Chapter Four

A/N: Hey there! As the story the progresses, you would end up seeing another side of Jack that you won't see often...

On to the story mateys..

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Jack sighed as he leaned on one of the trees near the castle. He realized that the whole castle grounds is bigger than he thought. It looks like it would take a long time for him to fully explore the place. Maybe a month or so. The place was really wide and green. He had an odd feeling towards the other parts of the castle grounds, especially the outermost part of the territory was covered with huge forests, something he found uncomfortable. It was surrounded by huge borders but he hasn't seen those borders yet. It must be farther from where he is. He heard from the others that the castle is located on top of a huge vast mountain, making him even more uncomfortable.

The captain runs his fingers through his hair as he brushes a stray lock of hair out of his face and placed it behind his ear. He glanced up at the castle. It was already nighttime but he could see the castle clearly due to his vampire eyesight. The castle was really huge and old just like during the old times, it looked pretty ancient and gothic with its dark colors, making it eerie during the nighttime especially with the bright full moon in the background. Jack wondered how old is the castle. Everything about it is old and ancient including the interior of the structure.

He also decided to go back inside the castle to take a slight break, Jack feels thirsty again anyway. Very thirsty. But not tired. He is a vampire after all. Vampires cannot get tired.

The pirate captain entered the castle through the large doors. His bloody throat is aching again, luckily he runs into one of the vampire servants who maintain the castle, he normally found it very difficult to deal with the presence of people working under people as slaves or servants but according to them the king is treating them kindly and without the king they would be hunted by the mortals and be killed mercilessly. So Jack learned to accept it even he doesn't like it.

"Hey Captain Sparrow, is there something you need?" One of them asked him.

Surprisingly he became well acquainted with some of them especially the one talking to him. They are not his friends but just acquaintances. They also knew that he is a pirate but they don't seem to care. They never seem to forget to call him captain, which made his life here a bit easier.

"Aye, Gerard I need a huge bottle of fresh blood right now," Jack replied with a nod to the man called Gerard.

"Yes, sir!" Gerard, bowing.

The man disappeared for a minute then he came back with a huge jug of fresh blood in his hands and gave it to the pirate. Jack stared at the jug as he took it from the other vampire. The bottle oddly reminds him of rum. Rum...

He suddenly missed the taste of rum in his mouth. It made feel him empty and hollow inside. He stared at the bottle with a solemn expression. Too bad he can't drink it anymore. It was a price of becoming a vampire even it was purely accidental. The captain suddenly realized that he was already immortal but... He didn't have any choice this time since he was dying that night he was attacked. His jaw clenched as he pondered about what happened to him a few days ago. Especially that was the last night he tasted and drank rum as a mortal before he became what he is now a vampire.

"Captain?"

Jack quickly blinked out of his reverie and he turns to look at Gerard who gave him a concerned expression. He realized that he almost forgot that he is not alone in the hallway.

"What? Did you just say something? Can you please repeat it again?" The pirate asked him.

"Yes I did, I am sorry but you seem distracted sir. I was just asking if there is something else you need?"

Jack cursed mentally for getting lost in thought. He glanced at the other vampire and shook his head.

"There is nothing I need for now." The captain replied as he cracks open the bottle and took a long swig of blood.

"I see but if you need anything just call me, captain," Gerard said with another bow as he returned to his other duties in the castle leaving Jack alone in the hallway.

The pirate sighed to himself and began to walk back to the garden, the jug of blood in hand. He walked until he arrived at the same tree where he took his nap. Jack sat down and leaned on the trunk of the tree. He opened his bottle of blood again, then he lifted the bottle to his lips and drank it in one long swig. He looked up the sky, a dark blue sky. He also could see the stars shining brightly above him as he enjoyed his drink.

The pirate captain sometimes wondered if the other vampires here heard about his explorations around the world especially that he is a notorious infamous pirate of the seven seas. He was also wanted; either dead or alive with a huge bounty on his head. But he can't die anymore even if they do capture him and hang him at the gallows. His lips curled into a smirk at the very thought. Perhaps that's one of the good things about being a vampire, he cannot die anymore.

