I know some things might be wrong and may be out of order timeline wise but I did it so that it would work for this story. I also know that Ned is a bit out of character but this is my story. Hope you like it.

Chapter One

Answering the call, they'd emerged from the water to find the wrecks of two ships and one that was barely holding itself together. As they approached, the biggest difference Wilhelmina noticed with these ships compared to the like's of the Dutchman and The Black Pearl was that the ships didn't carry canons. In fact, she'd later learn, that gunpowder and all weapons to do with it hadn't been discovered in this part of the world. When engaging in battle their aim seemed to be to ram the enemy ship, causing it to sink, or to board it and take out the ships crew. The Dutchman would defiantly stand out. If she let's her be seen. Only those she wants to see the Dutchman can see her, a nifty little trick she'd found she could do. After twelve years as captain of the Dutchman, she was still figuring out all her magical quirks.

When they approached the ships, they found that there were still survivors both on the crippled ship and in the water. The ship was flying a flag with a white merman with dark green hair, beard and tail, carrying a black trident, over a blue-green background. Flying alongside it was a grey wolf on a white flag. As the Dutchman cut it's way through the wreckage, she looked into the water and saw a black flag with a golden Kraken on it floating in the water. She grimaced as she saw it. After everything she still hated the damn beast.

She didn't have to give an order before her crew where collecting those that needed ferrying while she and her father looked for those that had survived and would live another day. They found three in total in the water, all wearing the sigil of the merman and she assumed they where from that ship. Once they where all on board the Dutchman she had them draw up alongside the ship. She manipulated the glamour to make anyone on the ship keeping watch think they saw the ship approach from afar. Looking it over she grimaced. The ship wasn't going anywhere, she could see where it had been rammed and water was now pissing in. As they approached the ship she could see movement of the remaining crew scrambling onto the deck ready to defend against an enemy.

Approaching the side she shouted over "We come in peace. We are here to help and have picked up some of your men that have fallen overboard." she could see the men pause, not sure what to do. To show them she was telling the truth she had a few of her men help the three men they had picked up stand and walk them over to the side. Once they where spotted she could hear muttering from the other ship before someone shouted "Send for Lord Manderly and Lord Stark" and one of the crew scurried across the deck and disappeared into the captains quarters.

As they waited she felt her father walk up beside her and she turned her head slightly and said out of the corner of her mouth. "Spread the word quietly for the men to be ready encase there's any trouble. We have the advantage, lets keep it." She saw her father nod and disappear into the crowd, whispering in the ear of each man as he passed.

Commotion on the deck on the ship below caught her attention again and as she watched, three men and the man that had disappeared before, stepped out onto the deck. All of the men wore armour. One had the merman sigil on his breast. The second man had the sigil of the wolf while the last man had what looked like a black lizard. The man with the Wolf stepped forward and addressed Wilhelmina "I am Lord Edward Stark, may I have the name of are rescuer?"

"Wilhelmina Turner, Captain of the Flying Dutchman." she said while walking towards the gangplank that her crew was moving into position. "Do you have many injured?"

"Some, the Ironborn caught us by surprise in the dark." he said while looking out towards the wrecks. She watched as he brought his attention back to her. "Turner. I do not believe I know that name."

"I'm not from around these parts. We saw the wreckage and decided to investigate."

At her words she could see him take a good look at her ship and realise how different it was. She watched him eye the gunports. They where closed but she knew that the canons where being loaded at this minute and where ready for the shutters to go up for the canons to fire. He'd probaly never seen something like them before. Before anymore could be said the crippled ship let out an almighty groan and gave a jerk as if it was getting ready to go down. They needed to get of that ship now.

"Grab what you need quickly. That ship isn't going to last much longer." As if to prove her point the ship groaned again which had the crew jumping into action. The gangplank had been put in place and the first of the men started helping their injured across onto the deck of the Flying Dutchman. They where sent below deck straight away to receive treatment while the rest of the crew abanded the sinking ship. The man that had introduced himself as Lord Stark was the last to cross and it was just in time as they'd only just removed the gangplank when the ship went down.

As the strangers gathered together on her deck, warily keeping an eye on her crew, she took the chance to eye them up close. Only half of them looked like sailors, in clothing similar to her own crews, which aloud for ease of movement that the armour that the rest of the men wore didn't allow. Approaching Lord Stark, who she assumed was the one in charge, she said "Welcome aboard the Flying Dutchman. I am Wilhelmina Turner, as I said before. Your injured are below being seen to. We will take you to land or your closest ship if that is what comes first."

