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Chap. 5

As he walked along the streets of Tortuga, Jack Sparrow had a purposeful and confident stride. He was going to his favorite tavern, The Faithful Bride. Not only was it good for rum, but also for information. If one really tried, you could get loads of information about the goings-on in every part, which ship would make sail when, and so forth. But this time, Jack was looking for information about Will. He had been kidnapped, Jack was quite sure of that by now. There was no other logical explanation. Will had just disappeared without warning. That, and the fact that Will would never have been so careless with his blacksmithing tools. But who in the world would want to take Will? That question lingered in Jack's mind as he brushed past various figures in the doorway of The Faithful Bride. He quickly glanced around to just who was there. Ah...the man who ran the place might be of some help. Bellamy saw and heard everything. He had a keen memory and was always willing to provide information...for a cost. Jack would have to bargain. Jack swaggered over to the bar and sat down.

" 'ello, mate. Got any rum?" Jack always though one could think more clearly with rum. He'd get to the point eventually. It was always beneficial to start out slowly.

" o' course. Always got rum. 'ere, have some." Jack gladly accepted the rum. He took a swig.

"So, 'ow 'ave things been around here, mate? Business is good I trust."

Bellamy chuckled. " Of course. As always, business has been quite good lately. But I know you well enough, Jack Sparrow, to know that it wasn't just the rum that brought you into Tortuga this time. Every time you ask me if business has been good, you want something. Out with it."

Jack sighed. "You're right, as usual, mate. What I want is...information."

Bellamy grinned slyly. "Information."

Jack nodded in reply, a grin starting to make its way across his face, too. "Aye...information. I have the money right here, so start talkin'."

Jack slid the bag of money across the counter. Bellamy looked at it, pleased, and fingered the edge of it. "Well, Captain Sparrow, you have bought yourself quite a lot of information. Just what is it that you want to know?"

Jack spoke up. "I'm looking for knowledge of a certain lad named Will Turner. He seems to have...vanished."

Bellamy looked up form the bag thoughtfully. "Aye...it seems to me that I've heard that name before." As he placed the bag under the counter, he continued, "A few weeks ago, a couple of men cam in here and were talking closely. They were too absorbed in their conversation to notice that I was listening. Then again," he grinned to himself. "it is rather hard to tell when I'm listening. Anyhow, These two men were plotting a kidnapping, I think. They mentioned someone by the name of Will Turner. They said that their Captain wanted him for some sort of revenge."

Jack leaned forward. "And did you catch the captain's name?"

Bellamy nodded. "Aye, that I did. Corlona."

Jack sat back thoughtfully. "Corlona...where have I heard that name before?"

As he thought, Bellamy continued, "Don't know, mate. But I assume you don't want anyone to know where or when you got the information, as much as for your good as for mine?"

Jack nodded. Then, suddenly it struck him where he had heard that name before. 10 years ago. Right before the mutiny. He remembered. He had taken Corlona's key to the treasure of Isla Cortez. Then he stole away into the night, before Corlona woke up. Later he had heard about Corlona's desire for revenge. He had already heard about how Corlona was cruel and held grudges for long. But he hadn't thought about that when he stole the key. The key...

Jack shook his head and stood up. If he wanted to find Will, now was the time. If the rumors he had heard about Corlona years before were true, he didn't have much time. Will had to be found, and fast.

"I presume that was the information you were lookin' for?"

"Aye. Thanks, mate." Jack made a quick exit and went back to the Pearl to think. When he had made it safely inside his cabin, he sat down at his desk and put his head in his hands. He started to think back on when he had first heard of the treasure and sought out Corlona...yes, the treasure. That necklace was more that just a key to riches. Corlona knew that, but he didn't know exactly what else it was good for. Jack did. When linked with a matching bracelet, which was supposedly located in the treasure, it was supposed to bring extraordinary good luck to the bearer. Reportedly, it also gave the power of a...selective Midas touch. Anything they wished to be turned to gold. Only what they wanted, though. Nothing else. Corlona hadn't known this particular bit of information, but he knew that the necklace had been important. That was why he was so bent on revenge. And because he was extremely jealous and held grudges. Yes...If Will was to be rescued; they'd better do it soon.

