Title: Pirates of the Carribean : The Children of Sorrows
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Disclaimer: No, I still don't own PotC. Not my fault that Disney won't sign the damn papers.
Chapter Two: Come With Me
Marrige was not going well for Will and Elizabeth Turner. It seemed that all they did these days was fight, and it had gotten to the point where Will slept on the couch on the nights Elizabeth was home. This wasn't often, because she speant most of her time at Commodore Norrington's. She resented her new social status, and found it comforting to be there. Besides, she and Will no longer had any of the passion they had before. It seemed as if she had found that passion in the commodore. That was where she was now, most likely. Will didn't actually know. Will didn't actually care.
"So what exactly do you want me to do?" He asked the dark Pirate who stood before him.
"It's simple, Will. We go to this island, scoop up the treasure, and leave." Jack was saying, his voice overly convincing. The older man was playing with a knife in his hands.
"Nothing is that simple, Jack. You've lured me into enough of your scandelous adventures for me to know better. What's the catch?" Will questioned, folding his arms over his chest.
"There's no catch." Jack insisted, raising his arms slightly. "Just the wide open seas, and an island full of treasure waiting for us to go and rescue it."
"If it's so easy, why hasn't anyone taken the treasure yet?" The younger man asked suspiciously.
Jack straightened his back, and sort of put his hand over his mouth. His other hand, which still clenched the knife, held up his elbow. "It's kind of, err, unplottable." He muttered.
"It's what?" Will gaped. "And you expect us to find it?"
"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. If I say I'm going to find it, I will!" Jack exclaimed thrusting the knife into the air.
"Right." Will agreed sarcastically, rolled his eyes, and turned away from his friend. Jack rushed up and put a hand on Will's shoulder, spinning him around. "Will, listen. I've got this guy who knows the patterns of the island. With his help, we can figure out where it is!"
"And why exactly has this guy agreed to help us?" Will prodded.
"Let's just say he owes me a favor, savvy?" Jack offered.
"So what's the name of this island we're killing ourselves for, anyway?" Will asked.
Jack got that look in his eyes that he got when he didn't want to tell you something. "Oh, um...Cardoc." He remarked.
"No!" Will exclaimed. "Jack, no! There is NO way I'm going to the island that's guarded by the Children of Sorrows!" He yelled.
"C'mon, Will, remember the legends? There's someone out there who can get to it safe!" Jack reminded.
Understanding clicked in Will's head as everything was placed before him. "You think that I'm that one, don't you?" He asked in disbelief.
"Why not? It stands to reason. After all, you've been the chosen one for every other damn thing."
Rating:
Pairings:
Disclaimer: No, I still don't own PotC. Not my fault that Disney won't sign the damn papers.
Chapter Two: Come With Me
Marrige was not going well for Will and Elizabeth Turner. It seemed that all they did these days was fight, and it had gotten to the point where Will slept on the couch on the nights Elizabeth was home. This wasn't often, because she speant most of her time at Commodore Norrington's. She resented her new social status, and found it comforting to be there. Besides, she and Will no longer had any of the passion they had before. It seemed as if she had found that passion in the commodore. That was where she was now, most likely. Will didn't actually know. Will didn't actually care.
"So what exactly do you want me to do?" He asked the dark Pirate who stood before him.
"It's simple, Will. We go to this island, scoop up the treasure, and leave." Jack was saying, his voice overly convincing. The older man was playing with a knife in his hands.
"Nothing is that simple, Jack. You've lured me into enough of your scandelous adventures for me to know better. What's the catch?" Will questioned, folding his arms over his chest.
"There's no catch." Jack insisted, raising his arms slightly. "Just the wide open seas, and an island full of treasure waiting for us to go and rescue it."
"If it's so easy, why hasn't anyone taken the treasure yet?" The younger man asked suspiciously.
Jack straightened his back, and sort of put his hand over his mouth. His other hand, which still clenched the knife, held up his elbow. "It's kind of, err, unplottable." He muttered.
"It's what?" Will gaped. "And you expect us to find it?"
"I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. If I say I'm going to find it, I will!" Jack exclaimed thrusting the knife into the air.
"Right." Will agreed sarcastically, rolled his eyes, and turned away from his friend. Jack rushed up and put a hand on Will's shoulder, spinning him around. "Will, listen. I've got this guy who knows the patterns of the island. With his help, we can figure out where it is!"
"And why exactly has this guy agreed to help us?" Will prodded.
"Let's just say he owes me a favor, savvy?" Jack offered.
"So what's the name of this island we're killing ourselves for, anyway?" Will asked.
Jack got that look in his eyes that he got when he didn't want to tell you something. "Oh, um...Cardoc." He remarked.
"No!" Will exclaimed. "Jack, no! There is NO way I'm going to the island that's guarded by the Children of Sorrows!" He yelled.
"C'mon, Will, remember the legends? There's someone out there who can get to it safe!" Jack reminded.
Understanding clicked in Will's head as everything was placed before him. "You think that I'm that one, don't you?" He asked in disbelief.
"Why not? It stands to reason. After all, you've been the chosen one for every other damn thing."