hey everyone! sorry this is such a late update
so I decided that since today's my birthday, I'm going to update everyone of my stories, maybe multiple times :)
I hope you all like the final chapter of A Change of Heart!
The blue water rolled the ship back and forth as it went forward in its journey to reach its destination. The ship created lasting ripples in the water in its wake, almost as if it was leaving a trail so someone could find them.
Bright sunlight shone over the ship and basked the people on it in warmth, while the clear, blue sky invited everyone outside on the deck to dance, sing, and have fun.
Will leaned on the rail on the edge of the deck, the coarse and splintered wood digging into his hands. He ignored the pain though, happy that he finally raised enough money to search for his father. 3 years later, and he had gotten enough money from his job to go on this trip. He had lived with George's family after his mother died, so they had given him so money too. He was entirely grateful for that. Without their help, it would have taken him much longer to raise the money.
His hands traced over the cool metal of the medallion his father had given him those three long years ago. Supposedly, his father made port in the Caribbean, so that was where he was headed. He was hoping to go there and find a person who knew his father, and maybe could take him to him.
As Will looked at the ocean below, the sky overhead was turning from it's original inviting blue color to a dark gray. Sunlight couldn't be found, and fog started gathering around the ship. Sensing the change in scenery, Will looked up. Past the fog, he could see a pirate ship with black sails. It was headed towards the ship, but then it disappeared in the fog.
Will ran from the edge of the ship to the captain. He pushed through hoards of people yelling, "Captain! Captain!" He finally reached the captain and tugged at his sleeve.
"What do you want, boy?" the Captain snarled.
"There's a pirate ship coming! It's over there!" Will exclaimed, pointing at the area where he had last seen this ship.
"What are you talking about, boy? There is no pirate ship. Leave me alone," he said as he pushed Will away.
"But-"
"No! I said leave me alone, so leave me alone!"
Will walked away in defeat. Try as hard as he might, he couldn't think of a way to make the old, testy Captain believe him. Deciding that he was getting very bored and he wanted to take a nap, Will went below deck to his hammock and soon fell asleep.
"Fire! Fire! Everybody overboard. C'mon, we need -"
Will woke up to a man yelling, but after a loud gunshot, Will couldn't hear him anymore.
Everyone was bustling around, trying to find there kids or lovers, and then they would run to the upper deck. Will started to become very hot, and sweat dripped down his forehead.
He could hear metal swords start clashing with each other, and he immediately knew what was wrong.
Pirates.
Real pirates were here, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to fight them! Maybe if he hid, he would be safe...
He jumped into empty barrel that was hidden behind the stairs. He heard people rush up the stairs, and the fighting still going on overhead between the crew and the pirates.
After a few minutes, two pirates came down the stairs.
To say he was petrified of them would be an understatement. His breathing became heavy and he felt like he was going to pass out. Sweat, from both the heat and panic, ran down his forehead, and he was getting very anxious.
"No ones down here. Let's just go. Obviously Barbossa's wrong, and the medallion isn't here," one said.
"You're right. This is all Barbossa's fault. If he didn't drown Will Turner, then we wouldn't be stuck in this hell hole!" the other exclaimed.
"Why do you still call him Will? It's Bootstrap Bill, and you know that."
"I grew up with him, mate. The name Will stays."
"Fine. But we need to get back to the Black Pearl before Barbossa leaves. The wretched captain will leave anyone behind."
Will was in shock. His father was dead, and that damned pirate captain killed him! Pure hatred for pirates appeared in his heart, and he made it his mission in life to kill every pirate that he crossed paths with. He would hurt the people that ruined his life!
The pirates left, and it was about 10 minutes before Will could hear the fighting stop. He thought that the pirates were gone, so he hopped out of the barrel and ran up the stairs.
He stopped dead in his tracks.
Bodies were strewn across the floor and blood was everywhere. He threw up right there, and he knew that he had to get out of there soon so that he didn't faint from all of the gruesome things around him.
He ran to the edge of the deck, avoiding fire and as many bodies as he could along the way. Staring down into the deep, dark blue waters of the ocean, fear overcame him.
What if he drowned? What if he died? Should he really jump over the edge? Would he even be saved at all after he jumped?
But he knew that if he stayed here, he would surely die. So, throwing all of the thoughts away, he jumped over the edge of the deck and felt the icy waters of the ocean consume him.
He used all of his strength to return to the surface. Seeing a large piece of wood near him, he climbed onto it and laid down.
The last thing that he saw before he passed out was that same large, black-sailed ship, sailing off into the distance.
