The Son Of Captain Jack Sparrow (An OC X Pirates Of The Caribbean Harem Story)

Chapter 12: A Warning From The Depths

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Port Royal could be seen, while not the best weather was present. Sky black with clouds, rain sheets down, palm trees bend sideways. Chairs are scattered, disorderly.

An altar has been set up, preparations for a wedding. A parasol blows past.

Elizabeth Swann, in a drenched wedding dress, slumps down onto the grass, on her face, tears mixing with the rain. Royal Navy ships are anchored in a line across the bay, including the H.M.S. Endeavor.

At the shore, a white-suited man by the name of Lord Cutlet Beckett, sits astride a horse, on a longboat coming to shore. At his side is his clerk, Mercer.

In the Chapel, the rain hammers down as the wind blows. Elizabeth is seemingly oblivious to it. In the town, Longboats reach the docks, soldiers disembark before they march through the streets.

Soldiers batter down the door of the Blacksmith's shop and rush inside. Back at the Chapel, Beckett strides out onto the grounds. Behind him, the Company soldiers come in in a two-line formation.

Will Turner, in manacles and chains, half-walks, and so is half shoved forward. Elizabeth sees him and runs past Beckett and into the chapel. A soldier tries to stop her, but she pushes his arm away with a glare before she embraces Will.

Elizabeth: Will! Why is this happening?

Will: I don't know....you look beautiful.

Elizabeth smiles at the incongruity of the statement to the situation, and her own first thought.

Elizabeth: It's bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding.

Swann pushes his way through the crowd and soldiers. A quick, shocked appraisal of the scene, addresses the soldier who seems to be in charge.

Mr Swann: Make way! Let me through! How dare you! Stand your men down at once. Do you hear me?

Beckett: Governor Weatherby Swann, it's been too long.

Mr Swann: Cutler Beckett?

Beckett: It's Lord now, actually.

Mr Swann: Lord or not, you have no reason and no authority to arrest this man.

Beckett: In fact, I do. Mr. Mercer? The warrant for the arrest of one William Turner.

Swann: [Looks At The Warrant] This warrant is for Elizabeth Swann.

Beckett: Oh, is it? That's annoying. My mistake. Arrest her.

Soldiers grab Elizabeth, and whatever struggles she and Will can put up is easily overwhelmed by sheer numbers.

Elizabeth: On what charges?

Will: No!

Beckett: Aha. Here's the one for William Turner. And I have another one for a Mr James Norrington. Is he present?

Elizabeth: What are the charges?

Swann: Commodore Norrington resigned his commission some months ago.

Beckett: That wasn't the answer to the question I asked.

Will: Lord Beckett. In the category of questions not answered...

Elizabeth: We are under the jurisdiction of the king's governor of Port Royal and you will tell us what we are charged with.

Swann: The charge is conspiring to set free a man convicted of crimes against the Crown and Empire and condemned to death, for which the...