Youth is Yours
By
Linkandroid12
A/n:
This story is based off the fourth movie. I added my own OC and changed things somewhat. For instance this is Yaoi. For those who like the Will/Elizabeth pairing I am sorry. This is not a fic for you.
I will be using the fountain of youth eventually. There is a lot that has to happen before Jack seeks immortality. Yes unlike the movie he wants to be immortal for a good reason.
Warnings:
Yaoi, violence, language
Pairings:
Will/Jack and Oc/Oc
Mention of Bootstrap Bill/unnamed wife
Disclaimer:
I do not own Pirates of the carribean. I do however, own my Oc's and this plot.
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Chapter 1 ~ Escape from the Castle
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People gathered in the streets. They were waiting anxiously for something.
"The gallows," someone said.
"yeah they found him-"
"Who?"
Before the question could be answered shuffling was heard. A man was dragged onto the street tied in ropes.
"That man-"
"We are here to try a man who calls himself Captain Jack Sparrow." A regal looking man wearing a white wig said.
"You," he said as he gestured to the bound figure,
"claim to be the famous Jack Sparrow?"
"Yes, I do," the man said as he tried to sit up. A nearby guard held a sword to his throat which effectively stopped him from moving.
"This trial shall begin now," the man with the wig said.
The man with the bindings blinked as another figure walked through the crowd. He winked at a few ladies as he passed them. They blinked and faced forward once more.
"The trial may come to order now." the wigged man said.
"Aye, it can," the man who had just arrived said.
"Jack?" the man in ropes asked. The other man blinked and stared at the man confusedly. The man wearing the wig stepped aside as the other man took his place.
"You are charged with being Captain Jack Sparrow?" he asked the bound man. He nodded his head.
"Do you find him guilty of being Jack Sparrow?" the man asked as he indicated the crowd. They shouted and waved their hands in the air. The man who, was dressed in a blue vest, black pants, and wore a red bandana smiled. He seemed to consider for a moment as he scratched his beard. He grinned and said,
"You are found not guilty of being Jack Sparrow, Your sentence life imprisonment."
The one in ropes stared at the other.
"You're not goint to have me hanged?"
"You are not Jack Sparrow. No."
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Half an hour later found Jack and Mr. Gibbs riding in a horse drawn carriage.
"why did you save me?" the older man asked.
"I figured that life imprisonment would be better than instant death. You were wantin to live right?"
"Yes Jack. Where are we going anyway?"
"out of here. I paid off the driver." Jack assured his loyal first mate.
"I guess …" the older man said somewhat uncertainly.
The carriage jerked then and was turned around. Mr. Gibbs found himself being thrown out as Jack was tied up. They had arrived at a jail and the older man was being locked up. Jack watched on in slight fascination as he was dragged away. Before he could think of much else something hit him in the back of the head. His vision started to go blurry. Then nothing …
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King George the second sat on his thrown with a frown on his face. Here, in front of him, stood a pirate. The name of the pirate was Jack Sparrow.
"You claim to be Jack Sparrow," he said. It was not a question. The man had said so when he was dragged in. He had looked almost drunk but managed to keep his words free of slurring.
"I told you that was me name. Now can we settle a deal so I can get out of here. Savy?"
"No, how can I be sure that you are the real Jack Sparrow?" the king asked.
"That does seem unlikely. But it is him. I would know." Another voice said from the shadows. Out stepped a man that Jack knew all too well.
"Barbosa?" he asked as the former pirate glided into the light. There was a slight growl from Jack as the treacherous man smirked.
"I be an admiral now Jack. A mightly fine position it is. Aye." The former captain of the Black Pearl said. Jack's mutiness first mate smirked at his current predicament.
"The Spanish have found the fountain of youth." The king said bluntly.
"the fountain of youth?" echoed Jack.
"Yes Jack, the fountain." Barbosa said. He came over and tapped Jack on the chin. His wooden leg clanked on the ground loudly as he walked. When had he lost his leg.
"I lost me leg when I lost the Pearl Jack." Barbosa said as he noticed Jack looking at his wooden appendage.
"You do know about it don't ya Jack?" he asked as he caressed Jack's cheek. In the shadows a stomp of a foot was heard.
A man stepped forward and nodded to the king.
"So you will help Admiral Hecter find the Fountain of Youth. Only then will you be free." George said.
"free of all charges including Piracy." He offered. There was no response.
