Stormy Waters

Title: Stormy Waters

Author: No Tears

Pairing: Will/Others, Will/Barbossa, Will/Jack

Warnings: See first chapter! Also, I shall point out once again that this is an AU, and things go on to a different course than they did in the movie.

Author’s Notes: Hey well, I’ve seen the movie 4 times now. How the hell did I manage that, you wonder? I’ve got too many friends who weren’t interested in it...and then slowly came around and decided they wanted to see it. I think I’ve had my fill of it now and am sated...but who knows? The want may flare up again and then I might end up go seeing it again. For now, though, I think I’ll focus on writing my fics.

**And I’ve decided to reply to reviews at the end of this chapter. Just thought that all of the people who did review would like to know that their comments are appreciated!!**

Rating: R. May go up to NC-17. Not sure, yet.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters of Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl. Obviously.

Summary: (Might be considered a spoiler for the movie, too.) What if Barbossa knew that it would only take a small amount of blood to break the curse? What if he did not lose Will as a captive? What if he decided to take Will as his own lover after breaking the curse? (Yes, my summary sucks, I know.)


Part 2: A Proposition


Will sile see seethed as he sat bound to a chair in Barbossa’s cabin and gagged. Two of the evil captain’s henchmen stood at the wall behind him. He could feel their cold eyes on his back as they kept their gazes trained on his every move. Upon dragging him out of the cell, they had made it very clear that they had every inclination of being rough witm. Wm. When Will had attempted to resist, Barbossa’s first mate, a huge pirate named Bo’sun, dealt him a blow to the stomach that had left him gasping for minutes. Having had to search for him for nearly a decade, all pity they might have had, if any, was washed away at the thought of his doom seeing their deliverance from the curse. And now he was being held down here, waiting for Barbossa to come. What reasons the pirate had for this were beyond Will.

He found his thoughts turnio Elo Elizabeth, as they always did. He had been forced down below deck before he had seen her reach the island. His heart brimmed with worry for her, hoping with every bit of himself that she made it safely to shore. The blacksmith tried to reassure himself, remembering that Jack was with her.

*But then, that may be part of the reason I am so worried!* he thought. He knew, though, that Jack had no reason to harm Elizabeth, and that the pirate had enough honor to not do so. Will mentally rolled his eyes. *I have somehow convinced myself Jack has honor now.*

If Elizabeth had just managed to make it to shore and could survive a few days, her commodore would no doubt come to her rescue. Will knew well of Norrington’s feelings towards Elizabeth – a few times he had even thought he’d seen them returned. Norrington had most likely already proposed to Elizabeth, or given her an idea that he soon meant to. Will felt a pang in his heart at this thought, but resigned himself to the knowledge that it would be Norrington she married, not him.

*Well, Will, I’d hate to break it you, mate, but you’re hardly in a position to think about proposing yourself.* he thought as he gazed about the cabin. Jack had told him he was obsessed with treasure. He knew it was true. Obsessed with treasure that would for all time remain out of his reach, like when he was a little boy and would gaze through the glass windows of the shop and see the toy model boats that were much too much money for him to even think of buying. Elizabeth was much the same: he could gaze at her all he wanted, but she would forever remain behind the glass. He was going to die thinking about the woman he loved, the woman he could not have. In his mind, things could not be going any worse.

Will knew that if Jack were there, he would readily and happily point out situations that would, in fact, be worse. Will did not know whether to roll his eyes or laugh at this thought. Even though he did not show it, the rogue pirate’s antics – although most of the time seemed to ensure Jack’s insanity – always lifted the crew’s spirits, including Will’s from time to time. But even as he had begun to warm up to Jack, the pirate had shown his true colors in Tortuga when, thinking the blacksmith could not hear, he had told Gibbs that they would be using Will for leverage against Barbossa..

His thoughts were redirected when door to the cabin opened with a rush of cold air, revealing the haughty Captain Barbossa himself coming through the door. The pirate’s skeletal form flashed for a moment before he stepped into the cabin and out of the moonlight. Will held the other’s eyes before turning back to the table before him, feeling a slight shudder pass through him as the sight of the curse’s effects lingered in his mind.

The floorboards creaked as Barbossa moved towards him, stepping behind his chair so that had he even been watching him, Will would have not been able to turn far enough to see the captain’s face. The room was entirely silent, the only sounds being the loud breaths of his captors and the slightly wheezing breaths that he himself took when the pain in his stomach would occasionally return. A hand lightly touched the side of his face and he violently jerked away in surprise, his chair dragging to the side at the abrupt movement and almost tilting over. The only advantage in this was that he could now look up and see the black-hearted captain’s eyes, and he put as much loathing into his gaze as he could muster.

