A/N Thanks again for the great review Faith-rulz and I'm glad you like the new nemesis 50-Below, but be prepared for Vergil and Michelle to come back in later chapters. It's gonna be a wild one. And I'm going to upload two chapters at once again. Also to anybody that's interested I have a beautiful Faith wallpaper, so if you want it review with your email address and I'll send it to you.

Chapter 9

A Pirates Life For Me

Port Royal, Jamaica

June 5, 1692

Beneath a blue sky layed the bucolic town of Port Royal, built on a natural harbor. On a bluff at the mouth of the harbor stood Fort Charles, its stone parapets lined with cannons.

The skeletal remains of four pirates, still clad in buccaneer rags, hung from gallows erected on a rocky promontory. There was a fifth, unoccupied gallow, bearing a sign: Pirates - Ye Bewarned.

The top of a billowing sail passed regally in front of them. On the landward face of the sail, apparently high in the rigging, was a man for whom the term 'swashbuckling rogue' was coined: Captain Jack Sparrow. He gazed keen-eyed at the display as they passed, raising a tankard in salute. Suddenly, something below caught his attention.

He jumped from the rigging and instead of an imposing three-master, he was just on a small fishing dory with a single sail, plowing through the water. And what was worse was that it was leaking, which was why he had the tankard: to bail out the water. Seeing that he was where he needed to be, he stepped back to the tiller, and using a single sheet to control the sail, the boat came around the promontory, the whole of Port Royal laid out before him.

Suddenly the sky turned black and the British flag flew wildly, blown from an offshore breeze. Just then the wind died, and the flag went limp, causing Jack to look up startled. On the docks, wood and metal fittings on lines banged against masts. The wind died out again and there was silence. On the edge of town a caribe woman fed clucking chickens and frowned when they all suddenly went quiet. In the villiage a weather vane moved slightly in the wind and just as suddenly stopped, and all was still.

And then... ...the weather vane turned, and held steady the wind had picked up again, but now blew from the sea toward the land. On the beach an old salt pulled a rope line, paused, turned and gazed to the sky, frowning, just as the mangy hound at his side started to bark incessantly. On the docks the lines banged against the other sides of the masts, the wind far stronger now.

"Bugger." Jack said as he looked around to the darkening skies that started to rain snow flakes and hail.

"Jack." he heard a familiar voice call his name. Looking up he saw Will Turner looking down at him, frowning.

"Yes, young William." Jack said with a sly smile as he got out of the boat and onto the dock as it sank to the bottom of the water. "It's me." looking at the younger man closer, Jack saw something else in his eyes. A deep sadness. "What's the matter with you?"

"It's Elizabeth." Will said as a tear rolled down his cheek. "She's dying."

Flashback

A Day Before

Heavily panting Elizabeth Swann, now Elizabeth Turner rolled off of Will and layed at his side on the bed. After saving Jack's life from purgatory and possibly going to hell, they had a long talk with one another about the kiss she and Jack had shared and they finally decided to get married.

"So how was my performance, Mrs. Turner?" Will asked with a smile as he looked down at his wife.

"Wonderful, Mr. Turner." she replied as she rested her head against his chest.

"So have you thought of my proposal?" he asked as he kissed her on the forehead.

"Will, I'm not going to have anymore then two children." she complained as she sat up and put on one of his shirts.

"Come now, Elizabeth." he replied as hesat up in a crouch on the bed. "You know that I want lots of children."

"Yes, but they're not coming out of your body, Will."

"But..." before he could whine they both heard a loud explosion and people screaming in the distance.

"What on earth?" she asked as she stood from bed and looked out into the night. Looking down she saw a group of soldiers with torches and rifles, gathering together and running off down the street.

"What is it?" Will asked as he ran up to her side and peered out into the night.

"I don't know." she told him as she flew back to the bed and started to put on a pair of his pants. "But, I'm going to find out."

