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Oh, and one more thing: if there's some kind of grammar mistake or something, that was because my computer was being stupid with the grammar check, so...yeah. Sorry about that.

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The seas were rough around the Dutchman.

Must be another storm in the horizon thought its captain. He couldn't tell due to the fact it was night. All he hoped was that it wasn't another storm because he had dealt with too many storms recently….and deaths.

"Are you alright, captain?" asked an all too familiar voice. Will turned around and saw his father looking at him. Even though it was night, Will could see the concern in his father's eyes.

"Yeah," responded Will, a little louder than a whisper. "I'm fine."

Bootstrap approached his son, knowing all too well that his son was not fine. Will could tell his dad didn't believe him. "I said I'm fine, dad."

"Yes, you did," said Bootstrap, now standing next to his son. "And, no, you're not fine."

Before Will could say anything in response, a crewman interrupted the two.

"Sorry to interrupt, Captain," the crewman said. He turned to Bootstrap and gave him a slight bow of acknowledgement. "Mr. Turner." The crewman faced Will again. "We have approached a ship. The colors are not able to be made out, sir."

"Prepare to board it, then, Master Matthews," said Will. Mr. Matthews nodded his head to his captain, accepting his orders. Will faced his father as the crewman left, shouting orders to the crew. "I need you to come with me."

A little later, Will, Bootstrap, and a few other crewmen of the Dutchman were in a longboat, approaching the damaged vessel. As the longboat drew nearer, Will began to recognize it. No thought Will. It can't be. Please God, don't let it be….

Will's thoughts were interrupted as something in the water caught his eye. Will gasped as his eyes widened with horror. The face was familiar to him. It was Tai Huang.

Tai started to cough and become conscious while aboard the debris floating in the water. As he opened his eyes, he saw a familiar face. The owner of the face's name escaped him, though; it had been some time since he last saw it. Then he remembered.

"Mr. Turner?" Tai asked. "Is that you?"

"Yes, it is I," said Will, surprised Tai Huang still remembered him. It had really only been a few months ago, but many things had happened since then. Tai Huang caught Will staring at the ship in front of them.

"She is fine," Tai said before Will could ask him anything. Will shot his head at him, confused. "I believe she is with Sparrow and his crew. You know he's in search for the Fountain of Youth. It is said to be in Florida, otherwise territory belonging to the Spaniards.

Will looked a little relieved to know Elizabeth was safe, not one of the victims of the shipwrecked Empress. He paid little mind to what Tai had to say after that, as long as he knew his beloved was safe and away from harm. Will tore away from his thoughts of Elizabeth as he came to the realization that he still had a duty to perform.

After what seemed like ages to Will, he was able to go back to the Dutchman with new crew in tow, including Tai Huang. Three men had confirmed their willingness to move on, whereas the rest of the Empress's crew were determined to sail under the captaincy of William Turner II. All went well and smoothly on the Dutchman within the following days, that is, until Will finds someone in the water.

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So there you have it! Sorry if it was a little short; I just had to end it right there.

Help! I'm now to the end of what I already had on my computer for this story, which is the cause for my writer's block! If you have any ideas on what to do next, I would be more than appreciative to receive your ideas! Now, bring me those reviews! You don't know how happy I am to recieve those lovely pieces of eight! or nine. or comments. or whatever...you get the message!

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