Author's Notes: Thanks for all my reviews, I've been spending a lot of time gazing at the moon, so this is what gave me the idea. Sorry it's short! Next chapter should be longer. Sorry for the long wait in update, but I've been reading too much… a JOHNNY DEPP BIOGRAPHY! Go me! And then there's homework… Chris… Chris… oh, and did I mention Chris?
Title: The Silver Chests
Rating: M for adult nature and language
Summary: After Will's death Elizabeth's life goes on as a Pirate. She searched for Jack in desperation, but after finding three of the legendary Silver Chests, along with a few other unwanted problems, Elizabeth comes very close to losing her life. Only one person can save her, but will they be able to make it on time? LizJac
Disclaimer: Look, if I owned POTC, do you think I'd be here now?!
Chapter Four: The Moon
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When Elizabeth finally came to, she was staring up at a face she longed to see.
The face of Jack Sparrow.
His dreadlocks falling down over his tanned skin, and his almost black eyes staring worriedly at her.
'You okay, love?' he asked.
'Great now you're here! She cried, but as she went to throw her arms around his neck, he vanished into vapour.
'Sorry for deceiving you, young child. I am your greatest weakness. You wish to find the next two chests? You must go thorugh a series of tasks…'
The voice that had just spoken stopped and Elizabeth found herself back on the odd pink sand, looking up at the sun.
Stupid mind playing tricks on her. Slowly, she stood up and looked around her. There were no palm trees, only pink sand.
'Lookin' for something, love?' the Captain's voice startled Elizabeth and she quickly looked at the source of the noise.
Once again, he was there.
'I'm no falling for it this time!'
'Fallin' for what, love?' he asked, moving closer to her.
As much as Elizabeth wanted to resist and run from this person who was Jack, she allowed herself to be entwined in his arms and kissed fiercely.
When they broke apart, Jack took Lizzie's hand in his own, before leading her further into the island.
'Jack where are you taking me?' Elizabeth asked, curious.
'To find your bloody chest thingies,' was his reply.
'But the chests were clues to you… so I don't need them anymore,' Elizabeth was a bit uneasy of this pirate, for he did not seem to be acting like the Jack she knew. But he'd died… death can change a man.
'Now, now love, no arguing with the Captain,' Jack said, tapping his hat.
Sighing, Elizabeth let herself be led by this strange man.
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'Chil'… how could you fall for it? Silly, silly girl… it a trap…'
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Elizabeth gazed at the full moon above them. They had been walking in silence for hours. Elizabeth had been tempted to ask about what death was like, but always talked herself out of it. Jack didn't seem to mind the silence, which was strange to her.
The utter beauty of the moon above them captured Elizabeth in a way it never had before. It seemed to hypnotise her, pulling her away from the island and Jack, and into its splendour.
Come to me… it called.
Elizabeth smiled. She could hear it calling her, ad all she wanted was to comply. So she did.
Good girl… it praised her for listening to it.
Elizabeth felt her legs suddenly turn to jelly, and she fell, her eyes never leaving the moon.
Darkness enveloped her, and she embraced it as her own. Little did she know that was just the start of a great power overtaking her…