The moon was obscured by smoke rising from the burning gallows and wooden roofs, just as gun fire continued to rain down. Streets, buildings, docks and ships shattered and exploded beneath the onslaught of an unseen force. Villagers panicked, ran for cover, dodging flying debris as best they could. If this was not hell on earth, then it was about to be.

"Soldier what's going on?" Will asked as he grabbed a soldier by the shoulder as he passed.

"Reports are coming in, sir of a monster attacking the village." the young soldier replied as he frightfully shook off William's hand and ran to where his comrades were going. At the mention of the word monster, he and Elizabeth gave each other a look.

As if on cue they saw the shadows of people striking down villagers indiscriminately and setting fires further down the street. Amid the thunder of rifle fire a white monkey demon suddenly jumped out from the shadows, slashing at Will with a sword. Taking out his cutlass Will was about to defend himself, until he noticed what he was about to fight and that the monkey had one arm and wore a yellow bandana. Will's hesitation was just enough for another demon to come by and swing a flaming sword, that was blocked by Elizabeth.

"Stay away from my husband!" she yelled as they were surrounded by more of the devilish ghouls. Going back to back with her lover the two thrusted and parried off their opponents.

Cutting off the arm of one of her attackers, it's sword flew up into the air and she caught it. Swinging them both around her body, she smiled as more came her way. Using a trick she had done a few months ago, Elizabeth ran forward and used the two swords together, one in each hand, to stab backwards and kill two attacking demons.

As the last of them fell to the ground redead, they were about to breathe easily until they saw a magistic figure strolling out of the foggy night.

"My, God." Will said as 50-Below came into view.

"Not quite." the beast said as he raised up an arm and shot out a long rod of ice. Pushing her husband out of the way Elizabeth took the iced projectile to the gut, immediately knocking her off her feet.

"Elizabeth!" Will shouted as he caught her, inches from falling face first to the ground.

Before 50-Below could continue his assault a cannon ball hit him square in the stomach, knocking him high into the air and sending him crashing through a building.

End Flashback

"Sounds like you ran through a spot of bad luck with that beastie mate." Jack said as they walked down the dock. "Is it dead?"

"No, but I think they wounded it."

"So where is your pirate...ummm what's her name and why are you not wit' her?"

"Elizabeth is at our home and I'm here waiting on the doctor." Will replied as he grabbed Jack by the arm as he kept walking. "And what are you doing here? The last I saw you, you had a new ship and were heading away from here."

"I got word that something valuable was here for me to take." Jack replied in a drunken slur. "And I won't leave until I possess it."

"Do you even know what it is?" Will asked with an amused smile.

"No..., but I'll know what it is when I find it."

The Beach

The wind howled and the sky turned dark as a thin portal opened. With a scream Wesley, Faith, Tara, and King fell out of it in a mass of arms and legs on the ground.

"That was a hell of a ride." King said as he sat up and looked around, hearing seaguls in the distance.

"Yeah, it would've been better if somebody wasn't screaming like a girl in my ear." Faith said as Wesley gave her an apologetic look.

"Sorry." he said helping Tara to her feet. "If my calculations are correct we should be in Port Royal, Jamaica June 5th 1692. Now all we have to do is find and destroy 50-Below. Faith can you sense him?"

"No." she replied as she looked off into the distance. "But I can smell gunpowder and lots of blood."

"50-Below has a full day ahead of us." Wesley said to the group as they started to walk along the shore of the beach. "So we must hurry."

"Halt." they heard a voice shout from behind them. "All of you stay where you are."

As the gang turned around, hands raised, they saw three british soldiers running towards their position.

"What offense have we made?" Wesley asked as they finally got to them.

"Identify yourselves." the captain said looking at all of them in turn. "All of you."

"I...I am Wesley Wyndam Pryce and...and this is my beautiful wife, Faith." Wes said as he turned to her, giving her a look. "And this is my little sister Tara and our...servant Malik."