"We owe you our thanks Captain. I am Lord Wyman Manderly, Lord of White Harbour." he said while trying to catch his breath. He was a large man and the climb over the gangplank had taken it out of him. The mam that stood beside him was completely different in contrast. A small, slight man who stepped forward and introduced himself as Lord Howland Reid. He was a quite man, however Wilhelmina could see the intelligence in his eyes and watched as he eyed a couple of her men that kept their hands on the hilts of their swords, watching for trouble.

"We are at war." Lord Stark brought her attention back to him when he spoke "If we head further south we may be able to get to Seagard, which is where we where originally trying to reach, but it will mean going further into Iron Born waters. Or we could head back north which would be safer. As you saw the Iron Born aren't exactly friendly and we're on a short time frame." He looked lost. Like someone that was trying to be strong but really didn't have a clue what he was doing.

While still looking at Lord Stark she called over her shoulder "Mr Turner." Her father arrived at her side quickly, having been watching from near by.

"We have our heading. Have watches set up, and with Lord Starks permission, add his men to them as well. That way if a ship is spotted they can identify it as friend or foe. Have quarters set up for Lords Stark, Manderly and Reid and bunks for their crew."

"Aye Captain Turner" he said while smiling at her before turning and heading for his second in command to set their heading and carry out her orders.

It seemed her, guests, had caught the obvious relation between herself and her father as Lord Stark was looking between her and where her father had disappeared to with curiosity. "My father." she said before they could ask and started leading them up to the wheel where they would be out of the way of the crew working below. She'd had a structure set up at the rear of the ship where she could be out in the open but still be protected somewhat from the elements. Her quarters where her private space, where she went when she wanted to be alone but sometimes she liked to just sit back and watch her crew.

Inviting the three men to have a seat at the table she offered them a drink which they all accepted. Sending for the drinks and some food she joined them at the table as she felt the ship lurch into movement. Her father was carrying out her orders. Settling herself across from Lord Stark and taking her hat of, leaving her bandana on, she studied him. He had a long face, dark hair and grey eyes that looked weary. As if the world rested on his shoulders.

"So tell me my Lords, just what have I got myself involved in?" she said watching the three of them. While she wasn't in any danger, they didn't know that and she was curious about this war Lord Stark talked of earlier. It may mean that she'll be sticking around for a while if there is to be more dead to collect.

"We are part of the rebellion. The crown prince kidnapped my sister and when my father and brother went to negotiate getting her back The King had my father and brother killed. He now expects me to arrive in the capital, Kings Landing, in order for him to judge my loyalty. My father was Warden of the North. My brother his heir and so those loyal to my family have been called answered the with rebellion. My sisters betrothed along with the Lord of the Vale are also with us. We are on are way to Riverrun, the seat of Lord Hoster Tully who is Lords over the Riverlands, and the father to the Lady my brother was betrothed to. We hope he will join us." She felt sorry for him, she could guess the price he will need to pay to get this Hoster Tully to join the war and from the resigned look in his eyes he knew it to.

With her eyes locked with his, and an unfamiliar feeling in her stomach she nodded her head at him while saying "I've no idea who any of those people or any of those places are but it doesn't sound good. We'll get you to Seagard. Do you have a map so I can have my crew familiarise themselves with it? We'll weigh anchor at sunset. With the speed this ship goes there's a good chance of something going wrong traveling in unknown waters in the dark.", and maybe she wanted to delay his leaving a little longer. She was interrupted from her staring contest by the food and drink arriving along with her father who settled down In the seat beside her and took a flagon for himself.

"Everything sorted?" she asked him.

" Aye. Welch is setting up some bunks now for they're men and I sent Joe down with some food and water. I'll take first watch tonight so one of them can take my cabin. I'm afraid two of you will have to share an other."

"We couldn't kick you out of your bedbed Sir, I'll more than happily sleep with the men" Lord Reid spoke up in protest.

"Your fine, take the bed." her father said, waving away the protest, "I'm swapping over with Flynn during the night who'll take over the second watch, so I'll take his bed."

"Wyman you take your own cabin, I'll share with Howland" Lord Stark spoke up to immediate protest from his fellow Lords.

"Ned your the highest ranked, your Warden of the North you should get your own cabin" Lord Wyman spoke up but Wilhelmina got the impression he was only doing it because society dictated that he should otherwise he'd be more than happy to just take the cabin. Luckily for him Lord Stark wasn't having any of it and insisted he take the cabin.

