AN/ Don't Own anything besides the plot
Summary Sequel to Curse of The Cutthroat Viking. Three years of being thought dead Will 'Blade' Turner returns to save his sister from marrying Bryant Antonio. With the cutthroat pirate Jolly Rodger reappearing. Trouble insures with Sparrow running from Davy Jones with a debt to pay. Au version of Dead Man's Chest.
Chapter 2
It was just on dawn when we arrived at Sunset Skull Cove. The Black Pearl was anchored on the Northern part of the shore. A longboat was lowered. Rodrigo, Donavon and myself rowed to shore.
Once ashore we dragged the longboat into cover of the jungle one part of the beach. The small hut that Fredriko had said was on the beach was where he said it would be. I looked further down the beach and smirked and shook my head.
Jack was asleep in a hammock tied between two trees. It was a few more hours before anyone left the hut. Donavon nudged me with his foot. I was leaning against the tree my tricorne hat pulled over my face in an attempt to get some sleep.
I got to my feet and looked through the thick foliage of the jungle. Rodrigo handed me the spyglass. I watched the confrontation between Jack and Kristy. Rodrigo tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to look out at the sea. Bugger that was the last thing I needed was that bastrad Prince Bryant Antonio and my mother.
"Captain what do we do, if Antonio finds out that your alive there no telling what he'll do "Donavon said nodding towards the longboats rowing to shore with naval maires from Casper Isle and St James.
I looked back to the beach. Jack had disappeared. Kristy was standing on the beach as the longboat reached the shoreline. Antonio got out of one of the longboats and walked towards Kristy.
My hand more then once went to my pistol. We stayed silent and waited for the marines to leave before. The Black Pearl was gone when we rowed back to the Viking. My father was waiting on the deck when I climbed up the ladder first.
"Will we have to get to the Wolf Maiden?" My father said jumping into the longboat. I followed suit and rowed out to the Wolf Maiden. My father and I climbed up the back of the ship up onto the helm. I grabbed one of the Casper Isle soldier by the neck.
There was a sickening crack as his neck broke. It was less messy then slitting their throats I guess.
We took the two uniforms from the soldiers and threw the bodies into the ocean. In our 'disguises' we made our way be low deck. I heard voices behind one of the cabins. I held pointed towards the hallway.
My mother walked past us hidden in the dark. More raised voices came from the cabin. My father went in first. I entered the room sword drawn intending on using on one person.
Antonio hit my father in the face before pushing Kristy hard enough into the wall she hit her head. Anger burned red hot through my veins. I shoved him away from Kristy. The shock was evident on both Antonio and my mother's face at seeing me alive.
I slammed my fist into his face. His nose shattered at the impact of my fist slamming into his face. Hot red blood spurted onto my fist. My mother tried to cast some spell on me but it didn't work.
Antonio was now back on his feet. I gave him a sharp right upper cut to the jaw. He was sent flying back as he hit his head on the wall. He slides down the wall to the floor unconscious.
I turned to walk out the door, followed by my father. Not a minute after we stepped onto the deck the alarm was raised that there were pirates aboard i.e. my self and Bootstrap. We made it to the helm without being spotted the longboat was still waiting for us.
I felt like a real prat in this uniform like I had in Port Royal at Sparrow's hanging. We made it back to the Viking without being spotted thankfully. I gave the order to set a course for Tortuga.
It was a week or so later when we arrived in Tortuga just after sunset. My father, Rodrigo, Donavon and myself went a shore looking for Sparrow and his crew.
The Faithful Bride it read on the sigh above the door. The place was almost packed to the rafters with drunks, wenches and pirates. The crew of the Black Pearl was scatted all over the tavern.
"Sparrow" I said standing behind him. Jack had his back to me you could see his back stiffen up at the sound of a dead man talking.
"Will I thought you where dead," Jack said turning around to face me. His face somewhat ghost white at seeing me alive after three years of believing I was died.
"I don't know how I survived I was captured by Antonio and held in his captive for a year before he sold me to the Spanish Navy, I spent six months a boarded that war galleon before she was hit by a bad storm smashed into the rocks. After that I woke up in Tia Dialma's shack. The next six months I spent recovering from my injuries. The last year I have been looking for Kristy. I found both her and you in China and Cuba" I said telling Jack all that had happened in the last three years to me.