"And what is your business in, Port Royal?" the captain asked as one of his men, passed out, Faith catching him before he hit the ground.

"What happened to him?" Wesley asked as he leaned down and started to examine the man.

Seeing blood coming from under his jacket, Wes quickly removed it and saw his poorly bandaged ribs and blood coming from underneath it. Before he could comment on it, Tara handed him a medical kit she had brought, over his shoulder. Taking it the two set about their work.

"Are you some kind of doctor?" the other soldier asked as he looked over Wesley's shoulder and grimaced as he saw the blood.

"I've had some training." Wes replied honestly. It was standard protocal for any Watcher to be trained in advanced medical care, because of their Slayer's. "Now what happened to this man?"

"We were attacked by a monster sir."

"Williams!" the captain bellowed, instantly snapping his man to attention. "Stay in your place."

"But it's true sir." Williams went on. "You know that you saw that beast yerself."

"Did this thing look like a monkey with white fur?" Faith asked.

"Yes, how did you know?"

"Because we...we were sent here to stop it."

"By who's order?"

"Captain, I beg your forgiveness but what does it matter? If they can get rid of this foul beast then I say let them."

"Whatever you decide do it now." Wes spoke up again. "I think I can save this man, but I need to be in a better location."

"Gather your things doctor." the captain said after a moment of seething. "Your services will be needed."

"You guys go on ahead." Faith said as she sensed something coming from the opposite side of the beach. "I'll catch up with you later."

"Are you going to let your wife do whatever she wants?" the captain whispered into Wesley's ear.

"Believe me, I don't have a choice." Wes whispered back as he and Williams lifted up the other soldier. "Alright but take Ki...Malik with you. Just do a little recon and if you find anything meet us back at the village and we'll go out together."

"You're the boss." Faith said as King gave Wesley some coins out of his bag. Giving each other a nod, they went off in their seperate directions.

"So what is it that you're sensing?" King asked as Faith took the lead as they walked down the beach together.

"Hopefully 50-Below." she grumbled.

"I thought you said you couldn't sense his presense?"

"That's because I'm trying harder now. And whatever it is that I'm sensing is weak and if it's him, I'm gonna try to take him out now."

"What if we can't?" King asked as they stopped walking.

"Then we go with, Wesley's plan. What?" she asked as a certain look crossed his features.

"It's nothing." 'Besides me not trusting him.' he thought to himself.

Not wanting to press the issue, Faith turned around and saw a cave hole a few feet ahead of them. Reaching out with her demonic powers she sensed a familiar power coming from it. Steeling herself, both of them walked towards the entrance of the cave and heard 50-Below's booming voice.

"All I need do now is commandeer a ship. The last and final crystal is in the Point of Lost Souls."

"The Point of..."

"Forget about that...let's just rush him." Faith said as they stood up from behind a huge boulder. Handing her, her cutlass and hefting up his axe, the two rushed into the cavern and stared face to face with nothing but the darkness of the cave.

"What the..."

"What the is right." a voice said behind them. As they looked back the way they came they saw 50-Below suddenly standing there. "Did you really think I couldn't sense your power little one? I might be slightly weaker..." he said as he put a large hand down to his side that looked bruised. "but not to worry. I can still defeat you."

"Looks like round two then." Faith replied as she vamped out.

She then stepped forward ready to slash him with her sword, but he swung his arm and knocked it out of her hands. She quickly struck out with a front kick, that did little damage and blocked his arm when he swung it at her again. King rushed in to attack but Faith was still between him and not seeing his actions was shoved back hard, by the monster.

As King fell to the ground, Faith hit 50 in the face with a hard backhand. Hardly feeling it, he grabbed her by the neck threw her across the cave, making her slam into the rock wall and drop to the ground. Seeing her go down he turned his attention to King and he smiled creully.

