This is the first time I have dared to try and write a POTC crossover with Buffy. If you read my work I usually stick to Harry Potter( and yes my next Harry Potter story will be out soon).
This is written in my Universe. There are no Swanns. Will is the Governor's son and Buffy' is the Blacksmith apprentice. Buffy is the slayer in this fic.
I hope you like it.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own them. I'm not making any money off of them. Just borrowing them. Buffy belongs to Joss and POTC to Disney.
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Young William Turner stood aboard the HMS Dauntless looking over the water. He was on his way to Port Royal with his father who was to be Governor. A song about pirates came to his mind he began to sing softly. All too soon, a hand clamped down on his shoulder. He jumped slightly and turned to see Mr. Gibbs.
"Quiet, lad. Cursed pirates sail these waters. You don't want to bring them down us now do you?"
"Mr. Gibbs that will do," said Norrington.
"He was singing about pirates. It's bad luck to be singing about pirates with us mired in this unnatural fog. Mark my words."
"Consider them marked," said Norrington. "On your way."
"Aye, Lieutenant." Gibbs said as he began to move away.
"I think it'd be rather exciting to meet a pirate." William's eye lit up as he spoke.
"Think again, Mr. Turner. Vile and dissolute creatures the lot of them. I tend that any man who sails under a pirate flag or wears a pirate brand gets what he deserves. A short drop and a sudden stop."
William looked passed Lieutenant Norrington to see Mr. Gibbs making a hanging motion. He looks away as his father steps up.
"Lieutenant Norrington, I appreciate your fervor, but I'm concerned about the effect this subject will have upon my son. I do not wish to fill his head with such thoughts."
"My apologies, Governor Turner." Norrington said as he turned and headed back toward the direction he just came.
"Actually, I find it all fascinating." William told his father.
"Yes. That's what concerns me." His father began walking the way he had come.Will turned back to watching the seas. His eyes soon fell upon a pink parasol floating open in the water. His curiosity got the better of him as he tried to get a closer look. Looking around for anything else that might be floating in the water, he soon spotted what he thought was another little boy.
"Look! A boy! There's a boy in the water!"
Norrington, Governor Turner, and several crewmembers rushed to lookout into the water, and they too spotted the young boy.
"Man overboard! Man the ropes. Fetch a hook. Haul him aboard."
Lieutenant Norrington called out to the men. One of the soldiers lifted the body over the rail. The hat on the boy's head fell off to reveal long flowing blonde hair.
"It's a girl!" Governor Turner spoke in surprise. Will stood on the tip of his toes trying to get a better look.
"She's still breathing." Lieutenant Norrington spoke.
Upon hearing Mr. Gibbs mummer, the crew turned their attention to what was left of boat that the girl must have come from.
"What happened here?" Gov. Turner, William's father, asked Norrington.
"It's most likely the powder magazine. Merchant vessels run heavily armed." Norrington replied..
"A lot of good it did them," said Gibbs. "Everyone's thinking it. I'm just saying it. Pirates."
"Pirates? There's no proof of that. It's probably an accident." Governor Turner said.
"Rouse the captain immediately. Heave to and take in sail. Launch the boats." Norrington commanded.
William had finally made his way over to the girl, but couldn't get a good look as two of the crew picked her and moved her out of the way. His father came over to him.
"William, I want you to accompany the girl. She'll be in your charge. Take care of her."
William usually would have argued with his father but he wanted to get a better look at this girl. He went to catch up with the two men. They had laid her down on a blanket and William knelt beside her. He took a real good look at the girl before him and thought beautiful. He went to move a stray piece of hair out of her face, when she knocked his hand away gasping for breaths.
"It's okay." William spoke soothingly. "My name's William Turner."
"I'm watching over you, Buffy."
William watched as Buffy's eyes rolled back into her head and she fell back into unconsciousness. He just looked at her face for a few seconds before spotting a rope necklace around her neck. Once again, his curiosity got the better of him and he pulled the necklace out to where he could see it. The necklace broke free easily and looked at the gold medallion that was with it. His thumb caressed the coin.
"You're a pirate" He said the unconscious girl.
"Has she said anything?" Norrington asked. William quickly stood up and put his hands behind his back, like he had seen his father do so many times. It kept the necklace out of sight.
"Her name's Buffy Summers. That's all I found out."
"Take her below."
William moved back to his original spot looking out at the water. He turned to make sure no one was watching and held the coin to eye level. Upon doing that, the fog cleared a bit and he saw a ship with tattered black sails. When he had looked, again the ship was gone.
Eight years later
After being found by the Dauntless, she had been taken in by a family named Giles. Rupert Giles is the town blacksmith while his wife Jenny had been the local dressmaker. Mr. Giles had needed an apprentice and decided it would be Buffy. When his wife had passed away, he had begun to drink heavily. Buffy did her best to take care of him because she loved him like a father. Since, Giles was once again drunk; Buffy Summers was taking a package to the Governor's mansion. She had knocked on the door to the mansion and the Butler soon opened it.
"I have a delivery for the Governor."
The butler nodded and had her wait in the hall while he went to announce her presence. The hall was very beautiful looking with its wooden furniture and grandfather clock. She looked around the hall resisting the urge to touch anything. She checked herself one more time making sure her red dress was okay. The sounds of footsteps coming down the stairs made her look up to see Governor Turner.
"Miss Summer, Good to see you again."
"Good day, sir." She said giving him a curtsey before placing the box on the table. "Mr. Giles wanted me to deliver your order."
"How is ole Rupert doing?"
"Not good, I'm afraid. Misses Giles death hit him hard. All he does is work. I'm afraid that he will make himself sick if doesn't slow down."
Buffy knew she was laying it on thick, but she had to keep her cover. She took the lid off the box and presented him with the sword.
"Well." The Governor responded as he admired the blade.
"The blade is folded steel. That's gold filigree laid into the handle. Perfectly balanced. The tang is nearly the full width of the blade."
"Impressive. Very impressive. Commodore Norrington is going to be very pleased with this. Do pass my compliments onto Mr. Giles."
"I shall sir." Buffy said beaming on the inside that they couldn't tell the difference between her work and Giles's. "A craftsman is always pleased to hear his work is appreciated."
At the sound of footsteps coming down the stairs, they both looked up. Buffy felt her heart speed up, and her mouth go dry at the sight of William on the stairs.
"Buffy. It's good to see you." Buffy followed his every movement down the stairs. "I had a dream about you last night."
"Yes is that entirely proper for you…" Governor Turner started.
"About the day we met. Do you remember?" William asked.
"How could I forget, Mr. Turner? If I remember correctly you thought I was a boy."
At that, William blushed and Buffy loved to see it. She made sure to make him blush at least once every time she saw him.
"How many times must I ask you to call me Will?"
"At least once more Mr. Turner, as always."
"There. See? At least she has a sense of propriety. We really must be going. There you are." His father said.
"Good day, Miss Summers." William says not breaking the eye contact.
"Come along," said the Governor. Buffy follows them out.
"Good day." He was already in the carriage before she could finish. "Will."