Jack's mind continued to wander as he drank blood from the jug. He thought of Port Royal and it's residents. It made him remember Will Turner and his bonnie lass, Elizabeth Swann. The last time he saw the two is when he escaped from the gallows during those years ago.

Have they gotten married already? Is Elizabeth pregnant or did she gave birth already? Is it a boy or a girl? What about Commodore Norrington? The captain knew the man was still searching and chasing after him around the Caribbean, eager to hang him in the gallows so badly. So many questions filled his mind as he mused at these thoughts.

Jack absently twirl his finger at the ends of one of his dreadlocks as he stared at the twinkling stars. His right hand still on his jug of half-filled fresh human blood. His expression was surprisingly peaceful. He leaned back on the trunk, relaxing and humming a tune under his breath. He also enjoyed the cool wind on his face.

Afterward, the pirate captain gazed at his left hand. I wonder what else that I can do? I haven't tested my vampire strength yet. Just how strong I am? Hmm... Maybe I should test it later in the training room. But first I need to relax for now. Jack pondered as he stared at the water this time, he could see the reflection of the moon on it.

He once again lifted his jug to his lips and took a long deep drink until he managed to finish the whole jug. Hmm.. Very delicious. He licked his lips, removing the remaining blood on his lips, then placed the empty jug next to him. He remained this way for quite a while as he hummed a tune under his breath, relaxing before getting back to the castle. Jack began to head to the training wing this time, he wanted to test his vampire skills.

"Hey, look guys it's the pirate." A voice said in a mocking tone as Jack started to walk to the hallway where they stood. "I would never know that a filthy disgusting pirate ended up joining our clan isn't right, guys?"

The sound of loud laughter was heard but Jack ignored the taunt and the laughter, he kept his face impassive as he walks past them, not looking at them. But they still continued loudly. He knew this group of vampires obviously doesn't like him or the other vampires who have lower status than them, they all think that they are more superior than everyone else except for the king. It seems they found their newest target, him.

"Just because he is already a vampire doesn't mean he belonged here!" their leader taunted him.

Jack's left eye twitched with irritation at the other vampire's words but he just ignored it. Just ignore it, Jack.. he told himself as he walked towards the training area. But he could still hear their taunts from behind him.

"I bet he is a bastard and a disgrace." The taunting vampire said loudly enough for the pirate to hear.

Jack froze from his tracks at those words. A bastard and a disgrace. The other vampire's words hit him like a punch to the gut. Those were the same words that he kept on hearing from his so-called relatives over and over and from other people in Shipwreck Cove. His very own father even called him a disgrace, not good enough, a failure and disappointment to him and the whole family. The pirate clenched his hand into a fist as he suddenly remembers his past.

After all his parents were even not married when his mother had him during a typhoon in the middle of the sea, while his father was the captain of the ship who never even acknowledged him as his son or as his heir. He was only known as Captain Edward Morgan Teague's protégé. He was not even allowed to be known as Teague's son. He was rejected by his very own father.

The vampire's words stung him hard. He could also feel his temper rising. Jack took a deep breath as he sought to wrestle his temper back under control while putting up a mask of indifference and coolness. He needed to get away here as soon as possible before he might do something damaging but the taunting was loud and was testing his temper.

"Maybe he is also a son of a whore."

That was it, a very bad mistake, something dangerous flashed in Jack's dark gaze then, anger that simply refused to be quelled and forced down again, and he swiftly turned on the vampire taunting him, quickly striding purposefully towards him. He stopped a few paces short of closing the distance between them entirely, he quickly grabbed the other man by the throat and slammed him on the wall hard behind him with a loud thud, causing the concrete wall to crack, his eyes glowering dangerously, jaw clenched as he tightened his hand on the man's throat.

The other vampire winced in pain but Jack didn't care. His chest was burning with rage and his eyes were darkening with hate, while the vampire's companions around them were in shock, fear was now written on their faces.

"Don't you dare insult my mother with your vile mouth!" Jack's words came out as an angry growl, glaring darkly at him.

The man gulped, his fear starting to show on his features as he struggled against the pirate's painful grip on his throat but Jack's grip on him was too strong. Very strong and painful enough for it to leave a mark.

Jack stepped forward, lowering his voice to a cold and venomous whisper.

