Prompt from Guest: Could you possibly do Pirates of the Caribbean oneshot with Henry Turner/Armando Salazar pairing. Henry captured to Silent Mary and falls in love Salazar after seeing more humane side of him. Just happy end of both of them. Also Salazar lives through movies events and regains his humanity.
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The first thing Henry noticed was the ache in his head… the second, was the fact that he was in a cell.
And then he heard the chuckling, that seemed to echo through the damp, dark area. Immediately, he went on the defensive, "Who's there? Show yourself!"
Another chuckle, and movement in the shadows.
"Come into the light!" he ordered, straightening up. He was the son of Will Turner… he wasn't about to be cowered by a voice in the dark.
There was a brief moment of silence, before the figure stepped into the light… and Henry shrank back in alarm.
The man was dead… there was no way he could be fully alive. Huge chunks of flesh were missing from his body, with grey skin still peeling off in little flakes. Black hair hung limply around his peeling, as though he'd recently took a swim in the ocean… and black ooze dripped from his mouth.
"Horrifying, yes?" The man…. Ghost… thing hissed, blackened teeth bared in a mockery of a smile, "Who. Are. You?"
"H-Henry Turner." He wasn't ashamed to admit he stammered a little bit…. It was hard not to.
"Son of Will Turner… you can lead me to Jack Sparrow."
"No, I can't! I can't find him either- "
A burnt, grey hand slammed against the bars of the cell, stunning Henry into silence as the man leaned in closer.
"You will help me find him…" he hissed, "… or you will stay here…. Forever."
….
He didn't know how long he sat in the cell once the man vanished into the crowd…. the sun seemed to have set long ago judging by the sudden chill that swept through his bones.
Suddenly, the door to his cell opened up and a familiar voice spoke up from the shadows again. "Follow me… I'll show you to your room."
"My room?" Henry slowly pushed himself to his feet and frowned, "But I thought- "
"- Do you want to stay here?!"
Henry was silent for a moment, before darting forwards, intending to attack the strange man, only for the man to move to one side and place a sharp blade at his throat.
"Cute." The man chuckled, before sheathing the sword, "Follow me…. I've told my men to allow you free reign of the ship…. Everywhere except my chambers of course."
Henry chose not to say anything, especially not the obvious question. Why would he want to go anywhere near this… man's personal quarters?
They walked for a few minutes, walking up broken and cracked stairs until they came out onto the deck. Other members of the crew were there, all eying Henry in curiosity, with several men smirking when Henry refused to look them in the eyes.
"Welcome to your new home…" the man opened a large door, "… Best to stay in here for now. My crew can get a little… nasty."
And then the door was closed and Henry was left alone.
He had to get out of here.
…..
Halfway through his third escape plan, Henry heard a loud knocking on the door.
"You will join me for dinner!" the man from earlier ordered, "That's not a polite request, I'm afraid."
Henry remained silent.
Another loud knock. "So… will you join me for dinner?"
"You take me as a prisoner and now you want to have dinner with me? Can you even eat?"
"…. You will be joining me for dinner…. Or you will starve. If you don't eat with me, then you don't eat at all."
Henry growled, "Fine!"
Eating with the man would almost be like surrendering… and he would never surrender.
….
Soon, his hunger got to the better of him.
Testing the door, he was relieved to find that it was unlocked. It was in the middle of the night, so there weren't many crew members around, making it easier for him to sneak to the opposite end of the ship.
Where his curiosity got the better of him…. What exactly was in the man's private quarters?
…
Anger…. Anger was in the quarters.
After being scared half to death by the sudden appearance of the man, Henry made a run for it, deciding that the ocean would be a better end for him, rather than whatever the man had planned for him.
The half-dead sharks disagreed.
Thankfully, before they could do anything serious, they were almost called off as he was dragged back onto the ship by the man.
From there, their dynamic changed.
….
"Your leg could do with being a little more to the right."
Henry chose not to look at the man…. He'd done his best to avoid him ever since the shark incident and he was determined to keep it that way.
He made the adjustments though. "You… know the stance?"
The man smirked, "I was once a soldier myself… you could almost say I was an expert." He bowed lowly, "Capitán Armando Salazar, at your service." He then drew his sword from its sheath and moved into the sparring stance, "Come… I think I can teach you some better tricks than whatever the military are teaching nowadays."
Remaining where he was for a short time, Henry eventually moved to stand opposite Salazar, bringing his own sword up, silently accepting the lessons.
In case he ever need to defend himself against this Salazar and the crew, he reasoned to himself… not because Salazars' smirk did something to him.
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Over the next few days, Henry found himself paying more attention to Salazar, even having dinner with the man.
It was clear that Salazar's death hadn't caused him to forget his table manners… they were probably better than Henry's (which he knew his Mother would be very shocked about).
Salazar was also a very skilled fighter, teaching Henry some key skills.
As the days passed by, Henry started to build up a picture of ex-Captain. There was something… sweet, almost kind about the other man. There something still human about him.
There was something there, that Henry hadn't seen before.
This was new… new and a bit alarming
Watching Salazar was causing new… feelings in Henry, and he wasn't sure if he particularly liked them. Prisoners shouldn't start to like their captives, it didn't work like that, it should never work like that!
Although, it was clear that Salazar wasn't as bad as he first believed.
On one occasion, as he was walking across the deck, he spotted Salazar at the wheel.
"Where are we going?"
Salazar smirked, "And what makes you think I'll tell you?"
It was a good point.
There was a brief moment of silence, before Henry sighed, "Look… I never thanked you. For saving my life."
A simple nod of acknowledgement was his only answer.
"I mean it…" Henry whispered, "… I owe you my life, which means I'm in your debt."
"No…" Salazar glared at him, looking so much like their earlier days together, "… If you do something for me, then I want it to be because you want to, not because you believe to owe me a debt." He then turned his attention back to the sky, a soft smile on his face as the sun hit him, "Never mention that again."
….
The trident had been destroyed, and all curses of the sea were lifted…. Henry knew he should have gone over to Jack and his Father, but he found himself searching for Salazar.
"Salazar! Salazar! Armando?!"
The whole possession thing had been weird, but Henry found himself understanding why Salazar was so angry… he'd only met Jack Sparrow for a brief moment, but the older man had a way of getting on people's nerves.
However, after spotting a couple of people, who he recognised as being members of Salazar's crew… except with the peeling flesh and missing body parts, he knew that there was a chance that Salazar was human again too.
And then he spotted him.
Salazar still seemed to be in shock, hands roaming over his body as he slowly came to the realisation that he was human and well.
"Armando!"
Finally, he seemed to react to the name, turning around and spotting Henry instantly, a relieved smile appearing on his face. It had been a chaotic battle, and Henry had been lost in the middle of it after the possession incident.
"Henry…" he whispered, turning to the younger man and beaming, "… Henry!"
Much to the ex-dead man's surprise (and the surprise of everyone else), Henry grabbed the older man's coat and pulling him down for a kiss.
"Bad parenting that…." He heard Jack point out to William, "… kissing pirate hunters is a big no-no… next, he'll be burning the rum!"