Turning the Tide
Author: orlysluv
Summary: What if Captain Jack Sparrow found William Turner on that floating wreckage in the first movie instead of Elizabeth Swann? What if Will had a sister? How would things of been different? W/E J/A N/OC
Disclaimer: Disney owns all the character you recognize from Pirates of the Caribbean.
Barbossa growled with anger and turned away from the three individuals before him, refusing to lose his composure in front of them.
After a few moments, he turned around and looked at them with a grin.
"It matters not fore when we reach the dreaded Isla De Meutra, the curse will be broken and all of you will die slow and painful deaths, one by one."
"None of you will live long enough to rekindle you relationships with Bootstrap Bill Turner." Barbossa grinned evilly, eyeing Bootstrap's son.
"We will see." Will spat back, glaring angrily at Barbossa.
Barbossa laughed and waved a hand at Pintel and Ragetti.
"Take William and the wench to my cabin, Jack goes to the brig."
"Sir, why not bring them all to the brig?" Ragetti asked, clearly confused.
"Divide and conquer." He said simply, waving for the prisoners to be taken away.
As Will and Elizabeth were maneuvered around the many occupants of the infamous Black Pearl, they could not help but feel a twinge of helplessness and vulnerability rush over them. It was an odd feeling that both knew no one could ever get use to, no matter how much time passed by.
Elizabeth wished desperately that she could wake up from this horrible dream and be somewhere far away from all this, somewhere with Will and they would both be happy and safe. She bit her lip and stayed as close as possible to Will, who was gazing at the approaching door of the captain's quarters with absolute dread on his usually calm visage.
He hadn't seen the captain's room since the last time he was on the infamous ship, back when Jack was captain.
He wondered how different it looked, how good Barbossa took care of it compared to Jack Sparrow.
Will felt Elizabeth brush against him and he turned his head to give her a reassuring smile, even though his eyes told her quite clearly that he was as uncertain about what would happen to them as she was.
"It will be alright." Will mouthed to her before turning his attention back to their present situation.
In no time at all, the two lovers was merely inches from the cabin's door. Will looked at it with a gulp as Pintel opened the door with a creek, and then turned to look at his two prisoners with a smirk.
"Don't do anything I wouldn't do in there." Pintel snickered as he shoved poor William and Elizabeth into Barbossa's musty cabin.
Once the door was securely locked behind them, all they could do was stare in awe at the condition the cabin before them was in.
What a shameful sight to see such a beautiful room looking so utterly horrendous, like the scene was pulled right out of a horror novel and plastered there in front of them.
Never in all his years aboard the Black Pearl could William remember seeing Jack's quarters look like this. It was as if all the dirt and ugliness of the skeletal pirates on the ship were mimicked in this very room.
Just now did William realize that not only was The Black Pearl's crew cursed, but also the very ship itself.
"This is sickening." Will cringed, his brown eyes scanning the dark room in absolute horror.
"Will, look at this." Elizabeth said, bending down to rub her hand on the cabin's dirty floor. She gasped as she stood up and studied her hand; a think blanket of dust was now covering it.
The room itself looked like it had been abandon for years, there were cobwebs on the walls and ceiling and an awful stench was leaking out of Barbossa's closet.
"Ewww." Elizabeth exclaimed as she walked past the closet. She hid her nose in Will's shirt in an effort to escape the horrible smell.
The only things that looked considerably civilized in the entire cabin was Hector Barbossa's bed and small couch.
"This doesn't look so bad." Elizabeth stated as her hazel eyes looked over the captain's somewhat clean looking bed. The sheets were surprisingly white and the awful smell coming from the closet seemed to disappear as they came closer to the large bed.
"I wonder how Barbossa managed to keep this so clean and all else so filthy."
"He had no use for it." Will replied, shrugging his shoulders. "Barbossa is a cursed man who cannot eat, sleep, or feel a thing, what use does he have for a bed or couch?"
"I suppose your right." She nodded, smiling slightly. "I almost forgot that normality is the minority on the Black Pearl."
