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Jack's dinghy:

The infamous, notorious Captain Jack Sparrow stood proud upon the mast of his boat, viewing the scenery of Port Royal. He glanced down to the hull of the boat, and realized it was swiftly flooding with water. So, with an annoyed twitch of his lip, he jumped down, grabbed a bailing bucket and began throwing out the problematic water. Whilst doing this, he sailed past three hanged skeletons, blowing in the wind, and a plank of wood with the words 'pirates ye be warned' carved into it. The Captain, stood and removed his hat, held it to his heart and saluted the fleshless corpses with a flourish, in homage.

The entire Port Royal harbour paused in their work, and stood frozen in shock, as they watched Captain Jack 'sail' his pathetic boat to a pontoon. The dinghy had sunk so far into the water that Jack was once again standing upon the mast. The boat carried on sinking, lower and lower into the water, until Jack simply stepped off the mast onto the pontoon.

Jack, forgetting the submerged boat, confidently swaggered past the harbourmaster, who called, "Hold up, there, you! It is a shilling to tie up your boat at the dock." Jack and the Harbourmaster both glanced back at the sunken boat. "And I shall need to know your name" he added, as if the boat was not ten foot deep in water.

Jack reached into his tattered, coat pocket, pulled out a handful of dirty coins and laid them on the man's record book. "What d'ye say t' three shillings … and we forget the name?" Jack roughly suggested.

The harbourmaster eyed Jack thoughtfully and answered, "Welcome to Port Royal, Mr. Smith." He snapped his book shut in a swift movement. Jack thanked him by bowing his head, holding his hands in prayer and smiling mischievously. The harbourmaster quickly walked away.

Jack sauntered back down the pontoon. He paused and swung around, seeing the master's money pouch. He shook it to check the value, sneakily slipped it into his pocket and then carried on his way.

The ceremony:

Meanwhile at Captain Norrington's promotion ceremony, Tallulah and Elizabeth were struggling with the tightness of their corsets. Lizzie grasped her stomach in pain and Lula tried fanning herself to get more air in her lungs. The stiflingly hot weather did not help either.

The docks:

Down at the docks, Murtogg and Mullroy were sitting in the shade chatting, whilst guarding the Interceptor. They watched a dirty, deeply tanned man sashay down the ramp towards the impressive vessel, and they ran to stop him from approaching the precious ship. The man wore a weathered brown, leather, tricorne hat, and a large, grey, brown buccaneer coat, rather tattered at the seams.

Murtogg announced, "This dock is off limits to civilians" after the two men had rushed to stand in front of Jack.

"I'm terribly sorry. I didn't know" Jack defends. "If I see one, I shall inform you immediately" at this the Captain tried to strut past the two incompetent men, only to be once again barred entrance by the men's bodies, clad in red.

"Apparently there's some sort of high toned and fancy to do up at the fort, eh? … How could it be that two upstandin' gentlemen such as yourselves, did not merit an invitation?" Jack pondered.

Murtogg, the skinnier of the two, explained, "Someone has to make sure this dock stays off limits to civilians."

Jack argued, "It's a fine goal to be sure, but it seems to me that a ship like that," and he pointed to the Dauntless anchored just inside the harbour, "makes this one here a bit superfluous, really."

Murtogg then informed the Captain, "Oh, the Dauntless is the power in these waters, true enough, but there's no ship as can match the Interceptor for speed."

Jack, going off subject, told them, "I've heard of one" touching his index finger to his stubbly chin, "supposed to be very fast, nigh un-catchable … The Black Pearl." He raised his dark eyebrows in question, hiding them under his faded, red bandana tied over his forehead.

Mullroy, the tubbier one, spoke up for the first time, "Well" he chuckled, "There's no real ship as can match the interceptor."

Murtogg turned to his partner and argued, "The Black Pearl is a real ship."

"No, no it's not." he quipped

"Yes it is. I've seen it." Murtogg insisted.

Mullroy turned to give his friend his full attention, and asked, "You've seen it?"

"Yes"

"You haven't seen it."

"Yes I have." Jack's face fell into a look of boredom.

Mullroy then asked, disbelief on his face, "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 gave in and replied in defeat, "No"

"No" the other confirmed and turned back to Jack, who smiled slightly.

Not giving up, Murtogg explained, "But I have seen a ship with black sails."

"Oh, and no ship that's not crewed by the dammed …" seeing the two military men were occupied Jack slipped off unnoticed and climbed aboard the ship.

"… and captained by a man so evil that hell itself spat him back out, could possibly have black sails therefore, couldn't possibly be any other ship that the Black Pearl. Is that what your saying?"

"No" Murtogg replied with a nod.

Murtogg announced smugly "Like I said, there's no real ship that can match the intercept…" and stopped short when he realised Jack was gone, and aboard the vessel.

The partners scrambled aboard the Interceptor, yelling, "Hey! You! Get away from there. You don't have permission to be aboard there, mate!" pointing their rifles at Jack.

Jack apologised, whilst he stroked the handles on the wheel, "I'm sorry, it's just – its such a pretty boat. Ship."

Murtogg inquired, "What's your name?"

"Smith, or Smithy, if you like" Jack replied, using the name the harbourmaster had given him.

"What's your purpose in Port Royal, Mr. Smith?" Mullroy mocked.

Murtogg added, "Yeah, and no lies?

"Alright then. I confess." Jack moved away from the wheel and began to walk towards the men, "It is my intention to commandeer one of these ships …" he grabbed onto a rope, "… pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder and otherwise pilfer my weasly black guts out!"

Murtogg exclaimed, "I said no lies!"

Leaning his head to his friend, Mullroy cautiously remarked, "I think he was telling the truth." Jack frowned.

"If he were telling the truth, he wouldn't have told us," he explained.

"Unless, of course, he knew you wouldn't believe the truth, even if he told it to you." Jack offered calmly.

The battlements of the fort:

The twins stumbled out on to the battlements, in the hope of getting some cool, fresh air into their squashed lungs.

The newly appointed Commodore approached the gasping ladies and asked Elizabeth, "May I have a moment?"

Tallulah curtseyed to James, and gave Lizzie a meaningful glance. She slowly staggered to the edge of the battlement, and onto the platform, clutching the wall for support; still panting for breath. Tallulah overheard the couple's conversation behind her.

"Uh, you look lovely Elizabeth" Norrington began nervously.

"Thank you." Lizzie forced through her struggle to breathe.

James continued, "I, uh, apologise if I seem forward, but I must speak my mind. This promotion throws into sharp relief that which I have not yet achieved. Uh, a marriage to a fine woman … you have become a fine woman, Elizabeth." At Lizzie's surprised look, the couple turned and looked out at the horizon, over Tallulah's shoulder, to avoid the awkwardness.

At the edge, black spots appeared in Tallulah's vision, as she murmured, "I can't breath" before completely blacking out and toppling over the battlement's edge.

Elizabeth's scream filled the hushed ocean air, as James called out in panic, "Tallulah!"

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