Quickly coming to her senses, Faith jumped in between the two and glared. Going into a kick and punch combo, he swatted her away like a fly. Putting his hand down to his side, he charged up blue specks of energy in the palm of his hand and threw it at her.

The charge hit her full force and sent her flying back where she collided with a large boulder. She dropped to her knees and, as soon as she was on her feet he fired another blast. It just barely missed her, blowing apart a huge chunk of the cave wall. But still not being able to move fast enough, she was hit with another blast that flung her out of the cave where she hit her head on the side of a boulder and fell unconcious.

Wesley and Tara took in the devastation of Port Royal as they entered the front gates. The harbor was dotted with burning and sunken ships; buildings were razed and still smoldering and bodies layed strewn around some dead and others dying. The aftermath of hell on earth.

"Good lord." Wesley said taking it all in. "Where on earth are all of the doctors? Whose here to treat all of these people?"

"You are now." the captain said as he slapped Wesley on the back of his shoulder. "The physician's we had here at the port are all...dead and no one here has any medical experience."

"Alright." Wes said as he put his head down. "Prepare a building for me and gather some of your men together to get the people who are still alive."

"As you wish." the captain said as he took off to gather some of his men.

"Tara would you act as my assistant and help me?" Wes asked as he put the soldier he was helping to hold, on the ground. "I need a sturdy pair of hands."

"Speaking of needing help." they heard Faith's voice say. Turning they saw her walking towards them, limping and badly bruised.

"So the beast took, King?" Wesley asked as he walked away from his last patient of the day in the makeshift hospital. Beds were lined up alongside the wall, with the now sleeping wounded.

"Yeah and he said something about going to a place called The Point of Lost Souls." Faith said as her body slowly started to heal itself.

"I've never heard of a place called that before." Wes said aloud. 'I wish I could've brought some of my bloody books.' "And I thought I told you two just to do a little recon? We were going to go out together."

"Well incase you forgot, you ain't the boss. I am."

"Nevertheless you have to agree with me that at the moment, King isn't important. We have to stop 50..." before he could continue Faith swiftly ran up on him and put a hand around his neck, quickly snatching him off of his feet.

"What the hell did you say?" she asked as she started to squeeze his neck. "Maybe I need to dig the tootsie roll out of my ear, but I thought you just said that my bro ain't important."

"Faith, p...please stop." Tara begged as she put a hand on Faith's arm, to restrain her.

"Stay out of this, Tar'." Faith replied, even though she knew she was going to far. "You listen to me, Wussley. Everybody on this team is important, especially King. You got that?"

"Am I interrupting anything?" they heard a voice from behind them. Turning they saw a young man with shoulder length dark hair and a slight goatee, standing at the doorway.

"No." Faith said as she set down Wesley and released him from her grip. "We were just having a little marital spat." she said as she looked down at Wes, who was now regaining his color and was coughing and hacking on the floor.

'God, I hope Elizabeth doesn't get like that when she gets angry with me.' Will thought to himself.

"Yes, yes we just had a disagreement." Wesley said standing to his feet and rubbing his sore neck. "Now...now was there something that you required?"

"Yes, I require your services." Will said as he stuck out his hand for Wesley to shake, which he promptly did. "My name is William Turner and my wife Elizabeth is deathly ill. I was told that you are a doctor and..."

"Say no more, I'll go to see her at once." he said as he took a look at Faith who nodded her head. "This is my sister and assistant Tara." Wes introduced as Will took her hand and kissed it softly. "And the one with the deranged look in her eye is my wife, Faith."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Will said as he kissed Faith's hand, effectively stopping her from kicking Wesley's ass.

"The pleasures..." Faith stopped talking as another man walked through the door. He was possibly one of the most handsome men Faith had ever seen. "all mine."

"This is, Jack Sparrow." Will said as he followed Faith's gaze.

"That's Captain Jack Sparrow." Jack said as he sauntered over to Faith and took her hand. "My aren't you pretty and..."

