Moonlit reunion:

Bill spun suddenly at the sound of the soft tapping at the door. It was clear that the crew, of this ship, had a great respect and fear for their captain. He spun to look back at Destiny as she stood and straightened her dress. She has switched her pistol for her fan once more and lightly brushed her hair back from her face.

She was a beautiful woman, brilliant golden skin, the colour of the Tortuga beaches. She had an amber hair colour that Bill recognised from his childhood and his mothers curly amber hair. But her eyes were all Jack and behind those eyes was a clear indication of the master mind within. Her eyes, though very soft, darted about in thought, giving her an almost insane quality. Her body language, however was very different from that of Jack. She stood tall, strong, confident and not a bit confused of her path. Her arms were strong, clearly well trained and well adapted to the life at see. Her footings were steady and, though the ship swayed beneath them she did not. It was clear that this ship was a home to her, that it had qualities that no other would understand but a pirate. She was indeed the daughter of a Sparrow, there was no questioning it.

"Don't keep me waiting," Destiny shouted as the knocking on the door became louder and the sounds of struggling voices could be heard from behind it.

Rusin opened the door to the cabin slowly, followed by two other men. They were largely built men, who kept between them a smaller, struggling man.

"Let me go, I was invited!" the man yelled at the two large fellows who detained him

"Do as he says," Destiny said looking more feminie than minutes ago, "I invited him."

"Yes Captain," they said and pushed the man into the captains cabin. Rusin bowed to her and then closed the door behind him.

"Mister Turner, I do apologies for the lack of amenities. The men of the ship are simple and not custom to the politenesses of the upper class," Destiny said.

"I am not upper class, I don't expect it," William said a little aggravation in his voice.

"Still, I do apologise for their roughness," she said as she walked out from behind the desk, the sword looking very out of place on her waist.

Instinct set in and Will drew his own weapon, "you are clearly not who you pretend to be Madame Marianne," he said, his eyes darting back and forth between her and the other man in the cabin.

"Please Mister Turner, allow me to explain my circumstances too you. You need not draw your weapon, I have no qualms with you."

"Shouldn't I be addressing the captain of the ship as the note instructed?" Will asked still with his sword drawn.

"I am the captain and for matters of secrecy my crew has taken my first mate as their captain for the visit to Port Royal, my name is Destiny Sparrow," She said with a polite smile and a courtesy, "I am the child of Jack Sparrow and Constance Turner."

"That is impossible," Will said lowering his weapon only slightly.

"I am afraid it is true," Destiny said, "my mother needed to be rid of Tortuga, the one thing she had wanted all her life. Something my father and yours could not do for her. I would have preferred not to be revealing this all to you but I have decided that she should know there is family near to her. Upon arriving I knew of only you, and that was the primary request I had for you in the letter."

Will pulled the letter from an inner pocked in the highly elaborate coat he had been wearing purely for show and to please Elizabeth, "it was very vague." he said.

"It was a very spur of the moment compositions, I do apologise. I was caught off guard by information the Governor revealed when my mother mentioned her surname. I am sorry to say I didn't recognise the look of a Turner in you until I was made aware of it and as fast as I came to know it I made the decision that you too should know," Destiny said with a melancholy sigh.

"But why then not just tell me in the letter," Will asked as he took a seat as Destiny motioned toward it. Bill remained silent and only stared at the mirror image of his youth beside him.

"Because I am on a bit of a quest myself and the sad truth is I am a pirate. All I had wanted was my mothers safety and my secret be kept should I try to come and visit her," Destiny said still fanning herself, "I am not really one for not planning things out. Had the note been read by anyone but you, I would have been found out and surly the gallows would see the end to my voyage. This trip has been a dangerous one for my crew, as it is only the birth of my ships life at sea. It is soon to be known, no doubt, as another pirate vessel, as my plans fall further into place. I had hoped to come and leave as undetected as possible. It was one of my first acts purely of intuition. I am sure more will come as I settle into my roll at sea and she starts to reveal some of her secrets to me but please Mister Turner I do beg that you keep my secret and help to keep my mothers past from slipping out."

"I can understand how that will be difficult now," Will said as he relaxed a little more, "but why are you telling me all this with this gentleman present.

"Well, Mister Turner,"

"Please, cousin, call me Will,"

"Well, cousin, this man is some what of a trespasser on the ship, however I only look for revenge against one family member at this time. And I feel that it would be best for my mother to know that her brother lives," Destiny said.

Will turned and stared back at the man who had not taken his eyes off him.

"Father?" Will asked his voice shaking.

"Yes, you are the spitting image of my youth," Bill said and lowered his eyes.

"After the battle between Jones I was sure that you had died, you look so different from the first time I saw you aboard the Flying Dutchman," Will said excitedly as he smiled at his father.

"I guess I owe you my life, I am sorry it had to come down to you," Bill said even more remorseful.

"It is nothing to worry about now," Will smiled and reached out to shake his fathers hand, "you must come ashore with me."

"Yes he must," Destiny said finally, with a sense of urgency, "I have to set sail again and my crew have become suspicious of the both of you. Please go to my mother and take care of her. I have my own destiny to obtain," she said as she moved quickly to the door.

"Jack is not your enemy, Destiny," Bill blurted out before he had reached the cabin door, "you are more like him than you think, and sadly I will keep my loyalties to him."

"Now you will be loyal, what makes you think that Jack would come back to Port Royal anyways, lord knows he's unwelcome here," she laughed.

"What is all this against Jack?" Will asked.

"Oh not you too," Destiny sighed as she slammed her fan closed.

"He doesn't even know you exist!" Bill restated, "he's not your enemy!"

"Oh yes he is," Destiny hissed as she pulled the pistol back from its place, "Now get off," she said leading Will and Bill by gun point and causing the crew to bring itself to witness the commotion. "I am truly sorry for this," she whispered to Will.

"They need to fear you," He smiled and winked as he and his father ran down the gangplank.

Once their feet hit the dock the plank was pulled back aboard the ship. Rusin's voice range out orders to the still disguised crew. Destiny stood at the railing of the great ship looking down at the two members of her family. Her beauty was pure in the moonlight. She was almost bewitching standing there. Her amber hair, laced with silver moonlight and tossed gently by the soft sea breeze. The lace of her gown rustled in the wind as the sails of the ship began to drop again, ready for another voyage. They watched as the ship slowly began to move away from the dock. Her face was sheltered from view but her presence there seemed to weaken only in the slightest. And yet something would not let the two men take their eyes off her. There had been a change in the wind. Something seemed to stir in everyone. The people that remained on the docks stopped to stare as the ship began to depart. It was like time had stopped all around them but continued to pass as the ship left.

Destiny stood and stared back at the two men on the docks. She had never seen her cousin before and yet he looked at her with eyes she had once known long ago. Her uncle had aged, there were things in his past that would still surface, horrors that not even myth knew about. It saddened her to leave. To know that she has left the only family she had ever know in the hands of a family she had just acquired and now she set off to find the father that never existed until know. With only revenge in her heart. Something had changed within her, it ached deep down to know that for one moment she wasn't alone in the world and that her mother wasn't either. So why was she leaving it behind?