The pirate’s gaze was, for the most part, blank, although it appeared that there was a small smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. He put his hand back down at his side and without a word stepped around the table to sit in the chair across from Will, who was keeping his eyes trained warily on his enemy. When the captain finally did speak, it was with a smirk.

“Enjoyin’ our hospitality, lad?” Will glared in response, unable to do anything else. “Oh, excuse me.” Barbossa said. “Gentlemen,” And Will mentally scoffed at the word, “please give back Mr. Turner his speakin’ privileges.”

The two pirates behind him came forward and untied the cloth, pulling on it a little harder than necessary when they tore it from his mouth. Will’s eyes remained locked on Barbossa. He was silent.

“Not too chatty now, are ye?’ Barbossa asked, clearly speaking in remembrance of Will’s actions when he had heard they were going to maroon Elizabeth. The boy had gone into a rage when the pirate captain had given the command, thrashing and cursing at Barbossa so much that the pirate had ordered the boy gagged out of annoyance.

He put a hand on the silver basket of apples on the on the table and pushed it towards Will. “Apple?” he asked with a grin.

Will suppressed a growl of rage. His wrists were bound behind him and to the chair; he could not take an apple even if he wished to.

“No?” Babossa asked, taking the basket back and drawing a particularly green apple into his hand. He began tossing it from one hand to the other. “I’m sure you’ll be forgivin’ me, but I’m not too inclined on having ye untied.”

“Bastard,” Will finally said, “if you’ve only brought me out here to taunt me, you’re wasting your time.”

Barbossa seemed to have gained great interest in his apple as he passed it back and forth between his hands. “Bastard, eh?” he asked, his eyes moving back to Will’s after a moment, eyebrows raised. “Well, I guess you an’ me’d be in the same boat on that one. Didn’t mean ta kill yer dear ol’ dad, boy.” He looked thoughtful for a moment, before giving the smile that sent chills down Will’s spine. “Wait, no. I did mean it.”

“You killed him?” Will hissed, making his rage clear on his voice. “You were the one who killed my father?”

“Aye, gave the order meself for them to drop him down into Davie Jones’ Locker.” Barbossa looked pleased with himself. “Your father was a good man, lad, make no mistake ‘bout that. Good, but weak. Always traipsin’ around tellin’ the crew we had to honor our enemies. Bunch of codswallop that were. If you’re a pirate, boy, then ye’ve got ta act the pirate, ‘cause I guarantee ya there ain’t no nobles out there who’ll not give a pound to hang one.”

“You *deserve* to be hanged.” Will said, a new hate filling his eyes with the knowledge that his father’s murderer sat before him. “All of you. Once the curse is lifted I hope you’ll all be shot by Commodore Norrington’s men.”

Barbossa set the apple back in its place among the others with a sigh. “I’d been hopin’ that you’d decide ta keep yer trap shut, lad. Ye’ve got far too much of a mouth on you for yer own good.”

Barbossa snapped his fingers, and soon after Will found the cloth being shoved back into his mouth and tied behind his head. He clenched his hands into fists, knowing he could do nothing to resist.

Barbossa seemed to settle back in his chair as he eyed his companion once more. “Now, I’ve got a bit of a proposition to make for ye, now that you’re more willin’ ta listen.” Will’s brow furrowed in confusion. “Y’see, what I said before about killin’ ye, it ain’t entirely necessary. I was goin’ to do it more on principal than anythin’. In truth, only a bit of blood is needed to lift the curse, so you needn’t die.” Barbossa clasped his hands together before himself. “You really are the spittin’ image of yer father, boy. ‘Cept yer eyes. Musta got those from yer mother.” The pirate cleared his throat. “Gettin’ to the point... I’d be willin’ ta let you live, if ye’ll be my consort.”

Will was completely unprepared for this, and was absolutely shocked at the words. After the initial reaction, he couldn’t help but back up his chair in disgust, suddenly wanting nothing more than to get as far away from Barbossa as possible. The pirate captain saw this, but did not look offended by it. Instead, that horrible smile returned to his features.

“Before you go an’ decide death, boy, hear the rest of what I’ve got ta say. If you’ll be my consort, I won’t be killin’ ya, *and* I’ll go back to that deserted island to pick up your lass and make sure she gets home safe and sound.”

