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 7
Isla de Cágroño
We dropped anchor just off Isla de Cágroño not long after dawn. The Pearl dropped her anchor near the dock.
We rowed a shore. Though we where anchored not far off shore. William was still asleep when we pulled the long boat ashore. Henry helped Carina and Estella out of the longboat.
Phillip helped Syrena out of the longboat. He avoided eye contact with me as the second long boat was pulled ashore. Wordlessly we walked to distance from the docks to the house.
The two men guarding the front gates nodded to me as they moved aside letting us in the gates.
Syrena gripped Phillip's hand tightly in her own as they walked to the door of the old grand manor. Many men where in the yard armed to the teeth with all manor of weapons.
Estella and Carina stayed closed to Henry, Will and Elizabeth as two heavily armed men moved aside as they entered the old manor house.
"Bienvenue à la maison du capitaine Turner. C'est bon de te revoir sain et sauf" The housekeeper Ghislaine came forward. (Captain Turner welcome home. It's good to see you back safe)
"Ghislaine J'ai besoin de cinq pièces composées." I spoke in French. I felt nearly everyone's eyes on me, hearing me speak French. I was pretty fluent in three other languages besides French (Ghislaine I need five rooms made up.)
"Oh bien sûr capitaine" Ghislaine answered. (Oh course Captain)
Ghislaine turned on her heals barking orders in French to some of the other house staff to have the rooms made as fast possible.
"Since when did you speak French Whelp" Jack questioned.
"I picked it up in my travels." I shrugged.
Ghislaine came back five or so minutes later. The rooms had been made up. She showed Henry, Carina, Estella, Phillip and Syrena to their rooms.
I made my way up to my room with Elizabeth and William. I moved over to the side board. I pulled off my weaponry and over coat hanging them up. I left my knife on my belt. Removing my vest and shirt.
Bare chested. I poured the jug with water left into the basin of sorts.
No matter how many times Elizabeth saw the scars that now riddled Will's body. It still scared her how close she had come to losing him.
I dried off the water on my face and chest. I could feel Elizabeth's eyes on me. Her eyes found mine.
"Papa" William now awake held out his arm for me.
I took him from Elizabeth. William seemed fascinated with the amulet that I kept tied around my neck. The one Elizabeth had given me for my twenty first birthday. Various other trinkets and such hung off it. A set of teeth from a Great White Shark being some of them.
I shifted him onto my other hip as I moved out onto the large balcony that ran along side my room.
"I can see the Sea. Uncle Jack Jack ship. Pearl" William pointed down to the bay where the Pearl and Dutchmen where anchored.
I kissed the top of his head. I had missed out on the first eighteen months of his life. I made a silent vow to myself to make the bastards pay for taking me away from both William and Elizabeth for two years.
"Love Papa" William threw his arms around my neck.
"I love you too Matey" I replied.
Several Hours later.
I knocked Henry's sword from his grasp once again. Henry it seemed was natural swordsmen.
"Keep your guard up" I advised picking up Henry's sword handing it back to him.
"Now attack me" Henry advanced. I deflected his strikes. I parried another strike. I hit him in the face with pommel of my sword" The blade isn't only part of a sword"
Henry wiped the blood from his mouth where the pommel of my sword had struck him. He took up his guard once again.
I advanced this time. Henry parried slightly better this time but his footwork was off. I knocked his sword from his grasp again. When he went to pick it up I struck him in the stomach with my boot.
"There are no rule when it comes to fighting. It's kill or be killed. Your opposition is only thinking one thing ways to kill you."I extend my hand helping Henry to his feet.
Elizabeth stood watching Will taught Henry how to properly protect himself. Henry was learning slowly. Will was a patient teacher. Well he had been with her. He was a little harder and harsher on Henry.
His tanned and scar kissed skin glistened in the early afternoon sun. Jack, Barbossa and Bootstrap sat watching as well a bottle or two of rum between them as Henry and Will sparred in front of them.
Elizabeth glanced beside her as Phillip came to stand beside her. Phillip hadn't spoke to neither her nor Will since the day Will had sunk the Pirate Hunter Ship. For the rest of the voyage to Isla de Cágroño he and Syrena kept to themselves.
"Watch your footwork" Will advised Henry as they started to spar again
"If you have something to say Phillip say it" Elizabeth turned to her cousin.
"He is very different from the man you wrote in your letters" Phillip finally spoke.
