"You all remember said compass do you not?" she asked looking around at many of her former crew mates; many of whom had very perplexed looks ridden upon their faces but they all nodded. "Well it was I that created the blasted thing. This whole situation is of my doing when you come to think about it," the god spoke putting a finger on her chin, seemingly in thought. "A great deal of things seem to be my fault lately. I should maybe try to stay out of mortal business ay? It's very hard not to though when I'm in a mortal body, no? Kinda puts a cramp on the whole 'no meddling' business."

Will's eyes widened at the information he had just received. This was brilliant. If this was Ana's doing then she could essentially undo it. "You did this? Then you can undo this can you not?"

"Wrong lad. Everything I do is for a reason. You have to fix this yourselves. There's a way."

Will yelled. "How?" His voice startled the crew but did nothing to shake Barbossa, the unconscious Tia Dalma and especially not Anamaria who sat there un-phased opening the locket.

"It's beautiful is it not?"

No one answered and no one spoke for a time. Until a bold voice came forward from Marty, the shortest man of the lot. "How did you do this?"

"I thought you'd never ask…"

Many, many years before.

Fingers played their way over the keys of the organ. A melancholy tune erupted from the instrument, and the owner of said digits sat before it with closed eyes lost in his own thought. A figured loomed in the dark listening to the music, leaning back on the wall with her arms crossed. Soon the music stopped and the figure stood on her on own using her hands as praise to the music. He heard the applause and turned around to acknowledge the figure that startled him.

"Davy Jones," the figure said making their way over to him and his instrument. He said nothing but look at the silhouette he could figure out in the darkness. The closer the person got the more he could distinguish her features. Dark skin…long hair…

"Tia!" It only smirked and shook it's head.

"Now, now Davy. Not all dark skinned women are that of Tia Dalma," said the woman stopping to pick up odds and ends placed carefully in Jones's cabin.

"You know my Tia?" It smirked unbeknown to Davy who remained in the dark as to the person's identity.

She crossed over to the other side of the room keeping her face and identity a secret to the man that he was now. Yes, this Davy Jones was a man. Before he became the creature he is in many a tale. But that is a long story yet. "Aye Davy, I know Tia."

"How? How did you get on this ship? We're in the middle of the bloody ocean! And how did you get in my cabin? How did you know Tia and how do you know my name?" The figure just stood there reading a paper she found on top of something ignoring but not unaware of the questions.

"That's a right many questions you have Mr. Jones... Beautiful composition this is I can imagine." He stood up enraged, confused and curious at the same time. The organ began to play without him. This tune was a bit less melancholy, though it was low in key with a slow pace. Davy looked at the keys move without his fingers. The keys moved up and down without a soul to force them.

His eyes widened in a delayed reaction as was his custom. "What the bloody hell?"

"I wanted to hear the composition," she stated nonchalantly.

"How the hell are you doin' that?"

She shrugged and replied casually: "Magic."

His eyes narrowed at the figure. "Show yourself!" It had only been a short time and he had already begun to get tired of the mysterious beings antics. She actually quite reminded him of Jack Sparrow. A man that had run out Davy's patience long ago.

She clicked her tongue. "See here Davy…I am running this show. You'd best just sit back and enjoy the ride."

"Who are you? And what do you want?"

"Ah…I can tell you like to be in control of things. Well that is horribly bad luck. But…for your benefit I shall tell you my name." She stopped short; the keys falling into place as the piece ended on the organ.

"Well……?"

"The name's Anamaria."

A/N: Many, many thanks to my loves captainme,jackNanamaria and Countess of Angels.

jackNanamaria: Yes I did mean that luv!  I promise that soon I will soon update the W/A fic! I just want to make sure that I do a good job on Green Apples and Just Like Him. Once I'm steady with these two then I will try to add another story in the mix. So please be patient with me! I promise it'll be worth it!