Pirates of the Caribbean



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Darkness' Claim: The Five Elements

4. Reunion



His eyes scannes from left to right, but saw nothing, nothing which could have worded the whispers which had reached his ears only moments ago. His sword was drawn, ready to stab down anything who was to attack him or Will. He would protect the wounded man with his life and more if he were able too. His eyes still scanned the entire shop, took in all of the surroundings, everything he remembered, every shadow, every object... and none of it moved, not even the slightest movement which could have been made by a person breathing. All there was to be heard was the crackles of the fire which burned the wood in the corner, the wind outside the window, howling at the streets. Nothing was there....nothing but he and Will, not even outside there seemed to be any movement but the wind at this early hour.

Letting his breath slip and scanning the room once more, he turned to Will, who lay only a few feet from the spare bed the young man had placed in the corner for some reason. Blood was dripping slowly out of the wound on his arm. Kneeling down, Jack took in the wound, seeing what kind of wound it was, looking if it was made by knife or other material. The wound started right below Will's wrist, of which Jack was ever so thankfull, only a few inches lower and the wound would have been fatal and his best friend Will would have been bleeding to dead before his very eyes. The cut then went upwards, 'circling' to the topside of Will's right arm, then ended near the middle of his arm. Slowly Jack let his hands pass over the soft skin, which seemed so the opposite of the blacksmith's hands. Jack inspected the wound and it seemed it had been made by a knife, but it seemed strange, like the wound would have been made by something unearthly... Jack did not know how to place it, but decided it was not the time to ponder over it, Will needed his assistence, he needed to place the man upon the bed and take care of the wound.

Moving his hands under the man's back and knee's, he lifted him off the ground. Doing as such, he heard Will moan softly. A sigh escaped Captain Jack Sparrow's lips, he had never been as scared as he had been when standing outside that door. The moment he heard Will's cry his heart had leaped and when he had entered the room, his heart fell back down and broke down. Strange the captain named it, a strange feeling he had not known until know.... until that very moment.

Captain Jack Sparrow walked over to the bed and layed the man down carefully. The blancets he had pushed aside, so he would be able to cover up the man deasently later. Will Turner's arm he had crossed across his chest so the captain could bind it well. Around Will's neck he saw the orange cloth he had worn both on his wrist as on his neck various times, the orange cloth which never seemed to be missing.... Jack remembered how it had always suited the young man, how it always gave him the bit of piracy he never wanted to have before, until he learned a pirate could not only be a pirate, but also a good man, or woman.............his mind wandered off to Anamaria, he wondered how far his crew had gotten loading the supplies and repearing the Pearl. He had put the woman in charge, seeing the man he used to put in charge was terribly drunk, almost unable to walk. He had never treated Anamaria like a woman, but just as any member of the crew....perhaps he had treated her even worse than the man, trying her out, hoping she would quit like the wench she was, but no...never would she give in, never would she bail out. A smirk fell across the captain's face as he thought how she reacted always, slapping him in the face when he indeed had crossed the line and otherwise acting like a true pirate.

His mind snapped back to reality when he felt Will move, touching his body while he did so. Jack looked at the boy beside him, the man he had grown into since his father had left him that medaillon. Pain had been written on his face earlier, but now he that he lay comfortable on the bed and the weird tension in the room had faded with the whispering voice, he seemed a lot better. He lay there as if he were in a deep sleep, unable to be awoken from, until the oppertune moment had presented itself. Shaking his head out of thought and his admiring look he held upon Will, he concentrated on binding the wound proparly. It was a good thing that chinese doctor in Singapore had teached him a thing or two about medical aid.



*~*~*~*~ Flashback ~*~*~*~*



That doctor's wife Jack had saved many years ago, she had fallen of the ship when she had fainted and was drowning, sinking straight to the bottom. Jack Sparrow, being the only one able to swim, or dare to swim among the peacefull sharks and fish dove in and saved the woman from drowning. When she was back upon the docks, in which that particulair ship had been docked, all could see the woman was not breathing anymore. Her husband, doctor Yang had been trying the best he could, giving her breath mouth to mouth, but it was to no avail. Then it concurred to Jack she was not only wearing a heavy dress which had been pulling her down, but also a corset, ofcourse...the corset. He had always thought those were terribly stupid, but ofcourse, it made the woman look well. Pushing the people aside he had ripped off the corset and the woman started to breath again. The doctor had been so terribly overenjoyed he had offered Jack all the medical aid he could give and so he had done, he had teached captain Jack Sparrow everything about wounds and other several simple things you did not need a doctor's degree for.



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And now it had finally paid off, well ofcourse it had done so before, but never had been of so much importance as it did now. At othertimes it had not been such big injuries or Jack just had not cared enough about it. But now it was different, because of reasons even Jack could not understand. Always had he been the lonely rough pirate, not caring about anyone, but now...it was different....

Will's body shifted under his hands once more as Jack finished binding the wound. Hair was spread over the man's face and Jack could not stop himself from brushing it away. Slowly the pirate moved his hand to the face of his friend he had not seen for quite while, a friend he had missed dearly. Slowly he brushed the strands of hair away and found two chocolate eyes staring into his own dark orbs. A bit shocked Jack Sparrow quickly retreated his hand as if he would have been slapped upon them.

"Thank you" two lips whispered to him, ever so softly and still deep and caring. Relief soured through the pirate, he was so worried of the man, but now he seemed quite alright. Quickly the man regained his composure, "No thanking me mate, just doing what's the right thing here" he said with a smirk, pretending not to care about it at all. A soft smile and a light chuckle escaped Will Turner, knowing more about the infamous captain Jack Sparrow and his way of acting as the man himself gave him credit for.

