Many people could ask themselves how a ship like that could still sailing. The hull was full of crusts and so colorless that you couldn't know which color had had mast,rotten by the passage of time,could barely stand. The sails,black as coal,had frayed edges and holes of the size of cannonballs. But this ship wasn't a common ship. It was a cursed ship which had to accomplish a pretty special mission through the centuries with its crew and its captain. Many people of the ship,including the captain,have tried to run away from their mission throughout their lives but nobody can run away from his destiny forever and the curse had pursued them until they had returned to the ,it was the only ship which was able to travel between worlds without the help of a magic bean so they sometimes received requests of help from other kingdoms. If the captain determined that the reason of the request worthed it he helped them,but if not...if not,they were become into members of the crew,and being a member of the crew was permanent. It was a written rule in every kingdom:"you can't run away from the Flying Dutchman".

Because of this,the captain Davy Jones thought that people of Storybrooke were really desperate when he received their letter asking him to go to the ,more people for my crewthought while he kept the letter in his jacket.

PS:This is my first fanfic in english so sorry if I make any mistake. I also posted this fanfic in spanish. I promise I will continue with this story,in spanish and in english.