Author's Note: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean or any of its characters. I only own the plot to the story and a few characters which are my own.
Summary: DMC Au. A year after helping Jack escape the Hangman's noose. Will Turner is presumed dead after his ships sinks during a storm traviling home from America
Chapter 4
Flying Dutchmen.
"Is that wise Miss Swann. Crossing Blades with a Pirate"
Elizabeth eyes widen in shock at the voice that spoke from the man with his back to her. It couldn't be. Will was dead. Elizabeth dropped the pistol in shock when he turned to face her.
It was indeed William Turner. A very alive Will at that.
"It can't be. Your dead" Elizabeth walked backwards in shock at seeing me alive.
"I'm very much alive my love" I chuckled as I took a step forward.
With ever stepped I took forward. Elizabeth would move further away not wanting to believe I was alive and here with her,
Elizabeth jumped when she back herself against organ. It groaned loudly when her backside hit the keys,
Her shock at seeing me alive quickly turned to anger.
"You bastard. You let me believe your where dead."Elizabeth yelled stalking over to me. I reared back as her hand slapped me hard enough it would leave a mark
"I guess I deserve that"
"You deserve a hell of a lot more than that William Turner. You let me think you where dead. For Two Years" Elizabeth eyes where a blaze with anger.
"I didn't have a choice in the matter. I was sick with fever and my injuries for a year"
"You could have come back after. Why wait another year. Attacking Port Royal as well" It wasn't the first time we had argued.
"I was looking for the men who tried to kill me that night"
"What men. The ship went down in a storm" Elizabeth questioned.
"It wasn't a storm that sunk the ship. Two ships attacked us in the middle of night." I left out the part where they had tortured me before stabbing me in the heart.
"Pirates"
"Not Pirates. Privateers in employment of the East India Trading Company. Someone paid them to kill me and write up charges to justify it. I have spent the last twelve months trying to find those responsible for this." I clarified
Elizabeth's eyes seemed to soften after that. Her eyes fell to the nasty scar above my heart visible through the opened collar of my shirt.
"How did you survive"
"A ship found me. Half dead. Her Captain Davy Jones took me to his wife. They spent the next year nursing me back to health. I was in a bad way for long time. I was always coming back for you" Elizabeth ran her fingers along the scar above my heart.
Down below decks. Phillip was pacing back and forth about the cabin he and Syrena where in. They had been separated from William, Estella, Carina and Henry. Elizabeth had been dragged to the Captain's cabin.
Lord knows what was happening to her up there.
Phillip had tensed at the sound of raised voices coming from above deck. Phillip could make out Elizabeth's voice. The other he didn't know.
"It will be alright Phillip"
"Will it Syrena. We've been kidnapped by Pirates. Lord knows what is happening to Elizabeth at the hands of the Captain of this ship. I have no clue where William, Estella, Henry nor Carina is. Or if they are still alive" Phillip stood pacing.
"We must have faith Phillip"
"Faith. These men are not men of god. They are the devil in the form of men. They Rape, Murder and Steal for a living. We may pray to the Lord to protect us. But I fear not even God can protect us from them" Phillip shoulders sank.
In the other cabin. Henry, Carina, Estella and William where having similar thoughts. Henry was think of a way to escape. Even if they did mange to Escape the cabin and make up to the deck. How would they escape.
"Where's mama" William looked up at his Uncle.
"I don't know William. I'm sure she's safe" Henry hoped to god he was right.
Up at the helm. Bootstrap stood at the wheel of the Dutchmen. Barbossa stood near the railing.
"Poppets still as feisty as ever" Ragetti commented as he tied some rigging down.
"She's ever killed him or their making up"
"Has she always been such a handful" Bill asked.
"Aye she still is"I spoke from the steps leading up to the helm. Elizabeth standing behind me.
Barbossa. You mind taking the helm. Mr Turner and I have some business below deck" Barbossa wordless took the wheel from my father.
The three of us headed below.
"What are we going to do now Will" Father asked as we headed down below decks.
"The Navy can't follow us. We'll head to Isla de Cágroño. We plan what will happen after that."I replied.
We came to a stop at one of the two guarded cabins below deck.
I nodded to two crewmen to let Elizabeth passed.
"Elizabeth" Syrena cried as Elizabeth stepped into the cabin.
"You alright they haven't hurt you at all" Phillip questioned as he came forward to hug Elizabeth.
"I'm fine Phillip" Phillip glared at the men standing behind Elizabeth. Particularly the younger man.
Henry heard the pirates guarding their cabin leaving. He move over to the door. Peaking out of the door checking to see if coast was clear to make an escape an attempt.
"Quickly they've gone we can try to escape"
"And go where Henry. We're way out to sea now. What of William he just a boy I doubt he can swim."Carina argued against Henry hair brained scheme.
"We have to at least try."Henry argued back.
Henry grabbed whatever he could use as a weapon as the cabin door opened. Finding nothing to arm himself with. Henry placed himself between the door and Carina, William and Estella.
"Don't come a step further."
"Or you'll do what" I smirked a I entered the cabin. Before me stood my grown up baby brother.
"William" Estella whispered in disbelief.
"No Stelly I'm William"
"That's my name too William" I moved around Henry and knelt down to William's level.
"Papa" William threw his arms around my neck, I stood to my full height hugging my son closed to me.
Henry eyes widen at the realisation I was his brother. He had spent the last three years looking for me.
Port Royal. 1730
Dawn brought to the light the full scale of the damage down to Port Royal. From the Pirate attack last night. The damage was widely spread. The most concerning matter was the murder of Horace Winchester.
Governor Swann's Daughter, Nephew, Grandson and three other people had been kidnapped last night.
They where unable to pursue the Pirates. The ships had sabotaged. Their black powered stores destroyed
The ships would take fortnight to repair.
Flying Dutchmen.
Henry Turner leaned against the railing of the Flying Dutchmen watching the waves crash into the side of ship. Last night he had reunited with both his father and older brother.
They where both Pirates. Mother had always said father was sailor. But how many more lies had he been told growing up.
"Henry are you alright" Carina asked standing beside him.
"I'm alright it just a lot to take in."Henry glanced at her briefly before staring back out to sea.
Phillip stood not far away eyeing the father of his cousin's son. William Turner. Was nothing like Phillip had imagined. He was a Pirate and good man despite being a pirate.
Elizabeth had seemed happier since reuniting with Will. Phillip didn't know what to make of him.
William it seemed was born with sea legs. He had taken to be aboard a ship better anyone had hoped. William was rarely apart from his father, mother or grandfather.
William had made friends with Jack the monkey. He and the monkey where racing across the deck. The monkey perched himself on William's shoulder.
I smiled watching the pair from the helm of the Dutchmen. Elizabeth and I hadn't a moment alone to ourselves. William had stayed glued to my side most of last night.
I could feel a pair of eyes on me. Glancing down to the deck. It was Henry's friend Carina watching me. Henry hadn't taken the news of father and I being Pirates well.
A conversation Jack and I had that day on the Interceptor came to mind.
"The only rules that matter are these. What a man can do, what a man can't do. You can accept you father was a pirate and good man or you can't. But Pirates in your bloody boy. Your going have square with that with yourself someday"
It seemed Henry couldn't accept there was Piracy in our bloods. That was something he would have to do himself. Teaching how to handle a sword that I could do.