Anne, booyah, that's the dumbest idea I ever got. Anyway, the begining of this chapter was really hard to write. It was hard to think of a situation to get certain characters in (yeah, you know which ones I mean). Well, at least the other two thirds are good, but that's just me. Hmm, first chapter without Danny. Kinda weird.

Disclaimer: I don't own either "Danny Phantom" or "Pirates of the Caribbean". Most of the characters you see are either property of Nickelodeon or Disney. Some others are my own.

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The Spirit of the Ship

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Chapter 16: Invading Port Royal

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The afternoon sun shined brightly on Port Royal. It was a small, bustling town on the Caribbean islands, and it was bustling more than ever, now. The governor's daughter was getting married. And to a blacksmith of all people.

Speaking of which, the lucky smith, Will Turner, was busy at the smithing shop forging weapons and what-not for the royal Navy. Will was young, strong, and handsome to boot with his brown eyes, long brown hair, and well dressing with the shirt-closed vest combo, with or without the smithing apron. As Will was putting the finishing touches on a blade, the door creaked open. Will turned around to see a cloaked figure enter through. After it closed the door, the cloacked figure removed its hood in front of Will, revealing to be his lovely bride-to-be, Elizabeth Swann. Her wavy blonde hair, her soft brown eyes, and a face that could launch a thousand and one ships made her possibly the most beautiful woman on the Spanish Main. "Elizabeth," Will started, "I'm glad you could be here."

"It was quite difficult," Elizabeth said back. "So, why did you ask me here?"

Will walked up to Elizabeth with a small case and said, "There's something I want to give you." Elizabeth walked up to Will to retrieve the case he had. She took the case, to which Will said, "Open it up."

Elizabeth opened the case and was utterly amazed at what was inside, too happy for words. The case contained a silver necklace, with a small pendant of a swan with a pearl piece in the middle hanging from it. "Oh, Will," she said, trying it on, "it's beautiful."

"It looks even more beautiful on you," Will romantically commented. As the two began to lean in for a kiss, there was a knock on the door. Elizabeth had a hunch who was at the door and ran off for place to hide. "What is it?"

"Father must know I'm gone by now," Elizabeth explained, "and sent the guards to go look for me. You know how worried he gets. Keep whoever's there distracted." Will did as told, putting on a casual look as he answered the door. Elizabeth was indeed correct, for at the door was James Norrington, Commadore the the British navy. Norrington was an imposing man, being fairly tall, dressed in a red uniform, wearing a powdered wig under his hat, and seldom, if ever, wore a smile.

"Good afternoon, Commadore," Will said to a very serious looking Norrington. "You'll have to come back at another time. I'm very busy at the moment."

As Will tried to close the door, Norrington held it in place and said, "Not so fast, Turner. The governor gave me, along with others from the navy, to look for Miss Swann. Seeing how the two of you are engaged, this would be the first place to look."

"Well, I haven't seen Elizabeth all day," Will lied. "Now if you excuse me, I'm very busy." Will tried to close the door again, only to have it once again stopped by Norrington.

"Well, can't I just have a look in case she sneaked in under your nose?" Norington cleverly asked.

"Umm," Will considered, "no." Once again, Will unsuccessfully closed the door, all thanks to Norrington.

"Mr. Turner," Norrington began, in the most serious tone one can possibly muster up, "if you don't let me search the smithing shop right now, I'll place you under arrest for failure to cooperate, wether you're Miss Swann's fiance or not. I suggest you wisely-" Norrington was cut off by the sound of thunder. Confused, he looked back and asked, "Was that thunder?"

"At this time of year?" Will added. Before another question could be asked, dark clouds rolled over to the port. The sudden change of light brought open windows and doors, as people wanted to see what was going on. Vaguely seen in the distance were two shaded figures, one very bulky figure carrying something in its hand, and a leaner, more human-shaped figure with something strapped to his back.

"Will," Norrington said, unaware that Will just disappeared behind him, "are you seeing what I'm seeing?"

"If you see a possible threat," Will said, his apron off and now armed with a sword, and just hearing Norrington's sentence, "then I see it." As the figures drew closer, a flash of lightning revealed their identities. The larger figure, who was indeed not human, was a metallic mammoth of a man and carried a net with a sSpanish girl in it, who was incredibly frightened. The leaner figure was a young, long-haired Spanish man with a golden staff behind him held in place with an over-the-shoulder, metallic strap. The leaner figure then shouted an introduction, several yards away and above from the smithing shop.

