Sorry for my slight tardiness, I've been busy writing the war scene and everything. I'm better at dialogue than actions, so yeah :) HERE IS THE CALYPSO RELEASE SCENE!

JACK POV

I watched in despair as two of the fish people belonging to Jones' crew stalked off, leaving me alone in the brig to my thoughts. And that was far worse than anything else, even giving an empty threat to Jones at the point of a dull sword.

"Well done, Jack."

I nearly jumped out of my skin at the sound of Emberlynn's voice. Spinning around, I saw her sitting on the grimy bench, her beauty only enhanced in front of such a disgusting, dull atmosphere. It did not suit her whatsoever. She deserved pearls and diamonds and luscious curtains of fine silk.

She was also in a dress much unlike what he was used to seeing. It was far tighter than the corset dear Elizabeth had worn the day he had saved her at Port Royal so long ago, and covered her from her neck to her ankles. The sleeves were long, rimmed and lacy, and all in all, she looked uncomfortable. But there was a sense of smartness looming around her.

"Once again, you have managed to do the accurate contrary of that which you wished to make through with," she explained bitterly. Her words hurt my head - and I loved twisting people's minds with confusing riddles - but I figured it out soon and glared.

"Look, missy," I spat, feeling anger bubble. But another voice cut over. Still hers, oddly enough.

"Oh, yes, wonderful job," she bitterly remarked. This Emberlynn was in a loose dark indigo dog. "Except that you are notorious for getting put into the brig just before a battle."

I gazed between the two for a moment, then widened my arms and said loudly, "Go away!" Emberlynn with the high-collared dress scoffed.

"Back to the repugnant, vile, debauched place known to simple mortals as 'Davy Jones Locker'?" she asked with a titter of laughter.

"Not without you," finished Sarcastic Emberlynn.

"Stab the heart," someone said. I tried to close my eyes and will it all away, but I couldn't. Sitting in the farthest corner, her knees drawn to her chest, her chin on those covered knees was who else but Emberlynn. She was rocking back and forth, muttering to herself between louder statements.

"Not sure I can do that, love," I told her kindly.

"…live forever…Flying Dutchman's captain…" I slowly edged towards her, as did the other two Emberlynn's.

"Ah, but there's the trouble of me being stuck here with you three lovely lasses," I quipped, plonking next to her. She didn't move at all, just rocked. Sarcastic and Logical both rolled their eyes.

"…get out…stab…leave…"

"What, leave the Pearl? It's hardly possible, love."

"…me…" I sighed, giving a shaky laugh.

"That's even worse," I replied to her. She saw me through watering, bloodshot eyes, and curled into my side, though the same force field that had been in effect in the Locker was working here, too. She just laid against it, although she seemed to be unable to tell the difference between my flesh and an invisible boundary separating us.

"…do it…you love…Black Pearl…but…do it!" Mad Emberlynn screeched. I shook my head horribly. My fingers entwined with hers, and I ignored the damned force field separating us.

"The Pearl's not the only thing I love, Emberlynn," I muttered. Mad Emberlynn looked up at me in shock, then let out an piercing shriek that rocked the boat, even if only I could hear it.

Slowly, she was fading. Her hair was whipping behind her, long and free, as she became dimmer and dimmer. I tried to grab the wisps that remained of her, but they slipped away and left me.

I turned and looked at Logical and Sarcastic for an answer to the million questions buzzing in my head, but they were following Mad's example. I made to grab Sarcastic around the middle, but my arms slipped right through, and I received the feeling of being doused with cold water, though I wasn't wet. Fog remained for a moment, and then I was utterly alone.

"What the bloody hell?" I mumbled.

I looked for a bottle of rum, but without any luck. Damn I needed rum.

And her.

Rum and her would make my life perfect.

EMBERLYNN POV

William climbed up first, helping me back onto the Pearl, then Elizabeth. As she walked towards Barbossa, who was standing with some sort of smug look on his face, she spoke to William and I.

"We need to use the Black Pearl as a flagship to lead the attack," she said, then stopped when she saw what Barbossa was looking so happy about.

"Will we now?"

I turned my head and saw Tia, wrapped completely around from the neck down in ropes as thick as my arm. The crew were holding onto the ends not touching her body, helping her up the stairs. They were all muttering things like, "Right, Mrs. Fish," and such. I made to untie her, but several men grabbed my arms and held me tightly.

"Barbossa, you can't release her!" William cried, and other men grabbed him and Elizabeth. They cocked their guns near the lovers' necks.

"Trust Jack for once," I tried to reason. "Give him a chance."

Barbossa turned on me and glared. "Apologies, your Majesty." I glared in turn at his overly exaggerated tone. "Too long my fate has not been in me own hands." He gently placed his long-nailed fingers on the black shell Sao Feng had given me. "No longer." And he snapped the cord off.

I gritted my teeth and, in anger, I spat on his face. One long hand wiped it away and then grabbed my jaw.

"Ye should know better than to get on the wrong side of a pirate," he retorted, squeezing my cheeks. "Or it shall be hell to pay."

He let go, leaving my face red and aching. I probably had angry crimson marks on my chin and cheeks. Tia now stood by the mast, all the men surrounding her. Barbossa turned, motioning for the men holding us to bring us forward, too.

