Chapter Four
The sound of cannons firing made scared Bootstrap Bill Turner from his sleep. His pale blue eyes scanned the prison cell he was in. Why is the sou-
Bill jumped away from where he was immediately before he could finish his thoughts. He lowered himself to the ground and covered his face from the cannon ball that had been heading toward his cell. He picked himself up from the ground and coughed from the debris that was around him.
Once again, he looked around the cell but this time for a way to escape. A huge grin crept on his face as he saw the back wall of his prison cell and the door to his cell had been blown off.
Moving as quickly as he could, he ran through the door and grabbed his weapons. They had been hanging down from a hook not far from his cell. He then went back to his cell, escaping through the back way of his cells. He put his weapons back in there proper on him as he ran toward the water that was a few feet away from his cell. He jumped into the water and swam toward a large ship that was close to him. He then climbed the ladder to get up the ship.
As soon as he reached the deck, he was completely out of breath. Panting, he looked at the face of Captain Jack Sparrow and smiled at his friend. The captain smiled back. "Come on, Bill, let's go get Arabella," He said.
Bill looked at him and nodded. The two men had a mission to do, and they were going to complete it. No matter what it took!
I HATE- No I LOATHE- waterfalls! Bill thought as he made his way across the desert of Davy Jones' Locker by himself. Jack had stayed on the beach because Calypso said Bill had needed to find Arabella alone, once he got there. He looked at the map and sighed. He had a long way to go before he would be able to get to his wife.
Two hours later, Bill threw down the map that Calypso had given him. He would never be able to find Arabella. He would never be able to apologize for leaving her and Will to go pirating. He would never get to hold her or kiss her like he used to.
He slumped to the ground. He bent his knees, like he had done as a child, and pulled them to his chest. Tears filled his eyes and desperation filled his soul. He wished, once more like he had done for years, that he had not abandoned his family. He had missed his one and only child grow up. He did not even see his wife when she had died. He had been in love with the sea more at that time than he had been with Arabella. He had been such a foolish young man!
Mentally kicking himself, Bootstrap picked up the map then brushed the sand off his pants. Sitting down to cry, mope, and feel sorry for himself was not going to solve anything. It never had and never would. In fact, it typically made a situation worse. He coughed and walked forward. The place that Arabella was at was the land of fears. He going to need to be happy and brave if was going to be able to get her out.
Taking a deep breath, he marched forward.
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