"Aye, it would seem that even bloody skeletal pirates outnumber us." Will remarked with a sarcastic grin as he fell back onto the bed, taking Elizabeth down with him.
Elizabeth giggled softly as her face hit the soft pillow beside her gentleman rogue.
"Comfortable?" She asked with a smirk
"Considering the circumstances I really shouldn't be in the least, but the company is quickly changing my mind." Will replied with a content sigh as shut his eyes, relieved to finally hear a calming silence enter the old and dusty room.
Elizabeth smiled adoringly at him and snuggled closer, sighing softly as Will put his arm around her and began softly caressing her dirtied locks of long brown hair.
Elizabeth didn't want to ruin the tender moment but she knew all too well their present situation needed to be taken care of.
"What are we going to do?" She whispered softly, opening one eye to look up at her handsome pirate.
"I don't know what we are going to do love it's all up to Jack now really, but I do know what we could do…here…on this bed." Will said with a mischievous grin as he raised his eyebrows at an amused Elizabeth, who decided to play along.
The Governor's daughter smirked seductively at the roguish pirate and moved tantalizingly close to him. "Tell me dear William, what could we possibly do here on this bed?"
"This." He breathed; bending down to capture Elizabeth's desirable lips.
"Oh, that." Elizabeth whispered after their kiss ended, smiling happily as she wrapped her arms around Will who was on top of her, and furiously began to kiss his lips and neck.
Will rolled onto his back and pulled Elizabeth down onto him, running his rough hands through her long hair, and over her soft silky skin. Elizabeth shivered with pleasure and grabbed Will's head, kissing him frantically all over his face.
He settled one of his hands on her lower back, and the other on the back of her head, kissing Elizabeth so passionately that all other thoughts escaped his mind, all he thought about at this moment was the beautiful girl in his arms that he loved with everything he had.
Elizabeth parted her lips and gently slid her tongue against Will's lips, savoring the taste but begging for entry. William gladly separated his mouth and welcomed Elizabeth's tongue gateway as he tenderly moved his tongue around hers. Will slowly moved his hands down Elizabeth's back and to the bottom of her shirt. He gripped the bottom edge of Elizabeth's shirt and carefully began to pull it up towards her head, secretly hoping she wouldn't mind too much.
Elizabeth paused for a moment and looked up at Will with a sad smile once she noticed his slight hesitation; it brought her back to the reality of their situation. She knew exactly what Will wanted and knew that she wanted it just as much.
Elizabeth loved Will Turner with all her heart and wanted to spend the rest of her life in his arms. But, in order for them to be able to do that they would need to think of a way to get off this blasted ship.
"Will, we must focus." Elizabeth whispered, reluctantly breaking away from their embrace. "We need to find a way off of this damned ship before it's too late."
She began to lift herself off of the bed when Will quickly wrapped his arms around Elizabeth's retrieving form, pulling her back to him.
Elizabeth was right, they did need to focus on survival but that didn't mean Will was going to let his love leave their warm embrace that easily.
"And how do you propose we do that?"
Elizabeth smirked and rested her forehead on Will's, kissing him teasingly on the lips. "You are the famous William Turner, I'm sure you'll think of something right?"
"Absolutely." He grinned smugly, flipping on top of Elizabeth as his lips descended to hers for another chaste kiss. "You don't need worry about a thing Elizabeth I am positive it will all work out just fine, but if all we have is tonight then let us remember it."
"I love you." She said softly, moving a strand of hair from Will's beaming face.
"I love you too." Will whispered tenderly, honesty and devotion shining in his eyes. "I love you so much Elizabeth, you're the only reason I'm still holding on."
"And I have no regrets for anything that has happened because of the curse or even Barbossa because it led me to you Elizabeth."
"Oh Will." She breathed, tears forming in her eyes as she stared at Will with the same love and devotion that was so evident in his chocolate brown orbs.
"Show me how much you love me." She whispered with a soft smile as all sense of the fear and desperation of their present situation disappeared from her mind.
