A/N: So. Will's buggered off to the sea on account of his pirate blood
calling. Bloody stupid? Maybe. But it makes for a good fic! (Please...)
Disclaimer: Hahahahahahahahaha, err, no. (sniff)
18th July- Captain's Log
Set to sail at seven this morning when the tide went out. Men in good spirits.
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18th July- Will's Journal
I am setting sail and can finally reveal my plans. I have not dared doing this before because I feared for prying eyes. Not that I don't trust my Elizabeth, but I have not been as I usually am because for the past few months, I have been overseeing a shipbuilding. My ship. I called her the Lady Kismet, and have sprung some leaderless pirates out of jail. They seem to be trustworthy, and have all given me their word that they will keep to the terms of the contract. They can leave when they have collected three thousand English pounds worth of valuables. And we follow the Code. I look forward to my new life. There are aspects of this new life I don't look forward to. If I get caught, I will hang, simply for flying the pirate flag. Well, I'd better be careful then. I miss poor sweet Elizabeth. She will be heartbroken, but hopefully she has the sense not to try and find me. The sea leaves no tracks though, so I'm not overly worried.
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19th July- Elizabeth's Diary
I'm going to find him. I know who to go to as well. I had reached this resolve and now have to sort things out. I have to sort out the children. The twins may have to come with me, unless I can find a wet nurse. I sent a letter to my father
'Dear Father,
I have to go on a journey, but need you to take care of your grandchildren. I have left monies enough for about a year, including for a wet nurse for the wins. If I do not return within the year, in Will's study there is a picture of a ship hanging on the wall. Behind this is a safe. The key is in the secret compartment in the top drawer. Use a rule to tap the left hand side of the drawer, over the knothole, three times. The compartment should open.
Your faithful daughter
Elizabeth'
Now I must trust he will not come after me. Oh Will, how could you have been so stupid? Did you not realise your family loves you?
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19th July- Captain's Log
Fight with a cargo ship from Africa. We took a Parlay. Six men injured, one seriously. Lost two barrels of water. Must stop for more water soon. I have been told by the First Mate, Baccarat, that we are near a pirate haven, so will stop soon.
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19th July- Elizabeth's Diary
I let out Jack's pigeon that he had left for emergencies
'Jack
Sail to Tortuga as soon as you can. I need your help desperately. I'll meet you in the Wife and Fine Man. I'll be in a corner. Look for a red neckerchief
Elizabeth Turner'
I dressed in some old clothes of Will's, bound back my hair and took the sword that Will made for me from my cupboard. I have had the apprentices dispatched to that Peter that Will also had apprenticed under him. He took them gladly, thank god. When I told him what was going on, he nodded his head and said "Aye, I expected as much. He was obsessed with the sea. Look what he made one time," He brought out a little brass plaque. Engraved was an epic sea battle. It was centred round two men, who locked swords with fierce grimaces. On the back were the words 'To Peter
Keep the pumping those bellows For all the fine sailor fellows
Good luck
Will'
I turned it over and over, and then gave it back. "If he and I do not return...will you keep these lads?" "Aye ma'am," he nodded to the three boys. "Come in my fine lads. You can have a bite to eat,"
I left and then marched to the docks. I asked the bored looking official to tell me whether any ships might be setting sail for any where near Tortuga. He looked startled and then said "Why miss, there is. In dock seven. But what does a young woman want with Tortuga?" "My father is there," I lied. "He runs the Crossed Daggers inn," The official shook his head and let me by. Then he recognised me "Aren't you Mrs. Turner?" I heard no more as I ran like a dervish to the dock. The anchor was almost up and I leapt for the gangway and clung on, before finding my feet and scrambling up the plank. I landed in a heap on the deck and was grabbed by the crew. They held me up as the captain came striding through. "Who the hell are you?" he barked "Um, I'm called Fiona and I want safe passage to Tortuga. I will pay with- ," what could I pay with? There were few things I had I was willing to give. "With valour and courage," I held my head up. It was a long shot. The captain gave me a disdainful look. "No." he said it quite simply. The crew laughed and I don't know what I would have had done if I hadn't said "What if I can prove myself?" The captain turned back. I pulled my sword out. "If I can best you, I stay. If I loose I will let you do as you will," The captain considered it. Then he said "I take that bet! However, you will go up against my finest. Tom, please." Tom is a tall muscular man, who moved with a dancer's grace. He had a long face, with a humorous mouth and eyes. His eyes were a disturbing shade of midnight blue, and his hair was black. His face was stubbled and tanned.