"There is no way Will that will ever be the same man he was before that night Phillip. They tortured him before trying to kill him. Neither you nor I can ever comprehend the hell he lived through."Elizabeth argued.
"That may be. I still can't comprehend why he sunk that ship with those men locked in the brig and her captain tied to the mast"
"Will did what he had to protect William and I. You may not agree with it. Will is a good man even though you may not see that. I still see the man I fell in love with. Yes he's different then the Will Turner I wrote about. But he is still there.
I though he was lost to me. I lived with that hell everyday for two years. Now I have him back. I won't let anyone come between us again" Elizabeth turned her eyes back to Will. William was now in his father's arms.
Phillip let Elizabeth's words sink in. He was judging Will before really knowing him. Now as he stood watching William with his father. One thing was apparent. There was nothing more Will Turner loved more then William and Elizabeth.
Port Royal. 1730
It was a bleek morning when the HMS Endeavour dropped anchor in Port Royal. Weatherby wasn't prepared for the sight that greeted him at the docks. It had been a week since the attack on Port Royal.
Many of the building in and around the harbour had been badly damaged. Fort Charles had sustained heavy damage from the both Pearl and Flying Dutchmen.
Weatherby and Lord Cutler Beckett found their way to Fort Charles. Workmen where at work repairing the damage to the Fort.
"Where is Commodore Norrington" Weatherby questioned at young Marine.
"He's in his office with Admiral King, Lieutenant Gillette, Captain Kingstrope" The Marine Replied.
"There's been unconfirmed reports one of the ships was the Black Pearl" Weatherby heard James mentioned to Walter as they entered the Commodore's office.
"Governor Swann, Lord Beckett" Norrington nodded to the shorter man beside Weatherby.
"James what on earth happened" Weatherby asked.
"Pirate Attack Sir" James answered grimly.
"And why are you here still. And not perusing them Commodore" Beckett spoke this time.
"Our Ships and Black Powered stores where sabotaged the night of the attack. There are unaccounted witness statements that one of the Ship was the Black Pearl. Though no one saw Sparrow. "Norrington explained.
"What of my daughter, grandson and nephew are they safe and unharmed"
"Unfortunately sir. They where kidnapped along with Estella Elizabeth's maid, Mr Henry Turner and a Miss Carina Smyth.
Horace Winchester was found murdered in his office. He was shot and his office was ransacked. Whoever killed him left a message written on the wall of his office in blood.
It said. He is just the first I will find you. Don't think I want find you bastard. Blackheart" Weatherby felt his blood run cold at message written in blood. Turner had been in Port Royal. How close was he to discovering the truth.
"How soon do you plan to pursue these pirates Commodore" Beckett spoke first
"In a week or so. The ships still need to be repaired."
"I might have an idea what the second ship was. The Flying Dutchmen. And her captain. I saw him leaving Winchester's office Will Turner" Murtogg spoke up.
"Had you been drinking that night Mr Murtogg. Will Turner is dead. He died two years ago when the ship he was on sank during a storm off the American cost. And the Flying Dutchmen is a ghost story.
No such ship exists."Norrington dismissed at first
The Governor was acting a little strange. Norrington at first though it was down to the news of Elizabeth, Young William, and his nephews kidnapping.
James hadn't failed to notice the look of terror at the news that Will Turner could possible be alive Or that he was this Black Heart fellow. Something wasn't right.
James had always had the highest of respect for Will Turner. He had stepped aside to allow Elizabeth be with one she truly loved. James knew deep down she never would love him. Her heart would always belong to Will Turner.
If he hadn't he never would have meet this wife Amelia. Nor would he have his daughter. The apple of his eye. Rachel. Ironically it had been Elizabeth of all people whom had introduced the pair.
He and Amelia had been courting for only a few months when word came. Will had died at sea. Elizabeth understandable had been heartbroken. Six weeks after word came. There had been nasty gossip going about the Will had abandoned Elizabeth leaving her with child faked his death. Taking up with Sparrow.
James immediately dismissed them as nothing but forgive his language bullshit. The Will Turner he knew had loved and adored Elizabeth.
He would never willing abandon nor would he do something as cruel as faking his own death. In simple terms Will would never do anything like that to Elizabeth.
Had the sinking of ship Will had been on. Not been an accident. And how was the Governor involved. James prayed he was wrong in his thinking the Governor Swann had something to do with Will's death two years ago. But why would he want Will dead. It made no sense.