[A/N: Thanks to Savvy-Rum-Drinker for your review. Thank you for reading and enjoying my chappie. Although your review made me realize that I had written Will a little too 'bastardy' for lack of a better word, hehe! So I kind of tried to fix him up in the first chapter and I reposted.]

I hope you enjoy this chapter and I hope I get more readers, lol!

Pirates of the Caribbean: Treasures of the Lost Abyss

Chapter 2: The Explanation

"What do you want?" re-iterated Will.

Jack Sparrow looked on at Will with a strange look in his eyes. It seemed to be a somewhat primitive form of compassion, an emotion that Captain Jack's face rarely adopted in his strange, manipulative lifetime. He seemed protective of his only true friend but at the same time something else tore at his insides, greed. The same old, unusual look was back on his dark face and his beads jangled with joy as his next great adventure was about to be revealed.

"Alright, ya got me," Jack laughed with his hands up in mock, surrender position which then returned to their usual sly, swaggering movements.

Will looked suspiciously at Jack and prepared himself for what he thought was coming next but nothing could've prepared him for what did come.

"The Pearl's been taken," Jack said apprehensively.

For the second time that day, Will's eyes widened and his mouth dropped but he held himself together and managed to blurt: "After all that trouble!"

"Ye don't know the whole story, laddie. Might as well find out before ye be jumping to conclusions!"

"Alright, let's hear it. This better be good," Will replied with a small laugh of disbelief.

"Let me set the scene fer ye! The people of the these lands weren't afraid and the seas were safe," he started with dramatic movements and a strange look in his eyes, "-well 'cept o' course fer me and the lads, raping, pillaging, the works. We had pulled up in Tortuga for some fun and who do I meet…but me sister!" Jack narrated through his gold teeth.

"You have family!" Will said shocked, he had never believed Jack to be a family man before.

"So it would seem!" Jack carried on, "She asked me to look after her daughter – my niece – because she had some problems to see to. Wha' else could I do when this girl looked up at me, with those big brown eyes and the same sense of adventure that I still 'ave," Jack said, justifying his abnormal actions.

Will stared at Jack in disbelief at the change that had come over him. Still, Jack continued.

" 'Can I come with 'ee on your adventures?' she said to me. How can I say no to a little girl with dreams like her uncle – me o' course - So to cut out some o' the unimportant details, she joined me and the dogs on the Pearl. Then tale told of a new power growing in the Spanish Main, a pirate, by the name of Barbossa," Jack spoke slowly to emphasize his story.

"WHAT," Will yelled with incredulity, "he died!"

"No, this isn't our Barbossa," Jack scolded Will as if he was stupid, "It's his grandson, out to avenge his grandfather's death. Anyway, couple o' weeks later, we're under attack. Snuck up on us, durin' the night and…" Jack's face went scarlet with embarrassment.

"Jack? I need to know the story, to know what you're getting at!" Will persuaded.

"Alright, I was too damn worried about my niece to care wha' happened to the Pearl. On a side note, you have to meet her, she's a great kid," Jack avoided the subject.

"To the point, Jack," Will continued.

"I found her and we were both captured and locked in a cell, while Barbossa navigated his way back to the mainland in order to make a spectacle of me in front of all the townspeople, and then perhaps kill me in front of the townspeople," Jack said quickly. He looked positively distraught, the worst that Will had seen him. Still, he carried on.

"Fortunately, I had a spare key in me coat, and the niece and I hid in the shadows when they came down to get us. We climbed up on deck, jumped off the Pearl and swam the last couple o' miles to shore before they even realized what was going on. So, that's what brings me here, Will! There's your story!"

Will was still picturing Jack's distraught, upset face in his mind. He had never seen Jack like that before, and he felt a pang of sympathy towards him. However, Jack had adopted his usual manner and showed no sign whatsoever of the distress that pained him a couple of minutes before. His beads once again danced as he started pacing menacingly around Will.

"So, before ye start jabbering, lemme explain. What I came here to ask was: Will you help me recapture the Pearl?"

Will was about to interrupt but Jack held up a finger to his mouth.

