Title : Changing facts
Authoress : Marjon
Rating : T
Pairing(s) : JackWill
Warning : This is slash, meaning malexmale. If you don't like, you'd better leave immediately.
Summary : By accident Will loses his memories. And who is Jack to tell him the original ones, instead of taking advance of the state the blacksmith is in and give him some new? But does Will ever forgive the infamous pirate when he regains his memory back?
Disclaimer : If I would, I wouldn't be writing this, but you would see this in the movies, now wouldn't it?
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"Truth is beautiful, without doubt; but so are lies." – Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Chapter one – Jack's POV
Lightening flashed across the sky. Enlightening the sky, the sea and those unfortunate to not be at any port, but stuck in the middle of the storm. A lone ship with black sails was seen for a couple of moments before it became invisible again due the heavy rainfall.
The next flash of lightening was seen, allowing the captain to see for a moment what was going on at his ship. Holding his hat with one hand and the wooden wheel with his other, he looked across the decks. Or at least he tried to, because it was no use. The rain was falling down too heavily to see further than one meter ahead of him. And even that was pretty far.
Narrowing his eyes even further, Captain Jack Sparrow tried to get his ship, his beloved Pearl, through this storm without getting too much damage. This was not one of the heaviest storms she had endured through, but it pained Jack to see what the storm did to her, even if it was just a little damage.
He shouted some orders down to his crew, although he was not sure if they heard him. The wind was blowing towards him, so he had few hopes. But he knew he could thrust them. Even though they were a bunch of scum, they did know what to do when they were asked. And even if they weren't. Yet he trusted no one but himself at the wheel in a storm like this.
The ship protested heavily, and Jack could still not gain full control over her. Glancing over at the sky when another flash of lightening illuminated the sky, he saw that the weather seemed to change a little to the better. He was soaked wet, shivered violently and was in desperate need of some rum.
And Jack had been right. Within an hour or so, maybe two, the lightening had stopped and the rainstorm had become a little drizzle. The high waves had lowered and even the sun allowed herself to show through the clouds at short times. Jack called for Gibbs, who came only a minute after that and took over the steering wheel when he was told to do so.
Walking over the deck Jack looked around to see what kind of damage had the storm done to the ship and her crew. Apparently no one was thrown over board in the storm and the damage was only little.
There was only one problem unsolved.
Wherever he searched, he could not find the young whelp anywhere. He had asked around a bit, but know one knew where he was. Suddenly Anamaria came running towards him, her face looked like if she was trying to hide something. But thus far he could not figure out what.
"Capt'n, ya must come with me. I think ya'd want to know 'bout this."
Jack simply raised one eyebrow, but he walked after her anyway. She would have not done such a thing if it wasn't important. And she was some sort of a doctor on the ship anyway. A little walk across the deck towards the crew's chambers was all that took for the captain to finally find out where William Turner was. Why hadn't he thought of that before?
Anamaria opened the door and walked in, mentioning Jack to follow her. On one of the beds laid the young blacksmith. He seemed to be alright, asleep almost.
"What's wrong with 'im?" Jack asked, eyeing Will carefully, as if to see what had to be wrong. Anamaria shook her shoulders.
"Don't know yet. Found 'im below decks." She then turned around and walked back towards the door. "I should leave ya two 'lone."
Carefully, not wanting to disturb Will, Jack went over towards the bed he laid on and kneeled down. He inched a little closer towards the young male, only to back off a moment later when Will's eyes opened quickly. He sat up and looked around. A little confused it almost seemed.
"Where am I?" He said, still using his high class voice as he had always done. It didn't seem to fit the pirate at all.
The comment let Jack wonder for a moment before he answered the question of the lad. "In the crew's chambers. Where else?"
Will let his eyes focus on the captain for a while before he looked at himself. Shock flashed in the lad's eyes when he looked back at Jack.
"Who are you?" Not more than one second passed before he asked: "Who am I?"
Jack eyes widened, before he put up his right index finger. "Hold it right there. I'll be back within a min."
Running almost towards Anamaria, he found her with another wounded crewmember. He grabber her right upper arm and pulled her up to face him. "Why didn't ya tell me?"
"Tell ya what?" The woman in front of him glared angrily, probably pissed off at him for pulling her up like that.
"That he doesn't have any mem'ries at all. The lad doesn't even 'now who he is."
A blink of her eyes told him enough. She didn't knew it either. Well, that explained at least a few things.
"Just keep pressure on that an' will be just fine." Anamaria said to the wounded crewmember, Jack couldn't recall his name that easily, and walked off towards the crew's chambers. "I must see 'im." She called over her shoulder towards Jack.
Within the room Will was still on the bed, this time more into a sitting position instead of leaning on his elbows. His hairs also had been pulled back a little, while the previous time the captain had seen the lad he had his damp hairs more falling in front of his face. His clothes still stuck on his skin.
"Anamaria." The woman said to Will as some sort of a greeting and went over to Will. "Need to exam'nate you. Stay still."
Will nodded slightly and did as the woman had requested him, while he looked over towards Jack. "May I ask who you are?"
Jack felt a stab in his heart when he heard the words, but he tried to hide his pain on the outside. "Captain Jack Sparrow."
Another nod from the lad, before the same questioning expression came on his face again. "And I am?" A pained expression was shown on Will's face when Anamaria probably hit a sore spot.
"Sorry. Pro'bly a bump on 'is head. Me suggestion is temporarily mem'ry loss. Could be a stayin' one thou. Time must tell." And with that the woman left the room again, probably to nurse some other pirates on the Pearl.
"As for ya question, you're William Turner. Pirate on me ship, the Pearl. Ya need to take sum rest lad. I'll be back later."
With one last glance on Will, Jack left the room the same way Anamaria had left. He had a lot to think about. A hell of a lot. And he needed rum. Rum would help him think better.
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They say 'Truth is beautiful', they are right, no doubt about that. But aren't lies beautiful too? Especially when you have the one person you love the most in the world with a memory loss and you can tell him whatever you wish to let him believe. So why not? What was keeping him from doing that exact thing to Will?
Jack didn't know. He really didn't. His damp clothes and hair sticking on his body and face, a bottle half-filled with rum in his right hand. Jack had been thinking about this for a long time now. This was probably a once in a lifetime opportunity to let the lad love him back, but he was doubting. Was it fair for both of them to tell lies?
Standing up quickly, taking one last sip of his rum and went towards Will. If he wouldn't do it now, he would probably do it never. And thus he would look up for the boy and give him back his memories. Just some parts would be skipped and here and there would be a little changes. That couldn't be that bad, right?
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Authoress Note: Ah, the first chapter of this story is finally done. I just had to write it down, the idea has been on my mind for a long time now. I hope you all like it, and will continue reading this. There are way too less JackWill stories around here, so another one isn't that bad. Leave a review behind if you want, it really helps me wanting to update quicker.