Just for future reference I own nothing from Pirates of The Caribbean, I am only borrowing the names, places, and situations, for the benefit of my own story. Although the characters that you don't recognize from any sort of movie, are probably works of my own crazy creation.
Summary
In preparation for his upcoming wedding Will takes on an apprentice named Jonathan, who is a little less shy then Will originally thought, when a casual stroll through the market place gets him into an unusual bunch of trouble. When he bumps into the two most unlikely people. A hotheaded pick pocket, and a rouge notorious pirate.
So with out further adue my first original work on fan fiction (please don't be too harsh)...
Set The Sparrow Free
"Everything is finally back to normal." she said with another kiss on her handsome fiancés cheek. It had been only a month since the ordeal that could very well have cost them their lives.
"Now all we have to think of is each other, and our life together." she looked up at her bronzed blacksmith and smiled.
"I love you." she whispered in his ear. He blushed and tried to duck his head away, as if he were a turtle hiding from a predator, but her eyes kept locked with his not allowing him to look away.
"And I love you Elizabeth Swan." They both stood there perfectly still staring in each others eyes for what seemed like forever. They stood in the very spot were William first laid eyes on the infamous Jack Sparrow.
"What are you thinking about?" Elizabeth wondered as she brushed a few strands of hair out of Williams eyes. As he opened he mouth to tell his future wife what he was actually thinking, he was interrupted by a knock at the large wooden door.
behind it was a young man about the age of seventeen. His name was Jonathan Underling and he came to fill the position of apprentice to William. The drunk whom cared for Will as a child had long since died, and Will was forced to carry on the shop himself, but with the wedding edging on, and Elizabeth's constant needing for Will to be a proper man of high society, he needed someone's help, and Jonathan was the perfect candidate. He had been orphaned not 12 days before, and was looking for something to take his mind off the sudden death of his mother. He had light brown hair that shimmered golden in the sun, light blue eyes, and sun tanned skin. He was strong, and handsome, but had an unsure, non-confident look about him.
"Hello Jonathan." Will said opening the wooden door of the blacksmiths shop.
"Mr. Turner." Jonathan said with a respectful, firm handshake.