"There's something wrong out there, Edward."

Adé's voice was uneasy as he looked out the window. The dim lighting in the cabin made it almost impossible to see, as Edward's eyes traced the map on the table. He could hear nothing but the sound of the breeze outside. The men had grown very silent. The lights were out on deck to keep suspecting ships at bay. But it wasn't that that kept the men perturbed – it was the wind. It had changed the past couple nights. You didn't have to be a brigand on the high seas to know that something was happening.

"At ease, Adé. It's just the wind."

"And for once, Captain, I don't believe you."

Edward exhaled as he walked over to stand next to him. "What are you thinking."

"I can't believe I'm thinkin' it, but I am." He answered after a few moments. "I've been told tales of certain men that have walked among us. But they're not of us. They are called back when we, in the present, need them most. Now here's the mystery, Edward: They themselves don't even know that they were called back. I've been told it's like they are mere recollections of someone else's… mind. They don't act any different, they don't look any different, but they're imposters in the flesh. They are not here by their own choice. It's like they weresent."

"Sent? By whom?"

Adé turned to look at Edward. "Most don't know. But I have my reasonings."

"Care to share?"

Suddenly, a cannon was heard in the distance.

"Not tonight."

Both Adé and Edward hastily ran up to the deck to take charge of the men. Splintered wood shot in their faces, as smoke surrounded them on all sides. Yells and shouts to load the cannons and return fire were heard on all ends of the ship, as men picked themselves up off the ground and ran. It was chaos. They returned damage on the inflicting schooner, and pretty soon it looked like they were winning the battle.

"Stay alert, men! Keep drowning it!" Edward commanded with a slight smile on his face. He turned to celebrate the potential victory with Adé, but instead his face contorted into confusion.

"Adé!" he hollered, and his right hand man came up beside him once more.

"What is it?"

Edward could only point at the clouds. "What… what is that?" A weird light was coming from the sky, and all around it storm clouds were forming.

"I think we're dealing with something else here, sir…"

Just then, a huge bolt of lightning shot from the sky. Veins of light shot for miles around in the water, causing the ship to shudder.

"What is that?!" several men shouted from the boat in fear. The enemy ship quickly took off and soon disappeared southward. Edward could only look agape at the water. What is happening…

Another bolt of lightning shot again, the veins in the water causing waves to form and toss the ship about in a frenzy. The men were going into a panic. It was raining hard now.

"Everyone into my cabin! Adé, take the men into my cabin, and don't wait for me!"

"Sir, are you mad?"

"I'll be right there, I just want to get the ship away from this mess!"

Adé gave orders to go into the captain's cabin and everyone made haste. He looked back at Edward.

"Don't wait for me!" He could barely hear his captain's command through the rain before he closed the door to the cabin. Edward turned back to the light.What is that…

He stood at tip of the ship as it sailed closer and closer to the phenomenon. His eyes searched the sky as the thunder rolled on and on. He was just beneath it now. Suddenly, right next to the boat another bolt of lightning came falling down. The tremors in the water shook the boat so harshly, Edward heard the entire ship crack. He ran to the wheel and spun it as hard as he could to keep the ship from snapping in half. As he held it, he looked up at the treacherous sky right as another bolt came down. Instantly, as if sent from the sky itself, another ship came scraping alongside his own as boards went flying everywhere, peeling them off like an orange. Edward looked on in horror and shock.

He caught the glimpse of a hooded figure, crouched on the plank, before it sailed off as if the Jack Daw weren't even there. Edward peered through the rain after it. He looked up at the sky, and then down at his hands still holding the wheel taught. He closed his eyes as he gathered himself and exhaled.

His eyes shot open in the direction of the frigate. Then he let go.

The wheel spun rapidly in the opposite direction once more and straight towards the boat. Edward threw on his hood and his eyes glinted in the wake of adventure as they narrowed. He smiled.

"All hands on deck."