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Will woke up early the next day with the strangers words still stuck in his head. He still had slight doubts about his choices but he didn't know what else to do. So before he could change his mind, he went out to look for her. He still had to think about how he was going to break it to Elisabeth that what he wanted the most was to be at sea. He would leave the part about Jack out, at least until needed.

The port was bustling with business as he walked towards the docks. Merchants from many places were unloading their stocks. In the far off distance he saw the commodore commanding his new ship the Annihilator.

'Now, to look for Elisabeth…' thought Will.

"Will!"

'That was fast…what do I do?' His heart started pounding almost hard enough to beat right out of his chest. He was that nervous. He hadn't really thought about Elisabeth's reaction much but now, all sorts of frightening possibilities were popping into his head.

The shout from behind him somewhere made him whip his head around. And there she was. Elisabeth came running across the dock to meet him with a smile on her face.

Will swallowed and readied himself for the long talk he was about have with Elisabeth. This was the opportune moment.

As soon as she reached him, Will started talking. He didn't want her to say something first and then go off on a tangent.

"Um… Elisabeth…?" He started.

"Yes Will?" She said with a bright smile on her face and her eyes filled with love. Will didn't know what to do. He still loved her but just not in a romantic type of way anymore. He felt the need to protect and love her as a sister or best friend. But still, he felt horrible to have to break her heart.

"W-w-we need to talk… um… I mean… about our… wedding…"

"Oh! You don't need to worry about that! Everything will be taken care of!" She replied instantly with another smile on her face.

He sighed. It really wasn't helping that she was being so cheery and happy go lucky.

"No Elisabeth, that's not it! It's just that…"

Gently grabbing her arm, Will pulled her to a more secluded area at the port.

"Will… What's wrong?" Concern had been flushed into her voice this time.

This was it.

"Elisabeth… I can't marry you…"

Silence. The Silence stretched for who knows how long. Will was holding his breath, hoping and praying she wouldn't burst into tears or start screaming at him. Because if she ever did, Will would never forgive himself.

But there was no yelling or crying or screaming or shouting… All he got was a barely audible whispered…

"What…?"

Will steeled himself and repeated himself more slowly and quietly.

"I can't marry you, Elisabeth…"

She looked up at him with a look of confusion, disappointment, heart break and loss.

"Why…?"

"I… I had an epiphany… "

"And what was it that you realized was so much more important, Will!" Tears were pooling in her eyes now.

"My blood…" He whispered back having no other way to explain it. She gave him a bewildered look.

"My heritage, Elisabeth… my ancestry!" Will looked at her straight in the eye. "I'm a pirate Elisabeth…!"

"What do you mean Will? So what if your father was a pirate! That doesn't mean that you're supposed to be a pirate as well!"

"But I feel it, Elisabeth! I feel the call of the sea! I feel my soul burning just at the thought of being trapped on land! It's hurting me! "

She looked at Will as though he were insane.

"So are you saying that the sea is more important to you than me?" She cried out.

"No, that is not what I am saying! God knows you're very special to me and close to my heart Elisabeth, but …"

"But what?"

"I can't live without the sea! I've realized that the extreme urge to be out there is in my blood. The sea is my… freedom…"

"So you can't live without the sea but you can live without me?"

Will didn't know what to say. That did basically sum it all up, but that would just make the conversation much worse if he said yes. It was already going downhill but that wasn't the point.

"W-w-well… I…"

"I knew it…"She said in a dejected voice. "I should have listened to my father when he said not to marry you! Honestly! And I thought you were so much better than the commodore! "

Ouch… that stung but Will knew he probably deserved it.

"Will, I hate you!" And with that she gave him a present to go with it.

*SLAP!*

Will's head flung to one side from the blow to his face. Man, she slapped hard. But he probably deserved that too… He rubbed his cheek as he heard Elisabeth's hurried footsteps as she ran away.

Will sighed, drooping his head. Somehow that didn't go the way it was supposed to go. His head suddenly shot up in shocked realization that if he didn't leave Port Royal soon, he would have to face the commodore's inquiry and a whole lot of immense hostility from the town's people once the word got around.

As fast as he could, he ran all the way back to his shop. Throwing open the doors he rushed to get some things he thought he might need. He pulled out two of his finest swords and placed them in their sheaths and then latched them on to his belt. He retrieved two daggers and also placed them in his belt alongside the swords. He then took his pack and placed his other belongings in as well. By the time he finished, it was evening. His pack wasn't that big but it was all he needed. Will took one last look at the shop and sighed.

He would miss this place dearly for it held so many memories that were close to his heart.

This was where he made his first sword, where he first trained with his sword, where he found his first true passion. Where he first met Jack…

Will smiled at the thought of seeing jack again. He did hope with all his heart that Jack would accept him aboard his ship. His throat went dry at the thought of Jack rejecting him. Whatever happened, he couldn't go back now. He took a deep breath and silently slid out the back door.

Elsewhere Jack's POV

"Cap'n! We be approach'n Tortuga!"

"Aye… Get ready to tie'er up…" I sighed as I steered my Pearl near the island.

