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Davy Jones paced around the ship. He was being impatient, Beckett thought but Agatha understood him completely. He'd been trapped in some hell of a locker designed to punish him for eternity now he wanted to get to the closest thing he had to a home – her home. He could roam freely now for there was another taking his place and Agatha couldn't be happier.

Jones walked over to where Beckett and Waite were talking to Agatha. He looked to see her showing the men one of her crystals. They could see the transformation slowly starting in Captain Will Turner and how he was beginning to panic. "Soon he will be a monster, even worse than anything my father ever was."

"As long as he remains in the locker, he's a monster," Waite reminded the rest. Beckett nodded in agreement.

"When he has completely lost himself to the monster he is becoming. He will be doomed to the locker forever because even those who might attempt a rescue won't recognize him or even if they do recognize him they will think that there is not any hope for him," Agatha explained

"So what of Sparrow," Beckett snidely remarked to Agatha.

"I will kill him myself," Davy snapped at Beckett in reply.

"Death would be an easy escape. I'm not willing to let him off that easily," Waite answered.

"Yes, torture him first then kill him," Beckett said with an evil smirk on his face, "I could easily shoot him."

"No, I'll run him through and let him bleed to death," Thomas suggested.

Suddenly the discussion on Jack Sparrow's demise turned into a three way argument between Henry Beckett, Thomas Waite and Davy Jones. Agatha had had enough, "shut up or I'll cast a silence spell on you all." The three men quickly silenced themselves and looked at Agatha. "I have an idea," she began, "and I think that all of you will be more than pleased with it."

"I'm listening," her father said almost beaming with pride at the control his daughter had.

"As am I," Thomas said.

"Intently," Henry added.

"We can torture him all you want. Beat him until he's nothing but black and blue for all I care but don't kill him. Send him to the locker," Agatha told him.

"He's escaped once before dear daughter."

"We want to make sure he's not coming back this time," Waite said agreeing with Jones.

Agatha said nothing but held up the ring had Waite had stolen from Elizabeth. The men stopped their verbal assault and looked at her. She smiled, "As Will Turner's mind becomes clouded and confused in the locker and it will. I can use this ring to create a false image in Will's mind. He will see his beloved wife in the arms of another man – another pirate – a friend none the less – Captain Jack Sparrow."

"But that's torturing Turner, not Sparrow," Waite said.

"Ah – but then after Turner sees his wife with Sparrow in the confused and tortured mental state he will be in. He'll be furious. He'd like nothing better than to see Jack Sparrow dead."

"I see," Henry said catching on to her scheme.

"Then all we do is send Jack Sparrow into the locker with Will Turner. Turner will kill him and fate will have dealt a cruel blow – Sparrow will die at the hands of his own friend."

"My dear Agatha, you do take after me so much. As much as I would love to kill Sparrow me self, this is so much crueler. I like your plan."

For once all agreed, they could torture Jack but they would happily leave the killing of Jack Sparrow up to Will Turner. They all raised their glasses in celebration but Davy saw some glimmer in Agatha's eyes. "That's not all is it, my dear?"

"You know me so well father. Well why stop with Will Turner and Jack Sparrow? Let's make our revenge complete by tormenting Turner's wife Elizabeth."

Davy Jones let out an evil laugh and both Henry and Thomas joined in. "Just what did you have in mind daughter?"

"Well, separating them is torture – it is true but using the ring I can show her in her dreams what is happening to her beloved husband. She can witness his transformation from the handsome man he once was into the monster that she will lose him to forever."

Davy Jones put his hand on his chin and smiled. Waite simply nodded in agreement while Beckett remarked, "I do like your way of thinking my dear. Her only escape from reality – sleep will be marked with horror. But will she just tell herself it's only a dream?"

"No. She will believe. She will believe it all because Will Turner believes it all to be true. Remember he doesn't even realize he's in the locker? He believes he cursed them all due to his unfaithfulness," Agatha said she said emphasizing the last words.

"Well," Thomas Waite began, "it certainly appears that you have thought of every little detail."

"Thank you," Agatha cooed back, "I learned so much from my parents."

Davy Jones stood up prouder if that was even possible and put his arm around his daughter, "So my dear, how's your mother?" Davy looked over to Henry and Thomas and started glaring at them. They both picked up on his cue and immediately left the father and daughter alone to talk.

"Haven't seen her in years father."

"Really? I'm a bit surprised to hear that considering you are her only child. You are her only child aren't you?"

"Yes father," she said half laughing, "I'd know it if I had siblings. I am sorry to say that she was not faithful to you; but she wouldn't allow herself to have any more children after me."

"Still to just let you go – especially after all these years."

"Seems mother and I – well let's just say she didn't appreciate my way of thinking."

"Ah, I see."

"She told me that I was obsessed with freeing you and you deserved to be in the locker after you bound her all those years."

"Well yes. I can see her being a bit upset but she wasn't there for me after ten years."

"You don't have to explain father - I know."

"But how my daughter did you learn so much from her?"

"Remember father, when she was bound I had more power than she did. Calypso might have been bound but her child was not. She taught me everything she knew so that I could help her and while she was trying to figure out a way to undo her binding. Well, let's just say we supposedly never found a way," Agatha snickered, "so she just kept teaching me more and more until I knew everything that she did. It wasn't until then that she finally realized that I was using her for her knowledge. She told me I was my father's daughter. To which I thanked her immensely."

Davy laughed and gave Agatha a hug, "Thank you daughter."

"I just wanted to make sure that you would be free before I died."

"Died? Agatha, you're not-"

"Not close father but as you can see, I am not immortal although I age very slowly. Other wise I would have been dead years and years ago. I have time to enjoy this vendetta and time with you."

Waite had seen that the conversation seemed to be winding down between the two. He slowly walked over.

"Yes," Agatha said looking at the man.

"I'm glad that you two are reunited but don't you think it's time to put your plan into action?"

"Very well, let's start with Will Turner shall we?" Agatha then motioned for them all to follow her to her cabin. "I need to concentrate without the distractions on deck." The men nodded as if they understood. She then pulled out the same crystal that they had watched Will before. "Perfect. Shall we begin?" She then pulled out Elizabeth's ring and put it on her finger and closed her eyes. She mumbled some incantation that none of them understood. She laughed an evil laugh, "watch gentleman as Will Turner's life goes from worse to unbearable. His transformation into a monster should happen even more rapidly after this."

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