I'm on a writing spree today! I don't really know why though… But I included a deleted scene this time! That should be exciting, right?

Story time! So I was looking for "Pirates of the Caribbean" stories to read, and of course I specifically searched for Will. Did you know that pretty much no one writes about just Will? It's always Will and Elizabeth, or even a few Will and Jack stories. I didn't search for too long though because I was a little upset and wanted to write this chapter so my story could go to the top of the list (since this website sorts by posted dates). Now people can see that not everyone has to write about Will and Elizabeth or Will and Jack! Yeah! *Throws fist in the air*

Sorry if I just wasted you life a little bit… but remember, you're the one that decided to read the bolded part ;D

In the name of all that is good and decent, REVIEW! More importantly though, Happy Reading!

~MisticLight

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We reached the island of Tortuga by nightfall. And thankfully I was able to arrive in once piece! My stomach had finally decided to agree with me shortly after the sail incident, thank the heavens! Now all I had now was a slight headache, but that could be easily dealt with.

The first image of Tortuga I had upon entering the city was a mass population of drunken pirates and prostitutes. All of who were covered in sweat and filth. It was definitely not the prettiest of sights, and highly unexpected on my account. I expected some sort of pirate misbehavior, just not this much! I grabbed hold of Will's arm and held on tight, frightened fingers nearly digging into his skin.

"More importantly," Jack explained, introducing the city he seemed so proud of. Honestly, I hadn't really been paying any attention to him since leaving the boats. I was far more concerned about the pirate following after us, eyeing my every move. "It is indeed a sad life that has never breathed deep this sweet, proliferous bouquet that is Tortuga, savvy?" He grabbed a cane out of the hands of a passing pirate, judging the stick before turning his attention to Will. "What do you think?"

"It'll linger," Will responded after a short pause.

"Ah," the pirate nodded before darting his eyes to me, "and what about you, Evelyn?"

I looked about the space we just entered, presumably the center of the city. Gun shots, cackles, screams, drinking, clinking cups, animals… these were only some of the faults I found with Tortuga. Despite my displeasure, I failed to find the proper words to describe the island.

"It's mystifying," I settled with. The whole place truly was a puzzle.

"I'll tell you, mates," Jack continued, "If every town in the world were like this one… no man would ever feel unwanted."

I wrinkled my nose, That would be terrible.

"Scarlett!" Jack suddenly cried before running to a red-haired woman. She did not look pleased in the slightest. Actually, she slapped Jack across the face before he could say anything else! The woman then stormed off. "Not sure I deserved that."

I looked pass the pirate as another woman approached, this time a thin blonde with disheveled makeup. When Jack noticed my glance, he spun around. "Giselle!"

"Who was she?" The Giselle woman asked before her eyes trickled to me. Her brows rose, "And who is that?"

"What?" Jack squeezed in before being slapped again. This woman then followed after Scarlett. I glared after the pair of them, not at all caring for Jack's admission. "I may have deserved that."

"I'll say…" I grumbled as Jack straightened himself up.

He spun around with eyes narrowed, "Did you say something, Evelyn?"

My grip on Will's arm tightened and I backed behind him slightly. With the Tortuga air, Jack appeared far more intimidating than usual. I hesitantly smiled, "Nothing! Just… lead the way!"

"Right!" The pirate took a step toward a sign simply labeling it as the pub. "We should escape this wretched pit as quickly as possible."

"With a crew!" Will quickly added in.

"Ah, yes. Well it just so happens that you know the man… who knows the man who knows the finest sailors in all of Tortuga."

"There are fine sailors in Tortuga?" I scoffed. However, this only earned me a second glare that I uneasily smiled at.

In his anger, Jack threw his cane back at us before shoving his way into the pub. Will caught the cane before it hit us, examined it, and then gave it to a pirate standing near the doorway. I was unable to see what the pirate did with his new cane though because Will quickly dragged me into the building.

Strangely enough, we walked right through the roaring crowed of drunken pirates and instead exited through a back doorway. The horrendous smell protruding from the crammed alleyway told me Jack was leading us to a pig sty long before I actually saw the filthy shelter. Had I not been clutching Will's arm, I probably would have taken my chances with the rowdy pirates inside the pub.

The strong smell made me gag. "Of all the places in this awful town, why must you lead us to this foul place?"

"One gets use to the smell." Jack nodded as he picked up a bucket filled with water. Not knowing what else to do, Will picked up the full one beside it.

A few steps more and we stood before a man sleeping beside three of the largest pigs I had ever seen. Without a moment's hesitation, Jack flung the water in his bucket onto the man.

"Curse you for breathing, ya slacked-jawed idiot!" The man shouted the instant the water hit his face. A dagger was clutched in his hands, which only made me all the more nervous. The man was angry, for obvious reasons, yet his face twisted into a smile when he took in the three of us. Thankfully he lowered his dagger as well. "Mother's love! Jack! You should know better than to wake a man when he's sleepin'. It's bad luck!"

"Ah, fortunately, I know how to counter it," Jack said. "The man who did the waking buys the man who was sleeping a drink. The man who was sleeping drinks it while listening to a proposition from the man who did the waking."

