"On My Father's Honor" Will is astonished to find that his father is still alive... and trapped in an infamous Spanish prison. It seems that a spanish captian has it out for pirates in general- and the original crew of the Black Pearl in particular. Will and Liz save the day... Anamaria has to keep Jack outta trouble... good luck...

Hiya, folks. I'm baaaaack.... muwahaha. Anyway, this new story'll have it all, well, action, adventure, humor and a little romance... as for that, i'm not a good romantic writer, so bear with me. The first chapter introduces a secret that I totally made up, but it accounted for one of the weird things I noticed in the movie... you'll see. This is kinda a prequal to my other fics. You get why Gonzalez hates Jack so much... I think. I still don't know that yet. Oh well, no worries!

Chapter 1: Captive (A week after Bootstrap is dumped by Barbossa)

"Bootstrap" Bill Turner glanced up at the surface of the water as a shadow settled over him. Most people might have found it strange that he was calmly watching the ship above him from the ocean floor, and had been trapped there for a week. It was the only perk of being an undead pirate.

Ropes appeared and several men dropped into the water. They brought Bill up, dumping him onto the deck of a large Spanish galleon. An equally large man, who was obviously the captian, loomed over him. His dark hair and complexion contrasted sharply with his green eyes, and a wicked sneer marred his otherwise-handsome face.
"So, who might we have here?" he said in accented English.
"William Turner," Bill offered,"I'm a merchant. My ship was taken by pirates a few days ago. They left me on a peice of wreckage with these bloody things attached. I fell off a few minutes ago. Lucky you blokes came along."
"William Turner..." the Spaniard mused,"Or would you prefur Bootstrap Bill? I know who you are. A filthy pirate and kin to the most filthy of them all. Jack Sparrow. Where is he?"
"Well, last time I saw him, he was stuck on a deserted island a few miles north of here. But he may have either shot himself or gotten off by now. Oh, and by the by, thank you for the rescue. I've been down there a week, it was getting a bit uncomfortable." The other sailors crossed themselves fearfully, the leader glaring at Bill.
"Well, your very welcome. You'll love where we are taking you. Gervais Prison in Port of Spain. Welcome aboard the Sea Cat, Mr. Turner."

Ten Years Later Port Royale

"Elizabeth!" Will Turner grabbed at his wife's arm, trying to get her to come inside. Their wedding had turned into a wet mess when a sudden storm drenched the city. Some would say it was a bad omen. Not Elizabeth Swann Turner. Nothing could dampen her spirits today.
"Elizabeth, please..." Will glanced towards the harbor, expecting to see the normal assortment of trading and millitary ships, perhaps a few straggling dock workers still trying to tie down a last tarp over a delivered cargo. The one thing Will did not expect to see was sitting anchored just off shore. And the one person Will never thought he'd see agian was sauntering up the hill towards them, too drunk, apparently, to care about the steady rain.
"Will!" the figure shouted,"Well, 'ello there, mate. How are you then?"
"Jack?" Will said uncertiantly, wondering if he was hallucinating. Then Elizabeth turned around, staring at the pirate who was, rather loudly, making his way up through the crowds to the couple. Long black hair, woven with beads, bones and various other objects Will couldn't identify, protruded from a red head scarf. A worn black hat sat at a jaunty angle on top of everything. Jack's dark-brown eyes, heavily-lined with black eye makeup, were slightly unfocased. He smelled strongly of rum. Will imedeatly decided that the perfect example of sensory overload in front of him could be no one else but Jack.
"Elizabeth, love, you're lookin' jus' loverly today..." Jack slurred as he stumbled on the wet flagstones,"And Will! You've grown up, mate..." The pirate seemed to realize how idiotic he sounded, and stopped, looking around.
"Whoa," he managed before he collapsed.

For those of you who haven't figured it out, Bill and Jack are somehow related, the thing Will saw outside the harbor was the Black Pearl, and Jack overdosed on the rum. Just clearing things up, for future reference. Oh, yeah, Port of Spain is some place in South America that Gonzalez could have feasibly taken Bill to. I got it off a map, and it sounded good. I was trying very hard to keep the story in the Caribbean or in it's vacinity, so they couldn't go to Spain... Pleeeeeeease R&R!