"Personas de Puerto Real," the leaner one shouted, "I am Gustavo, and this is Skulker! You are looking at the new leaders of this pathetic town, and soon, of this world! Surrender to me now, or I will turn this town into rubble¡Permita que demuestre!" Thrusting his palm to a random building, Gustavo made the ground beneath it began to violently shake. The structure collapsed almost immediately, bring townsfolk to run an scream in panic. "Do you now see the awesome powers a god can bring to an unsuspecting land? I suggest you surrender now!"

"Never!" Norrington said, hearing enough, with Will right behind him. The two were charging at where the threats from the skies were floating, swords in hand.

Skulker looked down on the two and said, "Rebels on our first day. This should be interesting!" With that, the two flew down at the small, charging force.

Norrington had ran up to Skuker, who stood there without moving even a twitch. Norrington, filled with rage, sliced at Skulker, but to his surprise, it didn't even phase him. The attack didn't injure, hurt, or even remotely budge Skulker. "Careful," Skulker mocked, "you might scratch the suit." After that, Skulker landed a skull-crunching punch to Norrington, sending him six feet back into an unconscious heap.

Will was battling the man with the power, Gustavo. They exchanges shot after shot, both proving to be very well skilled with swordplay. The two locked blades, to which Gustavo summoned a powerful gust of wind, pushing Will back several feet. On one knee, Will ran back at Gustavo, ready to slice his arm off, only to be stopped by bars of earth. Will found out then he was surrounded in a cage of rock. He looked back to see Norrington, gaining consciousness, get in the same situation he was in. Gustavo then walked up to him and said, "Make yourself comfortable. You'll be in there for a long, long time. And tell anyone who wants to do what you just did that this will happen to them."

With two fingers pointed up in a gun-like fasion, Gustavo brought them down quickly, in which a bolt of lightning struck the smithing shop, setting its roof ablaze.

A sudden thought came to Will as he saw the fire. "Elizabeth!" he shouted, ignoring the mean look Norrington gave him as he heard it. Almost as soon as the building caught fire, Elizabeth came running out. Looking around to see all the comotion, she saw Will and Norrington trapped.

"Will!" she shouted, worried over her love. She ran toward him, only to stopped by a large hand that emmited from the ground (or was the ground, in that case).

Gustavo, with his hand and arm in a gripping position, pulled it back, which brought the ground-based hand with a struggling Elizabeth next to Will's rocky prison. Gustavo then looked back and forth between them. "Will?" he started. "Elizabeth? As in Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann? You two are them? This is getting interesting! I've heard so much about you from Jack. You know, Jack Sparrow? He's a good man, I'm going to kill him. I might even kill you just to make killing him easier. But..." Gustavo then turned his attention to Elizabeth. "...it would be a shame to let something so beautiful go to waste."

"You stay away from her!" Will threatened.

"What do you say you leave this smith," Gustavo started asking, "and be the wife of a god for a change, hmm?" Elizabeth clearly answered "no" by slapping Gustavo in the face. His anger building, Gustavo made a serious threat by going, "Do you know how easily I can crush you!" Gustavo brought his hand to a tightening grip, to which the hand holding Elizabeth responded. Elizabeth was showing clear signs that she was being constricted.

"No, don't!" At that Gustavo loosened the grip up a bit, but still kept Elizabeth in hold. The only reason Gustavo stopped was because he knew who that voice belonged to.

"Skulker," Gustavo said, in a calm yet frustrated manner, "I'm only trying to make it easier to kill Jack by making him feel absolutely miserable for allowing a good friend of his die. The more orders you bark at me, the harder it is for me to do so. Can you kindly explain to me WHY YOU MADE ME DO THAT?"

"Simple," Skulker began to explain. "You may have you you want, but I don't. It took me months to find that ghost-boy only to have him slip through my fingers. We still have a deal, Gustavo, and I have a plan that will give us what we both want. So if you want to rule with an iron fist, I suggest you listen to it before you eat mine!" Skulker then shook his free fist at Gustavo. "First, put out that shop."

Gustavo growled angrily as he waved his hand back at the burning smithing shop. The fires disappeared in a single gust. Skulker walked over to Will and said, "Smith, do you know if I can find any cages in there?"

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Ooh, cliffhanger. This should be fun. And I'm telling you, the next set of chapters will be the most intense.