"Cuba, I didn't see the Viking after we where living Cuba or China. Kristy is going to marry Antonio as she puts it to protect all of us," Jack said spitting out Antonio name like a poison.
"How is Elizabeth and my son" I asked Jack head shot up at me knowing I had child let alone a son.
"They were fine the last time I saw them that was about a nine months ago" Jack said passing me a bottle of rum." Her father is making her marry a man by the name Charles Edwards in a week's time" Jack said as I slammed the bottle of rum on to the table with a rather large thud.
"Then we need to come up with a plan to stop both weddings. I'll stop Elizabeth's and met you in Casper Isle the day of Kristy's wedding. And try not to get yourself captured by the Navy or East India Trading Company in the process Sparrow" I said getting to my feet and biding farewell to them.
I gave the crew three days shore leave to spend ashore. Repairs where made to the Viking and prevision where taken on. If we had good weather we would make Port Royal in three and a quarter days.
We made to Port Royal in three days it was just on dusk when we dropped anchor on the northern shore of Port Royal.
"Donavon take Rodrigo with you ashore and find out where the wedding is taking place if you find Elizabeth don't tell her I'm alive" I said as a longboat was lowered for them to row a shore.
I went back to my cabin.
Three months earlier
I was in Docktown on the other side of Port Royal taking on surplices and repairs after coming through four bad storms and a hurricane. I had wandered over to Port Royal side of the island.
I had seen her for the first time in two years and nine months since I had seen her last. I had been walking on the other side of the street.
She was more beautiful then I had seen her last. Her father was with her and another man I had not seen before.
I was distracted watching her I walked into a man. Making my excuses to the man I made my way back to Docktown
It was later on that evening when Donavon and Rodrigo bargained into my cabin without knocking I was cleaning my pistol when they walked into my cabin. I set down the pistol as they closed the door behind them.
"What did you find out?" I asked leaning back into my chair.
"The weddings taking place at Fort Charles tomorrow at noon" Donavon said, I had a plan forming in my mind.
"Capt.. What are you going to do? The place will be packed with naval marines and East India Trading Company marines as well," Rodrigo said leaning against the cabin wall.
"The ceremony will be held in the main courtyards," I asked looking over the maps and charts on the desk.
"Aye, and that means that battlements will be unattended." Donavon said starting to understand my plan.
"We will climb the to the top of the battlements and then we will crash the wedding" I said finishing explaining the plan to Donavon and Rodrigo.
It was hours later it was well past midnight the deck was mostly deserted the crew where below decks sleeping in their hammocks.
"Lower a longboat" I said to the member of the crew on night watch.
"Capt. The navy" He began but I was cut off by me. My expression hardened.
"Lower the bloody longboat" I growled at him. He jumped to attention and had the longboat lowered onto the water in a matter of minutes. I jumped down to the longboat and rowed ashore.
Making my way through the under brush. I looked up at the balcony that lead to her room. It was like my feet where moving at their own accord. I climbed over the railing of the balcony when I felt something cold against my throat. A sword it was.
"Turn around slowly" She ordered, I gulped and swallowing the lump in my throat slowly I turned around to face her after three years of being though dead to her. Even in the darkness of the night she recognised me.
The clatter as the sword dropped from her hand and landed on the floor. I didn't flinch as her hand slapped across my right cheek. I rub my now tender cheek.
"In all of Davy Jones's bloody locker was that for" I growled a rather large red mark was on my left cheek for where she had slapped me
"For making me believe you where dead for all these year you selfish bastrad" She yelled at me. Hold on a moment there I had done something like that but only to protect her and my son.
"I did that to protect you and our son." I growled back with a look in my eyes that Elizabeth had never seen before. My grip on her arms was iron fist like. The fear that I was going to hit her was evident in her eyes.
I released my grip on her and stepped back. The fear remained in her eyes, as she looked me over.
She walked towards me and placed a hand on my cheek. She noticed a scar on my right wrist it ran to the back of my hand. Pushing my sleeve upwards she looked at the anger red welt on my right arm that ran like snake up my arm to my shoulder.