AN: This chapter will be told from the POV of Will Turner.

AN 2:Updated 1 Februari 2016


Chapter 4-Will

As William Turner stormed towards the dungeons of the keep of Port Royal, he could not help but question whether or not the blow to the back of the head last night had done some severe damage to his brains. Because what he was about to was illegal, reckless, incredibly risky and just... Stupid. Really, really stupid. The kind of stupid that ends with you dead in really unpleasant and disturbing ways.

He almost faltered in his step, but suddenly a picture of Ms. Swa... Elizabeth appeared in his mind. Beautiful Elizabeth, who always had a smile for him, was taken by the most ruthless and lawless of men to walk the earth. Well, not really walk on the earth, more like sailing the seas, but the point remained the same.

Spurred on by the thought he increased his pace as he came upon the steps leading to the prison cells. He quickly descended them, arriving at the current abode of the pirate known only as Captain Jack Sparrow. He came to a sudden halt.

There were two reasons for that, the first being a god awful sound that grated on the ears. It sounded like a cat was being skinned alive. Slowly. With a spoon or something. The second reason that halted Will's stride was the origin of the grinding and shrieking noise. Because there, hunched over, Jack Sparrow himself was filing away at the bars between him and freedom with an intense look of concentration in his face and throwing his whole body into the motion of filing with such wild abandon that the threads in his hair were whipping around his head like headless snakes.

Will took a step back when he saw what Jack was using as his instrument of achieving freedom. A sword. A bloodied sword. Apparently alerted by the sound of Will's footstep, a feat in and of itself, given the loud noise right under the pirates' nose, Jack suddenly looked up at Will, appearing to be startled. Seeing Will's wary look at the bloodied weapon in his hands, Jack let out a sheepish grin.

"No worries mate, it ain't mine."

Before Will could say anything to that unexpected statement a gruff voice broke the slight tension between Will and the pirate.

"Aye, that's cause it's mine, bub."

Will looked further into the cell where he could see a man standing half in the shadows, making his torso and face nothing but a dark silhouette.

"And I am truly and forever grateful for your sacrifice mate." Jack answered the figure, clasping his hands and giving an odd little bow with his head.

The figure appeared to want to give an answer, but Will quickly stepped in trying to control of the conversation no matter how weird or disturbing it had turned. Elizabeth needed him, and he needed Jack.

"You, Sparrow!"

Jack looked back up at Will.

"Aye?"

"You're familiar with the ship The Black Pearl?"

For a second Will thought he saw something like sadness flash behind Jack's eyes, but it was gone so quickly he could have imagined it.

"I've heard of it." came the weary reply.

Will had to bite his tongue to keep up from screaming in annoyance. The pirate was obviously guarded and would be loath to give up any information whatsoever. Still, he had to try, so he continued his questioning.

"Where does it make berth?"

A snort came from the man still standing in the shadows.

"I take it you ain't heard the stories then about the Pearl, bub?" the figure asked him.

Will could not help but look confused. Apparently taking that as his queue, Jack let out a sigh.

"Captain Barbossa and his crew of miscreants sail from the dreaded Isla de Muerta. It is an island that can't be found except" Jack held up a finger looking slyly at Will "by those who already know where it is."

Will frowned at the cryptic statement.

"The ship is real enough, therefore its anchorage must be a real place. Where?"

"Why ask me?" Jack asked idly, checking his fingernails.

At this Will floundered a bit.

"Because you're a pirate." he stated as if it was obvious.

Another snort came from the man who had yet to step out of the shadows. Will began to really dislike that snort.

"And you want to turn pirate yourself, is that it?"

For a second Will was filled with anger, leaning sharply towards the bars, not seeing the shadowed figure tensing up.

"Never!" he heatedly said to Jack, who looked somewhat surprised at the outburst.

"Easy there bub." the gruff voice said, but not in an aggressive manner.

Will backed up a little bit, regaining control of his temper. After a few seconds he reluctantly told the pirate the reason for his desperation.

"They took Miss Swan."

He immediately regretted telling the pirate, who now had a gleeful expression on his face.

"OOHH, so it IS that you found a girl!" Jack crowed.

The figure in the back of the cell shifted.

"A girl?" the feral voice questioned.

Will could feel his cheeks heating up. It was bad enough that one criminal knew about his affections towards Elizabeth, but now there would be two! And that after a single day of the first one finding out! Suddenly Will blanched as he envisioned something horrifying. The entire seedy underbelly of the British Empire laughing and gossiping about the orphan blacksmith boy in love with the governor's daughter. Jack's response broke him out of his terrible vision.

"Aye mate, see, our little blacksmith here trains five hours a day… with his sword." Jack drawled out, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Will could feel blood rapidly returning to his face as he felt the questioning gaze of the second man on him.

"It's not, I mean, eh, he is…." Will desperately tried to say something but nothing he could say right now would make him look any better.

"Relax bub, I get it." the gruff voice sounded amused.

"Well, when I asked why, he refused an honest answer, so I divined that it was for a girl." Jack continued his story, a grin still on his face.

"And, so it would seem, my divining was correct."

Jack focused back on Will, looking more serious now.

"If you intend to brave all, hasten to her rescue you will have to do it alone mate. I see no profit in it for me."

Will felt his heart drop to somewhere below his feet.

"He won't have to do it alone."

At first Will thought he heard it wrong.

"What?" "What!" he and Jack simultaneously asked.

A short laugh was their answer and the man finally stepped into the light, showing Will his face for the first time. A wild mane of dark hair framed a fierce face with heavy sideburns. The man wore a wide grin.

"Seems as if you've got yourself a partner bub." the man said to Will.

Will answered the man's grin with a shaky smile of his own.


AN: Fun fact: In the comics, it's been told that the name of Wolverine's mother, and by that notion, also the mother of Sabretooth, is Elizabeth. I had already decided on James taking Will's side, but was stuck on a motivation better than simply pity. This information tied in nicely, so it will definetely make an appearance in a later chapter.

AN 2: Some bad and good news. Bad news is that I will probably not upload for a week or so, as I will be on holidays without any internet connection. Good news is that I will be on holidays without any internet connection, so I expect I will manage to write quite a lot of chapters before I return. So when I return, expect daily updates again for a while.