Once that was sorted Lord Howland remembered her asking about a map and said that he had one and produced the map from the bag at his side. Spreading it out on the table Wilhelmina and her father looked it over. Lord Stark pointed out a rough area on where they where on the West side of Westeros. She figured a couple of days, a week at most would bring them into Seagard if the weather was in their favour.

"So where exactly are you from Captain Turner?" Lord Wyman asked her once they'd made plans for what they'd do next.

"I was born in a place called London, the capitol of England. However after my mother died I left to look for my father. During the journey my ship was attacked and destroyed. Luckily I was found by a passing ship and was taken to Port Royal. It's grown to be a major city and bustling harbour town situated on the western end of Palisadoes in Jamaica. There I was taken in by Governor Swann who had a daughter the same age as myself." she smiled to herself thinking about her sister, the person she trusted most in the world.

"I've never heard of any of those places" Lord Stark said while looking intrigued.

"The world is a large place my Lord, I don't think anyone will ever know all that it holds." she said to him locking eyes again. There was just something about him that drew her in.

"How does a Governor's ward become the Captain of a ship such as this." Lord Wyman asked her. She'd seen him eyeing the workings of the ship and caught the interest in his eyes.

Laughing slightly she simply said "That is a long story."

"Well we have a couple of days at least. I'd like to know more about the woman that saved our lives. We are in your debt." Lord Stark said to her. Looking at him she found no alterative motive in his eyes. He seemed genuinely curious about her. Taking a deep breath she nodded slightly and ignored the cautious look her father gave her.

"It all started the day we attended the promotion ceremony for Captain Norrington, or Commodore as he became. Elizabeth, my sister, fell from the fort's battlements, but was rescued by the notorious pirate Jack Sparrow." she paused here as she could see the surprise on there faces when see mentioned a pirate.

"Despite the fact that Sparrow had saved my sister's life, My father and Norrington ordered him to be taken in to custody to await a hanging. Jack escaped but was later recaptured and locked up." she smiled to herself recalling the memory.

"That night, Port Royal came under attack by the crew of the Black Pearl. Pirates under the command of Captain Barbossa. During the assault, Elizabeth was kidnapped from the our home and was taken aboard the Black Pearl. The following day, while Norrington was setting up a search party for Elizabeth, Jack Sparrow and myself took the fleets fastest ship, the Interceptor and set of to rescue Elizabeth in Isla de Muerta, the home of the cursed gold. It was then I learned the truth about my father and what had become of him." she didn't elaborate on that just yet.

"Thankfully we where successful, with some help from Norrington's men of the Dauntless. As a pirate Jack was sentenced for execution at Fort Charles even after saving Elizabeth for the second time. That didn't set right with me and so with the help of Jack's crew, who had taken over the Black Pearl, I was able to let Jack escape the hangman's noose. While my sister and me where closer than ever my relationship with my adopted father was never the same again." she watched their faces at this revelation and was pleased to see they didn't judge her to harshly for releasing a pirate. If her father noticed that she watched Lord Stark the most he never let on.

"A year passed by with no real issues until Lord Cutler Beckett arrived in Port Royal with his associate Ian Mercer. He had warrants for our arrests for helping Jack escape his execution. He made a deal with me. If I brought him Jack's compass, then the charges against Elizabeth and myself would be dropped." Lord Howland interrupted her here and asked "May I ask what a compass is?"

"A compass is an instrument used for navigation and orientation. It shows the directions of North, South, East and West on the compass face as abbreviated initials. When the compass is used, it can be aligned with the corresponding geographic directions, so, for example, the "N" mark on the compass would always point to the north."

When they still looked confused at her explanation she reached into her jacket and pulled out her own compass and handed it over to Lord Reid. He opened it up and from where she was sitting she could see the needle jumping around before settling, pointing the opposite direction they where heading. She could tell the three of the where intrigued as the compass got passed along between them. With every time it moved, the needle jumped again to stay pointing north.

"What was so important about Jack's compass?" Lord Stark asked her, wanting to hear more of her story.

"Jack's compass doesn't point North. It points to what ever you want most in the world. And the thing Beckett wanted most in the world was a way to destroy every last pirate and their way of life. He wanted to use the compass to find it. So I reluctantly set out to find Jack. Only to be tricked into settling his debt with Davy Jones, who was Captain of the Dutchman then. It was then I was reunited with my father. While I was on the Dutchman Elizabeth had been freed by her father and had found Jack herself. Jack was trying to find leverage over Davy Jones due to his debt and Elizabeth also got tricked into helping him. I managed to escape the Dutchman and found them on the island that Jones had hidden his chest. In the end Beckett ended up getting the chest and ruled the seas through Jones by blackmail. It all came to ahead with the pirates gathering together against Beckett and Jone's. The Flying Dutchman and the Black Pearl went head to head and In the midst of the chaos, I stabbed the heart of Davy Jones and replaced him as the new captain of the Dutchman. Beckett not having realised that the Dutchman was now under my command entered the battle and got the shock of his life when the Dutchman turned on him alongside the Pearl."

