This story is just about Jack and Elizabeth, they sooooo should be
together. I don't own any of the characters, places etc. They all belong to
disney. Please read and review!Thanx, I hope you enjoy!
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Prologue
Elizabeth looked in her silver mirror. She was beautiful and radiant. Today she was to be married. The dress was white satin with pearls, imported straight from London. It didn't have a corset thankfully. Maids were around her dressing her and fixing her hair, making her look like a china doll that rich children often carried around in carts. She was finally marrying her true love, Will Turner. All thru her life they had remained distant but had been in eachothers minds always. She was gloriously happy to be marrying Will, but something was tugging at her mind. Something just a thought. She couldn't discover what it was.
Walking down the aisle, everyone was staring at her. Faces smiling, eyes full of tears of happiness. Even the Commadore was there, and he put on a smile too. With Elizabeth's her arm on her father's, he then whispered to her,
"Elizabeth, I'm glad you're truly happy. Will is truly remarkable man
and will be a honorable husband for you."
She replied, " Well, father, thank you. I just am glad to be pleasing
you. This is like living a dream."
But truly, she knew deep down something was missing. Something or someone, was Will not the one for her? Who else could it be? It must be wedding jitters. As she approached the altar she saw Will, just one glance at him took her breath away. No, he had to be for her, he was her one and only. Then she left and went to him. The priest began the ceremony.
A few minutes later, "Do you Will take Elizabeth to be your lawfully wedded bride, to treasure and hold from this day forward?"
"I do," Will replied.
" And do you Elizabeth take Will to be your lawfully wedded husband, to treasure and hold from this day forward?"
"I do," Elizabeth replied.
"Then you may kiss, the bride." And they truly kissed, a jitter that sent shivers down Elizabeths spine. He was hers, she would be happy. Truly happy, a world full of promises would be ahead of her. It never even occurred to her, that some promises would be broken.
"Hurry up you mangy dogs, we're almost there. We have to make it hurry hurry!" Jack Sparrow shouted. He was on his way to Elizabeth, she was being married and he knew he had to stop it. He loved her, he found this out the day he left. But he decided to bury that love with whores and wenches and the Black Pearl. She is just a fantasy like many other women, he thought nothing more than that. But he knew once he heard of the wedding, it was much more than that. He truly loved her and someway by God he had to have her for his own.
He made it, he finally made it to Elizabeth. He jumped off the boat raced up the dock and into the down. He had trouble finding the church, he'd never been there before you see. But finally finding it he rushed in the door and stood at the back to see Elizabeth kiss Will with so much vigor, so much love that he knew that she could never be his. She would never kiss him like that, she could never love him. And Jack Sparrow left. His heart gone and sadness filling up his heart. It was different, he had never felt like this before. Love and sadness was a new thing for a pirate.
One Year Later
"Elizabeth darling, I won't be gone long. It's just a short visit to a few islands. The Commadore wants me to show my swords to the governors there. Just a few darling. It's a important business trip. I should be gone just about 2 ½ weeks. Please don't cry," Will whispered to Elizabeth the day he was leaving.
"Oh, Will, I'll be alright. It will be okay. It's just hard leaving you, with the baby and everything. Father will look after me and the servants," she whispered back, little tears flowing down her face.
"Then goodbye, I love you," he said and kissed her gently on the lips. He then boarded the ship, The Storm and waved. She stood there and watched till the ship disapeared on the horizon. She then slowly walked back to the house, patting her belly where the baby was softly kicking. "I know little one, he'll be back," she whispered to the baby who was slowly developing inside her. "He'll be back."
One Week Later
Elizabeth was in the dining room eating breakfast when the mail arrived. She sifted thru each one. A few letters from friends, business then one peculiar letter arrived from southern Jamaica. It was addressed to the Mrs. Turner. She opened it up and started reading,
Dear Mrs. Turner,
We regret to inform you of the death of you husband. He was killed
during a storm which killed nearly all of the crew. He died
hononorably helping to save a few of the other passengers first. Elizabeth didn't care to read the rest of the letter, all she thought of was that this had to be a horrible nightmare, it was'nt real, it was fake. But then she felt it in her heart, he was dead. Then she collapsed with a great thud. And all the rest of the servants came running.
Jack Sparrow was in Columbia when he heard the news of a great shipreck on The Storm. Killed nearly all of its passengers he heard from another fierce one legged pirate. "Even killed the famous Will Turner, ya kno' o' him do' ya? Ye' he died, and havin' a newly widowed bride at 'ome too." Will Turner, dead, Jack thought with shock. Elizabeth, a widow. It couldn't be. No, not possible. My Elizabeth, darling, all these months he had loved her even more. He regretted Will's death, even though he was stupid he was a great fellow. Elizabeth, he had to get to her, she would kill herself with Will's death. My Elizabeth, I'm coming.