"My wife." Wesley said taking Faith's hand out of Jack's. "Now please, Mr. Turner take me to yours."

"What's the matter with 'em?" Jack asked as Tara, Wesley, and Will walked out of the room. "He isn't a eunuch is he?" he asked as he made a snip-snip motion with his hand.

"No, he just has a stick up his ass." Faith replied as she gave him a look. "Do I know you from somewhere?" she asked, mentally berating herself for asking a dumb question. Of course they've never met, because he was over three hundred years older then her.

"I was going to ask you the same thing." he said looking deep in her eyes. "We didn't happen to meet in Singapore did we?"

Before she could answer Wesley walked back in, grabbed her by the arm and took her out of the room.

"Hey, I ain't your property." Faith said as she jerked her arm out of Wesley's grasp. "Get your damn hand off of me."

"You 'eard her mate." Jack said as he took, Faith's hand in his. "The lady doesn't want to be bothered. Now allow me to take you on a tour of this island." without so much as a word Faith walked out of the room, leaving Wesley in a state of outrage.

The Blue Night Pub

Thirty Minutes Later

As Faith and Jack walked into the crowded tavern they saw as, glass bottles were being shot off of people's heads for entertainment. In the corner a duo of musicians were playing a guitar and accordion as the men enjoyed themselves and grabbed themselves some whores.

"Nice to see somebodies still enjoying themselves." Faith said to herself as she held her nose at the awful stench, that seemed to roam in the place.

"We pirates do that, luv." Jack said as he started to saunter over to the bar. "We live life for today and forget about tomorrow. Rum." he said to the barkeep.

"I'll have one too." Faith said as the man gave her a look, which she gave back to him. Nodding his head he ran off to get their orders.

"So who's that stupid git you were with earlier?" Jack asked as the barkeep handed them a glass of rum.

"Like he said, I'm his wife." Faith said with little enthusiasm. She was so gonna kill Wes for that when they got home.

"Mmmm...hmmm..." Jack said not buying it. "And what are you doing in Port Royal?"

"I'm here to find my brother." she replied as they both heard a loud noise followed by a woman's scream.

Suddenly the music stopped and everyone stared at the front door, a man slowly lurched in, dripping blood and looking horribly beaten in ragged clothes.

"Fuck!" Faith yelled as she jumped from the bar and grabbed the man, before he hit the floor. Before she could ask him what was going on, he started to ramble about something in spanish. "What? I...I can't understand you."

"He said that a monster killed his entire crew and took his ship." Jack said as he stood over her and drank from his glass. "Poor bastard."

"Poor us too." Faith said as she gently layed the now dead man's head down to the ground. "Now come on." she said, running for the door.

"B...but the rum?"

"I said come on!" she yelled over her shoulder as she ran out of the pub. With a curse on his lips, Jack drank what was left out of his glass and quickly ran after her.

Place Unknown

Sametime

With smells of sea water and the screech of birds in his ears, King's eyes finally rolled back into place in his head. As they focused he looked around and saw dozens of skeletal and some monkey like demons crewing a ship.

"Where...where the hell am I?" King asked, more of himself as he tried to move.

"You are on the Angel caído." 50-Below said from beside him. "It's a ship I...borrowed from Port Royal."

"Where the hell are we going?" King asked as he tried to stand, only to find that he was chained to the floor of the ship.

"To the Point of Lost Souls." the demon replied as he slapped him hard on the face, knocking him unconcious. "And be glad that I need you alive. I need that soul of yours to apease the god of the sea and release my brothers." he said as he held up two glowing crystals.

"How is Elizabeth?" Will asked as Wesley walked out of his wifes bedroom.

"I must be honest with you, Will." Wesley said as he wiped his hands of the fresh blood that were on them, with a rag. "Your wifes condition doesn't look to good."

"I know that doctor, but what is it that you can do to save her?" Will asked hysterically as he grabbed the Watcher's shoulders.

