Disclaimer: Whatever Jack does, it's not my fault!...And yes, I know that Johnny has Vanessa, but for one thing, THEY ARE NOT MARRIED! and they, in fact, have TWO kids, not one. Jack is 2 and Lily Rose Melody is 4, I believe. But bursting the writer's happy bubble in reviews by reminding them of Johnny's family is not very encouraging!...it made me terribly sad; Until I got over it...but nonetheless, it was heartbreaking...anyways, here is chappie 8!

Ch. 8 Pirate Booty.

Jack jumped up from the floor and spun around, not believing his eyes. Will was not there; He had suddenly just disappeared. The fact that Norrington came jauntily striding down the stairs at that moment didn't help matters much. He grinned at Jack.

"Ah, Mr. Sparrow, how are we today? You look rather distraught..." His scary attempt at another smile made Jack want to laugh. In fact, he would have, except that he had just realized something...

"NORRINGTON, YOU LYING BASTARD!" He put his face up next to the bars, making sure to spit as he spoke. "Where the bloody 'ell have you taken the lad? He did nothing to you; he hasn't hurt ye, so leave the boy alone!"

"He and I are having our own little 'island adventure'...in my cabin...I went back and retrieved the clothes belonging to both of you; I should have just left Will's there...and no, I will not leave him alone- I'm going to have my way with him whether you like it or not. I don't give a damn about him, Mr. Sparrow, and I shall remind you to keep your nose out of business that doesn't concern you!"

"It concerns me very much, strompert. I love him, and if you touch me lad, ye won't be able to walk for a week, I assure you...I've performed the operation multiple times on enemies; more often than not, their singing voices become superb; know any local choirs, Norriekins? If ye catch my drift..." Jack looked at Norrington with an air of total confidence, his dazzling gaze giving a knowing look.

"Ooohhhh, feisty, eh? Don't worry, you'll join us soon..." Norrington made a seductive face towards Jack, who promptly stuck his tongue out and made gagging noises.

"Commodore...WHAT HAVE YE BEEN DRINKING?...Firstly, I didn't pin you as the type to go after me or dear William...and B, why do you think that we would EVER want to be with you in the first place?...Will and me, we love each other; we're not just gonna give that up 'cause you have a thing for us..."

Norrington, lacking a good comeback, glared at Jack and swished away back up to his cabin...no doubt to return to his escapade. Jack was not about to give in to him; so, he began to search for weak spots in the cell bars. Will had taught him all about metals and how old metal gets corroded and some spots will easily break. Thinking about this caused a few stray tears to slip down his face; but he made himself keep going. He kept going for Will.

Will sat on the small bed, holding his legs up close to him. He was trembling, scared. He didn't want the Commodore to come back; not ever. He knew what the monster wanted with him, and knew that if he resisted, he'd die; without ever seeing Jack again. It was killing him inside. Sadly, Norrington returned momentarily.

As soon as the door was safely closed and locked, Norrington began to slowly walk towards Will, untying his shirt. Will hid his face in his knees; he was so scared of what Norrington would do to him. When Norrington reached the bed, he threw his shirt aside and began unbuckling his pants. Will kept his face hidden, not wanting any part of this. After only seconds, a hand touched his face, pulling him up and forcefully pushing his body flat onto the bed. The Commodore then tied both of Will's hands and feet to the wood. Norrington began violating him even before he had time to think; his hands were immediately in Will's pants. He began resisting as best he could.

Will threw his body around as Norrington began to untie his pants, trying to keep the Commodore away from him.

"GET OFF ME! JUST GET OFF! I DON'T WANT THIS!..." He began to cry with frustration, his face streaked with the flood of tears. "...JACK! PLEASE, JACK!..." Will continued screaming.

Norrington pulled his gun out of the bedside table. He pointed it at Will. "If you do NOT keep your mouth shut, you say goodbye!"

Will promptly shut his mouth, but the tears kept flowing. He held back a whimper when the Commodore untied his legs and slid his pants off; it was all over. Will felt his feet being retied. Norrington was going to rape him, and Jack wouldn't love him anymore because he, Will, was just not good enough. He was often serious, not extremely romantic, and had never been in a serious relationship in his life (other than Elizabeth, of course). All he knew was that he felt something different for Jack than anyone else; the elated feeling, the falling feeling in the pit of his stomach, told him that he loved the pirate.

Will's body shut down and went numb. He was in shock; he didn't want to be dealing with this, so his body shut down all feelings. He lay there, in a dream state, wishing for it all to be over. The Commodore kept thrusting against him, but what was HE to do? He couldn't very well thrust the imbecile off the bed. Then, the worst happened.

Norrington had decided that his fantasy just wasn't working out; so, the oaf decided that pinning Will to a wall would be much more erotic. Will was untied, and then quickly pressed to the wall by the door. He could feel Norrington's mouth traveling his body. He was so scared.

Jack, as usual, had another plan. He hoped that the space between the bars was large enough to fit him through. Well, the best thing to do is try. So, the next moment, Jack found himself fitting his head through. So far, so good. Next, his torso slid through seamlessly. I knew I could get meself out! Then...

"OOOOWWWWW!" Jack hissed. His eyes began to water, and he swallowed to keep from screaming. "It figures that my booty would get stuck..."

Jack reached into his pockets and took out some coins, jewels, and an assortment of rings. Then, he tried again. He barely slid through, but he made it. And we are off! Jack turned around. But it's such a shame to leave all of that precious booty in there...so I'll just bring it with me! Jack reached in and scooped up the treasure, stuffing it in his pockets with some trouble. He quickly grabbed his sword from the sleeping guard (but was too distracted to obtain his other effects), and made his way up to the next deck.

Totally silent, he listened. He heard moaning behind the door to his right. He creeped over to it, put his hand on the doorknob, and thrust it open.

"AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!" A high-pitched scream resounded through the room. Pintel had Ragetti pinned to a wall and looked up from his preoccupation.

"OH!...so sorry, gents...heh, I always knew you two had somethin there!..." Jack looked at their expectant faces, and on his face dawned a look of realization. "Oh, right, of course...I'll just leave you to your...well, just MORE POWER TO YA!" Jack quickly shut the door; those two were simply weird. Not at all because of their relationship, or being gay. Those were the two normal things about them.

Jack stood there for a moment, listening intently. That was becoming rather difficult, however, with Pintel and Ragetti going at it behind door # 1. So, he moved on to the next door on the right. He put his ear up to the wood and listened. Faint noises were issuing from inside. Wary, Jack forced himself to open the door.

Wide-eyed and nose flared, Jack shut the door quickly. What was behind it, he will not allow to be written. Evidently, it was that scarring. Jack says that he will never be the same. He stood there, his face glued in the surprised/scared/amazed/scarred-for-life look. He stuck his tongue out like he was about to have a hairball. And he briefly considered gouging out his eyes.

Except, he told himself, Will needed his help.

Meanwhile...

Commodore Norrington traveled down Will's body until his mouth coincided with Will's member. Will kept himself from screaming, but he couldn't hold his emotions in any longer. A thunderstorm of tears showered his young face. He kept choking out huge sobs and let the tears careen down his face and body. What did it matter?

Nothing mattered anymore.

End Ch. 8

Sorry if it was too short! I'm doing the best I can!

Oh no! Not dear William!...maybe if I get lots of reviews, I'll update sooner... ;D (I'm not trying to be cruel to Will, I promise!)...