Pirates of the Caribbean: Extinction of A Legacy
Author's Note: Thanks for the reviews! As well as the constructive criticism, I know its not as historically accurate as it could be, and its somewhat complicated, but ^^ its my first POTC story, and my brain is on LOTR mode… at least length-wise anyway.
Anyway, read and review! Thanks
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Chapter VII: William Turner and Elizabeth Swann
The rain poured mercilessly on Port Royal, leaving Will no choice but to stay in his chambers until it passed. Thunder threatened to deafen his ears as it rumbled in the skies. It was times like these that Will often found himself crouched in a corner of his room. He listened to the frantic sound of galloping horses. No doubt frightened by the storm. He sighed sadly, unconsciously reaching for his neck, as soon as he felt his skin; he clenched his eyes in rage.
The only piece of possession he had left from his parents was lost to the sea. The golden medallion his father had sent was the only thing he had left to remember him by.
A small knock alerted Will to company, and he wiped the tears from his eyes. His guardian came in and smiled at him. Will still could not believe that the woman before him had taken him in. Marion did not bother to put up her hair in a stylish manner, with a small ribbon she had placed her hair up to prevent it from obscuring her sight. It reminded will of a horse's tail, so he often called it a 'ponytail'.
"Hello, sweet," she said with a smile. " Lovely weather, don't you agree?"
Will smiled at her joke, and he stood. He noticed Lily not far behind Marion, carrying a tray full of steaming food.
" I figured you'd want something to eat," Marion said softly as she brushed a stray hair from his face. " Eat up and rest. It's not everyday that you get a chance to be free from tiring steel-work."
With that, she left Will to his thoughts once more. He ate slowly, relishing the taste and memorizing the textures. He was no fool, he knew that Marion had cooked the meal herself. None in Port Royal knew how to cook a proper breakfast. He loved the food that the cook made, there was no doubt about it, but there always seemed to be something missing. But when Marion honored them with her cooking, it was truly something to relish.
There was a certain spiciness behind it that Will could not put his finger on. Every time Will had a chance to taste Marion's delicacies, his thoughts wandered to his mother. She was a beautiful woman and full of talent as well. She had the voice of an angel, but when she was angered; she had the temper of the devil himself.
He could recall her lovely blue eyes shining with admiration as his father stepped through the doors. It wasn't often that he made berth on British ground, so when he did, they would feast and enjoy each other's company.
But that changed once his mother died. They were on their way to join his father on his journey, but a pirate ship with torn black sails attacked. Horrid men boarded the ship, searching for something, but they never found it. His mother had instructed him to hide somewhere safe, and because of his size, he easily fit through a barrel, but his mother was not as fortunate.
The pirates had taken every piece of gold and jewelry aboard the ship and as they left, Will managed to climb out of the barrel, only to watch as the ship blew apart and was engulfed in flames. The last thing he remembered before he fell unconscious was that he was swimming towards one of the debris from the ship, calling out to his mother.
He found her parasol, but there was no answer to his calls. Shock and exhaustion won over his determination to find his mother.
As he woke, he saw a girl hovering over him. She had light blond curls and freckles sprinkled across her nose. He faintly recalled her telling him that she was Elizabeth Swann, and that she was watching over him. He muttered his name before he passed out once more.
Finishing the meal, Will stood and looked at his reflection on a small mirror. It had been three years since his rescue and he had lost hope in ever finding his mother and his father. He accepted his fate and was thankful that he was under the care of a loving woman. Although she was not exactly older than he was, she provided him with a motherly figure to lean on. He took a good look at himself and compared what he saw to what he remembered. He now had longer hair, which Marion tied to keep it tidy. His light brown eyes had darkened and his body was less scrawny. He had developed muscles, and was growing fast.
Now, instead of looking up to Marion, hurting his neck somewhat, he could carry a decent conversation without having to stretch just to see her face.
He fingered the growing stubble on his chin, and couldn't help but grin. He was growing up to be a fine man, he only wished his mother could see him now.
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Elizabeth watched in wonder as Lieutenant Norrington stepped up towards the front of the congregation. Civil society was called upon to watch the celebration as the Lieutenant was promoted to Captain. The man was rising in the rank of power, and Elizabeth had a bad feeling that by time he was at his peak, she would be caught in the wake.
Two figures caught her eye as she fanned herself. Since the governor was her father, she was not excused from the event. She assumed since Miss Norrington and Will were Captain Norrington's family, they were not excused as well.
She made her way towards them, but a firm hand prevented her from getting closer. She looked up and found her father shaking his head.