"Before ye give me yer answer, let me put in plain words why ye should. Firstly, I helped ye to rescue yer bonnie lass and look at where that's got ya," Jack winked mischievously, "Secondly, since ye got together wiv yer damsel, ye 'ave become a stay-at-home, do-nothing like the first time I met ye. What happened to the Will of 16 years past. Thirdly, the Pearl has been seen off the coast near the "Lost Abyss" – which is said to be filled of ALL the gold and jewels of pirates long lost. That means we take the Pearl and the gold, and ye'll never be miserable again and I won't bother Port Royal or yer family anymore. How' zat fer a deal, Will, how can ya resist?"

A change had come about Will and there was a sparkle in his eye. He could feel the hard wood of a ship swaying under his feet, smell the ocean, fresh breeze, see the sun above the horizon, hear the sea dogs working on the ship, and taste the bitter rum in his mouth. This was Will's pirate side showing through.

"I can't resist, but what about my family, they need me!" Will sighed glumly.

"Oh, don't you worry about them, I have it covered."

"What are you going to do to them?" Will asked suspiciously.

"I have room fer them on board, they'll be joining us. Oh, and I need all the help I can get. OK, who ya got?"

"Well I have Elizabeth….."

"She's not a problem, she seemed to do just fine, last time I saw her."

"My son, Thomas…"

"Any young boy would kill for an adventure like this."

"And my daughter, Meghan…"

"Oh, well we'll just have to see about her, I'll think up something," Jack said somewhat doubtfully.

Fortunately, Will was mostly wrong and Jack was mostly right. Either it was Jack's manipulative charm, the need for a change of scenery, or the sense of adventure but the Turner family was rearing to go. That is, Elizabeth and Thomas, but his stubborn, pompous and beautiful daughter refused outright.

Elizabeth, who still looked much the same as before, with a few laugh lines and wrinkles newly etched on her face, remembered the feeling of sailing on the beautiful ships, and engaging in piracy in order to save Will, wanted to feel the same sensations again. She wanted excitement such as her new life as a mother would never satisfy, as much as she loved her children.

Thomas Turner was Will's son. He had beautiful thick, curly, brown hair like his father and had deep blue eyes. Thomas was the only one who went to school in the Turner family and had read about many battles and famous shipmen. His main aspiration in life was to experience what they had experienced. Tom needed to make something of his life and get out of Port Royal.

Meghan Turner, Will and Elizabeth's daughter, had plenty of long, blonde hair, a beautiful complexion and eyes like her brother. She had grown up around princesses and duchesses and admired their femininity. She was always dressed properly, taught good manners and wanted nothing more than to marry rich and settle down.

When the quest was announced at dinner that night, Meghan screamed blue murder in an effort to get out of it. Unfortunately her mother knew her weakness and Meghan met her downfall in a certain trait that she possessed. It was not, as Jack liked to think, he that had persuaded her to join them on the journey.

"Well, I guess you will have to stay at home with the maids then," Elizabeth enticed.

Meghan, who loved being the center of attention, could not stand being alone with the strict maids for an extended period of time. The maids concentrated only on their duties and nothing else, and they were less than caring towards Meghan as they had already figured her out. She had to decide between two undesirable choices: a pirate adventure or staying at the mansion with the maids. However, in the end, she sulkily made up her mind to go with her family and the pirates because at least she would be surrounded by people who had yet to get to know her.

The group of five made quite a sight as they walked through Port Royal towards the wharf. Meghan could not get out of the trip but she wasn't about to go anywhere without the correct luggage. She had two large suitcases which were packed to the brim with her dresses, hats and shoes. She may have looked ridiculous but she was prepared. Thomas had his usual khaki knapsack with just a few essentials and Elizabeth and Will shared a suitcase. Jack Sparrow lead the way in his usual swaggering manner with a smile on his face. He had started his crew and he was well on his way for vengeance.

The Turner family had reached the wharf and were expectantly looking around for his pirate ship.

"Where's your ship, Mister Sparrow?" Tom enquired excitedly.

"Over there!" pointed Jack when they were on the wharf.

The Turner family stopped dead.

"That's not a ship, that's a wooden rowboat!" Meghan yelled snobbishly.

"What, you know my situation!"

[A/N: Hope you enjoyed this chapter, I apologize profusely for taking so long to up date with the second chapter. I was so busy with end-of-the-year exams and whatnot, so I am definitely excited that I will have more time to update my fics because it's SUMMER for me now, yay!