Alex sped through the void towards the spirit world. His pace was so fast that he felt like his face was peeling off his skull. The trip was over in seconds. He stood up, dusted himself off and started walking. The spirit world was strange and cold. "Krystal!" he called. No response came and he kept going, the woods he was in were dark, but one thing he remembered about his twin sister, they had a way of knowing where the other was. Strange enough, his link to his sister worked even here in the spirit world.
Alex heard a faint "Alex!" from in front of him. Tightening the grip on his sword, Alex took off running. Following the sound, Alex dodged trees, slid under low branches and arched roots. Finally he entered a familiar clearing, the one he'd seen in Vadima's brew. "Krystal!" he called out. There was a coughing noise, Alex turned around to see his sister curled up in a ball. He ran over to her and helped Krystal to her feet.
Krystal was beaten and bruised pretty bad, Alex set to cleaning her up and noticing her red jacket was gone, he reached into his backpack and found his dad's old coat. He wrapped his sister in it and helped her back to the location the portal had dropped him off. That's when they heard a hissing noise "Looks like going home will have to wait." The musketeer turned and drew his pistols. There were seven spirits there. Alex cocked the hammers of his dragoons back and took aim. He ducked under one attack and landed a shot mid-chest of the first spirit. Finishing the rest of them off Alex turned back to his sister, she had passed out.
Alex holstered his guns, picked Krystal up and placed her on his back. "Okay," he said "Alex or Chris, open up the portal." Back in Witchdoctor's Sanctum, Chris D. shot a blast of balance magic at the second ingredient bowl to open the portal again. In the spirit world, Alex was ready to jump through when he heard a familiar voice "Son," it said "turn around." He turned to see the shimmering apparition of his father, Ryan Windlass.
"Dad?" he asked "Is that you?" His father's spirit nodded and walked up "Son, you have always cared about your sister, that's an admirable thing. Make sure to keep caring for her, and remember to become a great sharpshooter like your old man." Alex nodded and saluted his dad "I won't let you down dad!" he tightened his grip on his sister and jumped through the portal.
Once again he felt like his face was being ripped off of his skull. He exited the portal and his sister flew off his back into Blaze's arms "Got her Alex." He said. Alex was face down in a pile of conveniently placed pillows, he put up his left hand and raised his thumb. Standing up, musketeer actually got a better look at his sister. She was unconscious, her clothes were heavily tattered. He looked at his sister's shirt, torn to reveal her bra. Pants, also torn up.
He ran out of the sanctum, into his sister's bunkhouse (despite the screaming girls) and grabbed her backup clothes. He ran back to the sanctum, took off the torn clothes (keeping the undergarments in place) and redressed Krystal before pouring a mojo potion into her mouth and manually forcing her to swallow it. Krystal's eyes fluttered open. "A-Alex? What happened? All I remember is that fight, then nothing."
Alex threw his arms around his sister "You were trapped in the spirit world, had I not been able to save you, you would be with mom and dad." Tears welled in Krystal's eye and her grip around her brother tightened. "I can't thank you enough for bringing me back." The Windlass siblings separated and Alex looked his sister in the eyes "It was nothing really, besides, we still have plenty more adventures to have before we're done." The pirates and wizards walked down to the Kraken Skulls tavern. As they drank their Yum, Skinny Pete walked over. "Is one of ye Alex Windlass?" he asked.
Alex stood up and placed his bicorne on his head "I'm Alex Windlass." Skinny Pete nodded his head towards the cellar "Ye got some visitors in the cellar." Alex stood up "I'll be right back. Next round of Yum is on me." He walked over to the cellar door with Wing Chun and they climbed down, shutting the door behind them. "Okay, what's this about?" Alex asked has he turned around. "Captain Boochbeard?!" Alex asked in disbelief.
It had been years since Alex had seen the pirate who rescued him from the captivity of an Armada prison ship and the hands the hands of the diabolical clockworks. "Well Captain Windlass, or in Marleybone you're referred to as Admiral Windlass." The older pirate looked at the young pirate in front of him "I have to say, that is an impressive uniform. You really have made something of yourself." Mr. Gandry popped up from under the table and spoke "Nonetheless captain, we have a treasure hunt for you." The monkey said in his Polarian accent "Are you familiar with the seven fragments of the Scarab King's Scimitar?"
Alex nodded and said "It's a legendary scimitar that was found in the treasure room of Pharaoh Krokhotep he used it in two Krokotopian wars before it drove him mad, the. When he was laid to rest, the sword broke, his dying wish was to scatter those seven fragments be scattered throughout the spiral. The fragments were carried off on trade vessels and thrown overboard whenever the crew felt like."
This impressed Boochbeard. The bearded burly pirate placed a map on the table alongside a Krokotopian scroll. "These are all yours captain. The monkey and I have far too many things to do. But I think this hunt may help you find some leads on a piece to the map to El Dorado." Alex tucked the items into his pack "Thank you captain Boochbeard. It was great seeing you again." He climbed out of the cellar and Wing Chun turned to him "Captain, are you sure that you wish to undertake this quest? If you reunite the blade's fragments, the sword will reform." Alex nodded and spoke in a hushed tone to the crane disciple. "I plan on getting the blade back into one piece and donating it to the Marleybone Museum."
The crane nodded his approval, "You are a good man captain. Now, shall we gather the crew and set sail?" Alex raised a gloved hand and put up a thumb "Let's do this Wing." Paying off his friends' tabs, Alex walked down the path to the docks. He was joined by Chris. "So… treasure hunt?" he asked. Alex nodded and said, "You and me bro. We can set sail tomorrow." The musketeer and privateer parted ways and Alex sailed home.