" Y'know I was just on my way here for a quick visit y'know lad and....." Jack started talking towards the air before him, knowing Will would listen to his story, which ofcourse would be exagurated bigtime, since that is the pirate's way of telling his stories.

After listening to his pirate friend for a while, a frown then appeared upon the young Will and he fell in deep thought as if suddenly something had struck him, struck him hard. Will turned his head towards the bed before him, just staring silently at his own legs as he sat there upon the bed. Breath seemed to stop and his face got a bit paler all of a sudden.

"And the ship was ten times bigger as the Pearl, ofcourse so more beautifull nor fast, but it was humongous and the other pirates upon that ship were anxious to kill us. But ofcourse, you know I am Captain Jack Sparrow and when they boarded the Pearl, they......." Finally the dear captain had layd eyes upon Will again and noticed the boy not listening, just staring in front of him.

"Ey Mate!" Jack called out, shaking Will a bit, "Will ya be listening to me now?!". Will shook his head and his eyes focused upon Jack, "Fire...." he whispered, still confused and in thought. It was the first thing which came to his mind and the first word to leave his lips. "I...I am sorry Jack...you were saying?".

"Fire?" Jack's eyes had an unformiliar look not known to Will, it almost looked like fear...or concern. Will nodded slowly, not knowing what to tell Jack exactly, first he had to know what Jack knew, what exactly had happend. When he had awoken, his wound had been taken care off and he now lay upon his own spare bed, Jack must know something.

"Fire indeed, but Jack, what exactly happend here, I would like to know first" Will asked. "I found ya on the floor lad, I was outside ya door when I heard ya calling out, I barged in and found ya laying on the floor with this cut upon ye arm" Jack told the son of Bootstrap Bill Turner. Jack had decided to keep the whispering words to himself, the lad might think he had been drunk or just plain mad. "I layed ye upon the bed and tended to the wound, had no other cloth but the orange on though" Jack spoke as Will nodded, showing he understood. "Now what's 'bout the fire mate?"

Will eyes focused upon Jack's once more and he knew he was showing in his eyes he had been scared, "I have been having these dreams Jack, depriving me of my sleep for the last two weeks, depriving me of my appetite and even Elizabeth, just so I could keep up the lie to her. But I will not lie to you Jack, but only if you promise me to keep it a secret". Again that unformiliar look entered Jack's eyes and he nodded, " 'course mate". "When I came back from my nightly stroll around town, I came to my workshop, but there was something amiss... The wind was howling softly and I could hear the fire, then I heard a dark voice whisper words to me....the same as in my dream....."

Will fell silent, not knowing if he should continue, Jack would probably think he was insane, hearing voices, not sleeping because of a simple dream....he would think I really am a child, the child he sees when he looks upon me. Yet.....his eyes tell me he does not think so right now....he looks....interested... "Continue lad" Jack spoke, urging Will to speak of what he feared what would be told.... the five elements.. Jack knew it was what Will was about to tell him, yet with all his heart he hoped it not to be true. "Of Fire, Water, Wind, Earth and Heart....then it speaks angrily of hurt and revenge. I felt my skin burning and passed out.." Will downcasted his eyes, ashamed of what had happend, ashamed of his weakness. Jack would think he was weak and fragile, no pirate material, no friend material...

"We have to be taking you out of here Will" the response was demanding. Will's eyes shot to Jack Sparrow's, "What?" the simply reply was. "We have been finding this trincket at sea ya see, it speaks of the same and warning me I was to late this time. I came searching for ye to get ye out of Port Royal. Something seems to be after ye lad, I have to take you away from Port Royal, y'll be much safer upon the ocean, y'll be untraceable upon the Pearl. Ye have to come" it sounded more like an order than a question and Will knew he was right, he knew he had no choise, the wound on his arm was the very proof. A deep sigh escaped Will's mouth, "I will inform Elizabeth when she wakes, she would probably want to come..". In responce Jack nodded, "But she better be staying away from me rum" he warned the man. A unimagible beautifull smile appeared upon the face of Will Turner, "She will not Jack, I give you my word". "Anamaria and Gibbs are supplying the Pearl today, we will be leaving at night, so the dear Commadore will not notice our ship as he did not tonight. Will nodded at his request, "We shall leave then, but I want the true reason for my departure to be kept a secret for Elizabeth, I do not want her to worry. I shall inform her I need to leave Port Royal to get supplies for the shop, rare supplies and you happen to come along and agree to help me" Will shot a questioning glance at the man, whom nodded in reply. "Yer secret shall be safe with this pirate, truly" he added in his own unusual way.

Will moved his lips to give another smile, but a strange tension entered the room again. The eyes of the two men met and both knew something was amiss, the thing that had been there before was back.. Will and Jack quickly stood, Will swaying a bit from the sudden action, but held on to Jack's shoulder to remain standing the first seconds. Two pair of eyes shot throughout the workshop, when the fire started burning harder and the wind howling harder.

"Fire....Water....Wind....Earth.....Heart" it now repeated quicker and with less anger, "hurt and revenge........beware...........beware.............Will Turner...............beware...............almost.......too late......revenge......" the words were spoken more slowly and the voice died out, leaving only the strange tension in the room. Jack turned his eyes to Will quickly, wanting to make sure he was alright when they were certain the voice was gone. Breathing a bit hard, Will stood behind him, but otherwise he was alright. Eyes met and Will made a gesture which clearly said, "See, that was it".





A/N I know, a terrible chapter and ya had to wait so long for it, but I just need a little dialog, so here it is. Well, I'll continue quickly, as soon as the battery of my laptop is okay again. Have to hurry now... Review please, luv Jane.