We circled on another, slowly. The crew formed round us I ran through all the tips that Will had ever given me. Then he lunged. I squeaked and ducked and parried. Then I lunged and he parried. We danced back and forth until I was weary. I stood back a moment to take my breath. He knocked the sword out of my hand and then sauntered closer. "You fight well, for a woman." He smiled. And came closer. Too close. "I win," his breath smelt of old tobacco and I pulled back a fist. He reeled, clutching his jaw and then came back and now there was no condescending smile. "You little-," I kneed him in the groin, and as he went down, my head met his nose and he bent over in his private little world of pain. I knocked his sword out of his hand and thanked Anamaria and Jack. Anamaria had taught me the groin bit. I, funnily enough, could see Jack wince as she made graphic movements. Not the time! I shook my head. Tom looked up, finally. I smiled down on him. He stood upright and nodded. "You beat him," he looked vaguely annoyed, but not too much. "Welcome aboard Fiona,"
We were left, Tom and I, to nurse our wounds. I had acquired a cut on the back of my hand. The same one that Barbossa had slashed all that while ago. He winced when he saw it and then spoke in a thick Irish accent "That's a beauty. How long ago was that?" "A while ago," I replied evasively, and concentrated on bandaging it. "Here, let me," he pulled the bandage tight and I winced "Sorry, ham fisted," he smiled and it was like seeing when I saw Will smile for the very first time. It tugged the same feelings in my heart. I took my hand back and concentrated on his nose. "I don't think I broke it," I dipped my red neckerchief in some of the sea water beside me. "This'll play havoc with the dye. It'll look like someone died on it!" "Well, then, let's use something else," he reached back and pulled out the bit of cloth I had used for a bandage. I ripped another bit and soaked it. Then I dabbed at his nose "Nothing else broken?" I asked glibly "Why? Do you want to check?" "No!" I blushed and dabbed more fiercely "Oww!" he cried "Well, don't be cheeky," I reprimanded him and then carried on, more gently. He put up with it in silence. When I had finished I laughed "You haven't a nose, you've a tomato!" "You've got a very hard skull," he looked rueful. "Gonna put a crimp on things, aint it?" "No, I won't hold it against you," I looked at the blood soaked rag. "You bleed well," "I try to avoid those sort of compliments," he replied dryly. "Well, I've got a reputation to try and mend,"
He left me to tidy up. I wasn't that bothered. It gave me time to squash the feelings that before, only Will had kindled.
After dusk we were left to do as we wished till our watch, should we have it that night. I spoke to Tom. "So why are you coming to Tortuga?" he asked, and filled a pipe with tobacco. "Because I'm looking for someone," I replied. "He's called- Captain Jack Sparrow. He promised me a place on board his ship," "What, you want to join the Black Pearl?" he looked at me hard through the smoke from his pipe. "Err, yes, I suppose," I nodded, trying to play the uncertain young maid "Well, you don't have much of a chance with him. Anamaria's got him firmly under her thumb," he grinned :I know old Jack, from way back. I never thought he'd settle down," "How old are you then?" "Only about twenty, never been that good with numbers. My dad used to run a bar in Tortuga. He came there often. Used to give me a silver penny if I found him a pretty lady," I laughed "Sound's like Jack all over," "You know him?" he began to smirk. "Err, yes. And nothing happened! He was too drunk," "Really? He must have been really drunk then," "He was," I replied, remembering that night on the island. I smiled and murmured "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me..." "What?" Tom said "I couldn't hear," "Oh, nothing. It's a song I was taught, as a girl," "Really. I'd like to hear it one day," "Maybe you will," I smiled up at him. He was almost a head taller than me, making him the tallest man I'd ever seen.
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Will's Journal
My first battle as a pirate captain. We were up against a loaded cargo ship and they offered practically no resistance. We shared equally and now are heading to the nearest safe port for repairs. Luckily it is not Tortuga, because if I were to meet with anyone who knew me...this is a new life for me and I will not let it go. I am not Will Turner the smith, but Captain Will and there is no one to change that. Ever.