"Aww but Jack. You don't want a chance to redeem yerself?" Barbosa asked in a mocking tone as he pinched Jack's cheek. The chained pirate for good measure spat in Barbosa's face. Oh how he hated that man …
"You lost me Pearl!" jack cried in despair. The occupants of the room stared at him. He could feel eyes on him and it was unnerving.
"Who is there beside you?" he asked as he pointed to the king. The king blinked and gestured to the shadows. A man was there dressed in military uniform.
"This-" he started. Jack never gave him time to finish.
He pulled away from the guard that had been holding his chains. Lifting himself from the ground he began to run. He had not gotten three steps before Barbosa was pointing a sword at his heart. The pirate pulled out his own sord to fight the admiral. It was not going to be easy to escape. Barbosa seemed to have learned a few tricks in his service to the king.
Jack struck out with his blade only to find it blocked by Barbosa. The other pirate –former pirate Jakhad to remind himself—slammed his sword into Jack's. The result was a loud clank that sent sparks flying from the harsh contact of metal on metal. The sound rang in Jack's ears and nearly cost him to lose his arm in the process. Barbosa was fighting ruthlessly still which meant that he may not be as loyal as the king thought.
Just when Jack thought he was going to lose a sword blocked barbosa's next strike.
"Go," whispered his savior. He took no time to figure out who had saved him. As he was racing around the corner out of the thrown room he glimpsed the soldier from before.
Why is he helpin me?
It had been less than five minutes and Jack was already lost. The castle was fairly large and he was confused. He quickly ran into a room as running footsteps echoed down the hallway. Whoever it was seemed to stop for a second. It was silent and Jack was almost relieved. Almost cause the person found him and clamped a hand over his mouth.
"I can get you out of here." They said in a heavy Spanish accent.
"You Spanish?" Jack found himself asking.
"No, Mexico is my home land. You wanting to leave or noht.?" The man –boy asked him.
When Jack looked at him he saw a boy about will's age. If he could guess he would say about 20 summers or so. Long black hair flowed to his knees and dark brown eyes stared out of a chizzled face.
"Yeah that would be great." He said. There was just something familiar about this boy. What was it?
"This way," the boy said as he led Jack down a corridor he had no idea existed. They went down flights of stairs, long hallways, and dark passageways before coming to a small wooden door. It was so small and painted the same color as the stone. It was so easy to not notice it. If the boy hadn't pointed it out Jack would have missed it.
"Through here is the outside. It will lead us to the docks." The other man said.
"Alright mate." Jack said as he reached for the handle.
The boy slapped his hand away.
"It es locked. Let me handle it." He said. Jack stared at him incredulously as he concentrated. His fist came up and punched the padlock that kept them inside. It broke in half and Jack gaped.
"How did you do that?"
"I don't know. It does not matter righ now. Let's go." The boy said. He grabbed Jack's wrist and dragged him through after he noticed the unmoving pirate.
"Duck yer head," he instructed as Jack's head nearly collided with the doorframe.
"I wish ye had said that earlier." He muttered as he looked around. The lad had led him to a small tunnel. It was dusty and full of grime but it was the way out.
"So how you planning on getting back?" Jack asked when the boy came to another door. This one was much bigger and looked to weigh a ton.
"I am not going back. If you would permit it, I would like to accompany you." He said.
"I guess that is fine. You better not be any trouble lad."
The comment was ignored as the boy closed his eyes. Once again that look of concentration was on his face.
The lad grasped the dorr handle and pulled. Jack thought he saw a flash of orange light as the heavy door was swung open as if it were made of driftwood. When he looked again the flash was gone.
Am I losin me mind?
The boy gestured for him to go through as he strained to keep the door open. Jack nodded and went outside into the fresh air. It had been dusty and dark which meant the blinding light of the sun was a blessing. The door was shut and Jack watched as the boy covered his eyes. Does the sun hurt that much?
"So who are ye lad? What's yer name?" Jack asked.
"Santiago. I am the prince of Mexico." The boy answered truthfully.
"A prince should not be out here." Jack said. Even he knew that prince's should be at home ruling their kingdoms.
"I do not want to do that. I have long since left home. They do not want me there anymore." The boy said.
"Why not? Ye must have a family."
"No." was the reply. The lad looked like he would not answer any more questions about his reasons for leaving his palace.
"Why were ye here in England?" Jacked asked.
"I became a soldier and ended up here." Santiago said.
