Summary: After a freak dreams sparks curiosity, Jack and Will embark on a
new adventure to find Bootstrap Bill, but they realize things about
themselves they never thought they would.
Disclaimer: I don't know Johnny Depp, or any other famous type in this story. It is work from my brain(or madness), it is FICTION. None of this is real, I made everything up unless I used stuff from my own life but ya'll don't know that (
Rating: PG-13 Title: Pirates of the Caribbean: The Quest for William Turner Contact: capn_jack_sparrow_savvy@yahoo.com
::Pirates of the Caribbean: The Quest for Bootstrap Bill Turner:: :: Prolouge::
It had been two exhausting years since the events that shook Port Royal. Everything had appeared to be back to normal routine- no sudden canon fire from dark, mysterious ships or pirates lingering about. Though, there was still a warrant out for Jack dead or alive. He hadn't dared go back otherwise he'd be back at the noose.
Throughout those two years, Jack had lost the Pearl to the crew. Right after returning to the ship he promised 50% of all their plunder to the entire crew and the other 50% to himself. Unfortunately for Jack, he didn't exactly stick to his own deal. The crew marooned him on the same spit of land he had been on twice before to teach him a lesson, and had always intended on going back and retrieving him. But, they had soon forgotten about him, only one remembered, Mr. Gibbs, but once they had gotten back to the island, Jack was no where to be found. So the crew kept on moving, and thinking nothing of it. Jack managed to get back to Tortuga which he had been for the remainder of the two years. He told no one of how he got back, because of course there was many a man wanting to know the full story. All he would tell is that he was marooned there for five days and found himself a way out.
Will and Elizabeth had gotten married 9 months after Jack escaped his hanging and it was a lovely wedding. Governor Swann bought the newly weds a beautiful home a few miles from their mansion. There was one thing bothering them after they married- Commodore Norrington. He wasn't fond of Will, and Elizabeth knew he still had feelings for her. What they didn't know was that Norrington always kept one thing close to him and kept it well hidden. He still longed for Elizabeth, and always told himself that one day, Will would pay.
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He picked up the slim bottle with only a third of rum left in it and took a long drink. "You bloody idiot! You let him have her when she was already yours." His balance was off so that he ran into the couch in the master bedroom of Norrington Mansion. He wasn't holding the bottle upright so a lot of it spilled onto the floor and his clothing. He cursed so loud out on the balcony that his maid had to come in and literally fight him for the bottle.
"You're not well at all, Mr. Norrington." Miss Marshall, his maid, commented after finally getting the bottle from him and helping him to the bathroom. "Take a nice warm bath, Mr. Norrington, and get some rest, you'll feel much better in the morning." "It's all bloody Turner's fault!" He shouted, fighting Miss Marshall's grip on him. He started pounding and kicking anything in his site. It frightened the maid so that she ran out of the room. "My Lord, what has gotten into that man?" She questioned, leaning against the closed door. You could hear Norrington complaining and shouting all through the mansion. The housekeepers downstairs were talking quietly at the bottom of the spiral stairwell.
"You know he's been this way since Will and Elizabeth were engaged." "Oh, I know, it's so terrible about those two. They were definitely meant for each other. But I guess things never work the way you'd like them-" The chef, Michael, was cut off by the Commodore running down the stairs, and with his balance the way it was, he fell down the last 10 stairs, cutting his forehead and knocking himself out.
"This has got to end!" Miss Marshall exclaimed while trying to help the other two get him up. "It's gone on too long."
Disclaimer: I don't know Johnny Depp, or any other famous type in this story. It is work from my brain(or madness), it is FICTION. None of this is real, I made everything up unless I used stuff from my own life but ya'll don't know that (
Rating: PG-13 Title: Pirates of the Caribbean: The Quest for William Turner Contact: capn_jack_sparrow_savvy@yahoo.com
::Pirates of the Caribbean: The Quest for Bootstrap Bill Turner:: :: Prolouge::
It had been two exhausting years since the events that shook Port Royal. Everything had appeared to be back to normal routine- no sudden canon fire from dark, mysterious ships or pirates lingering about. Though, there was still a warrant out for Jack dead or alive. He hadn't dared go back otherwise he'd be back at the noose.
Throughout those two years, Jack had lost the Pearl to the crew. Right after returning to the ship he promised 50% of all their plunder to the entire crew and the other 50% to himself. Unfortunately for Jack, he didn't exactly stick to his own deal. The crew marooned him on the same spit of land he had been on twice before to teach him a lesson, and had always intended on going back and retrieving him. But, they had soon forgotten about him, only one remembered, Mr. Gibbs, but once they had gotten back to the island, Jack was no where to be found. So the crew kept on moving, and thinking nothing of it. Jack managed to get back to Tortuga which he had been for the remainder of the two years. He told no one of how he got back, because of course there was many a man wanting to know the full story. All he would tell is that he was marooned there for five days and found himself a way out.
Will and Elizabeth had gotten married 9 months after Jack escaped his hanging and it was a lovely wedding. Governor Swann bought the newly weds a beautiful home a few miles from their mansion. There was one thing bothering them after they married- Commodore Norrington. He wasn't fond of Will, and Elizabeth knew he still had feelings for her. What they didn't know was that Norrington always kept one thing close to him and kept it well hidden. He still longed for Elizabeth, and always told himself that one day, Will would pay.
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He picked up the slim bottle with only a third of rum left in it and took a long drink. "You bloody idiot! You let him have her when she was already yours." His balance was off so that he ran into the couch in the master bedroom of Norrington Mansion. He wasn't holding the bottle upright so a lot of it spilled onto the floor and his clothing. He cursed so loud out on the balcony that his maid had to come in and literally fight him for the bottle.
"You're not well at all, Mr. Norrington." Miss Marshall, his maid, commented after finally getting the bottle from him and helping him to the bathroom. "Take a nice warm bath, Mr. Norrington, and get some rest, you'll feel much better in the morning." "It's all bloody Turner's fault!" He shouted, fighting Miss Marshall's grip on him. He started pounding and kicking anything in his site. It frightened the maid so that she ran out of the room. "My Lord, what has gotten into that man?" She questioned, leaning against the closed door. You could hear Norrington complaining and shouting all through the mansion. The housekeepers downstairs were talking quietly at the bottom of the spiral stairwell.
"You know he's been this way since Will and Elizabeth were engaged." "Oh, I know, it's so terrible about those two. They were definitely meant for each other. But I guess things never work the way you'd like them-" The chef, Michael, was cut off by the Commodore running down the stairs, and with his balance the way it was, he fell down the last 10 stairs, cutting his forehead and knocking himself out.
"This has got to end!" Miss Marshall exclaimed while trying to help the other two get him up. "It's gone on too long."