves to stand in front of the other door and grabs a hammer, so Jack and I pull out our pistols and point them at him. Once he realises, he looks at us in confusion.

"You cheated," he states.

"Pirates," I point out like he should have realised.

The navy knock at the door.

"Move," I say.

"No."

"Please, move," Jack begs.

"No."

We cock our guns.

"These shots are not meant for you," I say.

He looks at us in confusion, then everything goes black as I fall to the ground. I see Jack fall after me before my eyes surrender to the darkness.