Pirates of the Caribbean – Friends Till The End

By Princess-Pirate

Email: Sequel to The Life I've Always Wanted. The story picks up eleven years later. Two best friends discover what can happen when a life changing event causes then to doubt everything the have known about their lives.

Disclaimer: All the characters, ships, and places in the Caribbean belong to Walt Disney and producer Jerry Bruckheimer, as well as the dialect in the flashbacks from the movie. I don't own any of them (I wish). Some of the new characters are my own creations and therefore I have some ownership over them.

A/N: Please read and let me know what you think. Reviews and ideas on coming chapters are most welcome. Also note that I've changed Bootstrap's name from William to what everyone used to call him – Bill. This was since I discovered that there was some confusion if Jack called them both William.

Jonathan is one and a half years older than Orlando which makes him 13 years and Orlando is 12 years old.

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Chapter 1 – Boys Will Be Boys

"Here ya go lad" the man said as he handed the boy the apples that he had paid for.

"Thank you sir" he said as he took the apples and placed them in the basket that he was carrying. He looked over to where the other girls were playing in the street and smiled when they looked at him and giggled.

Orlando Turner was only twelve years old but all the girls were already swooning under his charms. He had blonde-brown shoulder length hair and a pair of bright sienna eyes, which always sparkled with mischief.

His father and mother had settled down in Port Royale along with Uncle Jack and Aunt Anamaria. His grandfather and grandmother was currently in England to attend to some matters but they would be returning soon and then they would go on adventures that his father and mother went on before he was born.

"Hello Orlando" a voice said and he turned to see Rebecca Sparrow walking towards him with her mother. She had black hair and was the perfect image of her father.

"Good morning Becky, Aunt Anamaria" Orlando said as he smiled and nodded.

"Morning Orlando lad" Anamaria said as she ruffled his hair and then moved on since she had to take Rebecca for her daily lessons. It was a lost cause on Jonathan whom had disappeared for the day again. Probably out with his father on the Pearl again.

Orlando chuckled to himself as he started to make his way back home. He was pulled from his thoughts when he heard his name being called.

"Jonathan" he said as the boy came running towards him "What is it?"

"RUN" Jonathan said as he pulled Orlando at his arm and dragged him along and it was then that Orlando saw the burly sailor running towards them.

"Come back here, ye little tramp" he yelled as he chased after them.

"What have you done this time Jonathan?" Orlando sighed as he took off after Jonathan.

They managed to avoid the sailor and both burst into the door of Will's smithy and then fell down in the hay.

"Don't do that again" Orlando said as he sat up and caught his breath "I have to get home since mom will be waiting for the shopping. What did you snatch this time?"

"Look here" Jonathan said as she unfurled the paper which turned out to be a piece of paper with lines and numbers on them. "My dad will be so happy with this."

"Happy with what?" A voice asked and both boys jumped to their feet. Orlando had to grab at the basket to stop it from falling to the ground. "Aren't you supposed to be doing the shopping for your mother?" Will asked as he looked at the two boys.

"Yes I was busy father" Orlando said as he pulled his hair tie from his hair and tried to get his hair into a neat ponytail again. That was another difference between the two boys – Orlando was the neat and orderly one while Jonathan was the wild child (just like their fathers, although they didn't know that). "But Jonathan here decided to drag me along on one of his notorious adventures again."

Will chuckled as he watched the look on his son's face. "All right then" he said "Off you go then. Jonathan your mother is looking for you. She said to tell you that you better get to your lessons or you'll have a few chores to do tomorrow."

Jonathan nodded and quickly stuffed the paper in his pocket. "Yes Mister Turner" he said. "See you later" he told Orlando and then left the smithy at a run, not wanting his mother on his case again.

"You okay?" Will asked Orlando as he helped his son to his feet and handed him the basket that was standing on the floor.

"I really was heading home dad" Orlando said as he looked at his father, not wanting to be in trouble.

"I know son" Will said as he gave him a hug. Orlando was sometimes referred to as the perfect child. He had his moments but was normally a quiet and obeying child. It was his sister Gisella that was the problem. She had a triple dose of adventure in her and at only seven was already driving her mother up the wall.

"Can I go now?" Orlando asked as he dusted himself off and looked at Will. "I promised mother I would be back as soon as possible because I have French lessons this afternoon. Want an apple?" he asked as he took one out of the basket and handed it to his father.

"Thanks son" Will said as he took a bite. "Now how about you get on home and to your lessons. We can have some sword practice this evening it you want to."

"Really?" Orlando asked as his eyes lit up. "You're the best father in the whole wide world. Wait until Jonathan hears about this." He took off towards home, not wanting to waste one more minute.

"Boys" Will chuckled as he returned to the sword that was waiting for him.

"I remember another young lad whom had a particularly fondness towards swords" Jack said as he walked out of the shadows where he was sitting before the boys burst in.

Will chuckled as he looked at is friend.

A/N – Well what do you think of my first chapter. Please let me know, I really need you input on this.