"I don't know if I can." Wes admitted sadly. "All, I can do for her now is give her a series of drugs to ease her pain."

"Then give it to her so we can leave." Faith said as she walked up to them in a huff. Every second they wasted 50-Below was getting closer to where he needed to be.

"What's the rush, luv?" Jack asked from his position behind her. "We've only just met."

It took a minute for Faith to answer him, because butterflies seemed to fill up in her stomach from the very sight of him. It wasn't exactly love at first sight that she was feeling, but rather that for some reason she should know him or that she should be close to him.

"Be...because we have to get to the Point of Lost Souls before that demon does."

"And why are you chasing said beastie?"

"Because we were sent here by the king to stop him." Faith replied. It started with a grin and then a full fledged smile, that quickly turned into an all out laugh.

"You...?" Jack asked, as he stopped laughing after getting a glare from her. "Not that a woman of your station can't track..."

"Tia Dalma." Will said interrupting the group.

Jack took on a look of complete confusion while Will looked back at him as if he should know what he was talking about. They both stared at each other for a few more seconds before Jack decided to speak.

"I'm afraid you lost me, mate."

"The doctor doesn't seem to be able to heal, Elizabeth so maybe Tia Dalma can."

"You're still not making any sense at all." Jack said after much confusion.

"Pardon me but is this Tia Dalma a healer?" Wes asked after Will and Jack's exchange.

"No...not that I know of but she knows many things. She's a soothsayer." Will replied as Wesley and Faith gave each other a look, seemingly thinking the same thing.

"If that's true then we would also like to go to her, captain." Wesley said as he turned to look at Jack.

"You people are very confusing?" he replied as he looked at them all strangely. "Now why do we want to go to see Tia again?"

"Because, I'm paying you jackass." Faith said as she slapped the bag full of gold and silver coins into the pirates arms. The warm feeling she was having for him gone.

"Tempting." Jack replied, reaching into the bag and playing with a few coins. "But this is hardly enough."

"Well you can have this too." she said as she took off her doubloon necklace and handed it too him.

"Faith what are you doing?" Wesley asked, wide eyed. "That necklace..."

"Belongs to him now." she whispered into his ear. "Ain't you the one that said he was supposed to have it?"

"I'll take this." Jack said looking at the doubloon and then back at Faith. "And I'll take you where you want to go. Savvy?"

"Five by Five."

"Elizabeth?" Will started as he walked back in the room and saw Tara feeding her a bowl of soup.

"Will?" Elizabeth asked weakly, as she tried to get up, Tara holding her down with a delicate hand.

"It's alright my love." Will said as he kneeled down by her side and took one of her pale hands. "The doctor doesn't know if he can heal you, so I'm going to go on a journey with Jack to see if I can get you some help."

"N...no...don't...don't leave me."

"I have too." Will said sadly as a tear came to his eye. "It's the only way that I can assure you getting well again."

Not being able to hold onto conciousness anymore, Elizabeth's eyes rolled to the back of her head and she passed out.

"Elizabeth...Eliza..."

"D...don't worry." Tara said as she put a hand on Will's shoulder to comfort him. "I'll wa...watch over her."

"Thank you." Will said back to her as he turned to look at Elizabeth, before walking out of the room. "I'll be back my love."

The Black Pearl II

On the edge of the ship, Jack's first mate Master Gibbs held a hand out to help Jack aboard, just as Faith, Wesley, and Will approached. Tara had opted to stay behind and see if she could try to cure Elizabeth with her magick. Even though she didn't bring her books, she had jotted down some rituals of magick on healing, before they left home.

"Captain have you forgotten the trouble we got into the last time we let a woman aboard?" he asked as Faith stepped on board and looked around.

"No...yes...maybe." Jack said a little confused. "Did somebody die the last time?"

"Aye...does cannibal island ring a bell?"

"Don't eat me...awk don't eat me. Eat Jack...Awk...Eat Jack..."

