Pirates of the Caribbean- A Heartless Treasure
By Jesteria Dapper
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the POTC characters or related indicia. But you already knew that, right?
Summary: "Not all treasure is sugar and gold, mate," quoted Jack Sparrow. He was right, especially when Brianthia came along….
Chapter 2- Loss of Life
"William Turner, I will not be made to look like a whore in red tights!" shouted Elizabeth at the top of her lungs.
"Understandable," replied Will, who was doing his best to remain calm.
"Now get me out of this gown immediately!"
Elizabeth threw her arm at Will, who ducked quickly, only to realize that that was where she wanted to start undressing her. She looked at him with fiery eyes that would have exploded had he not acted soon. He swallowed and began to the slow, uneasy process. Elizabeth rolled her eyes as he began to sweat. It had been a while since Will had seen her with barely any clothes on.
"Hurry up," she said impatiently. She clearly wasn't in the mood for anyone examining her flawless body. But Will didn't really care. There was always tonight…..
"Done," he said, smiling to himself.
"I hope you're happy," Elizabeth shot at him. "This is the last time I will ever wear anything maroon!"
It was two weeks before the wedding of Elizabeth Swann and William Turner. Over two hundred guests had been invited to attend the wedding, and the dress-searching process had begun. The couple had visited store after store, searching for the most prestigious dresses in Port Royal. The one that Will picked out was the only one that Elizabeth hated. She would have torn it to shreds had Will not offered to return it to the store.
"My father will be hearing about this," she said stubbornly.
Will rolled his eyes. "I'm sure the Governor of Port Royal would love to hear about how his future son-in-law was undressing his only daughter. Tell me how it goes."
The air seemed to breathe for her. A sudden gust of wind filled the room, shuffling papers and some last-minute invitations. Elizabeth scurried this way and that, cleaning up the mess. She then turned her attention to the window. "What a beautiful day it is today," she said optimistically, abandoning her stubborn attitude for one that would get her through the rest of her morning.
Will entered a state of déjà vu and rolled his eyes once more.
"The wedding plans are coming along well, I presume?"
"Very well, sir, yes."
"Excellent."
Governor Swann hadn't looked at Will through the whole meeting. It was as if he was hypnotized by his work. Sunlight poured through the open window…..perhaps it was overheating the Governor's brain? Will didn't know what it was, but something about the Governor was different today….
"So, young Norr—I mean Turner," he said, coughing suddenly, "when is the actual wedding?"
"In two weeks, sir." Will felt as though he were repeating himself. He had already told the Governor that in two Sundays, the wedding would be upon them. The Governor had barely looked up at this news. He probably hadn't even heard Will speak. He was too wrapped up in his work.
"Well, if that's it then…." started Will.
"No, that's not it," said Governor Swann firmly. "I have something to tell you." He looked up from his work for the first time. "Something big."
Will nodded and asked, "What's wrong?"
The Governor sighed and closed his eyes. "Will, something has come up. There was an attack in Tortuga a few days ago….there were no survivors."
Will gulped. No survivors?
As if reading his mind, the Governor repeated, "No survivors. I cannot even enforce the grievances this has caused."
Worry bobbed in Will's Adam's apple. He nodded for the Governor to continue on.
"One of the men who were killed was Gilbert Reed, one of our Navy's more experienced soldiers. He stopped by to carry on an important mission for Commodore Norrington, but the mission was unsuccessful. Norrington is furious."
Will laughed inside. He loved seeing the Commodore in difficult situations.
"Another man that was killed was Scurvy Joe, a sailor-turned-pirate. He was said to be in contact with Captain Barbossa and Barbossa's crew before you had your little adventure. They were planning another attack, but we never found out where….."
Will was beginning to lose interest. He yawned, which surprised the Governor. He stood up, the panic in his eyes rising with every second.
"The third death will strike you as complete and utter shock. I'm terribly sorry to inform you that….." He looked as if he couldn't go on.
"Jack Sparrow is no longer among the living."
It took a few moments for this information to sink into Will's brain. Jack Sparrow is no longer among the living…..
Will's eyes began to burn. He couldn't hold his emotions back. Tears welled up in his eyes. They poured down his face, it seemed in buckets, before coming to a halt. His eyes then entered a state of lunacy. The veins in his neck were bulging, and he slammed his fist down on the Governor's desk. Blood trickled down his wrist as he looked up.
"The wedding is postponed until further notice," he muttered, trying his best not to completely break down.
