Double Drabble: No Honour
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By Honorat
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don’t own any blacksmiths, but I do have a nice horseshoe.
Summary: After Elizabeth leaves him belowdecks on the Interceptor, Will contemplates the implications of his actions. For the “Pirates” challenge at Black Pearl Sails.
No heroes among thieves, he had accused Jack. No. Nor honour either. But was there any honour among respectable men? For he, Will Turner, had surely left Jack Sparrow to die among those bloodthirsty pirates in the caverns of Isla de Muerta.
Did it matter that Jack had planned to use him as leverage—to barter for the Black Pearl with the blood of Bootstrap Bill Turner’s son? Did that excuse Will’s own actions? He had betrayed a man. Struck him unconscious. Made no attempt to rescue him. Lied to the crew of the Interceptor. Sparrow had kept his promise, had taken Will to Elizabeth as he had sworn to do “on pain of death.” But death would not be Jack’s punishment for breaking his word; it would be his reward for keeping it.
“I thought you were a pirate,” Elizabeth had said. “That would have been terrible.” But he was a pirate—the son of a pirate with the broken honour of a pirate. “Pirate is in your blood, boy.” The words reverberated in his mind. “Pirate is in your blood.” Jack had been right.
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: Don’t own any blacksmiths, but I do have a nice horseshoe.
Summary: After Elizabeth leaves him belowdecks on the Interceptor, Will contemplates the implications of his actions. For the “Pirates” challenge at Black Pearl Sails.
No heroes among thieves, he had accused Jack. No. Nor honour either. But was there any honour among respectable men? For he, Will Turner, had surely left Jack Sparrow to die among those bloodthirsty pirates in the caverns of Isla de Muerta.
Did it matter that Jack had planned to use him as leverage—to barter for the Black Pearl with the blood of Bootstrap Bill Turner’s son? Did that excuse Will’s own actions? He had betrayed a man. Struck him unconscious. Made no attempt to rescue him. Lied to the crew of the Interceptor. Sparrow had kept his promise, had taken Will to Elizabeth as he had sworn to do “on pain of death.” But death would not be Jack’s punishment for breaking his word; it would be his reward for keeping it.
“I thought you were a pirate,” Elizabeth had said. “That would have been terrible.” But he was a pirate—the son of a pirate with the broken honour of a pirate. “Pirate is in your blood, boy.” The words reverberated in his mind. “Pirate is in your blood.” Jack had been right.