Will’s eyes turned to the table before him as his mind raced frantically to absorb all that he had just been told. To be forced to be the lover of this man for any amount of days was one situation he would give almost anything to escape. He had seen only fleetingly the looks of lust Barbossa had for him, and wondered what was running through the evil pirate’s mind now as he looked upon Will with that frightening smile. But for Elizabeth to be rescued...that was one of the things he most wished for at the moment, aside from wanting her to love him as he loved her. His thoughts were in a hurricane of turmoil, but it abruptly came to a stop. The decision to make was obvious. He’d die for Elizabeth. He’d even take a fate worse than death.

Noticing that the boy’s attention was on him once more, Barbossa raised his eyebrows. “So what’s it ta be, boy? Is yer kind heart rulin’ ya on this decision?”

Will was still for a moment, not yet entirely realizing that he was sealing his fate. But he pushed everything aside in thought of Elizabeth, and nodded hesitantly.

Barbossa looked both surprised and thrilled. “Ye’ll be doin’ it, then?” he asked, and Will could hear with further disgust his effort to conceal his eagerness.

Closing his eyes, Will forced himself to nod again.

Captain Barbossa’s eyes lit up with a strange gleam. “We’ll be havin’ a deal, then.” he said.

He nodded to the two pirates behind the boy, and they moved forward to untie Will’s wrists, showing more care than they had previously done. The blacksmith reached up and pulled the gag from his face, throwing the foul cloth to the side. Captain Barbossa had stood and was now walking around the table, coming to stand next to Will. The younger man gazed up at him.

“We’re goin’ ta shake on it, jus’ so nothing’s mistaken between us.” He held out his hand, which was covered in grime and looked like it hadn’t been washed for years. Which was probably the case. “In shakin’ my hand you agree to be my consort and in return I’ll be savin’ yer lady friend from a horrible death on that deserted island. Agreed?”

Once again, Will found himself hesitating. Elizabeth may have been on a deserted island, but if she lived long enough, she could be rescued. But then, she *was* on a deserted island, and the commodore and his crew could very well pass it up without ever knowing it. Or they could find the remains of The Interceptor and just assume her dead. There were also several other dangers that could get to her first, such as thirst and heat stroke.

His eyes set with both defeat and determination, Will slowly raised his hand to the pirate captain’s, struggling not to pull back when the other’s larger hand closed around his. It felt warm. They shook, and Barbossa’s cold laugh filled the cabin.

“The deal is set, then.” He moved to the door. “I’ll be enjoyin’ yer company, boy.” He turned towards his men outside, shouting. “Continue on, men! Tonight, we break the curse!” This was met by a round of cheers from the undead crew, and the monkey, having been absent, now made his way back to his master and jumped on his shoulder.

Will was still as a scowl made it’s way onto his face. Then his anger flared and he was out of his seat, rushing at Barbossa. Something slammed over his shoulders, sending him stumbling to his knees with a small cry of surprise. His arms were grabbed harshly and he was pulled to his feet, restrained by the two pirates who had been guarding him. He twisted furiously in their grasp.

“You said we’d go back for her!” he bit out at Barbossa’s back.

The pirate captain turned and walked back to his struggling captive. “I said that in *return* I’ll be savin’ the lass. Your part of the bargain has to be fulfilled first.”

“She’ll be dead before we reach her!” Will snarled. “What good will your bargain be then, Barbossa?”

Barbossa moved closer to Will, his yellow tinged eyes piercing into the boy’s. “Don’t fret, lad. I’m sure she’ll be only half dead at worst when wech hch her.”

“You can’t be sure of that!” Will gave a harsh jerk at the hands holding him, which seemed to only further amuse Captain Barbossa.

“If I’ll be goin’ back to get her tonight, ye’ll have to do something in return for me, seein’ as that wasn’t part of our agreement.”

Will growled. “Bastard!”

“Yes, ye’ve called me that already.” Barbossa had a bored tinge to his voice. “Now boy, what’s it going ta be?”

Will’s anger did not abate, but he stopped struggling against the men holding him. “What do you want from me?” he asked, his voice more calm now.

“That’s the kind of attitude I’ll be wantin’ from ye.” he said, patting the boy’s shoulder. “What says ye, in exchange for the early rescue, ye become the crew’s new cabiy asy as well?”

Will’s eyes widened at this, but he knew even before he was told that he would do whatever Barbossa wanted of him if it would save Elizabeth. “I’ll agree to your terms.” he said softly.

The evil pirate captain chuckled deep in his throat. “I knew ye would.” He then turned back to his crew. “Take Mr. Turner back to his cell.” he commanded.