It had been a while since we had docked at Tortuga. The only reason I decided to take a break, was because my compass had not pointed to any where yet. The needle just kept on spinning in circles. For a while it had pointed in the direction of Port Royal but later in the day the needle gradually moved to a different location and then started spinning as if it were in hell.

"A nice bottle o'rum is what I need… " I muttered to myself as I docked the Pearl.

The men started to get to work ty'n her (The pearl) up to the dock.

"Mates! Enjoy yer'selves!" I shouted half heartedly from the wheel.

The men gave out a small cheer for the much anticipated break they had been whining about for days and then went to go burry themselves in drinks and women. The only person that seemed to take their time was Anna-Maria.

I glanced at the docks to see the men immediately going for the pub with a woman or two in their arms. For some time now, the thought of immersing myself in debauchery didn't seem to appeal to me very much anymore. Except for the rum! The rum… will always be an exception… But even my intake on that has decreased. I don't know why.

I turned around and stared out at the sea. It never ceased to amaze me. Whether it was its perils or its beauty. For some reason it seemed to make me realize that I was missing something in my life. I had a thought before, that I was missing something but now, to actually confirm that something wasn't right… It felt weird. I hadn't usually had a problem with finding my missing things because my compass would just show me the way.

This was a different situation though. The compass didn't seem to want to cooperate with me.

"Oya Jack!" I looked back to see Gibbs staggering slightly in my direction. How he was able to get drunk so quickly was unbelievable.

"Now, what you be doin' up'ere instead o' enjoyin' yerselves?" He asked with a slurr in his voice.

I asked myself the same question but couldn't get an answer. I sighed and said "I'ma takin a break, mate…"

Suddenly he burst out into a hearty laughter, slapping his thigh while he was at it. I saw a tear or two slip from his eyes as his laughter increased. I couldn't really blame him though. I mean wouldn't you keel over and die if you had heard that I, Captain Jack Sparrow decided that he'd rather gaze at the stars than enjoy a nice bottle of rum or get lost in all the whores in Tortuga? You would wouldn't ye.

I had surprisingly shocked myself when I had come to that conclusion.

By now, Gibbs had stopped laughing and was gasping for air. He slapped his hand on my back saying "Snap out o'it Jack!" With a wide grin on his face. "E're lad! Drink up!" And then shoved a bottle of rum into my hands.

I glanced at the bottle and took a swig at it. The bitter liquid ran down my throat and into my stomach. It didn't feel the same anymore. It tasted the same, smelled the same, looked the same, but didn't feel the same. Drinking now didn't make me feel like a king like it used to. It calmed my mind down, but it didn't feel that great anymore as it used to.

It made me feel… like nothing.

While I was thinking, Gibbs had wandered off with two others.

"Life aint s'pose to be this hard…" I muttered slightly to myself.

I took my hat off and rested it on the rail beside me. Thinking about these kinds of things had not been one of my more superior skills. The depth of my thought scared me very much. A pirate like myself should never have to think this much.

I took another gulp of the now bland liquid.

Having nothing to think about, my thoughts began to wander aimlessly. One of the first things that came to my mind happened to be a certain blacksmith from Port Royal. He reminded me of the adventure we had together. It was memorable. But you could say that during those long days, I had worked up a certain fondness towards Will. It was confusing but understandable.

I had spent a fair amount of time with Will during their time together. But even so, being attached to someone wasn't usually fit for a pirate's life. Still, I can't help but wonder what would have happened if I had just worked up the courage to ask him to join me aboard The Pearl but unfortunately, things hadn't worked out the way I had planned out.

Yeah, I know, I planned something.

Back then, on the day of my hanging, just before I was about to escape with the opening Will had given me, I had wanted to ask him to come with me. But at the last minute, I had lost my faith and just ended up saying that he had a nice hat.

Every single time I think of that day, my pride diminishes because I was scared. A pirate should never be scared of anything. Let alone that this was only the second time that I have ever been scared in my entire life. Scared that he would decline my offer to be with me.

I still think about him every day and think what it would be like to have him here...by my side…

I wonder what he's doing right now… probably hammering on some piece of metal or planning his wedding. Oh yes… that's right… he's getting married…

I hung my head over the ship and looked down into the murky depths of the water. I saw my marred reflection in the moon light. Sighing, I closed my eyes.

Soon… he would be lost to me forever…

Elsewhere Will's POV

I could feel it. The voice of the sea as it sprayed upon my face. That was the only comfort I had at the moment. Because Right then, I was in a small ship sailing out in the middle of nowhere.

Well, not exactly in the middle of nowhere. I mean, I knew where I was going, but all I could see was just a vast expanse of water. At this rate I would get to Tortuga in a day. I had enough provisions to last me that long.

I smiled when I remembered how I stole the ship right from the dock. I was lucky that they hadn't seen my face as I left.

The owner of the ship had been stupid enough that I could take the ship right from his hands.

I had complimented the owner greatly on his care for his ship and then I asked I f I could sail on it for a while.

No, it wasn't the greatest plan on earth but I had wanted to avoid fighting with anyone at all costs.

The man had practically left me with the boat, not that I was complaining.

The ship sailed smoothly over the calm waters as I checked my compass for direction. It would be a while until I got there…

Hey guys once again! Hope you enjoyed that chapter and sorry for taking so long. I was kind of busy this month.

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