DISCLAIMER: I don't own the characters or Pirates of the Caribbean. But I wish I owned Johnny Depp.     

Chapter 1

"And there I was, racing through the speed of light from right to left and right again, over and over to escape the other band of pirates and their ship, The Moonlight's Graze….I spun right! And there he was, Captain Salomon, standing black over me with his iron pistol! I grabbed onto a nearby ledge, swung myself around, and thrust my sword toward him, killing him in the process!" with that, Captain Will Turner swung around screaming as if to demonstrate his story. Children clapped, leaving Will to notice even his own son, Jack, with a look of amazement on his wide eyed young face. He walked over to the little boy.

            "How did you like that, son?" he asked smiling.

            "Aye, It was wonderful, Daddy, I loved it!!" Jack ran up to his father and gave him a big hug. Yes, it was true…Will was the softest pirate around. He was fine with it, he supposed, except he always found himself wondering if he was a good enough pirate.

            "Now you go play, son, run off and play sword battles or something, just don't do anything…stupid."

            Well, that was interesting. Will had rarely found himself using any statement of an old mate of his, Jack Sparrow, especially had it already been nearly six years since they had last seen each other. He always wondered what had happened to old Jack, yes, he had definitely thought of it. Of course, as notorious as Jack was, there were always hundreds of stories told, most of them to be made up tales by crackpots and fools, but some to be quite reliable. The last story, Will heard Jack had died as his beloved ship, the Black Pearl, hit rocks and sank to the bottom of the sea. But Will knew far better, no ordinary crash, storm, or even enemy pirate could bring Jack to any near downfall.

            Will pretended to make no notice of anything having to do with Jack, perhaps it was just coincidence. He did miss Jack a little, alright, more than a little; after all, he had named his child after him! But at least he had Elizabeth. Beautiful as ever, he and Elizabeth were perhaps different than the average English couple….then again, Will wasn't an ordinary Englishman. He had taken into piracy, which, he now believed, was a much more exciting way to live.

            Will turned as he heard some noise come through the sea. Nothing there. He longed for more travel…yet Elizabeth still wished to remain on land. She had little love for piracy although she accepted it. She perhaps preferred watching and reading of piracy rather than being it. After all, she had always been used to royalty.

            Another noise caught Will by surprise. He pulled out his sword and began to make way throughout the different docks and under a collection of bridges through his home island.

"Who's goes avast?" Will shouted. Still nothing. He was even starting to get a little bit frustrated at not being able to find anything. Perhaps it was just him hearing things…that did not usually happen, but as it was, today was not an ordinary day, now was it?

He sighed. Maybe it was just that he missed sailing the seas so much that every thing he possibly heard reminded him of his need for it. He calmed down and began walking back toward his quarters. Just as he was nearing the place…

"Arrrrrrrrgh!!" he heard.

Will turned around to face none other, but Captain Jack Sparrow. The Captain Jack Sparrow. He had never heard so much as an argh from Jack, but with Jack, you never knew. However, Jack broke into a sly smile which told he had never used so much as an argh either. "Hello, mate, how's it telling? Good to see you, lad."

The men shook hands, nearly hugging at happiness to see each other once again, but remembered their manhood and let it alone. "Great to see you!" Will said excitedly. How have you been?"

"Aye, I'm alright, mate. I've got a bloody hole in me leg but I'm alright," Jack said, pointing.

His leg was a rather odd sight. It had a small bleeding hole, not large enough to be bullet hole, but some odd shaped gash. "How the bloody hell did you get that one, Jack?" Will asked curiously.

"Goddamn coral reef!" Johnny laughed. "Never thought I'd ever get much trouble from any coral reef…well, lucky thing these things can be healed up in no time." He began to march on toward the downtown, managing to trip and fall all over himself. He laughed as Will bent down to help pick him up.

"We've gotta get you some help, mate. Help for crazy people like you, aye?" He helped drag his old pal to the medic's and impatiently waited for whatever news he would get from Jack. With Jack Sparrow, you always knew it had to be good.