1This is my Christmas Special! (yay!) I hope you all like it! I do. So, here is the synopsis since it is kinda confusing and can't be explained in the few sentences given for summaries.

Synopsis (or summary if you prefer): This is a pirate parody. It is a parody for the movie "It's a Wonderful Life", the book "The Five People You Meet in Heaven" by Mitch Album, and Charles Dickens' classic: "A Christmas Carol".

Will wishes that he was never born. Can 5 spirits of his life in the past save his future?

Enjoy!

Chapter 1: "Christmas Eve"

The rain flew off of his long, brown cloak, whipped by the wind. His boots were caked in mud. His head was bent to make the wind steadier on him. This position made his back ache due to the strained muscles that shot cascading pains down his spine. He looked up to find his house, blinking away the rain that blew into his deep, brown eyes and proceeded to roll softly down the sides of his face like tears of great sorrow.

The small, wooden home was just within his rainy-vision. Again he bent his head, ignoring his spine's agonizing pain, and ran up the gently sloping hill, to the front door. Mud splashed and soaked his trousers up to his thighs.

The door was forced open and closed by him as quick as possible to shut the rain out.

Sighing, he whipped off his hat, and cloak and pulled off his mud-caked boots.

"Merry Christmas, Mr. Turner." Came a soft voice from behind him.

He froze and slowly turned, his eyes wide, to gaze at his beautiful wife who was standing just behind him.

"Elizabeth, why are you home early?" He stared at his wife's stunning red dress that seemed to have a design of black roses imprinted on it. She had tied a black ribbon in her hair and her wavy, brown locks, gently brushed her shoulders.

"Where did you get that?" he exclaimed before he could stop himself.

"What?" She stared at him, taken aback.

"The dress." he made himself clearer.

"I bought it just for you to see. Do you like it?" She spun for him on the spot, not taking in his angry expression.

"It's nice." he commented.

She smiled, showing bright white teeth. "What's wrong?" she suddenly asked, alarmed. Her smile faltered.

"Nothing. I"m just tired." He forced a smile.

She led him to a chair and sat on the arm next to him. She began playing with his curly hair, and lay her head on his shoulder.

"Will, before we eat, I need to tell you something." She broke off and he could hear a serious tone in her voice. But he didn't feel like talking seriously right now. "It's about something that happened to me in Tortuga," she continued.

Suddenly he sprang up from the chair and accidentally seized her wrist.

Elizabeth gave the slightest little shriek and jumped back, but his grip was a little too hard and she couldn't pull free.

"Let go of me!" she screamed at him, louder than she had intended.

He didn't know what was happening. She moved too fast for him, and the next thing he knew, he was laying on his back, on the floor, having no memory of how he got there. Elizabeth had sank to her knees next to him and was sobbing into her hands.

It was his turn to over react.

"Bloody hell," he whispered to himself. "What'd you do that for!"

Elizabeth looked up at him. Her cheeks were blotchy and red from her tears. Disbelief was written all over her face.

Quickly he stood and walked towards the door. Pain shot up his spine, but he ignored it.

"No! Will!" He heard Elizabeth stumble behind him.

"Please!" Elizabeth screamed and threw herself at him. "No! Will! Don't leave me! Please, don't leave me!"

She was gripping his shirt as though she could tug him back.

He shook her off easily and proceeded to the door.

"I'm scared," Elizabeth sobbed.

But he didn't hear her. He had exited the door and left her on the floor she had fallen to when he had shaken her off. She now lay there, sobbing --- he had broken her heart.

Quickly he made his way to the docks of Port Royal. The chilling rain beat down on him and soaked his shirt, but he paid it no heed.

In the windows of houses he saw families sitting down for Christmas dinner, and married couples stealing kisses.

It made his heart ache at how much he had missed Elizabeth. She had been gone for several weeks, meeting with the governor of Tortuga. They had needed to discuss affairs of her father's recent death.

He approached the tavern and saw that the lights were still lit inside. He imagined the taste of rum and figured that he had just enough money for a couple of pints.

Blackness.

The wind whistled.

Something cold touched his nose. What the! SNOW! It was snowing in the Caribbean! He was dreaming, he had to be. Slowly he opened his eyes. A bright light shot forth and he squinted at the shape of a woman nearing him.

After a moment he could see her face. He knew her.

"Mother," he whispered.

HA HA! Cliffhanger! Alright well I hope you guys liked it.

OK, well it is very out there, yes I know. And it is very confusing. But it is confusing because it needs to be. So if your brain cells can't handle all of the thinking (which I'm sure they can) then I suggest you move on.

I hope that you guys keep up with my story, and next chapter is the explanation chapter.

There is a bit of abuse in it, but really it is only mentioned. I don't like to go into detail about that subject, thus the writing won't be in detail.

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Thanks very much!