Jack spoke far too fast for me to even register what he had said. In fact, I couldn't even recall there ever being bad luck for waking a sleeping person!

"Aye, that'll about do it," the man agreed nonetheless.

I silently groaned beside Will as Jack helped the man up, "Is he to be joining us then? He smells absolutely horrid!"

"I'll take care of that," Will smirked before tossing the contents of his bucket onto the now standing man. My free hand shot to my mouth, attempting to suppress my growing laughter.

"Blast! I'm already awake!"

Will locked eyes with me for a moment before facing the man, "That was for the smell."

I smiled behind my hand, silently hoping he had done that just for me. But then I came to my senses and shook my head. Mustn't think that, Evelyn.

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The pub of Tortuga: a place where men and women alike come to fight, drink, and quite possibly make love. In other words… a downright dreadful place.

Upon entering the establishment, Jack charged right for the bar to grab a drink for himself and the man we retrieved from the pigs, whose name was apparently Joshamee Gibbs. Jack had offered Will and I a drink, although it was clear he wished to not pay for more, which we quickly denied. By the stench of Tortuga, I could tell the preferred drink was rum. That particular alcoholic beverage was not one I had acquired a taste for. It always burned my throat and made my eyes water.

So as Jack fetched the drinks and Joshamee Gibbs located a table for the pair of them to sit, Will found a safe place for us to stand. Although finding the safest possible spot seemed impossible with all the rowdy fights and boisterous laughter bouncing off the walls. The entire scene made my hold on Will tighten all the more.

Jack approached our settled position near a wooden beam once he acquired his two drinks. He quickly surveyed the area, "Keep a sharp eye."

I didn't even need the warning. Already my eyes darted across the crowded area, finding every rosy-cheeked person a threat. I failed to notice Jack's disappearance to a back table and the pressure I was squeezing onto Will's arm. Not until I heard Will wince, that is. "Evelyn? Would you mind… ?"

"Sorry!" I said quickly before releasing his arm.

Will chuckled, "No need to apologize."

We shared smiles until a frown overtook his face. Without warning he turned towards Jack and Gibbs, clearly attempting to listen in on their conversation. I silently laughed at the sight. Good luck hearing whispers in this place!

A pair of hands suddenly wrapped around my waist and pulled me away from the safety of the rafter. Rather than scream and draw attention to myself, I dug my elbow into the intruder's ribs until his grip loosened. Before I could run back to Will though, the person grabbed my wrist and spun me around. I was not at all surprised to find a scraggly pirate standing before me. His hair protruded from all directions while his clothes were messy, stained, and displayed far too much of his harry chest. I grimaced at the sight while the pirate rubbed his ribs with his free hand.

"Now what was dat for?" The pirate slurred, proving his drunken state. "Come 'ere! Let Bardson show such a young face how to 'ave a good ol' time. Here's me payment."

Bardson pulled two dusty coins from his pocket and forced them into my other hand against my shaking head. I instantly dropped the coins and backed away, "No! There will be no showing here."

The pirate wobbled forward, mumbling something too fast for me to understand. I ferociously attempted to free my arm, all the while backing up with a wildly beating heart. I knew if I couldn't release his hold on me, I could very well be taken advantage of. Who am I kidding? I will be taken advantage of!

Desperation transformed my pulling into clawing. However, Bardson only laughed at my efforts and continued his mumbling. Only when my back smacked into a wall did his face twist into a more sinister expression.

This isn't working! If you don't do something drastic now, only misfortune will follow! I took a deep breath to holler for help, but the action was blocked once his hand clamped over my mouth.

Bardson pressed himself beside me, and I shut my eyes so I wouldn't have to look at his face. His whiskered cheek rubbed against my skin as he whispered into my ear, "Oh no, no, no. Don't… you can't… just don't move."

Well obviously I moved! Twisted and turned my body to try and wriggle myself away from the drunken pirate. My efforts, however, were futile, though not unnoticed because I felt Bardson's body suddenly pried away from me; as though someone had pushed him away.

I cracked my eyes open, sighing with relief when I saw Will standing before me. He wrapped a protective arm around me, shooting glares at Bardson. "She's with me."

Surprisingly enough, the pirate started laughing! He even took a step forward and patted Will on the shoulder. "Good lad... Good lad! You picked yourself a good'n, that's for sure."

Will and I looked to one another, too confused to say anything. Very slowly we walked away from the crazed pirate until we reached our initial beam. Even then we could depict his cackling through the rowdy crowd of Tortuga.

"Will?" I questioned, looking down to my clothes. "I don't look like a whore, do I?"

"Why, Evelyn, of course you do!" He smiled, despite how uncomfortable the rest of his face appeared. I rolled my eyes and pushed him away.

After several more minutes of waiting, all of which was filled with numerous women stumbling over to Will, I heard the unmistakable sound of mugs slamming onto a wooden table. I looked to Jack and Gibbs, smiling when I realized it had been them. "They've finished! We can finally-"

Whether Will was excited for their conclusion, anxious to leave, or simply angry about some unknown incident, he wasted no time in whipping out his blade and kicking over the nearest table. The pub immediately fell still.

"Will," I said, breaking the silence and shaking my head. "You're ridiculous."