It's that time again...
MWAH!

♥♥Captain Autumn♥♥

Disclaimer: Jack Sparrow's past back story thing is property of Disney. I just re-worded it and added
my island and my character of Robert 'Maelstrom' Swann.

WARNING!!!! MAJOR BACKSTORY AHEAD. IF YE DO NOT LIKE LONG PARAGRAPHS, YE BE WARNED.

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Michelle took a step back, wiping the trail of blood that was leaking from a cut that she had gotten when she tripped over the branch. She took a deep breath, before looking into the man's oh-so familiar eyes once more. The man raised up his hands to show that he was not going to harm her. She knew that, more or less, she was just a little freaked out that she felt as if she was looking into her fiancee's eyes.

The man smiled, "Forgive me if I startled you, dear. It's just...I believe you're marrying my son."

"You're Will's father?" Elle asked. When he nodded, she felt somewhat more comfortable and asked, "Forgive me for asking this, Mr. Turner-"

"Bootstrap, will be fine, dear."

"Erm. Bootstrap..." She sat down in the chair that he had motioned to her. "...but shouldn't you be dead? Will told me that you died just a few years after Elizabeth did." Bootstrap nodded as he took the seat in front of her.

"I was lost at sea." He turned his old, tired, chocolate eyes back on the young girl who sat before him. He recognized her emerald eyes as the ones of Jack's former first mate. Even though Jack was only a few years older than his son, he had become very close with him throughout their years together on the Pearl. "During the mutiny against Port Royal a few years ago." He chuckled at that and said, "I say a few years...but it was a couple of hundred." He turned his eyes back on her and asked, "What has Jack told you about your father?"

She was drawing designs on the table with her index finger before looking back up at Bootstap and saying in a soft tone, "He told me that he sailed on the Wicked Wench with him."

"As his first mate. Cutler Beckett-" He lowered his eyes, "Do you know who that is?"

"Yes." She said, regretfully. "His nephew was in love with me. What did he do?"

"Jack, I'm sure hasn't told you, he helmed the Wicked Wench which was an EITC merchant vessel." Michelle's faced changed as he said that. The old pirate nodded and said, "Yes. The East India Trading Company. He and your father both. But Grant, Grant was a pirate. It was always running in Jack's veins, like it was my son. Grant never wished it for his son, but he was a Teague, well, a Sparrow."

"So his name really is Teague then?"

Bootstrap nodded and said ,"Yes. It is. Jack and your father performed odd jobs for Beckett. But one got Jack. Beckett wanted Jack to transport slaves from Africa back to London, well, Jack refused. He set them free on the Isla de Amor."

"Island of Love?" Michelle wrinkled her nose at that. "Doesn't sound like a place Jack would be around."

Bootstrap smiled and said, "You'd be surprised." Bootstrap rested a boot against a barrel that was on the ground and rolled it back and forth. "Beckett burned and sank the Wench, and literally branded Jack and your father as pirates."

"Where does my fath- I mean, Davy come into this?" She asked, suddenly interested.

"Jones and Jack, get ready for this surprise, once were good friends. As you know, Jack was very fond of your mother-"

"-maybe a little too fond." She whispered loud enough for Bootstrap to hear. He smiled and said, "Yes, well, he knew that Jones would be able to pull the ship up from the depths. Both Jack and Robert agreed that if he raised the Wench up from the depths, they would serve beginning in thirteen years, one hundred years aboard the Flying Dutchman."

"Well-" He continued, "-Jack and your father agreed to it. So, Jones rose the Wench up and Jack christened it the Black Pearl. Barbossa was also in this, having been very close friends with both Jack and Robert. A few years later, while pillaging near Port Royal, Robert met Tia Dalma, your mother. At this time, she was waiting for Davy to return. You probably know what happened then. This of course, out-raged Jack, since at this time, Robert had left the ship during a hurricane. The Pearl was almost destroyed, and to get back at him, Jack named Barbossa first mate of the Pearl. Robert and Jack got into a fight, and Robert left to go stay with his uncle, Governor Swann."

Michelle outlined her sword as she asked, "That would be...Elizabeth's dad?"

"Yes. During his stay in Port Royal, Robert put together a crew and commandeered a ship. He set out looking for the Pearl and made many attacks to destroy it. The final time was after Barbossa and the crew turned on Jack after sharing the cursed Aztec gold with us. We, of course, told him that he was dead. And that was that. Robert set out, thinking that Jack had died on that island. Antoine Baldez, Jack's uncle-"

"No." Michelle said in disbelief.