" Wait until the Captain is done, dearest."
Sighing, Elizabeth endured torture as the Captain saluted every one of his crew. ' By the time that idiotic wig-wearing man is done, Miss Norrington and Will may be heading home!'
Fortunately for her, Marion spotted her fiddling with the medallion she had taken from Will. Marion may not be Will's mother, but she knew Elizabeth was not the kind of girl who would have a pirate's medallion. She glanced at Will and made sure he didn't see Elizabeth. At least, not until she had a good talk with the girl.
Norrington finished his salutations and the party began. Marion scuttled away from Will and found Elizabeth still playing with the medallion.
" It's best not to take attention to yourself, love," she whispered, making sure none but Elizabeth could hear her.
The girl looked at her in disbelief, " Wh-what are you talking about?"
Marion rolled her eyes and looked around, " Look dear, I may be James' sister, but I'm not half as daft as he is. I knew you possessed William's medallion," she started, and continued as she saw the look of horror in the girl's pale blue eyes, " but I'm not about to tell anyone. That is your choice, but I suggest you not wear the medallion any more."
Elizabeth looked at her with interest clear in her eyes. " Why not? What is it?"
" I'm not quite sure, sweet," Marion said truthfully, " but that mark on the coin is nothing but trouble. Do not wear it under water, nor in public. If you intend to keep it, keep it safe in a hidden place. Not under your pillow, in your shoe or hidden under your bodice."
The girl nodded, taking the medallion and placing it back in her dress. Marion smiled and turned to leave, when Elizabeth stopped her. " Miss- Marion…"
" Yes, love?"
"Does Will know?" she asked.
Marion shook her head sadly, " No, dear… but he does blame himself for losing it."
Elizabeth watched as she retreated into the crowd, smiling and greeting people along the way. Elizabeth decided to hide the medallion until she felt ready to tell Will. She only hoped he wouldn't be too angry with her. Captain Norrington flashed her a dashing smile, and she felt nauseous. The man was what every woman- or girl would want, but Elizabeth couldn't help but set her sights on a much younger man.
Her eyes trailed from Captain Norrington to the brown-haired blacksmith's apprentice. Will stood awkwardly by the wall not knowing what to do in such a large crowd. Elizabeth couldn't help but giggle at how out of place he looked. No matter how dressed up he was, the boyish glint in his eyes always made him stand out of the crowd.
" May I have this dance?"
Elizabeth looked to the Captain who had somehow appeared beside her. Not knowing how to decline, she nodded mutely and began to follow the Captain's lead.
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Marion eyed the crowd suspiciously. Something was wrong, but she didn't know what. Recalling a package that had arrived for her, she excused herself from the assembly and hurried home.
'Please tell me it's from Mr. Briggs.'
Will noticed how rushed she was, and decided to follow. There was nothing interesting happening anyway. He saw Marion running towards the mansion behind the barred gates, now beginning to worry.
"Marion? Marion!"
Upon hearing her name, the raven- haired woman turned and saw Will. She stopped to let him catch up and continued to run inside the house. She had bumped into Lily as soon as the doors opened, and Will had to stifle a chuckle as Marion continued as if Lily wasn't there.
" Milady!"
"Sorry Lily! Where's that package?"
Will apologized more to Lily, asking why his guardian would be so worried about a package. The elderly woman smiled and placed her hand on Will's cheek.
" Miss Norrington receives a package every three months from Isla del amor, the Isle she came from before she moved here," Lily explained, " I'm not quite sure as to the significance of the parcel, but she always comes out in a good mood after receiving it."
Will nodded, still confused but he left the subject alone. Marion would reveal the information once she deemed fit. Suddenly, a pained cry came from her room. Will dashed towards his guardian's chambers, his heart pounding frantically. He rushed in, not bothering to knock. The sight that welcomed him was something he never wished to see again.
His mirthful guardian, a wonderful woman, who held so much wisdom and laughter was in a sobbing heap. In her hand, she held a letter and a small box beside her hand; left unopened. Will gathered the woman into his arms, trying to soothe her racking sobs.
" Miss-"
Lily gasped and grabbed the doorframe, keeping herself from falling. Lily had never seen her mistress in such a state.
" Master Turner, what happened?"
Will shrugged, " I-I don't know…"
He took the liberty to read the contents of the letter in her hand. He gritted his jaws and closed his eyes. Marion's mother had passed away.
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Author's Note: Sad bit of information, there… to be continued, loves. Jack's turn.
