Authors Note: Well by popular demand I finally updated, mind you, I need to continue editing after a certain point oO So yeah! I completely forgot about this story! But yes! In recent developments of the new movie, I will be starting a sequel after this story ends, so be prepared for more antics of Sireena's! Make sure to review!

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Will thought over what the girl had said to him, never afraid? He found that hard to believe. She was certainly a funny one, but for someone to not fear at all, that is indeed a great feat. 'She certainly seemed scared of whatever lay down here.' He thought, a smirk pulling at the corners of his mouth.

He approached Jack Sparrows cell cautiously, his eyes hard and serious. He couldn't trust his pirate, so he knew not to let his guard down. "You. Sparrow!"

Jack looked up from his spot on the ground and a feeling of dread entered into his soul. What did this whelp want? He was blissfully miserable until he arrived, perhaps he'd come to dampen his spirits some more.

"Aye." He replied dully, raising his head up off the ground to look at him.

"You are familiar with that ship- the Black Pearl?"

So the whelp wanted to discuss the Pearl. Interesting…

"I've heard of it." He'd make it sound as though he weren't to interested, he just hoped that he didn't delay whatever he had to say, he had a busy day of being imprisoned a-head of him.

"Where does it make berth?"

Why would this whelp want to know where the Pearl berthed, this was very intriguing. But he wouldn't let on that he was curious…he'd play dumb that's what he'd do…

"Where does it make berth? Have you not heard the stories? Captain Barbossa and his crew of miscreants sail from the dreaded Isla de Muerta. It's an island that cannot be found except by those who already know where it is." He stood up and walked over to the cells bars, looking him in the face a smirk on his features.

Will almost doubled over at the odour of rum on the pirate's person but he tried to not let it interfere with his composure. "The ship's real enough. Therefore it's anchorage must be a real place. Where is it?"

This boy was very demanding…

Jack sighed and studied his nails, trying to look bored. "Why ask me?" he asked offhandedly, without much interest.

"Because you're a pirate."

Generalizing now! Well…

Jack stopped studying his nails and looked up at him a grin on his face as he looked into his eyes, "And you want to turn pirate yourself? Is that it?"

"Never! They took Miss Swann."

"Oh so it is that you've found a girl. I see. Well if you're intending to brave all, hasten to her rescue and so win fair lady's heart you'll have to do it alone mate. I see no profit in it for me." He raised one sceptical eyebrow and a smirk soon reformed itself. Where was the other girl? Surely he didn't leave her out there alone…

"I can get you out of here."

Now he was talking his language, but how did he expect to do it when a mangy dog had the keys? "How's that? The key's run off."

"I helped build these cells." Will placed his hands on the cool metal iron a calculating expression upon his face, "These are half pin barrel hinges." He turned around and picked up a bench before placing it at the bottom of the cell door, "With the right leverage and the proper application of strength…" and he adjusted it to the proper angle, "The door will lift free."

Jack's brow furrowed as he looked at him, he did seem familiar…

"What's your name?" he asked, raising both his eyebrows in question.

"Will Turner."

Ah! Now he knew! He was the son of old Bootstrap!

"That will be short for William I imagine. Good strong name. No doubt named for your father eh?"

"Yes."

He obviously doesn't remember his father, or he didn't know his true profession, well he may as well help the boy. His identity could come in very handy at some stage….

"Uh-huh. Well Mr. Turner I've changed me mind. If you spring me from this cell I swear on the pain of death I shall take you to the Black Pearl and your bonny lass." He put his arm through the gaps of the cell door a broad grin on his face, "Do we have an accord?"

Will looked apprehensive but he gripped the pirates hand tightly, "Agreed." And they both shook hands, Will only hoped he wasn't making a mistake.

"Agreed." Jack replied before standing back and raising his arms above his head, "Get me out."

Will lifted the door free and he cringed as it crashed to the ground, "Hurry. Someone will have heard that."

Jack smiled a thank you and emerged from the cell, relief written over his features. He looked towards the nail were his personal effects were hanging and he sighed happily, "Not without my effects."

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Sireena grumbled and groaned as she followed the two men. After Will had sprung Jack free, the pirate had unceremoniously awoken her from a very pleasant dream. 'Stupid damn pirate.' She thought dryly as she followed them into a small alcove beneath a bridge facing the ships of the Royal Navy. "What are we here for?" she enquired suspiciously, she had a feeling it wasn't anything good. But when Jack didn't reply she gulped and looked out towards the docks. Before them was a great ship, 'Shit.' She thought, 'We're going to be stealing a ship.'

Will also seemed to have realized what exactly was on the agenda. Perhaps this pirate was as mad as what he thought he was. "We're going to steal the ship?" and he pointed to the grand ship Sireena was silently marvelling over, "That ship?"

Jack sighed and placed his hands out as if imploring the whelp, "Commandeer. We're going to commandeer that ship. Nautical term." He smiled and Sireena thought it was more of a leer, she had a feeling she wasn't going to like sailing with this pirate. "One question about our business and there's no use going." He paused thinking of his next sentence and a cruel smirk appeared on his face, "This girl how far are you willing to go to save her?"

Clearly he meant this Elizabeth woman.

"I'd die for her." he said with sincere conviction causing Sireena to choke, Will was a complete mental case! She'd never risk her life to save another, but then again she was incredibly self- centred.

"Oh good no worries then!" Jack replied, brushing it off as though Will's life didn't really matter. Sireena just stared blankly at him, remaining silent. 'I'm going to sail to my death I can see it now.'