"Yes. Baldez was ruler of the seas at this time. His amethyst would give the holder not only eternal life, but control over the sea. Robert found this out, and killed him after he had gone mutinous. Baldez told him that his nephew was the rightful owner of this once he died, and that only he knew where the chest holding the amethyst was. Well, he thought Jack was dead. When he found out he wasn't, he made it his mission to set out and find Jack. But before he died, Baldez put a curse on Robert that whatever he touched would turn to stone. At this time, your father was already in a mess. Just a few days prior, Tia left him, and he had to be the one to tell Davy Jones that he was actually your father, not Davy. Davy had already told him he planned to make his life hell, but it seemed that Robert was already heading that way. To make it worse, Baldez ordered his crew to take Robert to the island where the amethyst laid. That way, he could see the amethyst, but not be able to touch it, for it would turn to stone and lose it's power. He played a major part in the mutiny against Port Royal with Barbossa thinking that for some reason Jack was there."

"So, Jack wants eternal life, of course. But he wants to do it because he is the amethyst's rightful owner?"

"Yes. Now, there was one flaw in Baldez's plan. The curse only lasts one hundered and fifty years. Time is up."

"Where exactly does Elizabeth come into this?"

Bootstrap nodded and said, "Elizabeth, as you know, was the Pirate King. Robert was furios apon finding this out, and set out to kill her because in the event the King dies, nexy of kin takes the throne in his, in this case, her place. He failed, but at one final attempt succeeded. She told him that one day she would make him pay for what he had done. And when he looked at you, all he saw was Elizabeth. Elizabeth would one day come back as you and kill him. For revenge on her death." With that, he nodded and said, "If you don't have any questions, I do believe that we should be looking for Will and Jack."

He tossed Michelle her sword, and taking it, she asked, "What about you? You never-"

He motioned for her to follow him out and said, "In the mutiny, the Dutchman was attacked. Will was trying to get back to Port Royal for Elizabeth, well, in trying to get back, we were attacked. I flipped overboard and was dragged to the depths once more. I ended up here."

"Why didn't you die?"

He smiled as he replied, "I'm not sure. I thought that when Will became captain, my curse was lifted as the others were, but apparently not. Because of my choice all those years ago, I turn old but never die."

"That's awful." She said, following him up the path. She looked over the trees to see, thru the flames and smoke that was parting, the cave in clear and plain view. Her heart began beating faster. He noticed the change in her face as she stared at the cave in almost horror. She took a hand and wrapped it around the key to Will's heart.

Bootstrap smiled, putting an arm around her shoulder, and said, "He's fine."

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"Oi! Hector. Watch where you're poking that sword, man." Jack hissed at Barbossa as he forced Jack into the cave. Jack's eyes grew as big as those of the Kraken's when his eyes laid on Captain Robert 'Maelstrom' Swann. Robert smiled when Barbossa pushed him to the ground.

Jack's chains clanked loudly as he fell to the ground. His heart fell when he heard the sickening sound of Robert's laugh.

"Well, well, well. If it isn't Captian Jack Sparrow." Maelstrom smirked as he put his sword under Jack's face to lift it up to look into his own. Jack noticed instantly that his once emerald eyes were now a scarlet red color. His heart began beating fast when he saw that the sword Maelstorm was holding under his chin was made of pure stone.

"Don't worry, Jackie. Your father is already locked up."

"Oh, he made it did he?" Jack asked in some surprise. "I mean, of course he made it."

"The fountain of youth...no doubt is what kept you and your bloody father alive for over a century." Maelstom paced the floor as he said, "Could be traded for your freedom."

"As well as my fatherss, the boy and Miss Swann's." Jack replied with a gold-tooth grin. "If you don't agree to that, then it's not a deal, mate. So sorry to disappoint you, but I'm not giving up until my uncle's amethyst is in it's owner's rightful hands."

"Which is why you sent your father? To distract me?" Maelstrom said with a disgusted laugh.

"No. 'Course not. Whatever have you that idea?" Jack smiled at the old, cursed captain. Maelstrom snapped his fingers, and one of his henchmen dropped a bunch of flares in front of Jack. "We found your father out shooting these."
Jack, noticing them from the night before, smiled up at him and said, "Well, mate. I have never seen those things in my entire life."

"Ah." Maelstrom picked one up. Jack cringed when he slowly started turning to stone. "Property of La Perla Negra, no doubt these are Spanish flares and you are telling me that these are not your flares?"

"Nope." Jack replied with a smile. "I don't speak Spanish."

