Hullo again! The time has come for you Orlando Bloom fans. I present to you…WILL TURNER! (Insane fangirls shriek) YES! On we go then!
CommandeeringRobin awoke the next morning to find Jack still attempting to pick the lock with the bone.
"How's it comin?" she asked, yawning. Jack paused in his work, turning to give her an exasperated glare with his tired bloodshot eyes before returning to work.
At that moment, they both heard footsteps descending the staircase across the hall. Jack left the bone in the lock quickly, sprawling himself on the floor casually just as a young man with sleek brown hair and eyes entered.
He had a small mustache and looked slightly dashing in Robin's opinion, dressed in a brown vest, white shirt, and brown breeches. Or maybe it was only because he was obviously not the guard and obviously able to get the keys from the mutt. The man approached the cell, sticking his face close to the bars.
"You! Sparrow!"
"Aye," said Jack raising his head off the floor to look at him. Robin rolled her eyes slightly at Jack's act. The man went on.
"You are familiar with the ship the Black Pearl?" he said. Jack lay back down, staring at the ceiling.
"I've 'eard of it."
"Where does it make berth?"
"Where does it make BERTH? 'Ave you not heard the stories?" asked Jack incredulously, sitting up. The man stared at him. Jack went on.
"Captain Barbossa and his crew of miscreants sail from the dreaded Isle de Muerta. Its an island that cannot be found except by those who already know where it is."
"The ships real enough, therefore its anchorage must be a real place WHERE IS IT?" said the man forcefully.
"Why ask me?" said Jack lightly, a tone of mockery to his voice.
"Because you're a pirate," said the man simply, as if that explained everything.
"And ye want to turn pirate yerself is that it?" said Jack, grinning. The man placed his face up to the bars defiantly.
Robin sat neutrally in the corner, watching them rally off lines, the man becoming more and more agitated as Jack teased him from safe inside the cage. Robin hoped the man would just rip the bars out to get at Jack and leave her to escape.
"Never," declared the man. Jack sat there examining his hand, waiting for the man to confess. The man looked away impatiently. "They took Miss Swann," he said in resignation. Jack brightened and sat up.
"OH! So it is that you found a girl. I see," he said, a contemplative look crossing his face. Robin glanced between them quickly in confusion.
"Hang on…have you met each other?" she asked. The man turned to her.
"I fought him in my shop," he said. Jack waved his hand dismissively.
"We're newly acquainted as of yesterday," he said lightly.
"Ah," said Robin. Jack turned back to the man and continued.
"Well, if you're intending to brave all, hasten to her rescue, and so win fair lady's heart…you're gonna have ta do it alone mate. I see no profit in it fer me."
"What's your next move, boy? Think hard now…" said Robin, her eyes flicking suggestively to the barred cell door, smiling.
"I can get you out of here," he said tantalizingly.
"Good suggestion!" said Robin, getting up.
"'Ows that, the keys run off," said Jack, nodding down the hall.
"Who cares? He can catch the mutt," said Robin, running to the bars and shaking them testily. The man examined the door.
"I help build these cells. These are half pin barrel hinges," he said, picking up a bench as Jack watched him curiously.
"…Well ain't that a coincidence?" she said, scratching her head.
"With the right leverage, and the proper application of strength, the door will lift free," the man continued, propping the bench against the door. Jack looked him over.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Will Turner," said the man. Jack sat up again.
"That'd be short for William I'd imagine. Good strong name. No doubt name fer yer father aye?" Will looked at him strangely.
"Yes," he said.
"Ooohh…good assumption," muttered Robin. Jack stood up.
"Uh huh…well Mr. Turner, I've changed me mind. If you spring me from this cell I swear on pain of death, I shall take you to the Black Pearl and your bonny lass. Do we have an accord?" he held his hand out through the bars. Will shook it. Robin clapped her hands.
"Good! Oh, can I come too?" she asked, holding her hands together as if in prayer. Jack looked at her, then back at Will, smiling innocently.
"This is our accord. Let's leave the lass 'ere, shall we?" he said.
"HEY!" yelled Robin. Will looked over at her curiously.
"Who're you?" he asked. Robin held out a hand through the bars.
"Name's Robin Turlo. His cellmate," she said, pointing her thumb at Jack, who stepped forward impatiently.
"Great, now that we're all acquainted, get us out," he said, gesturing at the door. Will Turner pried the door free and tossed it aside.
"Hurry, someone will have heard that," he said as Robin and Jack stepped out, Robin running and kissing the opposite wall, then sticking her tongue out in disgust.
"Not without my effects," said Jack, grabbing his load of stuff off of the coat hanger across the hall.
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The trio splashed through the water by the docks of Port Royal, hiding under a bridge as some guards ran along the dock ahead.
"We're going to steal a ship?" asked Will. Jack was staring at a huge fancy ship. Will followed his gaze and saw what he was staring at. "That ship?"
"Commandeer," Jack corrected pointing at the 'fastest ship in the Caribbean', the Interceptor. "We're gonna commandeer THAT ship. Naughtical term."
