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Pirates of the Caribbean.
By: Captain Signy Mallory.
Rating: NC-17
Warning: Noncon slightly, confusion, and SLASH
Summary: Along time ago when you reached a certain stage in rank you were allowed to have one thing that could never be taken away form you. Well what if Norrington wanted Will Turner? Everyone wants Will Turner, even Jack Sparrow. Oh and m/m relationships are allowed.
CHAPTER ONE.
I want him!
"I have your order Sir." Will Turner had the blue box under his arm. It was his pride after all. He placed the box gently on the table as he opened it. The Governor took it from the box and unsheathed the sword. Will wanted to cringe as it was held too harshly. "The blade is folded steal. That is gold filigree in the handle." The other man didn’t seem to mind how much effort was put into this sword or that it was truly his finest piece of work. "May I?" He took it back and balanced it. "It is perfectly balanced, the handle is the exact width of the twang." He showed off with at spin in the air beside him as he was forced to return the sword.
"Excellent. The Commodore will be very pleased with this." Will replaced it religiously back in its box. "Please pass my compliments onto your master."
He looked up slowly. "I shall, a craftsman always likes to hear when their work is appreciated." It was then that he heard the ever soft footsteps of Elizabeth Swann. The one he ever knew passion for.
"Ah, there you are Elizabeth." Her father said with pride in his voice.
"Will!" She briefly touched her covered breasts before she was by his side. "I had a dream of you last night."
‘She dreamt of me?’ He was too blessed with his fortune that he did not listen to her father speak. "About me?" He had to be sure. There was a small laugh in his voice to throw off any feelings that if it turned out to be false no one would know is heart ache.
"Of the day we meet, do you remember?" She smiled and ignored her father as she leant forward.
"Of course Miss Swann, How could I forget?" She sighed at him.
"How many times must I ask you to call me Elizabeth, Will. We after are almost siblings." His heart sunk. She wanted to be his sister, as she always had thought they were.
"At least once more Miss Swann, as always." He received a smile from her father for that comment.
"We must be going Elizabeth. Will you did receive an invitation didn’t you?" Governor Swann asked softly.
"Yes sir, however I had not meant to attend. I will fear out of place there."
"No Will you must come. And I noticed you are to sit by me." Elizabeth started to pull him out side by his wrist. "Father Will would never make it on time if he walked. I insist that he rides with us." Her father had nothing to say to this and allowed it.
Both the Governor and Elizabeth knew that it was mandatory that Will is there. The Commodore demanded that William Turner had to be there sitting next to Elizabeth. The carriage ride was short, but Elizabeth seemed to find conversation in the sword.
"It must be lovely. Will did it take very long for it to be made?"
"Nigh a fortnight." Elizabeth gasped softly next to him. "It had to be just right. Twice it had to be remade."
"That doesn’t sound like a master to me?" Governor Swann muttered under his breath.
"Father, Will is the current master. The other one is a drunk andsed sed out all day. He never moves unless it is to retrieve more Rum." She said to him. "Will how long have you been running that shop?"
"Nigh a year. However I enjoy it. A passion of mine I guess."
"You haven’t been paid for your work? Just as an apprentice?" He nodded at the question trying to blocis cis conversation out.
Finally they reached the fort and Will was lead out by Elizabeth and was forced to sit in the front row. He secretly helped her untie half of her corset so she could breath a little more freely. She smiled at him and placed her hand on his knee. "No woman need fear when you are near Will. You would never push you advantage on anyone."
Before he could answer the drums and pipes started. They were followed my armed men of the Kings navy. Will saw them as a fear. They were not allowed to do anything out of their rank. It was if they were forever in a masked ball. They had to play their parts for their whole life. ‘Thank God I never joined the navy. I don’t think I could have dealt with it.’
That is when he felt it. Eyes were on him. He could not tell from where they were coming from, just that eyes were on him, and they burned his flesh. His breath caught as he saw the new Commodore ‘play’ with his sword *. He couldn’t breath, and didn’t know from where this feeling was coming. There was a person on the battlements that was not invited.
