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Just a bit of an idea I had.


The newest group of souls was standing on board the Dutchman clutching to each other frightened. None more so than a young girl who had curly brown hair and bright blue eyes.

They had heard the stories of the evil Captain who press ganged people into his service. He was said to have a claw for one hand and a long tentacle like an octopus on the other.

Jessica wasn't sure of what was going to happen; she'd been wandering these dark seas for what felt like forever. She couldn't really remember much from before she arrived here. She didn't even know where here was until the others told her.

Jessica remembered crying when she realized she was dead. Being only ten years old, she thought she had so long to live.

Looking around at the crew members, none of them seemed particularly scary. Though, a door opened and everyone seemed to make a barrier around her protecting her from their view.

"Fear not," a voice said.

The crew stopped their duties for a moment and stood at attention to their Captain. He stepped out and raised an eyebrow at his crew.

He went over to a taller man and whispered something to him. "I hate it when they do that."

The man shrugged and the Captain continued to walk forward. He seemed...younger than the rest of his crew.

"Welcome to the Flying Dutchman," he said coming to a halt before them.

"It's Davy Jones!" one of the people with Jessica said fearfully pointing to him.

"No, Jones is dead. I'm his replacement. I am Captain William Turner and again I welcome you. Now, down to business, do any of you fear death?"

He looked expectantly at them and slowly two people raised their hands.

"Alright then, if you do then you have the chance to crew on this ship for however long until you are ready to pass on."

"You mean, we're not going to be press ganged?" one asked.

The Captain raised an eyebrow. "New Captain, new rules. Mr. Turner, please take them to their temporary quarters."

"Aye Captain," the tall man said.

Everyone moved forward but Jessica wanted to get a long look at the Captain. Just before she went into the doorway, the man looked over to her and waved.


Jessica was put in a bedroom with another woman who was in their group. They were supposed to be resting but she thought it to be rather silly.

Weren't they supposed to be dead? What need was there to sleep now? Leaving the room silently, Jessica went on deck to look at the sky.

"It's a beautiful night tonight."

Jessica turned quickly to find that it was the Captain who had spoken to her and she became immediately frightened. "I'm sorry Captain; I know I shouldn't be out of my room and..."

The man began to chuckle. "It's quite alright milady. Couldn't sleep?"

He sat down on a barrel and patted on the one next to him so she could sit.

"No sir; I just can't wait to be with them again soon."

"Be with whom?"

"My family. I know someone will be there to see me."

"How did you come to be on the sea?"

"Well Captain..."

"Please, call me Will."

"Why?"

The man shrugged. "It's more comfortable than Captain."

"Alright, Will," she said with a smile. It caused him to smile back. "I sailed to England with my uncle because he was supposed to pick up someone. And then I got sick. One night I closed my eyes, and then I woke up here."

"Your uncle, who was he?"

"Why Captain James Norrington, my Mum's brother. Have you ever met him?"

"We've crossed paths. Can you excuse me for a moment?"

The Captain, Will, ran off leaving a confused Jessica in his wake. He returned a few minutes later with a man at his side who he was whispering to in the shadows.

Jessica stood up to try and get a good look at him. He stepped forward and she gasped. "Uncle James!" she said running over to him.

He wrapped her in a hug. "Jessica."

"I'll leave you two alone for a bit," Will said before walking towards his cabin.

"Thanks Will, er Captain," James said.

Will nodded and left them alone.


The ship stopped and Jessica looked out to see a foggy island in the distance. "Is that where we're going?"

She felt an arm and looked up to see her Uncle.

"It was wonderful seeing you again dear," he said hugging her.

"You too Uncle. Maybe I'll see you soon."

"Maybe."

She noticed that he had a tear going down his cheek which she promptly wiped away before giving him one more hug.

"Those of you passing on please step into the longboat. The rest of you go about your business as usual," Will said going into Captain mode.

"Goodbye Uncle James," Jessica whispered before walking away.

Once she was in the longboat, she waved once more as the vessel was lowered and before long it disappeared into the fog.

"Good bye," James whispered back.


I'm going to make this a weekly thing. Thanks for reading.