The two pirates complied, dragging an unusually subdued Will back to the cabin below deck. Captain Barbossa watched them, smiling once again. The boy was his now, and nothing could stop him from living the rest of his life in heaven.


TBC...


*Review Replies*

....Because I’m feeling nice!!


Jamie Roberts – Yes, I am going to be doing a little fixing up of Barbossa before the actual pairing happens...just to make it a little more bearable for the readers. I have big plans for this story, with all the little plot bunnies nipping at my ankles and telling me to write. I hope that you liked this chapter! Thanks for the comment – a writer is always glad to know her work is appreciated.

Aeka – The Will/Jack pairing might not be in this story for a while, but I guarantee that I WILL get to it. The characters have a bit of rough waters to go through before we actually get to that pairing. Besides, I didn’t want Will and Jack to fall in love instantly...I’ve kicked it off movie-verse, where Will and Jack are still not exactly buddy-buddy and Will still thinks Jack is a dishonest...well, pirate. And I totally agree that Orlando and Johnny are a couple of the best looking men on the planet! They made a good choice putting both of them in the same movie! And thank you for reviewing.

Luna Riddle – I hope that you liked the second chapter as well as the first...I’m still trying to “get the story started,” so to speak. Thank you for commenting.

Celesta Hellewise Harman – The part where they gagged Will caught me totally off-guard! But I think I grinned because of it the rest of the day, and I think it was that scene that did me in. There were just too many slashy thoughts swirling around in my head that needed to be emptied out before my head exploded. And yes, I too, enjoy reading and writing Non-Con...it’s one of my favorite things. ESPECIALLY with someone as hot as Will. I thank you for commenting!

Melanie – Why, hello there! Yes, unfortunately my computer has been having regular crashes and keeps on erasing the chapter I’ve been rewriting over and over again for the LotR story...and I’m getting a little more than frustrated. Gaaahhh!! And I want to continue writing that one so bad! But anyway, to tide myself over I began writing this one. I mean, how could I resist? PotC was such a good movie... And you flatter me with your comments! I’m happy you enjoy it so far...I hope that you will continue to enjoy it and know that I will NEVER abandon my stories, even if I take a long time to update...

Star – You like all of my stories? Wow! Thanks! Yes, it is the perfect time to be writing PotC stories...with all of the ideas in my head from that movie, I can’t possibly NOT write it!

D’Artagnan – Yes, Jack will DEFINITELY be in this. In fact, if you read the pairings at the top, you’ll see that. He’s going to be one of the main characters...and I’ll get to him sometime. Thank you for reviewing!

dream15clown – Do you still find it interesting? I surely hope so. I’m still trying to kick it off kinda, but I think I might have done it now. Thank you for reviewing!

melodie – I hope that you still like this story. Feedback is a great encourager; thanks for giving it to me!
Pookie – Well, on the cat subject, I think the reason that Legolas is at anytime compared to a cat is because Orlando Bloom himself described Legolas as “cat-like.” The reason I described Will as a panther is because at the part of the movie where he learns of his father’s death (the scene with the two pirates cleaning the cabin) it looks like he was pacing back and forth. It reminded me of the tigers and lions I see at the zoo who pace their cages. I just changed it to a panther because they are more sleek than a tiger or lion would be. Okay, enough of my rambling about that... Do you like this story still? I hope so, and thank you for reviewing!

Mithril – I’m always glad to hear that a story I’ve written looks promising, even if at the same time it makes me a little nervous to get the next chapter out. I’ve just begun writing fanfiction, so I’m always a little anxious when I do it. And I have big plans for this story, which I hope you will continue to read to see how they are played out! k yok you for commenting!

Aithilin – Actually, I was having a bit of trouble with the pairing myself, but decided on a few things that will hopefully make it good... I’m glad you like my writing style hopehope that you continue to follow this story. The review is much appreciated!

Lynn – Yes, I agree, we will be seeing many of these types of stories. I thought I’d start mine early to make sure it doesn’t look like it’s just something I copied from another author. You’ve seen it twice? I’ve seen it four times...how sad am I? I’m glad you like my characterization of Barbossa...I’m struggling with trying to keep the characters in canon personality, so it’s great to hear I’m doing it right. Thank you so much for reviewing...and it’s okay to feel fangirlish! Happens to me all the time! Ha ha!

Akurei – You may have to feel sorry for him a bit more, I’m afraid. I’ve got much in store for the poor lad. I hope you continue to follow this story. Your comment was much appreciated!