Jack turned to Will. "One question about your business, boy, or there's no use going. This girl, how far are you willing to go to save her?"
"I'd die for her," said Will instantly. Jack brightened.
"Oh good! No worries then," he said. Robin looked at him oddly. He then turned to her.
"How far are you willing to go to help us?" he asked suspiciously. She glanced at Will.
"I'd…die I guess," said Robin uneasily, secretly crossing her fingers behind her back.
"Wonderful," said Jack cheerily, turning back to the ships.
A minute later, they found themselves walking along the sea floor far from the surface with an overturned dinghy boat held over their heads.
"How do I get talked into these things?" asked Robin to no one in particular.
"This is either madness, or brilliance," said Will.
"It's remarkable how often those two traits coincide," said Jack. Will chose that moment to step in a crab trap. He couldn't get it off, so he just walked with it on.
When they arrived on the H.M.S. Dauntless, Jack stepped quickly down the wooden stairs onto the main deck, holding his pistol loosely in his hand.
"Everyone stay calm, we are taking over the ship," he yelled at the guards passively. They all looked up. Then brilliant-minded Will stepped forward brandishing his sword.
"AYE! AVAST!" he yelled. The guards all laughed. Robin slapped her forehead in humiliated exasperation. Jack shot Will an odd look. Will looked back at Jack, slowly putting down the sword. A guard spoke.
"This ship cannot be crewed by two men and a helpless lady," he said.
"Helpless my ass," said Robin angrily under her breath. "I'm not the one being threatened with a pistol…"
"You'll never make it out of the bay," he finished. Jack cocked his pistol and pointed it at the guard's head.
"Son, I'm Captain Jack Sparrow. Savvy?"
That was all that needed to be said.
The guards were loaded into a dinghy and set adrift as Jack, Will, and Robin started out of the bay. The other guards aboard the Interceptor had obviously noticed and were steering their ship towards the Dauntless, easily catching up with them. Will over up to Jack.
"Here they come," he said. Jack smirked. Robin stared at the approaching form of the Interceptor.
"So it begins," she mumbled.
When the Interceptor finally drew even with the Dauntless, her crew all swinging ruthlessly aboard the latter while three unnoticed figures swung over to the now empty Interceptor.
Will quickly cut the grapple ropes with a small hatchet and they were soon sailing the Interceptor towards the ocean, away from Port Royal and the Dauntless.
Those on board the large luxury liner quickly took notice of their ship's absence and were running to the lines, trying fruitlessly to swing across the water to the Interceptor.
Commodore Norrington, flustered and angry, quickly ordered for them to follow the Interceptor. But this was impossible to do, for, before they had abandoned the Dauntless, Jack had told them how to disable the rudder chain so that the guards could not steer the ship.
"Thank you Commodore, for getting us ready to make way! We'd have had a hard time with it by ourselves!" said Captain called from the Interceptor, tipping his hat to them. Robin had more…well…let us say, childish personality when victorious, therefore, she chose to stick her tongue out at the murderous-looking British naval men. The guards angrily fired at them, all shots missing. Soon, the Interceptor had made it out of the bay to the ocean.
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A few miles out, the threesome began to talk, having no other way to pass the time.
When I was a lad living in England, my mother raised me by herself. After she died, I came out here, looking for my father," said Will, sharpening his sword with a stone.
" Is that so?" said Jack dismissively, steering the ship. Robin glanced back to Will.
" My father, Will Turner. At the jail, it was only after you learned my name that you agreed to help. Since that's what I wanted, I didn't press the matter. I'm not a simpleton, Jack. You knew my father," said Will, standing and walking to stare into Jack's face. Robin blinked.
"Does everyone here know someone else the other one knows?" she asked.
"Do they, Jack?" asked Will.
" I knew 'im. Probably one the few who knew him as William Turner. Everyone else just called him Bootstrap or Bootstrap Bill," said Jack.
" Bootstrap?" said Will, confused.
" Good man. Good pirate. I swear you look just like him," said Jack, looking at Will with a convincing look on his face.
"Does he now?" asked Robin, looking at Will's face as well.
" It's not true. He was a merchant sailor. A good, respectable man who obeyed the law," said Will in denial.
" He was a bloody pirate, a scallywag," said Jack.
My father was not a pirate," said Will, taking out his sword threateningly.
"Will, put it away. There's no need to be fighting amongst ourselves when we're out here in the middle of the ocean," said Robin. Will reluctantly sheathed his sword and sat down once more, looking at Robin in interest.
"So how did you end up in jail as well as Jack?" he asked as a subject change.
"I fell through an interdimensional portal and landed in the middle of the street. Then Norrington framed me for piracy and kindly escorted me to prison," she said.
"You fell through a what, sorry?" asked Will, blinking.
"I'm from the future. Me and my mates were stealing this transporter thing from a company and we were caught. Then, all of a sudden, I tripped, lost consciousness, and here I am in the jolly Caribbean hundreds of years previously," she explained. "How did you and Jack meet?"
