A.N/ don't own anything beside the plot.
Summary Post AWE Au. Three years since the defeat of the East India Trading Company. Captain Will Turner of the Flying Dutchmen is once again dragged into war.
Chapter 2
It was hours later. I had managed to stop the bleeding and stich up the wound on his lower abdomen. I wiped the blood off my hands. I sat my desk overlooking charts for the quickest course to Shipwreck Cove.
It was early dawn when the dark clouds appeared on the horizon to the west. It would be a few hours before the storm hit.
"Capt. that man awake, but in a feverish sleep" Rodrigo, a man I would trust with my life over any of my old friends in Port Royal.
I nodded and handed the wheel over to Rodrigo as I went down to my quarters to tend to injured man.
I pushed open the door, Rodrigo was right the man was kicking about in his sleep. For some reason his wound had begun to bleed again.
I checked the stitching it had torn and the wound was bleeding again. I received a kick to the stomach. Someone had to hold him down while I quarterised the wound and restitched it. Getting to my feet I walked out to the deck.
"Morey and Driftwood get in here I need a hand" I yelled from the cabin door. Both men nodded and followed me without out a word to my cabin.
"Is this the man we pulled from the sea yesterday just on sunset" Morey asked, I only nodded as I put the poker in the fireplace. Grabbing my knife I cut the stitching with Morey and Driftwood holding down the man.
I grabbed the poker form the fireplace when it was glowing red hot. I held the poker to the wound. He screamed in pain as the poker burned the fresh blood running from the wound and skin around the wound. I handed the poker to Driftwood. Instead of stitching the wound I bandaged the wounded.
"Capt. is there anything else you need done" Morey asked from the cabin doorway I shook my head no.
I looked over the charts on my desk for a few hours. My cabin door opened Edward an old sailor whom had joined the Dutchmen's crew in my first year as captain.
"Capt. There something you should see." Edward said moving out of the way as I stood from my chair and followed him out on to the deck and up to the helm.
My father handed me the spyglass. I looked over in the direction of where my father had pointed. An island to the east of us.
"Hard to Port" I yelled to the crew, soon the anchor was dropped and a longboat was lowered. I, Bootstrap, Ratlin, Jimmy Legs and Moyer rowed ashore.
A woman of Spanish blood stood at the beach. It was Angelica a baby in her arms. It was a boy he looked to be only a few months old. How she had survived on an island be herself was beyond me. In some ways she reminded me of Elizabeth who was just as strong willed and stubborn.
"Will it's been a while" She said holding the sleeping baby in her arms.
"How was it you ended up on this island" I asked, we both knew the answer to that. It had been Sparrow that had dumped her on this island.
Nothing more was said as we rowed back to the Dutchmen. Once aboard the others went back to their duties while Angelica walked to my cabin.
"Here I'll take him if you want" I asked she only nodded in reply before handing me her son. He was unmistakably Sparrow's son.
"How did Swift get here" She asked looking at the wounded man lying in my bunk.
"We found him yesterday at sunset. How do you know him" I asked sitting at my desk with the baby in my arms.
"Swift was a prisoner aboard the Queen Anne's Revenge before Sparrow killed my father" Angelica snarled her anger flared at the mention of Sparrow's name.
"What did he do" I asked
"He gave my father the cup from the fountain that had no tear from a mermaid and the one with the tear to me" Angelica said looking at the charts on the desk.
"Jack can surprise you with the things that he does." I said, looking over at the injured man by the name of Swift.
"I will either kill him or castrate him I have not decided which" Angelica said looking over at the old organ that hadn't played since I had become captain of the Dutchmen.
It was almost dawn in Shipwreck Cove. The Empress was leaving for St Thomas an about a month sail from Shipwreck Cove. Captain Elizabeth Swann Turner stared out at the horizon. She had changed so much since she had left Port Royal four years ago.
She was no longer the naive girl she had been when she was kidnapped by Barbossa when he was captain of the Black Pearl.
Her family well former family would have cringed at the thought that she had grown up and married a pirate not only that but had become a pirate herself.
It was two hours later the sun was up and high in the sky. Tia Haung was at the wheel of the Empress.
"Ship Ho, on the starboard side" A crewmember yelled from the crow's nest of the Empress. It was a merchant ship easy prey for money and supplies.
I was looking over charts in my cabin. Angelica had settled into her own cabin. The man Swift was still in a feverish sleep.
"Capt. There's something you should see" The cabin door burst open as Jimmy Legs came into my cabin. I got to my feet and followed Jimmy out to the helm.
