Disclaimer: Why not? I'm just going to say I rule the universe. The voices in my head said I could.
Warnings: M/M, mentions of rape, blood and killing. In other words "Pirate!"
A/N: Sorry for the delay and lack of indents which i still can not use! On with the show!
No Longer Lost
"Ignore the rest! Take a piece from the chest!" Barbossa bawled as he bounded up a glittering pile. "The immortal Captain Barbossa and crew, terror of the world for all eternity!" As the undead captain followed his would-be crew up the gold he fell into the shadow of the cliff and what remained of his mangled flesh returned to his yellowed bones.
Three of the dim witted sailors reached the cursed gold all at once, all reaching out for the gold knowing full well what was to happen to them and not realizing any of the horrors of it. Something glinted menacingly in the ill lit oasis a split second before a sharp pain struck each of the pirates hands.
"I wouldn't be doing that if I were you." Jack Sparrow stood next to the chest with his bloodied knife in hand. The men all blinked stupidly at this new arrival on the scene, several seemed to be convinced that Jack was a ghost and had perished in his fall which they had all witnessed. Not missing the stupefied faces Jack pushed his advantage and slipped in front of the men, lightly pushing their hands away from the cursed treasure.
Will gaped at the place Jack had sat only a moment ago. When said pirates voice came from over one of the mounds of gold Will knew that a fight was inescapable. Franticly he searched the treasure around him for a weapon. Coins, goblets, and jewelry littered the ground, couldn't they have stolen something more useful? Will was about to jump to Jacks aid brandishing nothing but a jeweled cup when a bit of pointy silver caught his eye. It was an unusually short sword, probably made for some well-to-do spoiled son of a commodore but it would do. He came into view just in time to see Barbossa shout at his bewildered crew.
"KILL THEM!" Barbossa was outraged, the impudence! How dare Jack be alive after he had tried so hard to seek his revenge upon him! Plans of immortal whores be dammed, now they would both die.
Jack opened his mouth to let loose a loud obnoxious laugh at how his former first mate turned a lovely shade of violet but it came out as a undignified yelp when one of Barbossas unlucky crew decided to slash half-hazardly at Jacks neck. There was precious little time for Jack to do anything except for make an array of faces that he felt appropriate for one about to loose their head but luckily Will still had a good head on his shoulders, as it were. The childlike weapon smashed into the offending cutlass instead of letting it sink into the delicate flesh of Jacks tanned neck.
"I will take these!" Will shouted at his comrade who felt the time was right to open a careful eye and assess the situation. Finally, Jack thought to himself, the ultimate battle, the climax Barbossa had been striving for and in the end everything would be as Jack had wished it could have been on their last little adventure.
All five living pirates advanced on Will, sending him sliding backwards into the cliff base, he was far outnumbered but he would have to hold on until Jack found himself a suitable weapon. Jacks eyes swept the swag for anything that even remotely resembled a weapon and found absolutely nothing, not even a smashed bottle of rum to spike someone with.
"Keep looking Jack, but you'll ne'r find anything as fine as this." Barbossas violent rage had made way for a more subtle hate that twisted his marred face into an unnatural smile that would make a lesser mans blood run cold. Jack looked to the speaking man and felt a fire burn within him. Barbossa held the most magnificent blade that had ever come into being, a blade that the mans disgusting fingers danced against making the light fall just right to make the single sparrow adorning it appear like it was flying.
"Don't think I will." Jack agreed easily, taking up his small knife. "So I'll just have to take that one back."
Barbossa laughed as Jack came at him with the little blade. What could he do with such a little weapon against the immortal captain Barbossa of legend? Jack aimed for Barbossas heart as he made a final leap that would send him spiraling into his own sword that Barbossa held contently against him. At the last possible second Jack twisted his entire body like a wild cat and dodged the glinting metal, at the same time his own blade missed the mans chest but found purchase in Barbossas arm. The knife cut easily through the rotten flesh and muscles of Barbossas lower arm. Jack landed gracefully next to the mutilated man and watched as his brilliant sword was dropped to the ground.
"Ill be having that back now." Jack picked up the blade and as soon as his fingers touched the worked metal he felt certain that they would win and everything would be as it should. "Thanks for bringing it out to me." Barbossa missed the quip in favor of trying fruitlessly to use his right arm. Jack watched with a morbid fascination as the appendage hung loosely at its owner's side.