"What did the bird say!" Jack yelled as he grabbed his pistol and pointed it at Cotton's parrot.

"The same thing the crew, myself included were thinking sir. We don't want to be eaten and hopefully by chance we won't be going on another adventure without getting paid are we?"

"Aye, but this one paid a handsome fee." Jack said as he threw the bag of coins to him.

"A little short." Gibbs said as he looked into the bag. "But it'll do for now. Please allow me to introduce myself." Gibbs said with a bow as he took Faith's hand and then shook Wesley's. "I am the captain's first mate Mr. Gibbs."

"It's a pleasure to meet you." Wesley said letting go of his hand. "Now is there a place where me and my... wife can get some rest?"

"Of course, Pintel...Ragetti... please show our guests to where they'll be sleeping and get them something to eat."

"Yes sir." Pintel said grumply as he walked off deck with the three of them.

"So you got what you went in for, then?" Gibbs asked as Jack took out his compass.

"I'm not totally sure."

"And these guests we've taken on...where exactly are we taking them?" Gibbs continued to question.

"Somewhere far away." the captain said putting away his compass.

"So... do we have a heading for this far away land?" he asked incredously.

"Hah! A heading. Set sail in a... mmm...a general... in that way - direction to where Tia Dalma is. I believe you know the way."

"Tia Dalma, but sir..."

"Mr. Gibbs, I'm the captain and this is my ship." Jack said, suddenly sounding very sober. "And I say where we go. Is that clear?"

"Aye." Gibbs replied sorely as Jack walked off.

"What's wrong with the captin'?" Marty, the midget pirate asked as he walked up to Gibbs.

"I don't know, but whatever it is, it's big."

"I wanted to apologize to you about what I said about King earlier." Wesley said as he closed the door to their room and took off his hat. "But I meant what I said. If it comes down to King or the safety of the world, then I must choose the world."

"And I'm telling you that I ain't gonna let it get that far." Faith said as she jabbed him in the chest with a finger.

"And what about Jack Sparrow?" Wesley asked as he took off his hat.

"What about him?"

"I saw the way you were looking at him and..."

"What...are you jealous or some shit now?" Faith asked as she gave him a hard look. "We ain't really married and by the way remind me to kick your ass for that later. Me and you have dark hair dumbass so you coulda told them that I was your sis and Tar' was your wife. That's more believible."

"Be that as it may you are playing my wife in this time and I demand a little respect. Also in case you've forgotten, we're not here for a love connection, we're here to save the world."

"I ain't interested in some three hundred year old pirate. Now shut the hell up and get some sleep." she said as they both looked and saw only one hammock in the room.

Letting out a sigh, Wesley rolled his eyes as he took some covers out of a cabinet and made a pallet on the floor. This was definately going to be one of the longest bloody trips of his life.

Swamp Land

The Next Night

The bayou land was nothing more then a dark, gloomy, overgrown swamp with all sorts of noises emitting from within, and a fog bank rolling through it. As the group looked around they saw that people were occasionally seen standing quietly in the darkness among the trees, watching them.

"Why does it seem that we always have to go to the creepiest places on earth?" Wesley asked outloud as he nervously looked around.

"Don't worry, Doctor." Will started as he helped to row the long boat. "I admit this place seems... strange, but Tia Dalma is quite pleasant."

"Yeah, but is she gonna be able to help us or not?" Faith asked, as a spooky looking hut came into view. But before she got an answer, they had pulled up to a hut and came to a stop.

Jack stood from his spot and stepped onto the landing.

"No worries, mates. Me and Tia will make with the little talky talky and we'll be on our way." he said as he cautiously entered Tia's shack, pushing the door open slowly.

Near the inside of the shack door hung a live snake, moving slowly and just like last time, Tia was sitting at a table and looked up from her crab claws, seeing Jack as he entered in through the doorway. She seemed to be a young woman in her late twenties, but because of lack of hygiene and anything else, she had black teeth and pasty looking skin.

