Just a little something..I felt like writing something sad. I've
never written a POTC fic before so..ok! (flashbacks under star thingies)
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"No!"
She screamed desperately, hoping beyond hope he would escape. She watched as he shot down the cobbled street, glancing over his shoulder at the Navy officers behind him. He was determined to make it, determined to survive.
Passersby all stopped and watched in shock as the officers pursued him. Elizabeth ran as fast as she could, trying her hardest to keep up. As he rounded the street corner, he skidded to a sudden halt. He was met with six more Navy men.
"Will!" Elizabeth lunged toward him, but was caught by one of the officers. He gripped her arms firmly, restraining her from rushing to his side.
"Let me go! I order you to release me!" she cried.
Will's eyes darted around nervously, slowly realizing what was about to happen. As they raised their guns, one of the men stepped forward.
"William Turner," he barked, "You have been accused of assisting the pirate Jack Sparrow, and also of piracy on your behalf. These acts are intolerable, and shall be punished by the penalty of death."
Elizabeth felt her blood run cold. They couldn't kill him! She let out a cry of frustration, wanting to save him, to rescue him from this fate. As the officer brought his speech to a close, it seemed that no one was breathing.
Will raised his head, turning so that his eyes met hers. She stared helplessly at him, seeing everything that had meaning to her in his deep brown eyes. Had it really only been a few hours since he had appeared at her window?
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"You mustn't be here!" she said nervously, "They're all looking for you."
His smile only widened, giving him a look of boyish excitement.
"I know that, but I had to see you," He took hold of her hand, and now she remembered just how much she had missed him.
He had been gone so long, it seemed. Sailing all ends of the sea in attempt to hide from the bounty on his head. Why did he come back now, when Port Royal was still swarming with troops?
"You have to leave. They could find you."
He nodded. "Yes, I know. But there's something I wanted to-"
"Please go! Hurry now, or you'll-"
"Elizabeth, I want you to marry me,"
She stared at him, a look of surprise etched on her face. Did he just ask for her to be his wife? She allowed herself a small smile, imagining the thought of being Mrs. Elizabeth Turner. But it was so risky!
But as she faced him, his usually confident face displaying severe anxiety for her answer, she couldn't lie to herself. She loved him.
Throat too tight to speak, she slowly nodded yes.
Will's eyes sparkled with happiness. He clasped her hand tighter, the both of them suddenly overwhelmed with excitement. Think of how wonderful it be, the two of them living their lives together! The possibilities seemed to stretch out farther than the sea.
He swiftly brought his lips to hers, lingering briefly before parting.
"I promise I'll be back for you later." He whispered, hastily backing away towards the window. With his grin still firmly in place, he gracefully lowered himself down.
"I promise."
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This couldn't be it. This couldn't be the end. He couldn't break his word to her.
After holding her gaze for only a moment, Will quietly turned his head to face the guns bearing down upon him. There must be some way out! Some way to escape to his ship just beyond these walls.
Elizabeth stood motionless now. Too terrified to move, she watched with bated breath for some sort of miracle.
"It's alright," she thought to herself, "He'll be alright. He'll get away and take me with him, and we'll get married and no one will ever find us for as long as we live."
The Navy General raised his own gun, steadying his aim at Will's heart.
He'll be alright..He'll be alright..
A sudden, deafening crack cut through the air like a whip. A woman nearby let out a scream. Will collapsed to his knees, taking a sharp intake of breath.
"Will!" Elizabeth shrieked. No, this couldn't be happening! He had to be alright!
Fighting to stay conscious, he gasped for air. His dark eyes, once so dazzling and full of life, began to dim. He slumped onto the cold stone.
And he was gone.
"Noooooooooooooo!!" Elizabeth wrenched herself from the strong hold of the officer, scrambling to reach Will. She stumbled forward, shoving past the General.
Will lay there, his tangled hair astray, blood seeping into a crimson pool around him. His beautiful face still wore a slight look of shock. Her knees buckled and she sank heavily to his side..This couldn't be..He couldn't be dead.