"What have you done to me?" Barbossa screeched causing the others to look up from their own battle and see what had taken place.
"Cut the muscle, it wont work now. And I seem to recall something about you not being able to feel anything...or heal." He threw Barbossas own words back it him with a morbid glee, the words had come just before Barboooooooooooooosa raped him in front of Will and it was that memory for which Barbossa would pay. Jacks eyes glinted dangerously and his mouth twisted into a cruel smile that almost never adorned his usually care free features.
"You bastard! You will pay for this!" Anger fueling his every move Barbossa launched himself at Jack without thought. In turn Jack simply stepped aside casually, dragging a foot as he went to send the charging man spiraling into the coins that cascaded down around him as he slid to the bottom of the glittering pile.
After the initial bout of amusement the group of pirates gained from their opponents toy like sword they were forced to keep their minds solely on the battle at hand. Even with five against one Will held his own, using the fumbling pirates as shields and occasionally even managed to have them skewer one another. Two quickly joined the ranks of the dead and were left to have their blood taint the hard earned gold. With only three remaining the fight became slightly more even but the lads broken body was quickly being sapped of its energy. Vaguely Will realized that his body had gone numb and that no feeling save the light dizziness in his head remained. But there was no time to dwell on this with three cutlass set to destroy him and a loud cry from an enraged Barbossa to distract them all.
"What have you done to me?" It was a blood chilling cry, one so inhuman and savage that for that one moment everything stopped. Will could see his own beautiful sword falling from Barbossas hand and the strange look on Jacks face. Jack Sparrow is a pirate through and through and naught one person could deny it but at the same time he always retained such a sweet innocents about him, the same innocents that made the ever skeptical Will trust and even love the man. Now this ever present innocents was gone and fire burned in his eyes, it scared Will more than the pirates in front of him and shook him deeply to see his love so changed.
The pirates attacked all together as Will still watched his beloved pirate in horror. Two of the blades were thrust away with the small sword but the third cut deeply into his side. It was a slashing motion and it cut through the thin material of Wills shirt with ease, embedding itself inches into sensitive flesh. He stared sown helplessly as the cutlass was wrenched from the wound, but most frightening was that he had not felt a thing. Maybe he had reached the point of no return and his pathetic body was working on pure adrenalin and when it stopped he would simply fall to the ground dead. Wills mind swam with visions of a purely violent jack and of an unfeeling blade in his gut, for just a second to long he stood, too shocked to move. The pirate with the bloodied cutlass wrenched his weapon from the body in front of him and with a final deadly thrust sank the metal edge deep into Wills prone body.
Barbossa stood up with the same look of loathing engraved on his mutilated face, but then it changed abruptly to one that Jack found infinitely more horrifying. The undead pirate brushed himself off slowly as a satisfied smirk took over his face, one that he had reserved for moments of sadistic joy, the one used for rapes and the looks he gained from lovers who just watched their better halves die.
"I always get the last laugh Jack." The mockery and theatrical flair that was as to Barbossas voice and a drunken swagger was to Jack all but vanished. It was a simple statement, unspectacular in every way except for the fact that it was spoken with the utmost certainty, a statement sounding as undeniable as the sea.
Wordlessly Jack spun on his heel, his sword finding its own way to his belt. His living hell stood before him as Will gaped at the sword implanted in himself too deeply to carry on. The angel looked up to Jack with wide eyes, then as the pirate left his sword sheathed in the boys body, his mouth moved silently and not a sound escaped him but Jack understood the unspoken plea. 'Forgive me.'
Barbossa laughed and let his captive run unhindered to his love, after all he had promised that Jack would see the last flicker of life in those eyes, feel the last shaky breath of death taking its victim.
The nameless pirates stepped back as Jack flew to Wills side. His callused hands rested for an instant on delicate cheek bones and perfect porcelain skin, memorizing and cherishing every touch, every feel, then one hand embedded itself in the boys long wavy locks as the other gripped the hilt of the sword. Wills eyes held no fear and Jack felt a surge of pride and unconditional love for his precious angel, his own eyes begging a silent forgiveness Jack pulled the blade out in one solid motion. Before the sword hit the ground Jack had pulled Wills lips to his own in a kiss, not the chaste kisses of before but one of undying love and insurmountable passion. Will opened himself to the pirate and kissed back with all he had, trying to make up for all the lost time, all the words left unsaid and things left undone, he poured all of his love for Jack into this kiss as he had his dear sword, but no blade, however beautiful would ever compare to that moment.