"Captin' Jack Sparrow." Tia said standing to her feet. "I taught since I told you to go to Port Royal, dat I wouldn't see you again for awhile. Did you find what you were looking for?"

"You're the bloody seer, luv. You tell me."

"You. You have a touch of... destiny about you, Faith." Tia said as she looked past Jack and saw as Faith, Wesley, Gibbs and Will walked in.

"You know me?" Faith asked as she gave her a look.

"Even in this time your power is legendary." she replied as she walked back to the table, leaving Faith and Wes stunned. Did she know that they were from the future. "Now what... service... may I do you? Hmmm? You know I demand payment."

"I figured as much." Faith said as she reached down her bra and handed Tia an expensive golden wrist watch.

"Hmmm, that looks just like my..." realizing that Faith had stolen his watch, Wes gave her an irritated glance but remained quiet.

"Dis be a fair payment." the voodoo priestess said as she put the watch down and smiled up at Faith.

"Yeah, now come on lady. Ain't you supposed to read my fortune?"

"Yes, but what is it dat you want to know about? The future of now or de one of tomorrow?"

"You..."

"We are looking for the demon known as 50-Below." Wesley cut in as he grabbed Faith's arm so she wouldn't strangle the seer. "We got word that he was going to the Point of lost souls and we wanted to know where that was so we can stop him."

"A demon?" Gibbs asked as he took a step back. "Captain, you didn't say nothin' about a demon."

"You will come to find out, Mr. Gibbs that I don't tell you about a lot of things." Jack said with a raised eyebrow.

"Ah...yes 50-Below." Tia said as she turned around and picked up a heavy and very ancient looking book. "Him one of de most powerful demons alive and him brodders are just as powerful." she said as she looked through the book and opened it to a page that showed 50-Below and a three other demons at his side.

One was a red reptillian like beast, with a humanoid body and the head of a dragon. Another one was black, with large bat wings and looked like some kind of devil. And the last one had the face of a bulldog and carried a large staff in his hands.

"De red one is the only other one named. He be Ursus and he possesses de element power of fire. De black one has de power of lightning and de dog has mystical sage powers."

"My word where did you get this book?" Wesley asked as he picked it up and stared at it hard.

"Believe me when I say dat you Watcher's ain't de only one's dat watch." Tia replied as she winked at him playfully, causing him to gulp.

"This is all mad interesting but we gotta get to him, before he kills..."

"Don't worry, Faith your king will be alright." Tia cut her off. Sitting back down, she held several crab shells between her cupped hands and closed her eyes. Throwing them on the table she saw how they fell and instantly told them where they needed to go.

"We have our course, so let's be off then." Gibbs said as he and Jack walked out of the room. Before Will could ask about Elizabeth. Tia looked at him and smiled.

"Don't worry, William your bride is alright...now please de both of you leave me and Faith alone." she said as he walked out happily, joining the others of the long boat. Lingering around a bit, Wesley looked to Faith for guidance and as she nodded her head he walked out to join the others.

"So what did you..."

"Let me see yer, hand." Tia cut Faith off in mid-sentence. Doing as she asked Faith gave her, her ring hand and after a few seconds a burning sensation went through her body that made her involuntarily growl low in her throat. "You're not quite what you seem are you?" she asked after a few seconds of looking at her hand.

"Neither are you." Faith replied as she jerked her hand away and reached out with her senses. "You ain't human or a demon. What the hell are you?"

"The same ting you are, I suppose." Tia said sitting back smugly in her chair.

"I don't have time for this cryptic bullshit!" Faith said angrily as she turned around and walked out of the shack. "Be seeing you."

"You and yer friends won't make it through de battle to come, Faith!" Tia yelled after her. "Not until your blood tears rain." she went on as she picked up the crab shells and threw them back on the table. "A touch of destiny."