Flight of the Sparrow (Part 2)

((continued from Part 1)) The orator rolled up the parchment that he had finished and turning to the infamous pirate, spoke “These are the crimes that you are accused of, forthwith. What is your pleading towards them?” But he would be damned if Sparrow was not hung on this day. The death-day pirate merely smiled, rather innocently and requested the list be read once more, for assurance that the Navy had not missed any of his accomplishments. Girls giggled, and heads shook in silent admiration, for only Jack could make such jests with a noose around his neck. The announcer, annoyed, once more posed the question. However Jack, in no way fearful of his awaiting destiny smirked, and settled himself back on the heels of his feet. Tilting his head to the side, he gave his pleading. “Pirate.” The last word of Captain Jack Sparrow. With a roll of his eyes, the officer gave a nod to the hangman. There was a sharp click as the lever was pulled. The trapdoor dropped. Along with it fell the dangling form of the infamous pirate captain. It was only a matter of moments before the leather boots had stopped kicking. Jack Sparrow had bested death more times then any man that had ever lived. But just as they all before him had met a time for their own demise, so finally had he. And today at the gallows of Port Royal was it.