XxX

The crew were all gathered on the deck of the Black Pearl. It had taken Jack a considerable amount of time to round them all up and get them back on the Pearl, but it had finally been accomplished. Jack addressed the crew.

"Alright then. We are setting out to fetch someone that you all know. William Turner Jr."

"Why in the blazes are we gettin' him?"

Jack turned toward Anamaria. "Because, darlin', he is currently in trouble and we need to bail him out. And, as your captain, I get to decide if we do it or not. And I say we do. Any more questions?"

Not a word was spoken. Jack pulled out his compass. He knew what he wanted, so it would be easy to get it to give him a heading. It quickly gave him what he was looking for.

"Alright then. Carry on. Make sail. You know this drill." He then took his place at then helm. They were going to get Will back, even if it killed them.

XxX

Will groaned as he laid in his cell. His body ached all over. Every day it was the same...more torture, more pain. He hoped that Jack wouldn't take the bait. Even, if Jack was a pirate, he was also a good man. He was also Will's closest friend, aside from his fiancée, Elizabeth Swann. Will wouldn't be able to stand watching Jack get killed. Oh, he wouldn't trust Jack with much, but when it came to serious matters, he'd trust Jack with his life, although he would never admit that to the pirate. Will glanced up with weary eyes as he heard a few more pirates enter. More torture, he supposed. And he wasn't wrong about that. What Will didn't know was that after this particular session, he'd be turned against his best friend.

Corlona walked down the stairs, a sinister smile plastered on his face. As he and the other two pirates came to Will's cell, the smile grew even wider. Turner's eyes were glazed over in pain, and he appeared to dread what was going to happen next. Good. He'd be easier to manipulate that way. With a quick move, he motioned the two pirates to get Turner. They quickly obliged and hauled him to his feet. They tied his hands to the doorway of the cell, as they had done many times before when hurting him. Corlona reached into his pocket and pulled out a golden-brown colored liquid in a small glass vial. He handed it to one of the two pirates accompanying him, who quickly forced it down Will's throat. Will began to feel light-headed and dizzy, as if he was floating.

Corlona stepped up close to Will's face and looked him directly in the eye.

"You still trust him with your life, don't you Turner? You would still trust Jack Sparrow."

Will tried to resist answering, but the truth serum had taken effect.

"Yes," he answered, slowly, his words slightly slurred.

Corlona smiled. Now came the best part...the part where he would get Turner to believe that Sparrow had killed the person most dear to him...

"Then I am assuming you have not heard of the raid on Port Royal that he conducted."

Will stared at him in shock. "What?"

Corlona smiled again. "Of course not. Well, I will tell you. Right after we got you, he conducted quite a raid. There was much much damage. I happened to acquire information that he had killed many people, including one that you know well."

Will, in his terrible state, could not think logically to find out Corlona's lies. "Who was killed?", he frantically asked as he tugged against his bonds.

Corlona smiled slightly at this. "Someone you know very well, indeed...someone that I happened to find out you were engaged to be married to."

Will stared at Corlona in horror. "Not Elizabeth!!"

Corlona nodded in mock sadness. "Yes, I believe that was her name."

"Noooooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Will struggled against his bonds even more, wrenching and twisting the ropes in every direction.

Corlona said slyly, "Of course, you will want to get revenge on him by killing him."

In Will's clouded mind, the words took shape in the form of an image of him driving a sword through Jack Sparrow for the killing of his fiancée. Slowly, he nodded. Tears started falling from his eyes as they started to fill with hatred for Jack Sparrow.

"I will kill him," he whispered hoarsely, fury and pain evident in his eyes.

Corlona stepped back, his goal achieved. He turned to the two pirates again and ordered them to throw Will back into the cell. They did, and as he and his henchmen walked away, Corlona smiled inwardly when he glanced back over his shoulder to look at Will. He turned away and kept walking, leaving a battered, hate-filled Will behind, drowning in the emotional pain that Corlona had now added.

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