It was an average and normal day in Port Royal. Liz was passing the time watching Will work in the smithy. Will had to finish the day's work before he could treat Lizzie to the romantic dinner of bread and lamb, purchased with his last five shillings, that he'd been preparing for the two of them unbeknownst to Miss Swann.
She sat and observed him as he hammered away at a sword while shirtless. His muscles glistened because it was hot in the smithy. The pair suddenly heard cannon fire from the bay.
"I know those cannons!" hollered Will.
He rushed outside to see what was going on. It turned out he didn't know those cannons because some strange pirates who'd never been seen before were attacking Port Royal.
"O Snap! We're under fire!" cried a distraught Liz, grabbing Will's arm, handing him a sword she'd brought from inside.
Fearing for Lizzie's life, he suggested they should try to avoid the pirates. He kissed her. "Miss Swann, I suggest we try to avoid these pirates," he told his love, hoping the lamb for supper would survive the battle.
They tried to avoid the unfamiliar pirates but they were soon captured. The captain of the ship and leader of the unfamiliar pirates, a large, scary dude, informed the pair that they, along with the people of Port Royale, would be killed if Will and Lizzy didn't bring him Jack Sparrow.
"I wants that there Jack Sparra' ter be brung ter me by yuns, Will Turner and Liz Swann, or else we'z gonna kill everyone in Port Royal and ye two too." Then he added, "And also, we shall burn this town as well when we are finished slaughtering everyone."
"We will find Jack and bring him back, I swear it!"
And so, Governor Swann chartered them a boat to help them search for Jack so they could bring him back and the people wouldn't be kilt and the town wouldn't be burnt to the floor.
First, they rode the boat to Tortuga, but the Pearl wasn't there, and neither was Jack and nobody knew where to find him either.
Will was like, "Where ever shall we look now, for Port Royal hangs in the balance."
Suddenly, Liz remembered that she remembered the way to the Isla de Muerta, so they drove the ship, Ruby Red, to the island of death and found all the treasure gone and Jack and the Pearl weren't there either.
So they left the Isla de Muerta, and the boat needed supplies so they went to the nearest port, Port Au Prince. Parking the ship, they saw the Pearl, and Will and Lizzie went aboard.
They asked where Jack was, but nobody knew.
Gibbs said, "We ain't seen Jack for nigh on 10 days since we got here."
So will and Lizzie went into the town to look for Jack, and Will thought maybe they should search the whorehouses, but he didn't want Miss Swann to be subjected to them.
"Avast, Miss Swann! I shall search for Jack in the Ladies' of the Evenings houses," he could not bring himself to call the whorehouses by their proper name, "but it is not proper for you to enter such places so you mustn't come with me. I will go alone," he proclaimed bravely, chocolatey locks falling into his face, making him look boyish.
"Okay," agreed Liz and as Will went off to search for Jack in the whorehouses, she began to wander through the streets just looking around when suddenly, she tripped over something on the sidewalk.
It was Jack Sparrow's body.
His soul was in it to it too, and he was passed out drunk but her tripping woke him and he was all like, "Lizzy? Where's the rum, luv, savvy?"
A/N: That's the first chapter. We hope you enjoy it as much as we do. Reviewers get their own boat.