"You are Spanish!" Maelstrom spat at Jack as he tossed the now stone flare in Jack's direction. Jack dodged the stone flare and replied, "Ah, just because I am Spanish, does not mean I can speak it. I have no idea what la puaerl neglasi means."

Maelstrom smirked as he strolled over to him and said, "Jack Sparrow, Usted es sin una duda el pirata peor que he oído hablar siempre."

Jack smiled as he tried to get out of his chains, "But you have heard of me." His face immediatley fell when he saw the smile creep across Maelstrom's face. "Ok! So, I speak Spanish...big deal."

"Oh, it is a big deal." Maelstrom said. "It is indeed, my dear friend." He made a move to touch Jack, but Jack leaned backwards, nearly tipping over. Jack eyed the man as he walked back over to the chest. The chest, which both of them knew, that had the amethyst inside it. Jack sighed and asked, "Where's Will?"

"The boy?"

"No." Jack replied, "The chicken... Of course the boy, where is he?"

Maelstrom rolled his scarlet eyes as he hissed, "That's not your problem, Sparrow. Because I think you ought to be worrying about your own fate at this moment. Should I kill you know-" He leaned closer and spat in Jack's face, "-or let you watch Michelle die?"

Jack smiled at him, "Let's not kill me, and Michelle and I watch you slowly die while we sail away on my ship with the amethyst. Because, all in all, I do believe that that is the best possible way to...you know...end this...savvy?"

Maelstrom rolled his eyes once more, letting Jack also see where Michelle got it from (between him and Tia, eyerolling was a major habit with Elle), "Let him meet his father."

"I've already met him, thanks." The guards grabbed Jack up by his arms. Jack made a face and said, "Well, if ou want to re-introduce me to 'em, that's fine too I supposse...oh bugger."

Jack didn't even try to struggle as they carried him down to a dungeon like room and chained him up to the wall. He groaned as he tugged at the chains with no progress. "Jack, it's not going to work."

Jack turned his head to see Will sitting in the corner, "What do you think I've been trying to do for the past five hours?"

Jack slumped against his chains as his eyes darted towards a dark figure in the corner of the room. He squinted his eyes to make sure it was who he thought it was, "Hey, daddy-kins. How are you?"

Grant raised his head and said, "You're an idiot."

"I knew that was coming."

"Jack, how could you lead Ellie here of all places?"

"What is he talking about?"

jack shrugged at Will and said, "The man's mad. Doesn't know what he's talkin' about. The sun's got to 'em."

"Oh, can it, Jackie." Grant said, irratated. "She didn't have to come here! She could have been safe in Spain where she was headed, but no. Jack had to bring her-"

"Dad, shut the hell up!" Jack said with a groan. Will's eyes grew huge when Jack said that. Grant looked about as taken back as Will felt. "Look, I know I'm an idiot, alright? Ok. I am one. But I'm a brilliant one. And you can deny me otherwise because you know it." Jack smiled as he prided himself, "Everything I have done has ended up for the best."

"Except selling my soul to Jones."

"You met your father."

Will was silent for a minute, before saying, "Making me immortal."

"Ah, can't be greatful for one that gave up his own wants for another, can we?" Jack's dark eyes bore into Will's as he said, "You would have died, never to have lived with Elizabeth. Yes, you had to watch her die, but you would have never met Elle. Can't say you regret it."

Will sighed and said to Grant, "He's a brilliant idiot."

"See?" Jack cried, happily. "Even the eunuch's agreeing with me." He ignored Will's face when he said that, and continued, "No, Robert wouldn't have evern found Elle had I not brought her here. But Will wouldn't have met her, living forever as a lonely soul-"

"Thanks, Jack."

"No problem. And she would never get to avenge her cousin's death..."

"Are you done?" Grant asked him.

"Yeah. And why the bloody 'ell are you here? I thought you left for Florida-"

"-New Orleans." His father lazily corrected him. Jack shrugged and said, "Same thing." Will rolled his eyes at that as Jack said, "Why aren't you in Florida."

Grant and Will stared at Jack for a moment before Will asked, "How much rum have you had?"

Jack smiled sarcastically at Will and said, "None of your business, Turner." After he said that, he hiccuped quietly. The door opened a few minutes later, and a new person was throw into the dungeon.

Will and Jack looked on expecting, and hoping, to see Elle. But, they looked at each other in shock when they saw who it was.

Wish for an Elle.

Get a Davy.

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Ok, not the climax like I promised, but I needed an explanatory chapter to tie everything in. It'll be explained more later. I have this story finished, I'm just rewrting some of the chapters.

Review and I won't make ya walk the plank.

♥♥Captain Autumn♥♥