"Are you sure luv?" Will whispered back lovingly, gazing down at his love adoringly.
"Yes Will, make love to me." Elizabeth said, pulling Will in for another kiss that sealed each other's fate.
If all they had was tonight, then damn Barbossa and his blasted crew because they were going to enjoy it.
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"We're devils and black sheep and really bad eggs, drink up me hearties yo ho!" Jack sang loudly as his head bobbed back and fourth to the rhythm of the pirate gig, his booming voice echoing through the ship's brig.
"Jack will you shut up!" Ana Maria shouted as she covered her ears with her hands.
"That pathetic excuse of a song has brought us nothing but bad luck."
At Ana Maria's comment, Gibbs immediately looked up with worry and eyed the two pirates with suspicion "Bad luck?"
"Listen te this Gibbs…" Ana Maria started, throwing a smirk at Jack Sparrow.
"The last time Jack decided to sing that ridiculous song we were in Port Royals prison and about to be hanged."
Ana Maria knew all too well that this would get a rise out of poor Gibbs, one that would hopefully stop her captain's terrible singing.
"Did ye hear that Jack, tis bad luck ta be singing about pirates!" He shouted out fearfully, not realizing how ironic he sounded.
"On the contrary poor and naive Gibbs, singing pirate songs is actually very good luck."
"Oh and how's that Jack." Ana Maria questioned as she raised her eye brow, watching her pirate captain curiously.
"Well I'll tell ye, the last time I sang this lovely melody in Port Royal we found a way out of prison right before our hangings isn't that right Ana?" Jack remarked, flashing the female pirate a toothy grin.
"So, technically we are all alive because of my melodious singing." Jack continued , causinf Ana to snort rather loudly.
"So, it's good luck then?" Gibbs asked in a child like tone of voice as his face brightened up considerably.
"The best." Jack replied as he marveled at how easy it was to change Gibbs's mind.
"Now sing along Gibbs, we're pirates and black sheep and…"
Ana Maria groaned but said nothing; she knew her complaints would fall on deaf ears now that Gibbs had been pulled in by the clever Jack Sparrow.
Besides, a small part of the fiery female wanted to believe that Jack's annoying song brought them good luck as they could really use some right about now.
"I wonder how Will and Elizabeth are faring." Gibbs wondered out loud, snapping Ana out of her reverie.
"No better then us I imagine." She said with a sad sigh, shaking her head at their misfortune.
She turned around to look at Jack with a confused look upon her face however, when she heard a hearty chuckle escape his mouth.
"What are you laughing about?"
"I've got a feeling that we are the farthest thing from they're minds right now." Jack replied with a laugh, an odd glint twinkling in his eyes.
"And I do believe that our Will and Elizabeth are far better off then us poor suckers down here."
"Why do ye say tha' Jack?" Gibbs questioned, looking as baffled as Ana Maria.
"Think about it friends, our two love birds have been locked up in the captain's quarters and there's absolutely nothing in that room but a bed." Jack explained, waving his arms around as he spoke.
"Do I have to draw you a bloody picture?"
"Oh." Ana Maria whispered before smirking that the Gibbs who now was sporting a nice shade of pink of his face.
Suddenly, Jack Sparrow grew very still and swiftly held up his hand, biding them all to be quiet.
"What is it now?" Ana Maria whispered, grasping the steel bars of her cell tightly as she watched Jack with utter confusion.
"Hush." He said quickly, holding a finger up to his mouth. "Listen, what do you hear?"
"Nothing." Gibbs replied, shaking his head in frustration.
"Exactly, it's far too quiet." Jack whispered to his crew mates, before pointing his ear up as if to try and hear what the pirates above them were saying.
"What do ye think is going on up there?" Ana asked, edging closer to her thoughtful captain.
"Not rightly sure, depends how long the silence holds out for." He said, shrugging his shoulders. "Hope it's something good though."
"Aye, and if is I'll have no choice but to embrace that bloody pirate song of yours." Ana Maria mumbled to herself, causing Jack to grin from ear to ear.
