The Prophecy [Book 1] {POTC} (Jack Sparrow)

Five

Will woke up with a massive headache. He stood on his feet and looked at the horizon. He saw the pirates take Elizabeth and Thalassa. He rubbed the back of his head and looked around at the town's destruction. Then he spotted the newly appointed commodore and rushed to him.

"They've taken her. They've taken Elizabeth!" He said. "And Nessa, my sister!"

The commodore knew very well that the girls he was trapped in a love triangle with were taken by the pirates. "Mr. Murtogg, remove this man."

"We have to hunt them down. We have to save the girls!" Will shouted.

"And where do you propose we start?" Governor Swann asked. He was stressed and full of worry for his daughter. "If you have any information concerning my daughter, share it!" The soldier took Will's arms and attempted to move him but he planted his feet on the cobblestone and refused.

"My sister was taken too. You cannot dismiss me!" The governor had never seen Will this angry before. He waved his hand and dismissed the soldiers. Will nodded with gratitude.

"I am sorry about your beloved sister, Thalassa," the governor said. "This entire thing has us all angry and-and stressed."

"Is there anyone who might have even the slightest clue?" Will asked.

"That Jack Sparrow," a soldier spoke up, "he talked about the Black Pearl."

Will turned to the commodore who was studying a map on the table in the center of the group. "Ask him where it is. Make a deal with him. He could lead us to it," said Will.

"No," Norrington said with a sigh. "The pirates who invaded this fort left Sparrow in his cell. Ergo, they were not his allies. Governor, we will establish their most likely course-"

Will slammed his blade into the table, interrupting Norrington. "That's not good enough!" He shouted.

"Mr. Turner, you are not a military man, you are not a sailor." Norrington calmly removed the blade. "You are a blacksmith and this is not the moment for rash actions. Do not make the mistake of thinking you are the only man here who cares for Elizabeth," Norrington said.

"And my sister," Will said through his teeth.

"And your sister," Norrington replied. He loved them both, and he was determined to bring them both home safely.

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Will wasn't going to just wait for the commodore to do anything, he was going to find them himself. He marched into the port's jail and to the only cell that was closed. "You. Sparrow."

"Aye," Jack replied.

"You are familiar with the Black Pearl?"

"I've heard of it."

"Where does it make berth?" Will asked.

"Where does it make berth? Have you not heard the stories? Captain Barbossa and his crew of miscreants sail from the dreaded Isla de Muerta. It's an island that cannot be found, except by those who already know where it is. But my question is why ask me?" Answered Jack.

"Because you're a pirate," Will replied.

"And you want to turn pirate yourself, is that it?"

Will grabbed the iron bars. "Never." He looked at the filthy pirate and his glare softened. "They took Miss Swann."

"So it is that you've found a girl!" Jack laughed. "I see. You know it's interesting because I also have met a very interesting girl....as it were."

Will frowned at Jack. "You?" He laughed, "Right."

"Oh yes, it wasn't until during our little sword fight that I realized you may know her. She's got blonde hair and very unique eyes. They remind me of the sea, those eyes," Jack explained. Will though he knew this description but he kept calm. Jack smirked at Will and examined his nails. "Goes by the Greek name Thalassa."

Will grabbed the iron bars with anger once again. "You filthy pirate!" He shouted at him all while Jack laughed. "Thalassa is my adopted sister and she is on the Black Pearl as well. If you could just cooperate!"

He calmed down and examined the cell door. "I can get you out of here."

"How's that? The keys run out."

"I helped build these cells. These are half-pin barrel hinges. With the right leverage and the proper application of strength, the door will lift free." He propped a bench on the bars and was ready to lift the cell door up and open.

"What is your name?" Jack asked him.

"Will Turner," he answered.

"Turner you say," Jack chuckled. "That would be short for William, I imagine. Good strong name. No doubt named after your father, eh?"

"Yes," Will hesitantly answered. He remembered his father but not quite who he was or what had happened that night. Only a few small memories from when he was a lad and his family name.

"Well, Mr. Turner, I've changed me mind. If you spring me from this cell, I swear, on pain and death, I shall take you to the Black Pearl and your lass," Jack said with a smirk.

"Do we have an accord?"

Will shook the pirate's hand.