There. It was a short watered down version but it was the truth none the less. She saw her father relax beside her and raised her eyebrow slightly at him. Have a little faith father, she wasn't an simpleton. Throwing the whole truth on people that hadn't grown up or seen the legends was asking a bit much of them. Even her watered down version seemed to have rattled them. Looking at their faces she could see the shock.

"So your a pirate." Lord Manderly said only to get warning looks from his two companions.

However she just smiled and said "In a way. I don't raid, pillage, and plunder and won't let anyone that does be apart of my crew but I live for the sea." Her answer seemed to appease them, as they lost some of the wariness that had creeped in once Lord Manderly asked his question.

Seeing the sun getting lower in the sky and a chill setting into the air she decided it would be best to take this inside her quarters. Standing up she lead them down the stairs and through the double doors to the Captains quarters. As they past two cabins on the way she paused and gestured to the two doors on each side on the hall.

"These will be your cabins. The single cabin is on the right, Lord Manderly, and the double on the left. My quarters are through those doors there." she said while pointing to the double doors further down the hall. "We'll be eating in my quarters and it will be served in an hour. You can either join me now or retire until dinner."

Lord Manderly took the chance to retire and opened the door to her fathers cabin and entered. Lord Reid looked at Lord Stark and something passed between them that she didn't understand before he said " I'll just freshen up a bit and join you after." before scurrying though the left door. Her Father had stayed on deck so it was just Lord Stark and herself left in the hall.

It was then she became aware of the buzzing tension that had been running through her since he arrived on her ship. He was a handsome man, In her eyes, and it had been quite some time since she'd felt a lovers touch. Turing back around she led the way to he doors and opened them. Walking through she heard Lord Stark follow her in and close the doors behind him. Heading to a table at the side of the cabin she took of her jacket and her bandana, letting her hair fall around her face and ran her fingers through it. Watching Lord Stark in her mirror she watched as he removed his armour leaving him in the leather jerkin and under shirt. To distract herself she said over her shoulder "Their should be rum and water on the table, help your self to whichever you like." she saw him head toward it and lift the rum and pour two cups before turning towards her.

Slowly he approached her until his chest was up against her back and leaned in to set the cup on the table. She held her breath as she felt the heat of his body against hers. She twisted her head to the side slightly so that when he pulled back their face where mere inches apart her chin nearly resting on her own shoulder. She could feel his breath on her cheek when he said "I will most likely have to take on my brothers betrothal." Making a decision, she twisted her body round to face him, looked up at him and said "All the more reason to have a bit of fun while you still can." His lips crashed down on hers as soon as the words where out of her mouth.

It was a fast and furious kiss. She'd expected him to be gentle but was pleasantly surprised with the passion he brought forward. Their hand's started tearing at the layers of clothes as she started pushing him towards the door to her bedroom. By the time they made it against the bedpost of her bed she'd already lost most of her clothes and his where undone hanging of his shoulders. With him leaning against the bedpost, her hands came up to his shoulders and pushed the clothes down his arms leaving him naked from the waist up. Placing kisses on his chest she let her hands wonder down to his waist where she undid his belt and let his sword drop to the ground before starting to unlace his trousers. While she did that he was pressing kisses down her neck and his own hands where mapping out her body. Once she had his trousers undone and down his legs he kicked himself out of them before taking her by surprise by lifting her up and throwing her onto the bed and following her down. With his body he pinned her under him they proceeded to make hard passionate love until they both collapsed in exhaustion. "Well it would seem Lord Howland might get his own cabin after all." she said with a laugh. Lord stark chuckled beside her and pulled her in against him where they dozed of.

Her father knocked on her quarter doors half an hour later to let them know that dinner was nearly ready. She could hear the amusement in his voice as he told them to make themselves respectable for company. Tilting her head up to look at him with a satisfied smile on her face she said "Well Lord Stark, I think we better get up and dressed." Leaning his head down to her and capturing her lips in a kiss, this one more gentler but still just as passionate, he said "Call me Ned." before getting up and gathering both there clothes. The next few days where going to be interesting.

Well. Something a bit different I think. Hope you all like it.