A/N: Ok, guys! Here's Chapter Three! Sorry about the wait! I thought I uploaded it but I guess I didn't! Hope you enjoy it and remember... I'm always up for ideas!
Chapter Three
Realizations
WILL'S POV
"Elizabeth!" I called out. I was drenched in water and covered in filth. All I could hear were cries from young children and their mothers. As I stood, I looked around. Most of Port Royal had been destroyed. "Lizzie!" I cried again. Still nothing. I took off walking, until I heard a crunch. I looked down and moved my foot away from the object that it covered. I bent down. It was my dear sweet Elizabeth's bouquet of calla lilies. I picked it up. I saw Jack approach me. He looked as if he'd been swallowed by the Kraken again. "What's wrong with ye, mate?" Jack asked. I looked at him briefly then back to the bouquet. They still had Elizabeth's scent on them. In a hushed voice, I answered, "Elizabeth's gone, Jack."
ELIZABETH'S POV
I decided to follow Bella and Keith when they asked me to. As we walked, I looked around me. This world that I was in was so unusual. I had never seen anything like it. "New York has odd things," I blurted out. I was more amazed than scared at my surroundings. Keith looked at me oddly. There was no doubt about it in my mind. He had to be related to Will Turner. They had the same build and the same curls. Bella even looked like Will. Keith asked, "What do you mean?" I pointed to the moving objects in the road and then to the large buildings.
"We don't have these in my time," I answered. Bella and Keith stopped in their tracks. I just kept on walking. "Elizabeth!" Bella called from behind me. I stopped and looked at the twins. "What is it?" I asked. They soon approached me. By the expressions on their faces, they had questions. I just hoped I had answers. Keith opened his mouth to speak but no words came. Instead, Bella said, "We have questions for you. Questions that shouldn't be answered here. We'll take you to our house and you can change into some of mom's clothes." I nodded and jumped back as Bella waved her hand out and shouted for this thing they called a taxi.
Within minutes, a yellow moving object stopped in front of us. Keith held the door open so Bella and I could climb in. The whole ride to their home was quiet.
WILL'S POV
"Gone? What do ye mean by gone?" Jack grumbled. I looked up at him and stood, getting into his face. I showed him the bouquet. Jack shook his head. I don't think he believed me. I know that I didn't want to believe it either. It was only a year ago that Governor Swann was murdered. He had been like a father to me except until I engaged in piracy. I couldn't bear the thought that I could've possibly lost Elizabeth too.
"Belay that talk, Will! I'm sure the lass is alive," Jack answered. I looked at him in surprise. I couldn't believe the bloody pirate told me to shut up. I didn't know what to do now. I just knew that I had to find Elizabeth.
ELIZABETH'S POV
We pulled up to a large house within moments. I saw Keith pay the man with some green form of money. We all climbed out of the yellow taxi and headed up the walk, inside the house. I stood in the middle of a room and glanced around. A painting that hung at my home hung on the walls of these Turners. Bella had gone upstairs to retrieve me a pair of her mother's clothes and Keith stayed with me. I looked at him after examining the painting. I asked, "Where did you get this painting, Keith?"
He glanced at the painting to see what I was talking about. "It hung in my six times great grandfathers (A/N: I tried to figure out how many greats it would be and it got too confusing! Sorry!) home 315 years ago," he answered. "Do you recognize it?" I nodded and ran my fingers over the picture, examining it more. I turned back to Keith and saw Bella standing on the staircase with clothes for me. I went to say something but declined. I walked over to Bella and took the clothes from her.
She directed me to a room so I could change. After I was finished, I looked myself over. Never have I ever worn such comfortable clothing. I braided my knotted hair and tied it into a not at the end so it would stay. When I walked back to Bella and Keith, they were looking at the painting and whispering. Trying not to startle them, I said, "It was my fathers most treasured painting. It hung in our manor on Port Royal."
They jumped and turned to look at me. "Who are you really?" Bella asked. I bit my lip and smiled before answering. "I told you," I began. "I'm Elizabeth Swann. I was born in 1670 in England. My father became the Governor of Port Royal in 1680 when I was ten years old. Today I married William Turner so I guess you could say that I'm now Elizabeth Turner. We were about to finish the wedding up when an earthquake hit."
They all stared at me in awe. I shrugged and out of my mouth came a "what?". They started giggling which also caused me to giggle. They took off running upstairs and I followed. We came to a stop when they entered a big library. It was filled with hundreds, if not thousands, of books. I read the titles of the books, tracing my fingers along them. Many of them were old and about family history. A few books were even about pirates.
"Your family is in to pirates and piracy?" I asked, still examining. Keith was the one to answer. He said, "Our father is. Our six times great grandmother became a pirate after meeting Captain Jack Sparrow. She was first captured by Captain Barbosa of the Black Pearl." I smiled more. They were talking about me!
Bella continued, "When her lover and others tried to save Jack from the Kraken, she became a Pirate Lord in place of Captain Sao Feng and eventually became Pirate King because of Jack. Will Turner, our six times great grandfather, is said to have had his heart cut out and was granted immortality once Jack helped him stab Davey Jones' heart just so Will would live. Many say that Will still sails the Flying Dutchman."
Elizabeth shook her head. Most was right but some was wrong. "Will is no longer the Captain of the Flying Dutchman. Calypso gave him his life back. He doesn't have to wait ten years just to see his lover. I'm your six times great grandmother. My husband is your six times great grandfather. And Jack⦠please don't get me started on that pirate," I said. "Wait until I tell you some more tales. Tales that aren't in books."
