Chapter 1: Missing Will
Elizabeth's POV:
I love him. I love him more than words can say or even begin to describe, yet we can never be together.
I hate Davy Jones. The fact that the man is dead doesn't even make me feel better. He's such a cruel man with such a wicked heart, not like Will. No, Will can never be compared to Davy Jones.
At least the Dutchman is in good hands now. I suppose that's one way of looking at it, yet at the same time it does not suffice. I don't like the life of a widow.
Is it too much to ask to be held in his arms just one last time? Oh the things I would give up for that. I long for love and right now I feel none.
I know he's somewhere out there sailing the seas and I know my father's somewhere in the after life along with my mother. Those three are the only people who truly ever loved me, yet I can spend no time with any of them.
I would give anything to see Will once again—anything at all.
"Elizabeth?" Jack said, getting my attention.
I do not wish to speak to him right now though. I want to be alone.
"You know I may not have known Will quite as long as you, but I do believe he wouldn't want you to waste your life like this."
The simple mention of Will's name made my heart ache even more. I wanted Will. I wanted to be with him, but deep inside I knew Jack was right.
My gaze drifted from the sea, for the first time that day. I looked at Jack, yet I still did not speak.
"He was a good man," Jack spoke once again.
"He was," I agreed with deep sadness in my voice.
"Still is," Jack nodded, "Didn't deserve it though, to be separated from you and all."
I silently nodded. I found it strange how understanding Jack seemed to be of everything.
"Anyhow, seems how it's now just you and me, and starring at the sea is getting dreadfully boring, what do you suppose we do?" he asked.
How Jack and I ended up alone together is a rather long story. It all started when Jack cut a hole in Barbossa's map and kept the important part for himself. Barbossa of course did not like this at all and attacked Jack's ship, stealing the map also.
Jack of course, had wanted to attack Barbossa's ship and get his map back, but it was rather impossible considering Jack's "ship" was a mere rowboat and had been completely destroyed when Barbossa attacked.
Jack ended up in the middle of the ocean without a ship and somehow managed to reach shore. How he did this I still don't know and doubt that I ever will know. He's rather secretive about that.
I found him rummaging about on the land and the two of us commandeered a ship and that's how we ended up here, sailing in the middle of the ocean with absolutely no point or purpose.
"Jack?" I asked breaking the dreadful silence. "Why did you elect me as pirate king?"
"Why not?"
I nodded although I had no idea why.
"Truth is love," Jack continued, "I knew you wanted to fight rather than free Calypso and since I was for that id... wait a minute love..."
"What?"
"You really don't care do you?"
I nodded. Truth was I was simply trying to change the subject and get my mind off of Will for awhile.
"So, back to the subject at hand," Jack said, "Seems how you're pirate king... queen... and the fact that I have no map on me whatsoever... where do you suppose we sail to?"
"Jack?"
"Yes, I do believe that is my name, now..."
"Jack!" I said rolling my eyes, "I'm being serious here."
"Sorry, love."
"Is there any way we could possibly free Will?"
"Well, firstly I wouldn't say he's entirely trapped, and secondly... no."
"But there has to be a way doesn't there?"
" 'Fraid not love."
I sighed. Life wasn't fair. Why did everyone who I loved have to leave me?
"Life is never simple," Jack said out of the blue, almost as if he knew what I'd been thinking.
"Whoever said it was?" I asked.
"I don't know, just making a point."
I sighed once more. My mind was on Will again. I wanted to be with him—somehow.
"Is there anyway I could get on the ship?" I asked, hopeful.
"What ship?"
"The Dutchman?"
"Without dieing you mean?"
"Yes, obviously I do not wish to die, Jack Sparrow, unless..."
My mind suddenly started thinking dreary thoughts, thoughts of death and suicide. It wasn't pretty, but if it meant I could be with Will...
"I highly do not suggest killing yourself, love," Jack said.
"And why not?" I asked, completely forgetting all previous morals. Will was the only thing I could think about and because of him I appeared to have lost all sense of logic.
"Think about what you're saying, love. Right now it may seem like being with Will is the only important thing, but you and I, well, the Elizabeth who actually thinks, and I both know that's not what you want, love."
Something was incredibly wrong. Jack was making more sense than I was. Things were certainly abnormal.
"There may," Jack continued, "Perhaps be a way of saving Will, however."
My heart started racing. The sadness in my eyes vanished, happiness was finally there.
"How?" I asked incredibly happy.
He responded with one simple word, "Calypso."
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A/N:
Well, here's the start of my first AWE fan-fiction. Review to let me know what you think please!