"Commodore Norrington you are allowed one thing, that is yours till you pass away. What is it that you wish?" The Governor was saying something but Will was looking for the eyes. He looked on the opposite wall and there he was. From where Will sat the man looked slightly smaller then himself. He had longer black hair with beand tnd things with in it. His skin was tan but the oddest thing about him was, the dark lined eyes. It was not like the kohl that lined Elizabeth’s eyes but more like paint that was very fine.
"William Turner!" His name caught his attention. Next to him Elizabeth was beaming. That is when everything sunk in… Norrington wanted, as, as a partner… in bed.
‘NO!’ He wanted to scream and run away but Elizabeth was near and he could not act as a fool.
"William Turner I hereby declare that you are in the possession of Commodore Edward Norrington. Rise and take your place next to him, in the face of God." The priest said from behind Norrington. He rose and took two steps before Norrington… Edward could pull him the rest of the way.
‘Why me, all I ever did to this man was wish him a happy Christmas when I was thirteen. I was young and stupid then, how was I supposed to know that Norrington… I will need to call him Edward from now on. As how I’m stuck with him.’ He realized that they were waiting for something, and he had to give it.
Edwards hand caressed his cheek and turned his head to face his own. "Will, you’re so lovely." He whispered before bringing his lips to Wills.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
He was shuffled into another carriage and told not to move as Edward looked into something. ‘How could I be married? Do you no longer have to know that you are going to be married before it happens? I would have liked a better suit at least.’ He sighed and hit his head against the side. ‘I was just forced to marry Edward Norrington III and all I can think about is how I’d like a better suit? I have lost my mind.’
He slid from the carriage and out of the fort with out being seen. He ran for his shop as soon as he was past the gates. ‘Please do not see I’m gone yet.’ He had to hide in a few alleys to be safe. It was an hour later that he returned to his shop, and it seemed that Edward had everyone looking for him.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
‘What a lovely boy.’ Jack Sparrow thought to himself as he retd tod to the docks. He knew now that when he left Port Royal he’d have to commandeer more than just a ship, he’d take the boy too. ‘How hard can that be? He can’t be more than eighteen.’
There was a bit of confusion and the Commodore already thought that he had kidnapped the boy. "Gillette, clap him in irons." They had only forgotten one thing. Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
"Commodore, he couldn’t have kidnapped Will. Will has too much skill to let himself be taken like some child." She stood in front of the pirate and would not let the men get a free shot. It happened suddenly and very quickly. The irons were around her neck and she was pulled against his body. "Oh!"
"Commodore my effects please. And my hat." He said with enough force to mean it. Edward fearing for Elizabeth’s life got them from one of the men under Gillette and held on to them. "Now, Miss Elizabeth if you would be so kind… come come we don’t have all day."
Jack smiled as she had to run her hand down between his legs. He loved it as her father paled. "You disgusting."
"Stick and stones love, You save my life… I save the life of that adorable boy, that you love so dear." He turned her around and she gasped at his meaning. He might not have Will yet, but he would. "Now Gentleman, my lady, You will always remember this as the day you almost caught Captain Jack Sparrow!" He tosses her forward at the men and grabs the support rope for a cannon waiting to be loaded on a ship.
In a calculating move he is up in the air, and spinning after he switched ropes. Before the men could catch him he had gotten away, and vanished in the town.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
"It’s not bad enough that I lost Will, only a few minutes after we were married, now the men lose a dangerous pirate. Elizabeth are you alright?" He places his hand on her arm softly.
"I am not the one that we should be worrying about. Will is still missing and that Pirate told me that he was going to ‘save’ Will. nee need to find him. I do think that Will, might return to his shop. He did say that was a hobby of his." Elizabeth sighed as her father led her off to the carriage . "Remember Commodore, Will isn’t used to this yet." The carriage took off for the manor at the top of the hill.
"You men follow me, Will must be found." Edward shouted and they headed off to find the hidden blacksmith.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
Jack Sparrow stood behind the statue of the blacksmith as the troops ran past. He was near the smithy, where he wanted to be so he could unchain himself. It seemed to be an hour before he could move from behind the statue. He took its sword too. It was rusted and poorly made, but maybe he could steal a better on inside.
He crept inside and hid from the Marines. Looking around he saw a sight to see. The pack animal was dozing and the smithy was still hot with a fire burning. There was that anvil and the hammer. He crept towards it and took off his hat, picking up the hammer made more noise then the thought but it was a shop meant to make noise.
