"Bloody...Wizards?"

-Elizabeth Turner

A story of when Pirates meet Wizards

A/N: R & R please!

Chapter Thirteen: The Strangers (Elizabeth Swann)

BANG BANG BANG

Elizabeth quickly sat up and jumped in surprise when she saw Will in the bed next to her sound asleep. She'd forgotten about last night.

"Will!" yelled Jack as Elizabeth tried to find her undergarments. Just as she pulled them out from under the bed, Jack slowly opened the door, but nevertheless Elizabeth only had just enough time to hold her clothes up in front of her naked body.

Jack walked right in and grabbed Will's covers, but looked up at Elizabeth, "Why, Elizabeth…to what to I owe this…er…surprising pleasure?" he asked, letting go of the covers.

"It's not your pleasure, so to speak, but it looks as though you've had a bit of your own anyhow," she told him with a trembling voice as his eyes penetrated her. She felt as though he could see through her clothes and that she might as well have dropped them to the floor.

His scarf was askew and his kohl was smeared. His shirt was put on inside-out and his boots were on the wrong feet. Not to mention the completely content and dreamy expression he had on his face.

"Please; leave me in peace," she told him, trying to shift without exposing herself.

He took a swaggering step toward her and she took two trembling steps back which put her against the wall.

"Elizabeth," he quietly said, stretching a hand out to touch her face. The cabin was rather small, so it didn't take much distance at all for him to reach her.

"Don't touch me," she said with a threatening tone as she held her undergarments closer to her body.

He must've not heard her because he touched her face with his fingers. Her body tensed and her breath quickened, "Mr. Sparrow I…I really must protest…" she said, absolutely quivering. He was quite close now…then a movement behind him caught her eye.

Will was stirring and slowly sitting up.

"Please, don't…I'm sure you're just, er…drunk…" she lamely said. Of course he was drunk. He was always drunk.

She looked past Jack to Will with pleading eyes.

"What in the bloody hell is going on?" Will groggily asked.

Jack grinned lustfully as Elizabeth, then turned toward Will, "Nothing you care to hear about. I was just informing your wife-to-be that we're about to set sail and to let you know once you woke up. But now that you're awake, I can tell you myself and there'll be no need for miscommunication and mixed up words. Good day," he said, then walked backwards out of the room, shutting the door behind himself.

Will looked at Elizabeth, "What was all that about?" he asked.

Elizabeth hesitated, then turned around and slipped her undergarments on, then turned back to him, "Nothing. Just what he said," she told him, picking the suit up that she'd worn to Tortuga. She gasped when she saw it was torn to shreds.

Will propped his head up on his elbow, "Now who dyou suppose did that?" he asked with sincere curiosity.

She slowly lowered the red suit until it was just below her eyes.

"Jack Sparrow!" Elizabeth yelled as she came through the door onto the deck.

"Captain Jack Sparrow, please," he said from behind her.

She screamed with surprise and spun around, "What have you done to my clothes?" she angrily asked, brushing the bit of hair aside that had gone in front of her face.

"I didn't think it entirely proper for a woman; or a near woman as the case may be, to wear such attire. Therefore I took the liberty of having them made to where they were unwearable."

She glared at him, "It is not for you to say what I am to wear and what I'm not to wear," she said.

"Oh, I don't think you have to worry. If I got my way, you wouldn't be wearing anything," he said.

She was appalled. How could he be such a rude, unbearable, dirty scoundrel? She guessed he hadn't taken a bath in months and that, in its self, was disgusting. Not to mention his loss of teeth and those soon after. He didn't even bother to wash his hands before a meal. She was sure years of dirt and sea water were engrained into them.

She slapped him hard, then went back below deck to find Will.

"Did you find out what happened?" was his first question when he saw her.

"Jack didn't think it was 'appropriate attire' so he 'took the liberty of having them made to where they are unwearable'," she quoted, "So now I have to go around in my undergarments," she said, sitting next to him on the bed as he slipped a shirt on.

He put his arm around her tiny waste, "I'm sorry, Elizabeth. The next town we visit I'll buy you two dresses, okay?" he told her.

She knew he was only trying to help, but the fact was that it wasn't helping much at all, "It's alright, my father will look into buying me something once I get back. Commodore Norrington will let him know that I'm safe…"

"But you're not," he quietly said, pulling her closer to him.

"I'm safe so long as I'm with you," she said to reassure him as she grabbed his chin and gently made him look at her.