"You know nothing about me...and my life as a pirate! Nothing at all! So if I were you just keep your fucking little mouth shut about my mother or else I will cut your tongue off, savvy?" His eyes flashed red for a moment at these words.

The other vampires near them are starting to panic at Jack's anger. They realized that it was a very bad idea to provoke a newborn vampire, especially if he is a pirate just like Captain Jack Sparrow. It made them realize that Jack has a violent explosive temper when triggered.

"Mr. Sparrow, please calm down!" Another vampire begged, despite his own voice was shaking from fright.

It took only a moment for the voice finally to get through Jack before he regretted losing his own temper on the man, he quickly let the man's throat go, causing the other vampire took a long gulp of air as he rubbed his throat, still flinching in pain. His neck began to bruise due to the pirate's firm grip. The captain pursed his lips and turn away from the other man, drawing a breath as he tried to calm himself but the anger is still on his features. He gave the other man a piercing glare. The other man shivered at Jack's icy glare.

They were thinking all the same thing. Damn, he is so bloody scary!

Jack's face remained hard and cold as he continued to glare darkly at the man, then he quickly turns away from them. He started to walk away towards the training wing, leaving everyone staring after him. The pirate quickly walks towards the training room as fast as he could, there was a hardness on his features as the pure rage continued to remain on his face.

How dare that asshole insult his mother! He knows nothing about his life as a pirate! Of what it is like to be one! Nothing at all! His mother is not a whore! The truth is his mother is from a well-off family before running away from home due to some family issues according to some of Captain Teague's former crew members when he asked out of curiosity way back. She was more like a cook nothing else. She just loves to cook.

Anyway, Jack never felt this angry before and normally he would have some self-restraint to keep himself lashing out at someone in anger, especially if they pissed him off. He often uses words to brutally hurt people instead of violence, but everything has changed for him Like for example, it seems that his temper is getting worse each day. Which makes him easy to anger now. And it is getting harder for him to repress all of his emotions especially his anger. It has been a while since he truly lost his temper on someone, the last time was during his employment under the East India Trading Company when a certain person pissed him off.

The other vampires were avoiding him in the old dim lighted hallway due to the deep angry scowl on his handsome features as he continued his long walk towards the training wing. They could also feel the rage radiating from the pirate. Jack finally reached one of the rooms and entered. The room was surprisingly empty despite it was already almost midnight. But he has no mood to interact with anyone, all he wanted to do is to break something so badly.

The room was very huge and wide, it was painted with the mixture of grey and white, in the middle stood a dummy, on both sides were different sets of weapons of every kind. The pirate can't help but gape at the different choices of weapons. He quickly approaches the weapons to check them out. There were a lot of different sizes and types of gun flintlock pistols in one of the containers, beside it, was another container that contains gunpowder and lead shots.

Jack carefully picked up one of the flintlocks and held it in his hand. It was black and simple, and it fitted his hand pretty well. He grabbed the other container to load the pistol with gunpowder and lead shots. Afterward, the pirate captain went in front of the dummy, points his pistol on the target, cocked his gun and pulled the trigger with his finger. His lips curled into a dark smirk as it hit its target. He continued to fire a couple of times, but this time on every part of the body of the dummy, as bullets few, destroying it little by little. His expression was still hard with rage as he fired without mercy as he imagined the person who pissed him off especially the rogue who ruined his life and the people who hurt him for the past years of his life. The sound of the continuous gunshots was so loud but luckily the room itself was soundproof.

Jack continued in firing on the dummy until it was completely destroyed, leaving it into pieces and riddled with bullet holes. There were some bullets scattered around the destroyed dummy. He found himself smiling gleefully with the destruction of the dummy before him. It made him slightly better but he was still so eager to destroy more just to let all of his anger out. He grabbed more dummies in the cabinet of the room and placed them in front of him, right next to the destroyed dummy. He reloaded his gun again and continued to fire on them, nonstop. This continued for hours until Jack feels so much better. He smiled again but this time very coldly with his eyes gleaming darkly taking in the destruction he caused.

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A/N: Oh boy, Jack's rage is so...scary. It looks like you shouldn't make Jack angry or else.. Anyway, what do you guys think?