He dropped my necklace and Jack's little beaded cord into the shallow bowl holding all of the other Pieces of Eight. Tia's eyes were half closed and she was shivering in anticipation, though no smile was on her face.

"Be there some manner of rite or incantation?" Gibbs asked. Barbossa nodded.

"Aye. The items brought together -" He waved his hands over the bowl "- done. Items to be burned -" Ragetti handed him a smoking stick "- and someone must speak the words, 'Calypso, I release ya from your human bonds'."

Pintel raised an eyebrow. "Is tha' it?"

"It must be spoken as if to a lover," I replied. Barbossa didn't even turn. Many of the men sighed in want and Tia's mouth hung open a bit, enjoying the thought of being released.

But she couldn't be. She just couldn't.

Silence overcame everyone as Barbossa, eyes purposeful, lifted the smoking stick above everyone's heads.

"Calypso! I release you from your human bonds!" Possibly the most unromantic tone ever.

Then he touched the stick to the contents within the bowl. There was slight sizzling, but otherwise, nothing happened. Tia opened her eyes, looking at him scornfully.

"Is tha' it?" Pintel asked. Ragetti shook his head, though.

"N-no, no, no!" he moaned, and I noticed that he had an eye patch on instead of his wooden eye. "You di'n't say it righ'!" Barbossa looked at him doubtfully, almost in a way that dared him to contradict the captain. "You…you have to say it righ'."

Then he turned towards Tia, looking at her for a brief moment, then letting his gaze trail to me. His eye remained there while he spoke to her, though.

"Calypso," he muttered. My own eyes widened. "I release you from your human bonds."

His tone was so soft, so gentle, so sensuous that I almost fell for it, too, but snapped out of it when the contents of the bowl lit up. It floated in the air, just in front of her. Purple smoke emitted from it, curling and then hitting her nose. She moaned a bit, shaking, but William spoke.

"Tia Dalma!" he cried, coming towards her against the men's strong grips. She didn't hear him, until he added softly, "Calypso."

The bowl fell to the deck and she was still shuddering uncontrollably, though her eyes were semi focused on him now.

"When the Brethren Court first imprisoned you, who was it that told them how?" he asked quietly. She didn't answer, though her eyes were saddening. "Who was it that betrayed you?"

"Name him!" she cried in reply. Before he could speak, I came right up to her, kicking away my captors, and held her by her shoulders.

"Tia, listen to me," I began, looking in her eyes though they were never focused on me. "Tia, I know your in there. I know that you won't let this take you away." Tears welled up in my eyes, but I bit them back. "Don't leave me. Please."

I felt her forehead pressed against mine and now her gaze was on mine.

"As long as you stay near de sea," she sighed, trembling violently now, "You shall be near me. I love you like you are my own, Emberlynn."

I sobbed and kissed her cheek, then backed away and muttered, "Davy Jones imprisoned her."

Tia - or rather, Calypso - squished up her face, looking like she would cry, too, and then began to grow. I backed up on instinct, as did many others. The ropes around her squirmed. Everyone held onto them tightly, trying to make sure she didn't leave the ship. The deck was heaving, creaking, making unnatural noises.

Uh-oh.

"This is it!" Pintel cried. "This is it!" I rolled my eyes at him.

At last, with Calypso heaving heavily as though she had just pulled the ship. Her clothes didn't grow with her, so all that covered her was her the ropes. She was still beautiful, just fifty times larger.

"Calypso!" Barbossa cried, shaking me. We all knelt down to her, except me, until I was hit on the back of the knees and forced to the deck.

"I come before you as but a servant, humble and contrite!" He looked up at her. "I have fulfilled me vow, and now ask your favour! Spare meself, me ship, me crew! But unleash your fury upon those who dare pretend themselves your masters, or mine."

I looked up, too, and watched as she smiled at him in a sly way. I knew that look. It was the same way she had once looked at me when she found me in a compromising position in town with a local boy who thought I was hot. It screamed that she knew what the opposing knew, and was going to use it against him.

And then she screamed an incantation. A powerful one, one that I only knew by reading her off-limits spell books. It was one to create something to end all ends. It would make life hell for any all and all who fell close enough to it. I tried to shriek to her, to make her stop, but as I did she began to break.

A million tiny white crabs were all that were left of her.

And they all flowed overboard.

Some remained with us, clipping onto Pintel's nose and Ragetti's nether regions. He made her fly over back into the ocean and everyone went to the sides to see if she would help. As Ragetti headed there, too, I wrapped my arms around his neck and squeezed.

"You are too damn sweet, Ragetti," I mumbled, my eyes itchy and red from the tears that were soon to come. I felt him gulp, but didn't care and just tightened my grip on him.

Then I let go, kissed him on the lips only once, and headed towards the edge to hear what everyone was saying.

"Why, she's no help at all," Pintel grumbled. Then he looked at Barbossa and asked helplessly, "What now?"

"Nothin'," Barbossa replied unhappily. "Our final hope has failed us."

Bitterness obviously consumed him, but I had no patience for such a feeling, especially towards Calypso. I grabbed him by the shoulders, turned him towards me, and slapped him twice on each cheek.

"Did you really expect to get something out of the ruthless sea goddess?" I angrily asked. He moved his lips helplessly, then turned. I rolled my eyes.

There we are :) I like this chapter, actually :) I always love the Calypso Release chapter, so yeah, here it is

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