"He rescued my…as Jack would put it, bonny lass, Elizabeth Swann, from drowning. Then the Commodore found he was a pirate and had him sentenced to a hanging. But, right as Miss Swann was defending him, he threw the iron chains around her neck and held her hostage until he could escape. He hid in my blacksmith shop and tried to take the irons off when I came in. I wouldn't let him leave, so he fought me," said Will.
"Who won?" asked Robin.
"Jack cheated. He pulled a gun on me at the last minute," said Will accusingly.
"You failed to establish the rules," said Jack.
"No, you ignored the rules of engagement. In a fair fight I'd have killed you," said Will.
"Then that's not much incentive for me to fight fair, then, is it?" asked Jack. Suddenly he grabbed the wheel and swung it so a sail moved out over the ocean, the beam catching Will in the chest and bringing him with it, hanging on for dear life over the water. Jack casually pulled out his sword and swaggered over to the rail casually. "Now, as long as you're just hanging there, pay attention. The only rules that really matter are these – what a man can do and what a man can't do. For instance, you can accept that your father was a pirate and a good man or you can't. But pirate is in your blood, boy, so you'll have to square with that someday. Now, me, for example, I can let you drown but I can't bring this ship into Tortuga all by me onesy, savvy?"
"And I am…" said Robin.
"A woman. I need another man to help…protect you. So…" Jack swung the wheel again and Will was pulled by the beam over the deck, where he let go and fell onto the wooden floor, groaning. Jack pointed his sword at him. "Can you sail under the command of a pirate?" He flipped the sword so the handle was pointed at Will. "Or can you not?"
"Tortuga?" said Will.
"Tortuga," said Jack, smirking.
They split, Jack returning to the wheel and Will crawling back over to Robin.
He sat there a moment, regaining his breath and glancing at her.
"Robin!" he said suddenly. Robin looked at him.
"What?"
"Your arm!"
"What is it?"
"Its been shot twice, yet it does not bleed!" Robin looked at him oddly and then at her arm. Indeed there were two fresh bullet holes in it. Obviously she had not noticed them.
"Well, would ya look at that," she said lazily. Jack and Will stared at her in alarm. She looked up. "What?"
"There's no blood. Why is there no blood?" asked Jack in confusion. Robin slapped her forehead.
"Of course…you don't know…" she mumbled. "It's not bleeding because it's not a real arm."
Jack and Will's eyes widened further, now more shocked than confused. Robin sighed.
"Ok, a long time ago, before I started thieving, I was a cop. You know…a law enforcer. Anyway, so one time my squad was called out to a scene where a wanted criminal was trying to get away. He dropped a bomb and my arm was seriously injured. It broke at the elbow and my whole right forearm was paralyzed. They replaced it because otherwise I wouldn't have been able to ever use it again. It was replaced with a robotic arm and I cover it with fake skin," explained Robin.
Will continued to look confused while Jack grinned sarcastically.
"Oh. Well THAT explains everything!" he said, swaying a bit. Robin rolled her eyes at him.
"Why are you not still a…co…a…law enforcer?" asked Will interestedly. "Why would anyone give up a life of honor and glory for a lowdown thief's?" Jack looked a bit indignant. Robin swaggered over to Will in an imitation of Jack.
"That's for me to know and you to find out for yerself," she said, poking him in the ribs. Jack turned to her.
"What does yer robo'ic arm look like?" he asked. Robin winced.
"Do you really want to know?" she asked. Will and Jack nodded vigorously. In response, Robin stuck her fingers into the bullet holes and pealed the skin off. Will and Jack grabbed each other in shock and alarm, giving Robin horrified looks as she threw it over the side of the ship carelessly, holding up her silver metal arm. It started at her elbow and extended all the way to the tips of her fingers. Shiny silver bright metal of the future with bright blue glowing muscles wound in. Jack and Will stared at it.
"…That's too clean to be metal," said Will.
"Tha's no' right…" muttered Jack.
"I can't feel anything with it. I can manipulate it though," she said, twirling her wrist and suddenly shaking her arm. There was a clanking noise and the two bullets fell out.
Will and Jack kept staring at the arm in awe. Will moved over and touched it, recoiling almost at once. Jack took the hand and began examining it closely, mouth hanging open. He shook his head in disbelief.
Robin reached into her pocket and pulled out a small spray can. Pulling her arm back from the men, she sprayed rubbery false skin along it that looked and felt undeniably genuine. Her job finished, she replaced the can in her pocket and flexed her arm, popping the joints which made metallic clicks.
Jack winced, stood up, and returned to the helm. Will watched him move.
"What's the matter?" he asked.
"We're comin' up on Tortuga," said Jack, staring out at a spot of land in the distance.
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That was long. If you're reading this note, PLEASE read and review the stories under Billee Wisconsin's profile that I co-writ. We need reviews. If you're a Star Wars fan, read the Welcome to Earth series. If you like a load of movies and books mixed together in chaotic schooling, read Apocalypse School for the Gifted…which mainly focuses on Star Wars, but others might like it as well. PLEASEOHPLEASE!
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