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The first chapter of my next story. Enjoy.
"Come on Mrs. Turner, you need to push. We need to get that child out," the midwife said.
Elizabeth Turner was a very strong woman...of course she was strong; she was the Pirate King! Childbirth and being over a month early however... Elizabeth pushed again with all her might.
"Just one more Miss, one more."
Elizabeth wanted to scream out in frustration; almost 17 hours had gone by. She pushed and it was finally finished.
"Oh dear," the midwife said with a sigh and a frown.
Why hadn't Elizabeth heard the first cries of her child yet? "What's wrong?" she asked suddenly very awake.
"I'm very sorry ma'am, tis a stillborn."
Stillborn. The words went into her ear and yet she could not comprehend them. The very product of hers and Will's love. It was not possible!
Elizabeth cried long into the night. Why was this happening? She had been married to Will for what seemed like one glorious hour. Then that blasted Jones took him from her. Then all it took was one act of kindness on Jack Sparrow's part and nothing would be the same. Will now had to sail the seas of the undead for the next ten years. And now Elizabeth had to go through that time alone.
She had stopped crying because the tears had run out. She stared at the wall of her bedroom.
Suddenly, she heard movement from behind her where the door was. Elizabeth knew it could only be trouble so she reached under her bed and grabbed her sword. The person moved closer and closer to her. In one swift motion, she pulled it out and held it in front of her.
"Good evenin' Mrs. Turn-ah."
"Tia, I mean Calypso?" she said putting the sword down.
The being, now in her human form, gave a smile that hid the truth as to why she had come. "I felt you pain calling to me. Tell me chil'."
Fresh tears began to obscure her vision. "I was with child; Will's child. The child we made with our love and sh-she didn't make it to see the light of day." She continued to cry into her hands until she felt the other woman begin to hug her and rub her back.
"Dere, dere. Come, we go for a walk."
Elizabeth nodded and together the two of them went on a quiet walk on the beach.
It was still very late. Elizabeth had paused and looked up at the moonlit sky. "When Will and I were first to be married, before Beckett arrested us, we would every week look up at the stars together and comment on constellations and so forth."
"You will do dat again someday. Are you keeping him heart safe?"
"Yes, it is safely hidden in my home."
"Where?"
Elizabeth looked curiously at the woman. "Why do you want to know that?"
"Curious," was all she said with a grin.
"In my wardrobe. It was the only place where I had enough room to put it." She was still wary of the goddess.
"Are you hungry child?" Calypso asked taking an apple from her pocket.
"Where did you get that?" Elizabeth asked as it was handed to her.
"Magic. Go ahead; it is delicious."
Going against better judgment, Elizabeth did indeed take a bite. Almost instantly she felt herself fall forward into the water. Elizabeth sank and her legs began to tingle.
"You are cursed Mrs. Tur-nah," Calypso's voice said into her head "You are now of de sea, neva to leave her for de next 200 years. You have a touch of destiny about you."
"But what of Will?" Elizabeth asked.
She was given no response.
2 Years later-
"Alright men, just a bit closer."
Three people up ahead were floating in the sea of the dead. They were brought aboard before a man with a gentle smile.
"Gentlemen," he said "do any of you fear death?"
The three looked to each other and shook their heads.
"Then I shall take you all to the other side."
Will nodded to his crew and they went about making sure the three were alright as he walked into his cabin. It has now been two years since he began his duty. He'd done everything he was supposed to and then some. He was just sitting down at his desk to relax when there was a knock on the door. "Come in."
It opened to reveal his father with a grim look on his face. "Will, you've gotta come out here," he said heavily.
"What's wrong?" Will asked alarmed.
"Just come."
Will exited the cabin to find his crew standing around something or indeed someone. "Calypso?"
"Capt'n Tur-nah," she said grinning.
He couldn't say a word. It was not her mere presence that bothered him; it was the chest that she held in her arms that did. "What's happened?" he asked alarmed.
"Your wife has passed on. She died in chil'birth."
"Elizabeth cannot be dead," he said coming forward and grabbing her by the shoulders.
"Will," his father said urgently.
Yet the man did not let go. "You have the chest and my heart; tell me what happened," Will said practically in tears.
"I did not want to tell you dis but de chil'; he was not yours. Your wife only died a week ago."
"What is this absurdity," Bootstrap exclaimed.
"Wh-what?" Will asked slowly.
"Your wife had no means of profit and therefore had to use her body to gain it. Wit 'er last dying breat she may have named her child William but he is of no blood of your own."
"You are lying. Why would you say something like that?!" His eyes were flashing now.
"Because deep down you know it to be de truth."
With that said she dropped the chest on the deck and vanished without a trace. All was silent for a few moments. Bootstrap moved to lay a fatherly hand on Will's shoulder when the boy pushed past him, grabbed the chest and ran into his cabin and locked the door behind him.
Will began to go lax with his duties. More souls had begun to come into the land of the dead but he refused them passage. His eyes had lost that familiar glow they once had. With everyday that went by that he did not help anyone was another day that the curse began anew. And when those first ten years were up and if his beloved he been able to set him free; all they'd find was a being lost to the sea who would only be able to spend his one day searching for someone to love in order for the curse to be lifted. But since he only loved one woman, then there was no hope for the curse to rise.
On the 20th year of his banishment, a lone figure floated nearby. They had the face of a beautiful, young woman with long blonde hair. She sadly watched as the ship's captain returned once again to his post after having not found that special someone. She could not look any longer.
"I love you Will," she thought to herself. Turning, she swam away with only the flick of her mermaid's tail behind her.
Ooo, bad start for our two lovers. I tried really hard with the Tia speech pattern but it was hard. Next chapter will be up in the middle of the week after I post the last chapters of 120 Hours. Thanks for reading.
