(Please read the two stories (Beth and Meg Style, Alternate Ending or Middle) that come before this and see the movie before reading this!)

Ahoy! Look what I have for you guys! The Second (third?) parody by Beth and Myself! I know I said that I'd be up in November, but we found the script and have been working off of that. Forgive me if some of the dialogue is incorrect...I'll edit it when the DVD comes out (November 1?)!

Disclaimer: Beth and I own nothing that belongs to Disney. We only own our characters and the rights to kill off Eliza-pukes Swann...unfortunately, that might not happen just yet...

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Night fell in Port Royal and a small breeze blew through the streets. A candle was lit in the window of the blacksmith's shop. It flickered for a moment and then went out completely. A woman walked out, head lowered, heart broken. 'Regain honor, he said,' she thought as she replayed the last few moments in her mind. William Turner had chosen to leave her behind for Elizabeth Swann.

"It's the right thing," he had said. "I foolishly let my passions lead me and your beauty blind me."

Why was he so cold? Why had he said that?

"Him and his honor crap." The girl murmured sadly.

Beth walked home slowly. When she was out of sight, Will too left the blacksmith shop and turned up the lane towards the governor's mansion.

Two months later, a wedding was in order. However, the bride and groom were kind enough to invite poor Beth. Guests arrived, but no groom. Rain began to pour and everyone, except Elizabeth went to shelter. She sat, worried and waiting.

On the beach, marines gathered and a figure made his way to the former wedding site. Moments later, the figure entered, with a prisoner in tow.

"Will!" Beth cried in surprise. Elizabeth turned around and ran to him.

"Why is this happening?"

"I don't know," Will gazed at her for a moment and then said softly, "You look beautiful."

Beth, standing off to the side, rolled her eyes at this comment. What had he said a few months before to her about beauty?

"You know, I think it's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding."

"That explains the unexpected guests," Beth cut in, smirking, but still nodding to the redcoats around Will and Elizabeth. Then, Elizabeth's father, Governor Swann, stormed through the guests, only to be stopped by two guards.

"You! Order your men to stand down and remove these shackles at once!"

The figure from before smiled slyly. "My apologies for arriving without an invitation. Governor Wetherby Swann, it's been too long."

The governor stared at him for a moment. "Cutler Beckett?"

"It's Lord, now…actually," he replied, smugly.

"Lord or not, you have no reason and no authority to arrest this man."

"In fact, I do," Beckett called over another man, Mercer, and opened a case he was holding. From the case, he retrieved arrest warrants. Beckett proceeded to hand one of them to the governor.

"This is for Elizabeth Swann!" Her father exclaimed, outraged.

Beckett raised an eyebrow and smiled cruelly. "Is it?" He asked. "How annoying…my mistake. Arrest her." He calmly ordered.

Immediately soldiers seized Elizabeth. "On what charges?" She demanded, her eyes ablaze. Beckett ignored her and filed through the other papers. "Aha, here's the warrant for William Turner. And I have another one for a Mr. James Norrington. Is he present?"

"What are the charges!" Elizabeth asked again.

"Commodore Norrington resigned his commission several months ago." Governor Swann answered, frowning.

"I don't believe that was the answer to the question I asked. "Ah…" Began Beckett, obviously not finished yet. "I know I had the last one here somewhere." He said, looking through his papers. "Aha, here we are. Another Elizabeth! Does anyone know where I can find an Elizabeth Norrington?"

Beth's eyes widened and she shuffled her feet nervously. She couldn't decide whether to actually obey the law and give herself up or make a dash to get away. But as she plotted, too many pairs of eyes were suddenly upon her and she grimaced. Stepping foreword courageously, Beth said with pride, "I am she. What charges do you have against me? I am a British subject under jurisdiction of the King's Governor in Port Royal…we all are, I believe? Answer me."

Beckett smiled as if he were the devil himself. He walked up to Beth and personally put shackles on her and said, "You're definitely too bold for your own good, Miss Norrington…or is it Mrs.?"

"He's my second cousin." Beth stated defiantly.

"Lord Beckett, in the category of questions not answered—" Will started.

"--We are under the jurisdiction of the King's governor of Port Royal—" Beth continued.

"--And you will tell us what we are charged with." Elizabeth finished.

The Governor started reading from one of the documents: "The charge... is conspiring to set free a man and woman convicted of crimes against the Crown and Empire and condemned to death for which the..."

"For which the punishment, regrettably, is also death." Beckett finished for him. He stepped up to the three in chains. "Perhaps you remember two certain pirates named Jack Sparrow and Meg Owen."

"Captain Jack Sparrow," all three corrected in unison.

"Captain Jack Sparrow…Yes, I thought you might," Beckett smiled slyly once again.

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