He only gave her a tired smile and stood up. She stood up with him and followed him up to the deck.

"Where are we going?" Will asked at strange looking man. He was rather tall and very gruff looking. He had a rotted-through, moth-eaten sailor's hat on and he reminded her horribly of the cursed pirates of the Black Pearl.

"Cortez's cave," he answered, his voice matching his physical appearance. It was rough and very low.

Will cleared his throat as if trying to rid himself of an uncomfortable feeling and looked everywhere except the man.

Elizabeth shook her hand from Will's and held it out for the man, "Hello, my name is Elizabeth; I'm Will's fiancée," she introduced herself.

He did a double take, "You did get yourself a beauty, son," he quietly said in awe as he took his pipe from between his lips and kissed her hand, "It's a pleasure to meet my future daughter-in-law," he said, his eyes absolutely sparkling with happiness.

Elizabeth had blushed at his comment, "Thank you, sir. It's also a pleasure to meet my future father-in-law," she said to cover the potential silence.

"How much further?" Will asked.

"I'm not sure," he said, checking his compass, then turning back to the wheel.

"Okay, here's the plan," Will said to both his father and Elizabeth, "My father and I will go after Barbosa along with most of the rest of the crew. I want you and Jack to stay here and keep the ship safe…"

Elizabeth's breath quickened again as she felt her eyes widen, "Why can't I go with you?" she asked, "I think it would be much better knowing I'm alright with you than…"

"No, I don't want…"

"I'm going with, I don't care what you say," she said, then turned on her heel and went below deck yet again.

She was extremely angry that Will didn't want her to go along with him on his quest. She yearned for more adventure after the year she'd spent locked up in her father's house. After the escapade she'd had the previous year, her father had tightened security around her at all times. There was a guard stationed just outside her door at all times, and there was also one stationed at the bottom of her window. She was accompanied by a guard at all times whenever she went out of the premises and a daily report of her actions was given detail to her father at the end of the day. She knew he was only doing it out of concern for her safety from herself, but it was a bit bothersome. Over the year he'd grown more lenient of the security the more he saw she hadn't tried to do anything stupid and finally, the day Jack had arrived, was the one day he decided to let her three personal guards retire for a few days…but only a few rooms down the hall. That was why she'd threatened to scream when she was with Jack.

The second she'd laid her head on the downy pillow, she was asleep. She hadn't gotten much rest the night before and she was sore in odd places. She decided she needed the real sleep and as she drifted off into peaceful dreams, a shadowy someone slipped through her cabin door into her room.

She awoke suddenly for the second time that day. She sat straight up, listening intently.

"Land ahoy!" yelled someone on deck.

She quickly scrambled around the room, gathering her belongings neatly into her luggage bag, which Commodore had so kindly brought over, and tried to find another article of clothing she could wear.

As she expected…she had been stupid thinking she didn't need anything but the uniform she'd stolen.

"Elizabeth!" Will came pounding down the stairs yelling her name.

"Yes, I'm over here," she yelled back, but not too loudly, "Where are we?" she asked.

"Cortez's cave, just like my father told you," he said, his eyes shining, "I'd ask you to stay behind, but I know how stubborn you are, so I won't bother. You, Jack and I are going into the cave…everyone else is staying behind and seeing to the ship just incase we have to make a quick escape.

"Are you sure Barbosa is here?" she asked, running her fingers quickly through her hair as Will basically drug her up the wooden stairs by her other hand.

"Yes, his ship is just on the other side of the cliff. It's called The Silhouette, but that's about all we found out…" he said.

Elizabeth's mind went back to the day she'd found Will floating in the Ocean. That's exactly what she'd told Commodore Norrington when she found the Medallion around his neck. She thought maybe he was lying to her, like she had lied to Norrington…but she didn't have long to ponder the thought because Will and Jack both were pulling her into the smaller boat.

"They don't know we're here," Jack bluntly began.

She stared at him in disbelief, "I should hope not," she told him.

Jack and Will rowed in silence until the gently hit the sodden sand at the edge of the water.

"Where are they?" Will asked once they crept up the bank and had full view of the cavern.

"Maybe they haven't gotten this far," said Jack in an almost curious tone.

They stepped out into the middle of the cave, looking around incase an ambush occurred. There was none.

What Elizabeth saw next convinced her she was dreaming. As she looked across the cavern, and so did the other two, three people, not much younger than herself and Will, appeared out of thin air.