"Aye. You must get lonely sometimes."
"It is boring most of the time. I am supposed to guard the king. I would like to leave that life. There is so much more in this world to do."
"yes that is right. Like being a Pirate." Jack said joyfully.
I am not joyful what is going on?
Jack thought back to what the king had said in the thrown room.
"You are looking for a crew in Tortuga. It is said that Captain Jack Sparrow is looking for a crew."
"No I am not." He said.
"You are not the real Jack Sparrow are you?"
"I am," he said. Someone laughed from the background but Jack ignored it in favor of glaring at the guard who was holding him hostage there.
Why would someone try to be me? What could they possibly be looking for? There is no reason to …
He was pulled out of his musings by the voice of Santiago.
"we should be going. The guards will be lookin for us." He said.
"Right, we will need a ship though." Jack said.
"Leave that to me. The 'Jack Sparrow' who was lookin for a crew is supposed to be not far from here." The Mexican boy said.
Jack did not even question the boy as he began to walk away from the door they had escaped from. The docks were not too far off and he could see ships of all shapes and sizes in the water. Which one would the imposter be using? For that matter why did they need a crew anyway?
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Will Turner captain of the Flying Dutchmen was pacing on the deck of his ship. He had been waiting for Elizabeth for a few days now. Being Davy Jones's replacement had its drawbacks. He could only go on land once every ten years and that made his relationship with Elizabeth strained. Not only that but they were supposed to be married and she had not returned to see him in at least three days.
Footsteps alerted him to another presence on the deck. He turned to see his father standing against the railing next to him.
"What's wrong William?" the older man asked.
"Elizabeth hasn't been here for a few days." The immortal captain replied.
"She must be busy with something on land." Bootstrap Bill offered.
"I hope so. We are married and she said she would stay away from other men." Will said. He looked off into the water as if it would give him an answer. Of course it did not.
"Go for supplies," will said absently.
"As you wish Captain," Bootstrap said. At first he had wanted to spend as much time as possible with his son. Now though, not so much. Once they had reached Port royal young William had been depressed. He could not understand how this 'Elizabeth' could mean so much to him. She kept leaving and did not come back for long periods of time. What was the point?
None the less he obeyed the captains's orders. He went to the side of the ship and lowered a dingy to the water. He climbed into it and pushed off the ship to get himself started toward the docks. He tossed a few coins on the deck as he tied the boat down.
"Thank you sir." A red clad soldier said as he exited the small vessel. Now it was time to get food, water, clothing, and any other things he could think of for the journey seaward. Unlike the others Bill did not seek the arms of a woman at this time.
He could not bring himself to do so. He still did not know if she was alive or not. Though he was a pirate, he still did not seek that kind of release. Why do something of the sort when you were immortal. It was not like you would be able to stay with that person.
He scanned the streets as he walked along. There were a few shops but the supplies he needed was being sold at a high price. They had money but Will always told them not to spend a lot of it on supplies. They did not need to eat as much as mortals so there was no point in buying huge portions. He did not entirely agree with this idea but Will was his captain. Despite the age difference he listened to his son. Being young did not hinder most of his decisions and Bill liked that.
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Back aboard the Dutchmen Will was bored out of his mind. There were not even any seagulls to watch. His mind drifted back to the time when he still had a heartbeat. He was sure his heart would be beating steadily in his chest right now if he had one. But his heart was with Elizabeth. She held it in her very hands and he knew she would protect it. He however, held the key to the chest. He twirled it in his fingers as his vision went hazy.
All he could think about was Jack. He had not seen the pirate captain since the crowning of the pirate king some months earlier. How Elizabeth had gotten his vote was beyond Will. He would have voted for Jack but the Pearl's captain had asked him not to. He hated being the center of attention when it involved a position that would constantly put him in the line of fire. Being the Pirate King meant that people wanted to kill you all the time. Pirates mostly wanted money and power therefore they would kill for it.
How Jack had looked the last time he had seen him …
The man's long red hair blew gently in the wind as he gazed into the sunset. Will was beside him enjoying the changing colors in the sky.
"Jack?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you think I will ever be able to go on land again?"
"You will lad. I promise it. If not I will be there to keep you company." The red haired pirate had replied. This had made Will feel … he did not know what to call the feeling. It was warm and nothing like what Elizabeth had made him feel.