"Drink up me hearties, yo ho!"
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"Captain Barbossa, there's a ship approaching sir." Pintel said in a matter of fact tone.
"Hand me the telescope." Barbossa commanded, putting out his hand to the other pirate.
"It's a navy ship, no doubt looking for the girl." He muttered, grasping the telescope tightly in his grimy hands.
Hector Barbossa had everything he needed right here on the Black Pearl and was in no mood for a fight, he would avoid contact with the other ship at all costs, at least for now.
His main priority was to free himself and his crew of the Aztec Gold's terrible curse and nothing would get in his way.
"What are yer orders captain?"
"We wait and see what their next move is before plotting ours, that's all." He stated as he stared into the telescope and out into the distance at the approaching Interceptor.
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"Commodore, there is rather large ship with black sails ahead of us sir." A marine pointed out as he gazed at James Norrington, who was also grasping a telescope in his hands. He was about to take a look at the ship before them when Jessie snatched the object out of his hands.
"If you'd be so kind." She said sweetly, giving the amused Commodore an innocent smile before raising the telescope to her face. "It's the Black Pearl."
"It is also the pirate ship that the scoundrel William Turner is part of." An angry voice from behind them said.
James Norrington and Jessie turned around to look into the eyes of Governor Swann.
"William Turner is no longer the first mate of that ship thanks to Hector Barbossa." Jessie growled, looking back toward the distant form of The Black Pearl.
"But you should know that Governor since you claim to of read your daughter's lovely pirate book as it were."
The tense Governor of Port Royal was about to retort when a marine boldly cut in.
"Shall we ready the cannons sir?"
"No!" Jessie shouted, surprising everyone.
If there was one thing they could not do, it was fight a ship full of undead pirates and the stubborn blonde would make sure that the rest of the crew knew it to. "We must weigh anchor and let them pass."
"That's preposterous, we shan't surrender to pirates." Governor Swann bristled, narrowing his eyes at Jessie.
"As you all know, those are not ordinary pirates!" She retorted, glaring daggers at the Governor. "That ship is crewed by the damned therefore you must put your pride aside and surrender fore we cannot win against a crew that was spit right out of hell!"
Weatherby Swann rolled his eyes and shook his head at Jessie Turner's unlady like language and behavior before turning his attention to James, curious to see what the Commodore's reaction was to all this.
"What are your orders Commodore?"
"Yes James, what are your orders?" Jessie questioned in a stern and calculated voice, eyeing the Commodore expectantly.
James Norrington gulped and shook his head, he absolutely hated the position he was in with a growing passion.
He wished more than anything that he could shrink to a miniscule size and just run away. Alas, he knew that would never happen and that sooner then later he would have to make a decision on which side to take, the Governor's or Jessie's. Yes, The Commodore knew what he had to do.
"Men weigh anchor, we shall go no further until the ship ahead of us is out of sight."
"What!" The Governor exclaimed as he watched the Commodore before him in utter disbelief. "But James we cannot-."
"Those are my orders Governor; it is not our time to fight." James said sternly as he moved to stand beside a very satisfied Jessie.
"Thank you James." She whispered softly after the Governor had stormed off.
"It was the right thing to do." He replied, smiling down at her warmly.
"I know it was, but still thank you."
The Governor watched their exchange from a far and growled. Although he felt nothing but sheer anger now, he knew that he would come to praise the Commodore's hasty decision and Jessie's stubborn attitude as it prevented the inevitable slaughter of many innocent people aboard the Interceptor, including himself.
The Governor growled at himself for smiling as he watched the Commodore and the blonde pirate before him. Although the Governor would never admit it, the stubborn female was starting to grow on him.
"bloody pirates."
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"Captain, the ship has stopped." Barbossa's first mate stated, looking quite pleased.
"Then we shall continue our journey to Isla De Meautra." Captain Barbossa said with an evil grin. "I've waited far to long to taste the sweet flavor of a green apple."