Jack pulled himself from the kiss roughly and pushed William away from him, he sent his love stumbling back away from the treasure and fighting, away from the shadow of the cliff and into the revealing light of the full moon.
"No." Barbossa croaked as he felt desperately for his own blade out of habit and found none.
Jack sauntered over to where Will had fallen and offered a gleaming white hand in help. The moment Will had passed into the moonlight his flesh disappeared and he sat a skeleton like creature, so like Barbossa but at the same time infinitely different. Jack too had turned as he stepped over to Will with a smile. When Will did not take the offered hand Jack knelt down and pulled the boy up with him.
"Yes." Jack stepped back into the shade with Will; all the new wounds had disappeared without a trace, save one. Jack held Wills bloodied hand with his own matching one, in the center of Will open palm he placed a single piece of the cursed treasure that gleamed with the fresh blood of their self mutilated hands. Like a flash Will saw in his mind Barbossas men coming into the clearing and Jack and his hands hitting the treasure with a soft sound of tinkling as they fell into hiding. "You have forgotten again mate, I am captain Jack sparrow!" Jack said in his best story telling air. "And this is William Turner! You don't stand a chance love."
"Kill them!" Barbossa gestured with his right arm, realizing too late his mistake as the front of his arm swung limply of its own accord, giving them all the impression of a puppet whose strings have been cut.
The pirates advanced, but Jack just smiled at Will. "Time for that epic battle I was telling you about."
Will returned the smile with one of his own beaming grins. "And we will live on in infamy!"
They fought together, knowing every move the other would make and compensating accordingly. Rolling, jumping and slashing all in time, the duo killed off the three living pirates with frightening ease. Jack took particular pleasure in sinking his blade deep into the one who dared to harm his angel.
Together they turned their sights on Barbossa, blades held high. Jack smiled at the familiarity of the position and even waited for the over zealous 'avast' from Will that never came.
"I still be immortal Jack, what exactly do you plan on doing? Maybe this time ye would like to fight in an epic battle 'til judgment day and trumpets sound?"
"The immortal Barbossa with one arm and no weapon!" Jack corrected with the appropriate swagger. " And I would love to fight in an epic battle 'til judgment day and trumpets sound..." He mocked in his traditional swaying manner. "But I don't think I can look on your face for nigh an hour without losing me lunch."
"You still have time left to live Barbossa." Will ignored taunting tone in both mens comments in favor of his own harsh words that came out as little more than a growl, and held no room for humor. "For your death will be long and horrifying for what you did to my Jack!" Such hatred filled Will that he missed the slip of his tongue and the shocked yet happy face Jack was staring at him with. Will lunged forward and buried his sword deep in the other man chest before pulling it out fruitlessly in a fit of unbridled fury. Barbossa laughed in Wills face and turned to walk away from the battle completely when Jack kicked him fiercely and he crashed into the woods. A moment later Barbossa tumbled out of the brush still searching for the weapon upon his belt that he wished he had not dropped.
Jack lifted Barbossa by the front of his shirt and threw him up against a tree. Before he could move Jacks sword impaled him to the wood. With an agile move borne of long years of pick pocketing Jack had the coin from Barbossas neck in hand.
"Will!" Jack shouted as he swiped the blood dripping from his sword onto the cursed piece and tossed it to the waiting boy.
"No!" Barbossa impaled himself further on the blade until his chest hit the handle and he pulled himself from the tree. His left hand pulled the sword from his chest with a great swinging motion that sent him toppling sideways from the sheer force and unfamiliarity of it all. The coins tinkled like rain against the other cursed pieces. The sword dropped from his hand and his feet stopped their desperate search for purchase. With one final sway of his otherwise unmoving body Barbossa fell from the cliff and into the crushing black oblivion of the Caribbean Sea hundreds of feet below them.
Jack walked slowly to the edge of the cliff and looked down into the fathomless waters below. Fitting really, that Barbossa the undead captain of legend with a love of drama and irony would never really be proved to be dead. Jack had already served Barbossa his death once before and the man came back, what is it say it could not happen again? Of course Jack knew better, no body mortal or no, could fair well enough after that fall to do anything. His thoughts were interrupted when he heard something akin to growling beside him.
