All Treasure is Not Silver & Gold
Disclaimer: Although I would love to own Orlando Bloom, I am not allowed too. All POTC characters are owned by others. I only own Quinn and Therese.
A/N: Sorry for the delay on posting this chapter, my computer was giving me problems! Carrots461 – Thanks so much for the review, it is nice to know that there are still people reading!
Chapter 20 - Duel
As the two men met face to face the other sounds of battle seemed to fade from Will's ears.
"Isn't this fitting!" Quinn said as the two men circled each other. "First the father, then the son. Both Turner men dying by my hand!"
"Someone shall due this day," Will replied, "but I'd be willing to wager it'll be you sir!"
Will lunged towards Quinn to start the duel. The two men's swords clashing together over and over. The force sending vibrations down into their arms. Will swung with a quick strike drawing blood from Quinn's are.
"Ah, nice strike my lad, but that will be all my blood that you'll be spillin'" Quinn stated as he regained his composure.
Quinn's attack intensified, catching Will off guard. Within minutes Will had been struck repeatedly. Blood running in rivulets down both arms, one cheek and from a deep diagonal gash across his chest.
"You are good boy," Quinn said as Will fell to one knee, "But not good enough. Say hello to your father for me!"
Will braced himself for the deathblow as Quinn raised his sword.
Suddenly Quinn's eyes bulged wide and a small gasp escaped his lips. Will saw his grip on his sword slacken.
Part 2
Therese had regained her senses in time to see Will fall to his knee in front of Quinn. She could not – would not let Will die.
Somehow she was able to struggle to her feet, her vision blurry and her head spinning; she grasped Black Beard's dagger in her hand. She stumbled towards Quinn's back as he raised his sword to deliver a killing stroke to Will. She lunged with all her might, finding her mark, before she crumpled to the ground.
She had buried the dagger up to the hilt in Quinn's back.
Will saw Therese on her knees behind Quinn after the man fell to the ground; her dagger driven deep into his back.
"Therese?" he whispered questioningly.
"Will?" she replied with tears streaming down her cheeks.
Will crawled to her and drew her closely to him, ignoring the pain from the wound on his chest. Lovingly he stroked her hair and whispered in her ear.
"He is gone, forever. Now you are free" he repeated this over and over trying to comfort her.
A/N: I am afraid that the end of this story is near! I do have 5 or 6 chapters written in a sequel though. But I am not going to post it unless you guys want to read it! Please let me know if you are interested!!
Disclaimer: Although I would love to own Orlando Bloom, I am not allowed too. All POTC characters are owned by others. I only own Quinn and Therese.
A/N: Sorry for the delay on posting this chapter, my computer was giving me problems! Carrots461 – Thanks so much for the review, it is nice to know that there are still people reading!
Chapter 20 - Duel
As the two men met face to face the other sounds of battle seemed to fade from Will's ears.
"Isn't this fitting!" Quinn said as the two men circled each other. "First the father, then the son. Both Turner men dying by my hand!"
"Someone shall due this day," Will replied, "but I'd be willing to wager it'll be you sir!"
Will lunged towards Quinn to start the duel. The two men's swords clashing together over and over. The force sending vibrations down into their arms. Will swung with a quick strike drawing blood from Quinn's are.
"Ah, nice strike my lad, but that will be all my blood that you'll be spillin'" Quinn stated as he regained his composure.
Quinn's attack intensified, catching Will off guard. Within minutes Will had been struck repeatedly. Blood running in rivulets down both arms, one cheek and from a deep diagonal gash across his chest.
"You are good boy," Quinn said as Will fell to one knee, "But not good enough. Say hello to your father for me!"
Will braced himself for the deathblow as Quinn raised his sword.
Suddenly Quinn's eyes bulged wide and a small gasp escaped his lips. Will saw his grip on his sword slacken.
Part 2
Therese had regained her senses in time to see Will fall to his knee in front of Quinn. She could not – would not let Will die.
Somehow she was able to struggle to her feet, her vision blurry and her head spinning; she grasped Black Beard's dagger in her hand. She stumbled towards Quinn's back as he raised his sword to deliver a killing stroke to Will. She lunged with all her might, finding her mark, before she crumpled to the ground.
She had buried the dagger up to the hilt in Quinn's back.
Will saw Therese on her knees behind Quinn after the man fell to the ground; her dagger driven deep into his back.
"Therese?" he whispered questioningly.
"Will?" she replied with tears streaming down her cheeks.
Will crawled to her and drew her closely to him, ignoring the pain from the wound on his chest. Lovingly he stroked her hair and whispered in her ear.
"He is gone, forever. Now you are free" he repeated this over and over trying to comfort her.
A/N: I am afraid that the end of this story is near! I do have 5 or 6 chapters written in a sequel though. But I am not going to post it unless you guys want to read it! Please let me know if you are interested!!
