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Will opened his eyes. He had been dreaming of Elizabeth that night. He looked around searching for her by his side, but she wasn't there. The crows nest was empty. No, wait. He wasn't in the crows nest. Will was lying on a beach.
"Ta blazes with ya!" called a voice, and Will felt a wince of pain on his leg. Barbossa had kicked it hard. "Ye were supposed ta be keepin' watch!!!!!!!!!" Will looked around. Terrible debris littered the beach. Pieces of the pearl were scattered everywhere. 'Elizabeth!' thought Will.
"Where is the rest of the crew?"
"I don't know, they were all asleep when we entered the storm, we didn't last long I'll tell ya that; thanks ta you, you useless whelp. I found a few and sent them looking for any supplies."
Will sprung up. He saw a small group of people across the beach. "OUCH!" cried will as he ran toward the others. Barbossa had a mean kick! "Elizabeth" yelled Will. Someone turned their head, and started running toward him. It looked like they had to wrench away from the crowd.
"Oh Will, thank God you're alright!" Elizabeth said while enclosing him in a tight embrace.
"Where are the others?" asked Will.
"Um, well Gibbs is over there with Pintel and Ragetti…. And… well…" Will looked around. Elizabeth had mentioned only three others, but there were clearly over a dozen men.
"Mr. Turner? Well, it hasn't been too long." The familiar voice of Cutler Beckett emerged from the mob. Then Beckett shouted an order, and men began charging at the couple. Elizabeth slipped a pistol into Will's hand.
"I have a feeling you are going to need this" she said, pulling one out for herself. Then she took off. Will followed her. He searched for Barbossa, to warn him, but the captain was nowhere to be found. "Hurry, the town isn't that far away!"
"What? Where are we?"
"I haven't the faintest idea, but Barbossa said something about a town down th AAHH!" the sound of a gun shot cut Elizabeth short. Will turned around and took a shot with his pistol. He sped faster and faster. Elizabeth followed suit and took a shot. She saw Will getting farther and farther away. Beckett's men were getting closer and closer. Will started to turn back for her. "Keep running!!" she shouted. Beckett's men were on her now. She gave it her last burst of energy. Will was turning back. No, will couldn't risk his self again for her. "Keep running Will!" A man pulled at her shirt. She couldn't run any longer. She collapsed, and felt the wretched sensation of cold metal being chained to her wrists.