Welcome to the second book in my Pirates of the Caribbean series! I am really excited to share this with you, and I hope you like it. I will be releasing them a chapter at a time, unlike my first book where I just uploaded them all at once (I realize that may have been a bit overwhelming). The chapters will be uploaded every three days or so. Unless I get a bunch of reviews and then I might release them early for you guys. So be sure to leave lots of reviews!
A warning, the rating has changed to M for a reason. There is language and adult content that will be in this. Also, make sure you have read the first book entitled Where Freedom Sails.

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Chapter one: Meeting Beckett

Arabella stood next to a knelt down and very quiet Elizabeth. She looked around nervously for any sign of Will. The wedding was supposed to have been hours ago, but Will hadn't showed up. The heavens opened up and ruined what was a beautifully laid out venue. The flowers in Elizabeth's hands drooped as the delicate petals were pummeled by fat rain drops. She didn't cry though, she had no tears left.

Ella looked up as she heard a commotion and a man in uniform and leather boots stood at the entrance. Elizabeth got up and let her flowers fall to the ground as she ran towards him, Ella in tow. They rushed through the puddles and heavy rain, ignoring the dirty water splashing onto their dresses.

"Will, why is this happening?" Elizabeth asked as she saw her groom shackled in front of her.

"I don't know," he said as he looked into her eyes. "You look beautiful."

"I think its bad luck for the groom to see the bride before the wedding." Elizabeth glanced down to the ground at the thought of the ruined event. Ella came up to her side and looked at Will as if to ask if he knew anything. He shook his head and looked at his bride.

"Make way!" the governor's voice yelled angrily as he pushed his way through the crowd. "How dare you," he spoke shocked at the marines' actions. They stood unmoved as they blocked his path with their halberds. "Stand you're men down at once! Do you hear me?" he yelled to a man standing with his back to everyone.

Ella turned to look at the stranger, she hadn't even noticed he was there. He was a bit short, but other than that he seemed to be average. His white wig did not fully cover his brown hair and his uniform showed he was high up in rank. He turned to the governor revealing a pale face with steel blue eyes. He gave a tight smile before he spoke.

"Governor Wetherby Swann, it's been too long," he said bored. He had an air of self-importance, yet the only thing that showed any true sign of such was his attire.

"Cutler Beckett?" The governor looked shocked to see the man standing smugly in front of him.

"It's Lord now, actually," the man responded. Ella thought it reminded her of when Jack corrected the then Commodore Norrington of his title of 'captain'.

"Lord or not, you have no reason or authority to arrest this man," the governor said stepping forward and gesturing to Will.

"In fact, I do. Mr. Mercer," he said smugly as he took a slip of documents from a man. "A warrant for the arrest of one, William Turner." He handed them over to the governor as he kept his eyes on Will.

"This warrant is for Elizabeth Swann!" The governor looked horrified at the document and then to his daughter.

"Oh, is it? That's annoying, my mistake. Arrest her." He gestured to Elizabeth who tried to shake off the guards who grabbed her.

"On what charges?" she asked as she gave up struggling and the irons were placed on her.

"Ah, here is the one for William Turner. And I have another one for James Norrington, is he present?"

"Commodore Norrington was punished enough," the governor said sternly.

"I don't believe that is the answer to the question I asked," Beckett replied not turning to him.

"Lord Beckett, in the category of questions not answered..." Will said coldly as he glared at the man.

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

"The charge, is conspiring to set free a man convicted of crimes against the crown and empire and condemned to death, for which the punishment..." the governor stopped reading, he could not bring himself to utter the next words out loud.

"For which the punishment, regrettably, is also death," Beckett finished for him with an evil smile. "Perhaps you remember a certain pirate named Jack Sparrow?"

At the sound of Jack's name, or at least part of it, it did miss his title, Ella's eyes lit up and a new anger boiled inside of her.

"Captain," Will, Elizabeth, and her responded icily.

"Captain Jack Sparrow," she repeated again. "You do not wish others to ignore your title, so do not ignore his."

"Captain Jack Sparrow. Yes, I thought you might," he responded as he looked at her. It was the first thing she had said the whole time and he hadn't noticed she was there at all until then. "And before you say anything, these are signed by the king. You have no power here," he said to the governor.

"If they are to be arrested for helping Jack, then so am I," she spoke as she stepped forward.

"No!" Will and Elizabeth yelled together. In the year since their little adventure with Jack, they became very protective of her. Both acting like older siblings.

"That will not be necessary," Beckett stated as he looked at her. "What is your name?"

"Arabella Andrews."

"Ah, well I have to say, I did not expect to meet you like this," he mused.

"I wish we didn't have to meet at all," she replied back truthfully.

"Hmm, well maybe it is best to have you put under watch," he said with a grin. A few guards went to grab her, but Beckett put his hand up to stop them. "That won't be necessary, she will stay with me and I'll keep an eye on her."

"Like hell you will," she said as she glared at his smug face.

"Take her to my home, I will be there shortly," he said ignoring her and letting the guards drag her away.

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Ella was waiting in a large, formal room. She looked around her and noticed it was all extravagant and detailed, obviously no expense was spared for the Lord's new home. She stood in the middle of the room, not being able to sit still, she'd rather pace as she waited.

The doors opened revealing Culter Beckett. He strolled in nonchalantly and made his way to the table up against one of the walls. He poured himself a drink and hesitated slightly before pouring another.

"Arabella, welcome." He handed her the second glass as he made his way past her to sit on an armchair. "Don't be so shy, I don't bite."

"I'm not sure of that yet," she responded while she stared into her drink. Beckett took the opportunity to look her over as her eyes studied her drink.

She was still in her bridesmaid dress. It was already form fitting, and complemented her nice figure, but rain had drenched it, causing the material to stick even closer to her body. Her hair had come out of its elegant bun and fell in wet curls around her tanned shoulders. He studied her face; high cheekbones, small delicate nose, and perfect shaped lips. He understood why she was regarded as one of the most gorgeous, and thus desirable, women in Port Royal. Only Elizabeth could compete with her, and she wasn't exactly available. That left Arabella to be the prize every man in Port Royal fought to claim. Beckett smiled at the realization. She is a fair prize after all, Beckett thought to himself.

"What is it that you want with me?" Ella asked calmly.

He smiled at her and got up from his chair. He walked up behind her and stopped a piece of hair from falling and shielding her eyes. She tensed slightly as his finger brushed her cheek. He misunderstood it as a sign of her liking his touch, while in truth, it made her skin crawl.

"You are very beautiful," he spoke in her ear as he turned her face towards him. She kept her eyes on the ground as he looked down at her lips. He traced them lightly and smiled when she squirmed in his grip.

A knock came on the door and he released her, turning to the noise annoyed. Ella took the occasion to move to the other end of the room.

"Yes, what is it," he said irritated.

"The prisoner you ordered, sir," a man said opening the doors.

"Ah yes, send him in," he said less annoyed. "You may go with one of the maids, they will show you to my room Miss Andrews," he told her. Ella walked out the door and past Will.