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Prologue
Elizabeth looked in her silver mirror. She was beautiful and radiant. Today she was to be married. The dress was white satin with pearls, imported straight from London. It didn't have a corset thankfully. Maids were around her dressing her and fixing her hair, making her look like a china doll that rich children often carried around in carts. She was finally marrying her true love, Will Turner. All thru her life they had remained distant but had been in eachothers minds always. She was gloriously happy to be marrying Will, but something was tugging at her mind. Something just a thought. She couldn't discover what it was.
Walking down the aisle, everyone was staring at her. Faces smiling, eyes full of tears of happiness. Even the Commadore was there, and he put on a smile too. With Elizabeth's her arm on her father's, he then whispered to her,
"Elizabeth, I'm glad you're truly happy. Will is truly remarkable man
and will be a honorable husband for you."
She replied, " Well, father, thank you. I just am glad to be pleasing
you. This is like living a dream."
But truly, she knew deep down something was missing. Something or someone, was Will not the one for her? Who else could it be? It must be wedding jitters. As she approached the altar she saw Will, just one glance at him took her breath away. No, he had to be for her, he was her one and only. Then she left and went to him. The priest began the ceremony.
A few minutes later, "Do you Will take Elizabeth to be your lawfully wedded bride, to treasure and hold from this day forward?"
"I do," Will replied.
" And do you Elizabeth take Will to be your lawfully wedded husband, to treasure and hold from this day forward?"
"I do," Elizabeth replied.
"Then you may kiss, the bride." And they truly kissed, a jitter that sent shivers down Elizabeths spine. He was hers, she would be happy. Truly happy, a world full of promises would be ahead of her. It never even occurred to her, that some promises would be broken.
"Hurry up you mangy dogs, we're almost there. We have to make it hurry hurry!" Jack Sparrow shouted. He was on his way to Elizabeth, she was being married and he knew he had to stop it. He loved her, he found this out the day he left. But he decided to bury that love with whores and wenches and the Black Pearl. She is just a fantasy like many other women, he thought nothing more than that. But he knew once he heard of the wedding, it was much more than that. He truly loved her and someway by God he had to have her for his own.
He made it, he finally made it to Elizabeth. He jumped off the boat raced up the dock and into the down. He had trouble finding the church, he'd never been there before you see. But finally finding it he rushed in the door and stood at the back to see Elizabeth kiss Will with so much vigor, so much love that he knew that she could never be his. She would never kiss him like that, she could never love him. And Jack Sparrow left. His heart gone and sadness filling up his heart. It was different, he had never felt like this before. Love and sadness was a new thing for a pirate.
One Year Later
"Elizabeth darling, I won't be gone long. It's just a short visit to a few islands. The Commadore wants me to show my swords to the governors there. Just a few darling. It's a important business trip. I should be gone just about 2 ½ weeks. Please don't cry," Will whispered to Elizabeth the day he was leaving.
"Oh, Will, I'll be alright. It will be okay. It's just hard leaving you, with the baby and everything. Father will look after me and the servants," she whispered back, little tears flowing down her face.
"Then goodbye, I love you," he said and kissed her gently on the lips. He then boarded the ship, The Storm and waved. She stood there and watched till the ship disapeared on the horizon. She then slowly walked back to the house, patting her belly where the baby was softly kicking. "I know little one, he'll be back," she whispered to the baby who was slowly developing inside her. "He'll be back."
One Week Later
Elizabeth was in the dining room eating breakfast when the mail arrived. She sifted thru each one. A few letters from friends, business then one peculiar letter arrived from southern Jamaica. It was addressed to the Mrs. Turner. She opened it up and started reading,
Dear Mrs. Turner,
We regret to inform you of the death of you husband. He was killed
during a storm which killed nearly all of the crew. He died
hononorably helping to save a few of the other passengers first. Elizabeth didn't care to read the rest of the letter, all she thought of was that this had to be a horrible nightmare, it was'nt real, it was fake. But then she felt it in her heart, he was dead. Then she collapsed with a great thud. And all the rest of the servants came running.
Jack Sparrow was in Columbia when he heard the news of a great shipreck on The Storm. Killed nearly all of its passengers he heard from another fierce one legged pirate. "Even killed the famous Will Turner, ya kno' o' him do' ya? Ye' he died, and havin' a newly widowed bride at 'ome too." Will Turner, dead, Jack thought with shock. Elizabeth, a widow. It couldn't be. No, not possible. My Elizabeth, darling, all these months he had loved her even more. He regretted Will's death, even though he was stupid he was a great fellow. Elizabeth, he had to get to her, she would kill herself with Will's death. My Elizabeth, I'm coming.