THUNK
‘Shit!’ Jack looked around and saw a man who was so drunk that he should be dead. He walked up to the snoring man and poked him. "Wake up matie." The man grunted and shifted but that was about it. He got up and turned around, when suddenly he spun on his heel and yelled "Woah!" Still the passed out man was asleep.
After thirty minutes of hitting the anvil and not the chains he was getting fed up. He let his head fall back to look heavenward but his gaze fell upon the heavy gears above his head. ‘That’s perfect, now how to turn them…’ He looked around and saw the poor unsuspecting donkey. He stepped over towards the smithy and pulled out a curved poker, which was red hot. ‘This will work.’
The small beast of burden shot awake and started to run, to put out the burning in it rear end. He threw the poker back into the smithy, and hooked his chain on one of the gear spokes. With a crunch the chain broke and his arms were free. ‘Bloody good.’ He was about to pick the best sword he could find here with a drunk blacksmith when the door was being opened slowly, as if not to let anyone know it was being opened. ‘Shit.’ He ran to hide behind the man in the chair, he peered out to see the handsome boy enter. ‘Too easy, you’re making this too easy boy.’
"Woah… shhh. What is the matter Winston? Shhhh, good boy." He slowed and finally stopped the beast. It made noises as if of thanks, and he patted its soft muzzle. "That’s good calm down now." He stood and started to unbutton his vest. He walks over to where Jack was hiding. "Right where I left you."
He strolls closer to the smithy. Then he throws his coat over to the back room. He smiles as he looks at his anvil. He sees his hammer, moved from its leather strap above the anvil. "Not where I left you." He looked to see if perhaps the strap had broken… ‘A hat?’ He started to reach for it when a sword hit his hand.
His chocolate eyes shot to the holder of the sword. "You! You’re the one that was staring at me." The boy looked him up and down. "A pirate!" He growled low in his throat.
"You look more lovely from here boy. I feel as though I met you already, have I threatened you once before?" Jack was puzzled. How could he know this boy, he was far too young to be a part of any ship he was ever on.
"I make a point to avoid being familiar with pirates." The boy had guts. Jack had killed a man for less.
"Ah well it did you good, seeing as how you’re married to the Commodore." The boy paled. "What’s the matter mate? Fraid he’ll see us together and change his mind?"
"You had best never speak of that again." How could a mere boy be this fetching? Jack had no idea. "You had better fight!" He pulled a sword out and prepared for a fight. Jack laughed.
"Do you honestly think this is wise boy? Crossing blades with a grown man, and a pirate to boot." Jack liked to torture this boy. "I could just carry you out that door, and you’d never be seen again."
The boy’s eyes darken. He turns and in a quick motion throws his sword into the door so the wood support couldn’t be moved. Jack looked from the boy to the door, then walked over to the door and tried to wrench the sword out. It wouldn’t budge. Again he tried to move it. "What do you think you are doing boy? That’s the only way out!" The boy looked over his shoulder. "So your in my way again. Now I will take you with me!"
There was a loud commotion outside the shop. "Will!" The Commodore screamed through the wood.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
The Commodore had finally decided to try Will’s shop. When he got there, a sword was halfway imbedded in the wood of the door. "Will!" He screams. ‘No, I can’t lose him now!’ "Will answer me!"
From inside he heard a struggle and finally a thump. "Get that door open now." Several men ran at it, remarkably at the exact stimetime, forcing it open. Inside stood Will and at his feet was the Pirate. At the feet of the knocked out Pirate stood Mr. Brown. "Good work Mr. Brown. You just saved my husband." The drunk man stuttered something or another. "Will, come here." Will did not move, so Edward walked over to him and wrapped his arm around him.
"To think we can remember this as the day, Jack Sparrow almost escaped." The young man in his arms nodded. "A perfect groom gift for you, isn’t it? Tomorrow at dawn he’ll hang." Edward smiled in what he thought was a very dashing way. "Now come love it’s time to consummate out marriage."
"I’m a little tired, maybe later?" Will looked into Edwards dull eyes. The other man smiled again and dragged him out of the shop. ‘HELP ME!’ Wills mind screamed.
A/N: Ok it’s R this chapter but the start of the next chapter is going to be NC-17. Yummy.
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