Disclaimer: I don't own Pirates of the Caribbean.

Ok... This is yet another Will Turner one-shot. I saw PotC on the first day it came out, at the first showing. I had this idea stuck in my head since Thursday. I'm sorry I couldn't put it up, or even type it because after I saw PotC I went on vacation.

Needless to say I couldn't watch my Will "die" so I covered my eyes and cried hysterically into my hands, wailing, and shaking, all the while hearing Will's screams.

I think this is what happened in the movie... My friend told me Davy Jones twisted the sword into his heart... I wanted to make it different.

Will stabbed Davy Jones' heart... And Will... WILL of all people became captain of the Flying Dutchman, bound to ferry souls to the next world, living on a ship forever, only being able to go on land once every 10 years, having his HEART locked away in a chest FOREVER till someone comes along and stabs HIS heart!

Will never did anything wrong. Will was always so nice. What did HE ever do to deserve that fate? I would have wanted him to die. It would have made me happy knowing he died rather than living THAT life... Or WHY couldn't he have just lived?

I wish I could scratch that whole part of the story out with a screw driver!! It would have made more sense to have Jack as the captain of the FD. He WANTED to be immortal!

Sorry I know I'm going on and on about it. But I hated that part of the movie. Everything else was awesome, except for what happens to Will.

Anyway... enjoy!

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I tried to save Elizabeth...

I tried...

I ran to save her and I stabbed Davy Jones in his heartless chest.

Unscathed, he hit me and I crashed to the wooden deck of the Dutchman.

I stared at Elizabeth, and she stared back into mine, her eyes wide with horror.

Davy Jones laughed at our love...

Our useless love...

Then...

He stabbed me.

In my heart.

I screamed in pain.

I heard Elizabeth scream with me...

I saw Jack's horrified face...

I felt the warm blood ooze out of the wound and onto my clothes.

Without mercy the monster twisted his sword in my chest and deeper into my heart.

I writhed in agony and screamed louder.

Blood spurt out of my chest and onto the deck.

Tears welled up in my eyes and I let them fall.

Jones kept twisting the sword.

Cutting deeper.

Carving into my heart.

Making my blood flow faster,

Draining my body of warmth.

I kept screaming...

I kept crying...

My eyes began to glaze over, both images of Elizabeth and Jack fading...

I let out a high-pitched screech as the sword slew through my body and out my back.

My breath was slowing and my chest heaved for air.

Jones drew his face near mine.

His eyes were full of pleasure and bloodlust.

"Do you fear death?" he asked in his snake like voice.

I gasped and choked, trying to live a little longer...

"Elizabeth... Jack..." I whispered, fighting for breath.

I never got to finish...

Jones drew his sword out of my chest and thrust it back in.

I drew my last breath and a tear rolled down my cheek.

I died there.

The memory of Elizabeth and Jack in my mind as I faded into a world even pirates couldn't follow...

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