"Ship to the north it's the Empress is it not" My father asked pointing the direction of the two ships. He handed me a spyglass
"Aye it is. Run light canvas and hard to port" I said passing the spyglass back to my father.
On the Empress Elizabeth looked to the horizon she could see a ship to north of them. She would know that ship anywhere. Its weed sails where still the same as it had been three years ago when she had seen said ship sail away with her husband.
The passengers and crew of the merchant and passenger ship where starting to panic. The captain of the Red Maiden looked to the North there was a ship approaching as fast as the wind would carry her towards the Maiden. Another ship to the south was just as fast as the ship to the north of them was.
Thomas Swift a passenger aboard the Red Maiden watched as the two ships ran either side of the Red Maiden. Thomas ended fighting a member of the crew of one of the ships. He was tall and wore a dark green bandanna on his head.
I swung over to the merchant ship with some of the crew at the same time as the crew of the Empress. A man came at me with his cutlass drawn. I parried his first blow. I hit him in the face with my fist. I shoved him backwards with my foot.
He came back at me again. I disarmed him quickly. I looked over further up the deck. Elizabeth was fighting the captain of the merchant and passenger ship.
Elizabeth gave orders to crew to board the merchant and passenger ship. She had ended up fighting the captain of the ship.
I turned to see a crewmember of the merchant and passenger ship with a musket aiming for Elizabeth.
I cried out her name but no sound came from my throat. Time seemed to slow down. I fought my way to the helm. I pushed her to one side I grunted as the bullet cut though the flesh of my right shoulder.
I fought with my other arm quickly disarming the captain. Blood was seeping from the wound on my shoulder as I fought alongside the crew of the Dutchmen and the Empress. It was ten or twenty minutes later the crew of the merchant and passenger ship surrendered.
Both crews searched the ship for money or anything of value and supplies. They started to search the passengers and crewmembers for anything of value. The man I hard-fought when I had landed on the deck of the merchant and passenger ship looked familiar.
He looked like the injured man on the Dutchmen. Even he had seemed familiar as well.
"What's your name" I asked speaking to the man.
"Thomas Swift why should that concern you pirate" Thomas said looking at me with hardened eyes. Swift that name was so bloody familiar I couldn't figure out where I knew that name from.
"Your mother wasn't Rose Turner was it" I asked, it had been my aunt on my father's side. I hadn't seen my aunt since my mother had died when I was elven leaving behind my little brother I hadn't seen for over ten years.
"It was her maiden name why" Thomas asked looking at me oddly.
"My names Will Turner my aunt on my father side was Rose Swift she had two sons both younger than me" I said, Thomas's eyes widened in shock that I was his long lost cousin.
"My uncle I was told died at sea when I was just a boy. Me and Philip where raised along with our younger cousin Luke." Thomas said looking me over. He noticed the scar on my chest and neck.
"How is Luke, he was only three when I left England fourteen years ago." I said I had though many times of going back to England to find Luke.
"He was traveling with me to Port Royal to find Philip who is now a missionary. How is it that you became a pirate Will" Thomas asked they were only a few of the many questions he had for me.
"Capt. look what we found in the brig" Santo said shoving a thin seventeen year old boy. He had my mother's dark blue eyes and dark blonde hair.
"Release him Santo he and Mr Swift will be accompanying us back to the Dutchmen" I said Santo released Luke.
Once back aboard the Dutchmen I was accompanied to my cabin by Thomas and Luke. Angelica was in my cabin tending to Phillip who was now awake.
"Hello brother" Thomas said looking at his brother. Phillip looked at his brother then to Luke.
"Thomas what are you and Luke doing here" Phillip asked trying to sit up. He was probley well enough to be moved to another cabin.
"When we did not hear from you for almost six months we bartered a passage to the Caribbean to look for you not only did we find you but you remember Will Luke's older brother who left England after Aunt Emma died" Thomas said, both Luke and Phillip where shocked and turned to look at me.
Luke's face turned from shock to anger. He said nothing as he stormed out of the cabin slamming the door behind him. I sat down at my desk and looked over maps and charts. Soon enough Thomas, Phillip and Angelica left my cabin and went to their own cabins.
I ignored the pain in my right shoulder from the bullet wound. A knock on my cabin door. I ignored it and pulled a bottle of rum from one of the desk draws. I pulled the cork from the bottle before taking a long swing of the bottle.
The cabin door opened. I didn't look up from the map I was looking over. I heard someone clear their throat. I wasn't a male it was a female. I looked up to look into a pair of familiar eyes that I hadn't looked into since that day I had left her on that beach.
