I don't own anything especially not POTC!! I wish I did though!

Chapter 1

Ever since he had rescued the pirate from certain death business had gone from bad to worse. The people of Port Royale believed that he had ruined a good hanging and had therefore refused to buy his swords. Things were going from bad to worse in the life of Will Turner. Mind you it was worth it at the time. It's not everyday you save your friend from certain death. Actually that could be termed as not possible but Will had proved it to be not probable. The governor despite his casual acceptance of his and Elizabeth's love for one another had secretly hoped that Elizabeth would change her mind and marry Commodore Norrington. Once these hopes had been dashed, they had married two years ago; Governor Swann had turned his back on the couple.

In his frustration Will started to hammer at the metal more ferociously. The clang of metal on metal calmed him, up to the point at which the sword broke. 'Wonderful' stated Will.' That's the third sword that has cracked in 4 hours.' Well the metal wasn't of the finest quality but it was all he could get from the money that he was earning. Elizabeth was trying not to worry about it but he could see the concealed anxiety hidden beneath her stubbornness.

Dispirited Will threw the sword on the scrap pile. Taking his own sword from the rack he began moving through a couple of exercises.' You need to find yourself a girl mate.' A voice interrupted him. His sword clattered to the floor as he whirled around to face the speaker. 'Jack!'

Jack Sparrow stood leaning casually in the doorway. At the mention of his name he drunkenly staggered in. His general stance however was cautious. 'Well Jack what's the matter' asked Will

'I'm just slightly worried that I'm going to get hit over the head with a bottle!'

Will could not help but smile as he replied 'Mr Brown died 2 years ago, I take all the credit for my own work now! Not that there's much of it'