A/N: Ooh, get Will. He's got all tough and manly is this good? Find out next time...
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Disclaimer: Hahahahahahahahaha, err, no. (sniff)
18th July- Captain's Log
Set to sail at seven this morning when the tide went out. Men in good spirits.
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18th July- Will's Journal
I am setting sail and can finally reveal my plans. I have not dared doing this before because I feared for prying eyes. Not that I don't trust my Elizabeth, but I have not been as I usually am because for the past few months, I have been overseeing a shipbuilding. My ship. I called her the Lady Kismet, and have sprung some leaderless pirates out of jail. They seem to be trustworthy, and have all given me their word that they will keep to the terms of the contract. They can leave when they have collected three thousand English pounds worth of valuables. And we follow the Code. I look forward to my new life. There are aspects of this new life I don't look forward to. If I get caught, I will hang, simply for flying the pirate flag. Well, I'd better be careful then. I miss poor sweet Elizabeth. She will be heartbroken, but hopefully she has the sense not to try and find me. The sea leaves no tracks though, so I'm not overly worried.
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19th July- Elizabeth's Diary
I'm going to find him. I know who to go to as well. I had reached this resolve and now have to sort things out. I have to sort out the children. The twins may have to come with me, unless I can find a wet nurse. I sent a letter to my father
'Dear Father,
I have to go on a journey, but need you to take care of your grandchildren. I have left monies enough for about a year, including for a wet nurse for the wins. If I do not return within the year, in Will's study there is a picture of a ship hanging on the wall. Behind this is a safe. The key is in the secret compartment in the top drawer. Use a rule to tap the left hand side of the drawer, over the knothole, three times. The compartment should open.
Your faithful daughter
Elizabeth'
Now I must trust he will not come after me. Oh Will, how could you have been so stupid? Did you not realise your family loves you?
£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$
19th July- Captain's Log
Fight with a cargo ship from Africa. We took a Parlay. Six men injured, one seriously. Lost two barrels of water. Must stop for more water soon. I have been told by the First Mate, Baccarat, that we are near a pirate haven, so will stop soon.
£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$
19th July- Elizabeth's Diary
I let out Jack's pigeon that he had left for emergencies
'Jack
Sail to Tortuga as soon as you can. I need your help desperately. I'll meet you in the Wife and Fine Man. I'll be in a corner. Look for a red neckerchief
Elizabeth Turner'
I dressed in some old clothes of Will's, bound back my hair and took the sword that Will made for me from my cupboard. I have had the apprentices dispatched to that Peter that Will also had apprenticed under him. He took them gladly, thank god. When I told him what was going on, he nodded his head and said "Aye, I expected as much. He was obsessed with the sea. Look what he made one time," He brought out a little brass plaque. Engraved was an epic sea battle. It was centred round two men, who locked swords with fierce grimaces. On the back were the words 'To Peter
Keep the pumping those bellows For all the fine sailor fellows
Good luck
Will'
I turned it over and over, and then gave it back. "If he and I do not return...will you keep these lads?" "Aye ma'am," he nodded to the three boys. "Come in my fine lads. You can have a bite to eat,"
I left and then marched to the docks. I asked the bored looking official to tell me whether any ships might be setting sail for any where near Tortuga. He looked startled and then said "Why miss, there is. In dock seven. But what does a young woman want with Tortuga?" "My father is there," I lied. "He runs the Crossed Daggers inn," The official shook his head and let me by. Then he recognised me "Aren't you Mrs. Turner?" I heard no more as I ran like a dervish to the dock. The anchor was almost up and I leapt for the gangway and clung on, before finding my feet and scrambling up the plank. I landed in a heap on the deck and was grabbed by the crew. They held me up as the captain came striding through. "Who the hell are you?" he barked "Um, I'm called Fiona and I want safe passage to Tortuga. I will pay with- ," what could I pay with? There were few things I had I was willing to give. "With valour and courage," I held my head up. It was a long shot. The captain gave me a disdainful look. "No." he said it quite simply. The crew laughed and I don't know what I would have had done if I hadn't said "What if I can prove myself?" The captain turned back. I pulled my sword out. "If I can best you, I stay. If I loose I will let you do as you will," The captain considered it. Then he said "I take that bet! However, you will go up against my finest. Tom, please." Tom is a tall muscular man, who moved with a dancer's grace. He had a long face, with a humorous mouth and eyes. His eyes were a disturbing shade of midnight blue, and his hair was black. His face was stubbled and tanned.
