Disclaimer: I own nothing! Well maybe a few characters…a few ideas but most of it was borrowed from a movie…a book anything you can think of.
And the whole "twenty four years later" thing- that's compared to Chapter one…so it's been twenty four years later since the whole, "find the map" thing. If you're confused even more than before, tell me in your review and write you're e*mail addy down and I'll try to explain…
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Twenty Four Years Later
"Captain!" Ana Maria yelled. Captain Jack Sparrow walked across deck and followed his crewman's arm. She was pointing to a ship not too far off, waving a white flag.
"That's interestin'." He muttered under his breath.
"What do we do? You don't think their askin' for help from a pirate ship, do you?"
"I dunno, but that man looks familiar. Where's me eyeglass?" He looked around and padded his coat down. It was in his coat pocket and he pulled it out. He looked in it and smiled, "Aye, that's him alright. Gibbs!" He shouted to the man at the helm, "Steer us to the ship over on starboard side!"
"Aye Cap'an."
Jack boarded the ship with Ana and Gibbs, and a young man with long, dark hair stuck out his hand, "We thought we'd never find you."
"You were lookin'?" When the man didn't respond Jack asked, "What's wrong lad?"
Will Turner's dark eyes met Jack's and he said with desperation in every word, "They've taken Elizabeth Jack, she's gone."
"Who?"
"If we knew that then Mr. Turner wouldn't have insisted in coming after you, now would he?" The familiar dreary tone of voice rang through Jack's entire body as he turned to see Commodore Norrington. "And if it wasn't for the fact that Will thought you'd be much help to us, if I found you, you'd have a noose tied around your neck once again."
"Doubt it Commodore." He said with a sneer. He looked at Will and whispered, "How'd you get him to agree to this?"
Norrington, who had heard this comment, answered for Will. "Because Elizabeth isn't our only problem."
"Did Elizabeth find out that Will really is a eunuch?"
Norrington didn't even crack a smile, "The Governor's dead."
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Elizabeth Turner was thrust roughly into a dark room. The door slammed behind her and she tripped over a chair and fell. As she lay on the floor, tears silently making their way down her cheeks from the pain, she wondered if Will had found out about her father. The men who had abducted her told her not to move or they'd kill her like they killed her father. Why would someone want to kill father? She thought.
She paused when she heard a noise coming towards her temporary prison. Plink. Plink. Plink. The noise got closer until the door finally opened to reveal a tall man with dark hair and bright blue eyes. With a gravely voice he said, "Mornin' luv."
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"Mother what are you doing?" Gwyneth Johnson asked. It was the day of her wedding and her mother just came flying into her room. "The wedding doesn't start for another half an hour!"
"Yes, darling, I realize that…but there's someone boarding the ship.
Gwyneth gasped. She reached the door and her mother grabbed onto her arm. "Don't go out there Gwyneth."
"Mother, I have to help Nathan!"
"I'm sure Nathan can handle himself dear. He is a captain with a well-bodied crew!"
"But mom!"
"No! Those men did not look like merchants. They looked like they came from Hell itself. You're in a wedding dress. You're a woman. You're not going out there."
Gwyneth saw her point and tried with all her might to stay in the cabin below deck. She heard raised voices and some shot guns and more yelling. It took everything in her to stay there when she heard a gun shot and a body fall flat against the wood. The sound echoed in her ears as the two women stayed in the cabin for an hour to make sure everything was safe.
Finally her mother left the cabin to check up top. Gwyneth waited and then heard a scream. She rushed up the stairs and reached the top. On deck was the crew tied to the mast and their captain dead, with a puddle of blood around him.
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Jack stood by the helm, proudly steering his ship and perfectly content. One of his closest friends had come aboard his ship and they had a purpose to where they were going. Other than just pillaging and going to Tortuga and getting drunk. They were after cold blooded killers. They were after pirates. They were after revenge.
Suddenly Jack was hit in the legs and jolted forward. He looked behind him and saw a little girl with a meek smile on her face, dark eyes, and black, braided hair. Jack looked up and met the gaze of Will. He smirked, "I was playin' with her…sorry."
Jack nodded and picked up the girl, "Is Uncle Will havin' fun with you?" Jack asked.
"Yes daddy." Jack slightly cringed at the name. That name always reminding him of what had happened. Will saw the cringe and took Brenda from Jack's arms.
"C'mon Brenda, go help Roberts with lunch."
"Okie," And she scurried off.
"You know for a three year old, she's rather um…"
Jack turned and looked at Will.
"Cute…"
"Riiight," Jack answered, knowing that wasn't the word Will wanted to use.
Will waited, wondering if Jack was going to say anything about the little girl. Jack kept his eyes on the ocean, knowing what Will wanted him to talk about.
"I do love her…and these past three years with her have been great…"
Will nodded, not saying anything but encouraging him to go on.
"But a nuisance, as you can understand…"
Will nodded. But when Jack didn't go on, Will asked, "You know at the wedding you had a woman with you and since you didn't stay for very long because of the Commodore, I never got to meet her."
Jack's face clouded over. "You wouldn't want to meet her…"
"What was her name?"
"Beverly. Beverly Jackson."
"Was she Brenda's mother?"
"Aye, and even more trouble than her daughter. And imagine my surprise when she tells me she's pregnant! The woman was a bloody pirate!"
"Jack, the only way you would be able to NOT have a child was if you didn't have-"
"No need to explain lad. I was just mad."
"What happened to her?"
Jack sighed heavily, "I would rather not talk about it…but one things for sure, she doesn't have Brenda with her."
"Jack- no offense but you don't seem like the kind of man to um…keep a child on board."
Jack made eye contact with Will. They both knew it was true but Jack didn't want to talk about the reason why he had kept Brenda. This whole situation was too much for Jack. "If you wouldn't mind, Will, could we talk about somethin' else?"
Will quickly understood that the situation was going to take careful questions to know the whole thing. Will figured he could get Jack drunk and then he'd know everything. But he wasn't going to avert to that right away. Maybe later if nothing else worked, but not now.
"Right. Like Elizabeth."
"Yea, clues would help me a lot lad."