"He deserved worse." Will spat as he glared venomously at the waters. His entire form still radiated of the previous rage. Jack grinned, as he realized not for the first time why Will had been so angry, could he have heard wrong the possessiveness' in Wills voice? Had his beloved William referring to Jack as his be nothing but Jacks mind playing a cruel joke on him?
"Why?" In the state he was in Will had no masks, no ability to lie, the truth would fly out of his mouth in a fit of frustrated rage before he had a chance to stop it.
"For what he did to you! No one hurts my Jack and gets away with it!" Will all but screamed, a look of horror came upon him as he realized what he had said. "I..." He tried desperately to take back the words but he was stopped with a fierce kiss. After long moments that Will could only describe as 'pillaging' they parted for much needed breath.
Will stumbled away from Jack, his eyes as large as a frightened does', his hand drifted to his kiss swollen lips unconsciously. A thousand questions came to mind, and a thousand more declarations of love, but it was not his mind that spoke on his behalf. "Jack, I want you to go back to her." Wills tearful eyes dropped to the ground because his heart was in agony. "Go back to your love, the girl you left behind." He finished brokenly. Will had not for a moment forgotten the tale of Jack and his love, of Jack sailing away from her so he could go be a pirate, so he could go save Will. He had his life and he owed it to Jack, the least he could do for the man was make sure he ended up with the right person and did not let himself get in the way of Jacks real love. Warm arms encircled him but he refused to look up.
"Will." Jack physically lifted the boys face so he could look into those tearful chocolate pools as he spoke. "There are only two things I love, one of those being the Pearl, and the other is you." Will gapped at him, his mind understanding nothing that was being said to him in his sock. "Will, you are my love."
"But, But the stories of 'your love' I heard them myself..." Will regained the ability to talk and stumbled over his words in a rush of confused hope.
"Did you ever think that it might have been you I was talking 'bout?" Jack looked thoughtful as he said the next part. "From now on I'm only telling stories when I'm drunk, being sober creates far to many problems." Will had nothing to say to this; instead he stood frozen in Jacks embrace.
Jack bit his lip hard, taking Wills silence as something it wasn't he rambled on and his arms tightened possessively around the boy. "What about the lass you left behind in Port Royal? I know ya don't want to go back there, if ya stay with me I promise ya wont regret it, maybe you can even grow to love old Jack aye?" Getting no reaction throughout his entire spiel Jack added the last part with a swagger in hopes to lighten his almost desperate tone. He had misread Will and now he was going to loose him. Jack closed his eyes and buried his face in the boys wavy hair, not wanting to see the look on Wills face any longer.
"Jack!" Will came to life in his loves embrace, his own arms wrapping around Jack tightly. "When I said my love left me I was speaking of you! I love you Jack." Will turned his head to kiss the side of Jacks mouth. "But if you ever leave me like that again I will kill you myself!"
Jack pulled back just enough to examine Will for half a second, before capturing the boys lips in another desperate kiss.
"Finally!" Jack would have ignored the comment coming from behind him but Will pulled back with a fiery blush painting his delicate cheeks. Giving up for the moment, content with wrapping his arms about Wills frame Jack turned to see Ana Maria leading the rest of his crew back into the clearing. "If you two had taken any longer to get together I was going to kill ya both myself!" Ana shouted happily as several catcalls and whistles echoed behind her.
"Well he is mine now!" Jack called back to the woman before nibbling on Wills ear, loving the soft gasp he got in return. Ana only laughed and began ordering the crew to carry the majority of the gold back to the cave.
Will pulled away from Jack and spun around to face the other man, his hands lingered on Jacks waist, unwilling to release him for any amount of time.
"What now Captain Jack Sparrow? You have more treasure than even you can spend, the Black Pearl and Barbossa is gone for good." Jack crinkled up his face in annoyed frustration.
"No, I have the treasure, the Pearl and you. And I'm not going to let ya forget it." Jack kissed Wills cheek lightly. Loving the feel of soft skin beneath his lips. He already knew the first thing on his list of things to do was get his beloved Will back to where he was before Brown and Barbossa ever got their grubby hands on him. " 'sides, you don't think I'm gonna stop pirating do ya?"
