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Hello all. I had an idea for a story so here it is. It's lightly inspired by Crusoe but it'll have some elements of Lost and other things. I hope you enjoy it. This is AU and non DMC/AWE compliant

Their boat had been completely decimated thanks to the storm. It was only the four of them who managed to escape, the rest were gone. They had been captured by a slaving vessel and were forced into working almost two months ago now.

Will Turner was the first to open his eyes. The sun was high above them and the storm seemed to be nothing but a distant memory. Looking around, his friends and wife were scattered along the beach among the debris of the ruined brigantine. He ran to his wife's side and gently shook her shoulders. "Elizabeth, Elizabeth are you all right? Speak to me," he whispered.

Right next to her, Jack Sparrow brought his hand to the side of his face and there was a small trail of blood sliding down his cheek. "How could that storm just appear out of nowhere?" he asked, causing Will to jump because he hadn't known he was awake.

"Is the world spinning for anyone else or is it just me?" their third companion James Norrington drawled. He slowly sat up and clutched his head, wincing as the spinning refused to stop right away.

"Elizabeth please, wake up," Will said again, this time shaking her with more force.

"She out cold?" Jack asked, coming by their side.

Hearing a tiny moan, Will felt his heart begin beating again. "Elizabeth, you're alive," he said, lifting her slightly and giving her a kiss on the forehead.

"What happened?" she asked, looking around.

James managed to crawl over to them. They all sat in the sand, Elizabeth lying on Will's lap, James still holding his head and Jack putting his scarf against his face to try and stop the blood flow. All were in silence, thinking.

"So what do we do now?" Will asked Jack.

"Why're you looking at me?" the pirate asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Because you've been on deserted islands before. You've been rescued twice."

"That second time was by me," James said raising his hand, "and I highly doubt that people will know to look for us anyway. We've been gone awhile."

"So we're trapped here?" Elizabeth asked, carefully removing herself from Will's gentle hands. She almost fell back but Will caught her again.

"Are you sure you're all right. I don't want you over exerting yourself," Will said concerned.

"I'm fine Will," Elizabeth said, managing a smile. Will still wasn't convinced yet, but he let it go for now.

"It would be best to start looking through the supplies," Jack said. "See what's left from the ship before going out and searching for other things on the island."

The four of them looked at the tree infested land before them and sighed.

"This seems a lot bigger than your island, Jack," Elizabeth said.

"Aye. How about James and I look around first. Elizabeth and Will, you two should, um, just hold tight. We'll be back."

That being said, Jack helped James to his feet and the two went in search of anything useful.

"It's kind of surprising that you're just fine Will. Maybe I should give you a quick look over in case you missed something," Elizabeth said, beginning to tug at Will's shirt.

He shook her off and looked away a moment before looking back. "I'm fine Elizabeth. You don't need to worry about anything. I'm more worried about you though."

"I think I just hit my head on something. I should be fine in a little while."

Will gave her another kiss and she returned it with all of her love.

Jack and James returned about twenty minutes later.

"Guess what I found," Jack said placing a few bottles of amber liquid on the sand.

"How is it that even in the midst of a shipwreck you manage to find rum even when it wasn't there to begin with?" Elizabeth asked.

"Luck," Jack said, to which James snorted. "And..."

"You're Captain Jack Sparrow. We've all heard it before. There's also a bit of clothing and a crate of fruit which thankfully hasn't spoiled yet. We have to go back for that though," James said dropping some wood on the ground.

"I'll help you James. You stay here Jack," Will said getting to his feet.

Will winced slightly but it seemed like no one noticed. The two of them walked off. Jack took a seat next to Elizabeth, rum bottle in hand. He removed the cork and was about to drink when Elizabeth grabbed the bottle and shook her head. Jack glared at her.

The sun disappeared on the horizon and the four of them managed to make a small fire using the debris, rum and some gunpowder they found in another crate.

"How long do you think we'll be stuck here?" Elizabeth asked. She was sitting with her knees tucked under her chin as she stared into the flames.

"However long it takes them to find us I'm afraid," James said.

"I think I'm going to turn in for the night," Jack said. He lay down on the sand and placed his hat (which was among the clothing) over his eyes.

"I think I'm going to attempt sleep as well. Good night James. Good night Will," Elizabeth said. She yawned and gave Will a kiss before lying back also.

"Will, maybe I should check your back? Just to make sure everything's all right," James said a tad worried.

"It's fine James."

"But I saw what they did; I was there."

"James, don't worry about me," Will said, sending him a reassuring smile. "Your head isn't still spinning, is it?"

"No, thankfully it stopped a little while ago. I'm sure Elizabeth should be fine by morning and Jack, well, all he had was a little blood."

"Maybe we should try and get some sleep," Will suggested.

"You rest Turner. I think I'll keep watch for a little while. Make sure the fire stays under control."

"If you get tired though, just wake me and..."

"Go to sleep Turner."

Will smirked and nodded in conceit. "Good night Commodore."

James smirked back. "Good night Turner."

I'm going to hopefully be able to post another chapter next week. I'm going to make this like Spirits and update once a week so long as I have ideas. Thank you for reading. Let me know what you think.