This is set a few months after DMC- imagining that the whole thing with Barbossa and Tia Dalma didn't happen at the end. Just imagine that Jack was miraculously rescued somehow. I basically wanted to see what happened when he's thrown in with some of my other favourite and least favourite book characters. Hope you enjoy it- please review it!
Jack Sparrow woke suddenly as a bright light shone in his eyes, blinding him.
"Whoa, stoppit..." he grumbled, holding up a hand.
"Jack Sparrow?"
Jack rolled his eyes. These people would never learn. "Captain Jack Sparrow!"
"Yeah, whatever," the voice said. "Mr Sparrow, by the order of the King Philius, you must come with me."
"It may have escaped your notice," Jack said. "But we happen to be on a ship. My ship. I only have to click my fingers and my crew will beat the Jesus out of you. So, I'd appreciate it if you would leave me to sleep, savvy?"
A sigh could be heard. "Very well. The others didn't agree either. You will now be subjected to the wrath of the Minotaur. Who will you take with you?"
Jack groaned. Too much rum again.
"I dunno..." he said, burying his head in his pillow.
"You must choose someone," the voice said, sounding impatient. "Pick a name, any name."
"Will Turner..." Jack yawned, saying the first name that came into his head. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a hangover to sleep through."
With that, he fell asleep.
Will Turner admired his handiwork.
"Beautiful," he said to himself, gently stroking the hilt of the sword. "Best I've done yet."
He looked outside, seeing the dark sky, and sighed. "Time for bed, I guess. Don't want to be late tomorrow."
Tomorrow. His stomach went into butterflies at the thought of it. Tomorrow was his wedding to the beautiful Elizabeth Swann.
As he put his hammer back into the stand, he felt an odd pulling sensation, as if someone had grasped him around the waist and was trying to force him through a wall. Ignoring it, he headed up the stairs. He felt it again.
"What the hell-"
Will Turner didn't even have a chance to make a noise before he was dragged into a pitch-black abyss which appeared in the middle of the air, disappearing as soon as it had swallowed up the young man.