He was brought out of his thoughts as someone tapped the railing beside him. He blinked to clear the images and stared at the chest of Elizabeth. Quickly he looked away as unbidden thoughts of Jack surfaced in his mind. A strong chest and strong shoulders …
"Will?" she asked in a sweet voice. He almost gagged as he looked at her face.
She had dark circles underneath her eyes and her skin was paler than usual. She was holding her stomach and breathing like she had just run a few miles. It could not have been that exhausting to climb up the side of his ship.
"Will I need … to tell you something …" she began.
"What is it?" he asked. Instinctively he reached out a hand. He immediately stopped himself. They had not touched in a while and she had given him the evil eyes the last time he had done so.
What had caused this sudden rift in their friendship? For that matter why were they acting like they hated each other?
"I am pregnant," she said bluntly. A flare of anger rose in Will. They had not done anyting to warrant her pregnancy. This must mean …
"Who is the father?" he forced himself to ask.
"Norrington," she said. He blinked.
"No really?"
"I am not kidding. I am with child and Norrington and I …" she trialed off with a smile. He did gag now and heaved over the side of the ship.
The food that he had last eaten hit the water and sunk to the bottom.
"You have got to be kidding me." He managed after a few minutes of depositing the contents of his stomach into the sea.
"I am not. We are going to get married. Isn't it great?"
"No it is not," he said with a slight growl. She looked into his eyes and paled even further.
"Will why are you so mad at me?" she asked innocently.
"Because," he started as he punched the railing,
"you … you … how could you do this to me? We are married Elizabeth. I thought I loved you ..." he said brokenly. Tears threatened to fall but he kept them at bay. Adopting an angry expression was much easier. Better to let her know how he really felt about the current situation.
"You slept with another man. You said we were together for life Elizabeth." He accused.
"I know that. I got lonely and well …" she tried to explain. Will would not let her.
"so you decided to go after the one person who tried to bed you before. How could you give into him? I thought you were stronger than that?"
Anger filled Elizabeth. She glared at him and held onto her stomach possessively.
"You can't even see me most of the time. What makes you think I can go on living like that?" she snapped. A hurt look crossed the pirate's face.
"How can I go on without you Will?"
"So you go after another? That is how you fix your problems? Am I not worth the wait?" he seethed with clenched fists. Noticing this he forced himself to calm down slightly. His fists dropped to his sides and he decided on a glare toward the woman in front of him instead.
"But Will,"
"I don't want to hear yor excuses."
"Will,"
"No,"
"This is my life. I have decided to start a family. At least Norrington can give me that. Unlike you. You who can't even see the child unless I bring it aboard this ship." She spat. His glare intensified and he stepped away from her.
"No one can give you what I can Elizabeth." He said. Before he could stop himself his lips were crushing hers. She tried to pull away but he pushed her against the railing and refused to stop.
When he finally did he glared at her again.
"No one can give you what I just did," he whispered harshly in her ear.
"Blister?" he called out. A brown haired pirate came to see his captain and the brod.
"Yes cap'n?" he asked ready to follow Will's every order.
"Escort the former Mrs. Turner to the docks." Will said in a cold tone. The young man scowled at the brod and grabbed her by her upper arm.
"C'mon let's go," he said as he began to drag her to a dingy.
At least he will make sure she gets off the ship.
"Will," she tried.
"What?" he asked with venom dripping from the word.
"Here," she said as she thrust the chest containing his heart in his direction. She dug her heels into the deck to keep the man from taking her away just yet. Will caught the chest and stared at it in disbelief.
"You deserve to have that back at least. I am no longer yours so the heart is not mine." She said with a smirk.
"Also," she started. She paused for a dramatic effect. He glared at her.
"get on with it slut." He said coldly.
"I am resigning from the pirate counsel. I name Jack Sparrow as my replacement." She informed the young captain.
"Captain," he muttered. He had spent too much time with Jack for his own good.
"Whatever, get me out of here." She said with a glare of her own directed at the man who had been dragging her.
"Fine, you damn brod." Blister said as he hauled her onto the nearest dingy.
Bootstrap was paddling back to the Flying Dutchmen as another dingy passed him. He saw an unhappy Elizabeth in the small boat. She smirked as she saw him.
"I won't be giving you any grandchildren Bootstrap Bill Turner." She said. The pirate blinked slowly and then looked up at his son. Will nodded as he was glaring at the girl. Whatever had happened between them was now over. At least he has a chance to be happy now.
