Disclaimer: Sadly, I do not own any of POTC. I would just like to emphasize how much I really do hate the owners for making me admit that depressing, but unfortunately true fact.

Brian Turner looked out to the sea only to find emptiness. For hours he had been sitting up in the crow's nest looking for land. Looking down on the deck of the ship itself, he laughed smugly to himself. His brother, Ian, had thought that being in the crow's nest was sheer torture, but he felt otherwise. Perhaps that reason was due to the fact that his entire family was on board The Standoff. In reality, all of his living family was on board the ship. First there were his parents, William and Elizabeth. After them came his three younger siblings Jackie, Anne, and Ian. Jackie was only two years younger than Brian and at fourteen she was beautiful, looking exactly like her mother with the only exception that she had black hair. Anne, who was a year younger than Jackie, took traits both from her mother and father, having her mother's hair and father's eyes. Ian, the youngest of the Turner kids was eleven years old. He was a spitting image of his older brother, Brian, who was the image of his father, William. Following his siblings was his grandfather, Bootstrap Bill. His appearance was nothing like it had been seventeen years ago, when he was still under the service of Davy Jones. Instead, he looked very much like his old self with the exception of age. Behind Bill were Brian's godparents, Jack and Anamaria, who had gotten married shortly after Ian was born. They were the only ones on board the ship at that time, but that was all about to change.

At that particular moment that Brian had decided to look down, chaos had erupted on the ship. Jackie and Anne were screaming at one another and Anamaria was looking forward to whacking some, in her opinion, bratty teenage girls. Elizabeth had tried to take it upon herself to control her girls, but instead she was pushed aside by Will with a belt in hand. Although Brian could not hear what was being said, his sisters immediately stopped arguing when they saw their father approaching. It was common knowledge that he would reprimand them with his belt if need aroused. Of course Will had never hit any of his kids at that point, but he did come very close.

Brian leaned back in the crow's nest still smiling. His life had been pretty good. He had a fresh mouth that generally got him into trouble, but then again he was a pirate so how could he not get into trouble. He had lived in Port Royal all his life until his grandfather, Governor Weatherby Swann, had died when he was fourteen, only two years ago. At that point Lord Cutler Beckett had locked them all up with the promise of the gallows for being pirates. In a swift siege, however, Jack and Anamaria had come to their rescue. Since then the Turners had lived on The Standoff with them.

As the day progressed, Brian started to drift off. He had gotten no sleep the night before because of his sisters arguing about some nonsense. They were always fighting, but at the same time they were like best friends. In that respect, Brian envied them. Brian was always the one who had felt left out when pairing off. He had his brother, but Ian was more interested in their grandfather, Bill. Jackie and Anne were close, obviously, and his parents and godparents shared more than a bond of friendship. That was the trouble of having only nine people on a ship. One had to be left out and unfortunately for Brian, that was him.

Just as Brian was about to drift off for good, a smell as awful as a thousand rotting corpses filled is nostrils. Looking around at the open water, he could only see one thing; the ship's side looked as if it had come up against a reef. Knowing better he yelled the call for such an event.

"KRAKEN! JACK! THE KRAKEN, OFF TO THE PORT SIDE!"

At Brian's call, Jack cursed. "Arrrgh! What the bloody hell does he want now? I gave him his bloody souls! All hands on deck! Movement! I want to see movement! We've got the Kraken to deal with! Master Turner, I leave this to you!"

Looking bewildered, Will nodded his head. "Aye! Brian, get down from there! All of you grab a gun and shoot on my call! Ready?" As the creature made its way upside the boat, there was dead silence. It was different than all the other times Will had seen it for one reason only. It was only coming up on one side of the ship, the other side looked completely normal. As they focused in on the monster lurking up the boat, the suspense increased. Seconds passed, but to the Turners it felt like years. It seemed as if Will was never going to give the order, but eventually it came and they all shot at the mythological creature. Successfully, or so they thought, they brought down the creature. Just as Will was about to complement Brian for noticing it so quickly, one tentacle of the Kraken reached out. As if it could see where it was going, it went through Brian and his mother only to grab Jackie. Brian and Will were about to shoot, but in a blink of an eye, the creature was gone along with Jackie Turner and it was no where to be seen.

Well, that is it for now. I hope you like it and please R&R. Thanks!
Lauren