Melody Jones?

The Truth

Today was the day my little sister was getting married to William Turner and I couldn't be happier. It has been a year since Jack escaped and it has been just under a year since James left.

I still remember the day James left so clearly. I was in my room when James knocked asking if it was okay to come in.

"Isabella I am sorry but I cannot stay here any more Sparrow has ruined me. I love you Isabella but I can see that you don't feel the same" James told me.

"James I do love you just not in the way you want me to. I love you as if youn were my brother. Where are you going to go?" I asked him.

"I don't know yet but I hope we will meet again Isabella" he smiled.

"Me too. I'll miss you James" I said, hugging him.

"I'll miss you too" he told me.

He then kissed me before leaving.

And that was the last time I saw James.

Back to today Elizabeth and I were both standing in the rain waiting for Will. Elizabeth was wearing a beautiful yellow-gold dress with a beautiful white veil. Hair hair was half up and half down. She looked absolutely beautiful. I was wearing a simple golden dress with my hair down.

"He's not coming is he?" Elizabeth asked me, crying.

"Elizabeth Rose Swann he loves you so much. He would never do this to you. Maybe something has happened to him" I said.

Elizabeth looked at me worried.

"Its okay. Come on we'll go see if we can find him" I smiled, trying to stop her crying and worrying.

Just as we reached the courtyard Will appeared being held by soldiers.

"Will!" I yelled.

"Will why is this happening?" Elizabeth asked, going over to Will and hugging him.

"I don't know. You look beautiful Elizabeth" Will said, stroking her cheek.

"What about me? Am I dead?" I asked jokingly, trying to lighten the mood.

"You look beautiful too Bella" Will laughed.

"I think it's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding" Elizabeth told him.

Just the Father joined us looking angry.

"Make way. Let me though. How dare you? Stand your men down at once! Do you hear me?" Father yelled angry.

"Governor Weatherby Swann. It's been too long" Beckett said.

"Cutler Beckett" Father said shocked.

"It's Lord now actually" Beckett told him calmly.

"Lord or not you have no reason and no authority to arrest this man" Father told him.

"In fact I do. Mr. Mercer a warrant for the arrest of one William Turner" Beckett said.

Mercer handed Father a scroll.

"This warrant is for Elizabeth Swann" Father shouted shocked.

"NO! YOU WILL NOT TAKE MY SISTER!" I cried.

"Don't worry Isabella. I have one for you too. Oh my mistake arrest her" Beckett ordered, looking at Elizabeth.

The guards put her in shackles.

"On what charge?" Elizabeth questioned.

"Ahh. Here's the one for William Turner and Isabella Swann. And I have another for James Norrington. Is he present?" Beckett asked, looking around.

"Commodore Norrington resigned his commissions some months ago" Father said sadly.

We all did really like James. He had been apart of our little family for years. Father to some extent thought of James as a son to him and that's why I think he wanted me to marry him. So James would really be his son.

"I don't believe that's the answer to the question I asked" Beckett stated.

"He's gone so you can't arrest him dumb ass" I told him.

Beckett glared at me.

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

"...We are under the jurisdiction of the King's Governor of Port Royal and you will tell us what we are charged with" Elizabeth's finished.

"The charge...is conspiring to set free a man convicted of crimes against the crown and empire and condemned to death for which the..." Father started reading the warrant but stopped.

"For which the punishment regrettably is also death. Perhaps you remember a certain pirate named Jack Sparrow" Beckett finished.

"Captain! It's Captain Jack Sparrow" I told him.

"Oh yes. Captain Jack Sparrow" Beckett said sarcastically.

Beckett then stared at me for a little bit.

"What do you want?" I spat.

"Isabella I have proposal to make with you" he smiled slyly.

"What's that?" I questioned.

"Marry me and become Mrs Lord Cutler Beckett. You'll be rich and a Lords wife" he said.

"Will it save Elizabeth and Will too?" I asked.

"It might save Elizabeth but not William" he told me.

"No! You really think I would marry you the fucking prick who's going to kill my little sister and best friend. No fucking way! I'd rather go live in Davy Jones' locker then marry you!" I shouted, spitting in his face.

"Take them to the prison" Beckett ordered.

"Take care of yourself Isabella and take care of Elizabeth for me please" Father begged.

"I always do Father" I yelled back, being dragged away.

Yeah I wasn't going willing.