We circled on another, slowly. The crew formed round us I ran through all the tips that Will had ever given me. Then he lunged. I squeaked and ducked and parried. Then I lunged and he parried. We danced back and forth until I was weary. I stood back a moment to take my breath. He knocked the sword out of my hand and then sauntered closer. "You fight well, for a woman." He smiled. And came closer. Too close. "I win," his breath smelt of old tobacco and I pulled back a fist. He reeled, clutching his jaw and then came back and now there was no condescending smile. "You little-," I kneed him in the groin, and as he went down, my head met his nose and he bent over in his private little world of pain. I knocked his sword out of his hand and thanked Anamaria and Jack. Anamaria had taught me the groin bit. I, funnily enough, could see Jack wince as she made graphic movements. Not the time! I shook my head. Tom looked up, finally. I smiled down on him. He stood upright and nodded. "You beat him," he looked vaguely annoyed, but not too much. "Welcome aboard Fiona,"
We were left, Tom and I, to nurse our wounds. I had acquired a cut on the back of my hand. The same one that Barbossa had slashed all that while ago. He winced when he saw it and then spoke in a thick Irish accent "That's a beauty. How long ago was that?" "A while ago," I replied evasively, and concentrated on bandaging it. "Here, let me," he pulled the bandage tight and I winced "Sorry, ham fisted," he smiled and it was like seeing when I saw Will smile for the very first time. It tugged the same feelings in my heart. I took my hand back and concentrated on his nose. "I don't think I broke it," I dipped my red neckerchief in some of the sea water beside me. "This'll play havoc with the dye. It'll look like someone died on it!" "Well, then, let's use something else," he reached back and pulled out the bit of cloth I had used for a bandage. I ripped another bit and soaked it. Then I dabbed at his nose "Nothing else broken?" I asked glibly "Why? Do you want to check?" "No!" I blushed and dabbed more fiercely "Oww!" he cried "Well, don't be cheeky," I reprimanded him and then carried on, more gently. He put up with it in silence. When I had finished I laughed "You haven't a nose, you've a tomato!" "You've got a very hard skull," he looked rueful. "Gonna put a crimp on things, aint it?" "No, I won't hold it against you," I looked at the blood soaked rag. "You bleed well," "I try to avoid those sort of compliments," he replied dryly. "Well, I've got a reputation to try and mend,"
He left me to tidy up. I wasn't that bothered. It gave me time to squash the feelings that before, only Will had kindled.
After dusk we were left to do as we wished till our watch, should we have it that night. I spoke to Tom. "So why are you coming to Tortuga?" he asked, and filled a pipe with tobacco. "Because I'm looking for someone," I replied. "He's called- Captain Jack Sparrow. He promised me a place on board his ship," "What, you want to join the Black Pearl?" he looked at me hard through the smoke from his pipe. "Err, yes, I suppose," I nodded, trying to play the uncertain young maid "Well, you don't have much of a chance with him. Anamaria's got him firmly under her thumb," he grinned :I know old Jack, from way back. I never thought he'd settle down," "How old are you then?" "Only about twenty, never been that good with numbers. My dad used to run a bar in Tortuga. He came there often. Used to give me a silver penny if I found him a pretty lady," I laughed "Sound's like Jack all over," "You know him?" he began to smirk. "Err, yes. And nothing happened! He was too drunk," "Really? He must have been really drunk then," "He was," I replied, remembering that night on the island. I smiled and murmured "Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me..." "What?" Tom said "I couldn't hear," "Oh, nothing. It's a song I was taught, as a girl," "Really. I'd like to hear it one day," "Maybe you will," I smiled up at him. He was almost a head taller than me, making him the tallest man I'd ever seen.
£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£$£
Will's Journal
My first battle as a pirate captain. We were up against a loaded cargo ship and they offered practically no resistance. We shared equally and now are heading to the nearest safe port for repairs. Luckily it is not Tortuga, because if I were to meet with anyone who knew me...this is a new life for me and I will not let it go. I am not Will Turner the smith, but Captain Will and there is no one to change that. Ever.
A/N: Ooh, get Will. He's got all tough and manly is this good? Find out next time...
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