She buried her face into his chest, sobbing deeply as all those around her watched in silence.
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"No!"
She screamed desperately, hoping beyond hope he would escape. She watched as he shot down the cobbled street, glancing over his shoulder at the Navy officers behind him. He was determined to make it, determined to survive.
Passersby all stopped and watched in shock as the officers pursued him. Elizabeth ran as fast as she could, trying her hardest to keep up. As he rounded the street corner, he skidded to a sudden halt. He was met with six more Navy men.
"Will!" Elizabeth lunged toward him, but was caught by one of the officers. He gripped her arms firmly, restraining her from rushing to his side.
"Let me go! I order you to release me!" she cried.
Will's eyes darted around nervously, slowly realizing what was about to happen. As they raised their guns, one of the men stepped forward.
"William Turner," he barked, "You have been accused of assisting the pirate Jack Sparrow, and also of piracy on your behalf. These acts are intolerable, and shall be punished by the penalty of death."
Elizabeth felt her blood run cold. They couldn't kill him! She let out a cry of frustration, wanting to save him, to rescue him from this fate. As the officer brought his speech to a close, it seemed that no one was breathing.
Will raised his head, turning so that his eyes met hers. She stared helplessly at him, seeing everything that had meaning to her in his deep brown eyes. Had it really only been a few hours since he had appeared at her window?
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"You mustn't be here!" she said nervously, "They're all looking for you."
His smile only widened, giving him a look of boyish excitement.
"I know that, but I had to see you," He took hold of her hand, and now she remembered just how much she had missed him.
He had been gone so long, it seemed. Sailing all ends of the sea in attempt to hide from the bounty on his head. Why did he come back now, when Port Royal was still swarming with troops?
"You have to leave. They could find you."
He nodded. "Yes, I know. But there's something I wanted to-"
"Please go! Hurry now, or you'll-"
"Elizabeth, I want you to marry me,"
She stared at him, a look of surprise etched on her face. Did he just ask for her to be his wife? She allowed herself a small smile, imagining the thought of being Mrs. Elizabeth Turner. But it was so risky!
But as she faced him, his usually confident face displaying severe anxiety for her answer, she couldn't lie to herself. She loved him.
Throat too tight to speak, she slowly nodded yes.
Will's eyes sparkled with happiness. He clasped her hand tighter, the both of them suddenly overwhelmed with excitement. Think of how wonderful it be, the two of them living their lives together! The possibilities seemed to stretch out farther than the sea.
He swiftly brought his lips to hers, lingering briefly before parting.
"I promise I'll be back for you later." He whispered, hastily backing away towards the window. With his grin still firmly in place, he gracefully lowered himself down.
"I promise."
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This couldn't be it. This couldn't be the end. He couldn't break his word to her.
After holding her gaze for only a moment, Will quietly turned his head to face the guns bearing down upon him. There must be some way out! Some way to escape to his ship just beyond these walls.
Elizabeth stood motionless now. Too terrified to move, she watched with bated breath for some sort of miracle.
"It's alright," she thought to herself, "He'll be alright. He'll get away and take me with him, and we'll get married and no one will ever find us for as long as we live."
The Navy General raised his own gun, steadying his aim at Will's heart.
He'll be alright..He'll be alright..
A sudden, deafening crack cut through the air like a whip. A woman nearby let out a scream. Will collapsed to his knees, taking a sharp intake of breath.
"Will!" Elizabeth shrieked. No, this couldn't be happening! He had to be alright!
Fighting to stay conscious, he gasped for air. His dark eyes, once so dazzling and full of life, began to dim. He slumped onto the cold stone.
And he was gone.
"Noooooooooooooo!!" Elizabeth wrenched herself from the strong hold of the officer, scrambling to reach Will. She stumbled forward, shoving past the General.
Will lay there, his tangled hair astray, blood seeping into a crimson pool around him. His beautiful face still wore a slight look of shock. Her knees buckled and she sank heavily to his side..This couldn't be..He couldn't be dead.
She buried her face into his chest, sobbing deeply as all those around her watched in silence.