"Commodore Norington we have an emergency!" One of the naval captains of Port Royal rushed unannounced into the Swann Mansion at dinner.
"Elizabeth if you would excuse me." James Norington quickly got up from the table and followed the captain into one of the adjoining rooms, shutting the door firmly behind him.
A proper lady would sit and finish her meal, waiting for her husband to return patiently; then again Norington didn't marry a proper lady. Elizabeth only waited for the tell-tale click of the door shutting to hurry to the key hole and peer through, there was no need to press her ear to the door, the men were loud and aggravated and the thin door was no match for the commotion they made.
"Commodore we have lost one of our grandest ships! It was attacked by pirates. They fought bravely but were captured and then marooned in the port of Tortuga!"
"Tortugua? Why would they leave them somewhere ridden with pirates to capture? How many did we get?" Norington asked dumbfounded.
"None Sir. They were outnumbered, many ended up running from port and finding passage in the next town. The pirates just laughed as our men were forced to run!" The captain was clearly outraged at the insult. Elizabeth had to hold back a fit of laughter; she could picture vividly the properly dressed pride of the Queens navy running from a bunch of rummed up scallywags who care more about the whore at their side than fussing over law enforcement. In that moment as she crouched outside the door she had more hope than ever that her dear friends had survived. Almost a month had passed with no word from neither Jack nor Will despite the fact that she had made Jack promise to inform her on their conditions. Who else would think to bring Port Royals stuffy men to Tortuga?
"Do we know who did it?" Noringtons voice was strained with the effort of keeping calm.
"Yes Sir, that is the other particular thing about the incident. Every man has reported clearly who it was with amazing detail. Captain Jack Sparrow and William Turner of the Black Pearl." The moment the words left the mans lips a loud thud could be heard just outside the door and Norington rushed to open it. Too late he saw Elizabeth running from the room with a huge grin on her face and a call back to them that she would be return later.
Elizabeth ran through the dirt streets and cobble alleyways until she reached a small pub on the waters edge. She had been sneaking to the same place nearly every night since the day she had returned to Port Royal from Tortuga. After only a minute of sitting idly she heard exactly what she had been looking for. An off duty navy man and an older gentleman sat talking near by.
"It was the weirdest thing that has ever happened to any of us! This Captain Sparrow said none of us were to be harmed, instead he locked us in the brig until we got to Tortuga, he said that we needed 'a bit of fun'. All the while when we were locked up him and his first mate came down to tell us stories. The weirdest stories iv ever heard in my life." The man exclaimed loudly, now a large crowd was forming around the table. He continued for nigh on an hour with tales of Captain Jack Sparrow and his lover William Turner, the fiercest pirates ever to sail the ocean, a grand tale including a cursed treasure, the undead pirate captain Barbossa, a legendary sword, and the Black Pearl, the grandest ship ever to set sail. The sailor let out a huge breath and finished his story. "As we were left in port we all watched as Sparrow and Turner shrunk into the distance together, best pirates iv ever seen!" The man finished drunkly.
Elizabeth sat back in her seat and laughed uncontrollably, ignoring all the stares she was getting. She had asked for a message that Jack and William were ok and that is what she got, in typical Jack fashion. Only Jack Sparrow would kidnap a ship of the fleet and drop them in Tortuga just to send a message. Over and over he had told the navy men his story, making sure each one would tell it right, and in the end he had gotten exactly the effect he wanted. A perfect mental image of Jack standing in front of the wheel of the Pearl and Will standing at his side, arms wrapped over shoulders and waists, the perfect ending to the perfect pirate story that Elizabeth had always hoped to find in her pirate obsessed childhood. Her dear William and the ever-charming Jack were together once more, their love was no longer lost. Jack and Will were more than ok, they were infamous and would live on forever on the lips of the eccentric, the pirate obsessed and those with a taste for rum.
That's it, it is done! Shows over, we can all go home now. I cant believe its actually finished, I think I might cry! I hope you all liked it, I so hated to end it (which is why it took so long to happen) I want to thank everyone who reviewed and put up with my writing! Whether you loved it, hated it or I had no idea from your review if you wanted to kill me or prays me THANK YOU. Without you I don't think I would have gotten so far. Enough rambling on my part, I love you all, hope you liked it, talk to me and email me I'm lonely, and what do ya all say to a second round when Pirates 2 comes out?