Chapter 25: Rules

Will's POV:

Sometimes bad things happen. I don't doubt that. I've seen that enough to know it's true.

Sometimes some really great things come from those bad things, like when Barbossa first took Elizabeth. That seemed bad, but it ended good. It ended with her and I together.

But then sometimes those bad things come about when there doesn't seem to be any possible good that can come from them, like that dreadful curse. There was no escaping it. There was no good that could come from it. Awful, doesn't even begin to describe how bad it was!

My thoughts always turned to that curse. I knew that probably wasn't a good thing. I should have focused on the positive aspects of life. But what were the positive aspects?

I was separated from my son. I was separated from my wife. I was stuck on a dreadful ship bringing the dead to the afterlife. I saw horrid things, that I don't even wish to describe. I saw the dead. I saw the dieing. I asked them to join my crew and if they refused I left them there to die. There was nothing I could do to save them from their fates. There was nothing good in my life. All I had was hope of the future.

Suddenly, something strange happened outside my ship. I really wasn't too surprised at first. Strange things always happen when you're on the Flying Dutchman, but this thing was stranger than strange.

Suddenly, a big, humongous wave appeared in front of the ship. The wave was massive, the biggest I've ever seen. This wave however did not move. It just stood there, high above the ship, frozen in it's place.

I figured we could just steer around the wave, since it really wasn't that wide, but that was easier said than done. The ship would not move. It was not going to budge. This had never happened to me before and I really didn't know what to do.

"Father!" I called, "What's happening?" I didn't like to admit when I didn't know something, but disparate times call for desperate measures.

"You've angered her, William!" he responded.

"Who?"

"The sea."

My whole body shook in fear. I'd angered Calypso. Right then all I had was hope of the future, but I feared greatly that whatever I had done would result in that hope being taken away from me.

"WILLIAM TURNER!" Calypso's voiced boomed, "YOU'VE BROKEN DA RULES!"

What rules? What was she talking about?

"I TOLD YA NOT TO COME IN CONTACT WITH ELIZABETH!" she hollered, as she now appeared sitting on top of the massive wave.

"I did nothing of the sorts!" I responded. I was acting brave, but inside I felt anything but.

"DA SEA KNOWS EVERYTHING!" she yelled.

"Then the sea should know that I did nothing wrong!"

"YOU SENT YER FADDER TO 'ER SHIP!"

"Therefore he came in contact with her, not me!"

"YOU ASKED 'IM TA FIND OUT HOW SHE WAS DOING!"

"There is no rule against that."

"What da ya tink keeping in contact wit 'er means, William?"she asked in a quieter tone, "Not only can ya not see 'er, but ya can also not 'ear from 'er, even if tis from anoder soul."

I didn't know how to respond, so I told her the truth. "I wasn't aware of that," I stated, softly, admitting defeat.

How could I have been so stupid?! I'd ruined my chances. I'd ruined my hope. I'd broken Calypso's rules and now I would suffer for it for the rest of my life! There was no future any more. Just this horrid ship!

Part of me was angry with myself, and the other just wanted to cry. I'd ruined everything.

I didn't want to break down in front of the crew, but it was unavoidable. I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes, hoping no one would notice, but truly I knew that hope was simply false hope. There was nothing to hope for anymore.

"You still git to see her once every ten years," my father spoke up. He knew better than to speak like that with Calypso around, but I suppose he just didn't care. He may have been a complete jerk during my childhood, but now... I guess he was just trying to make up for it.

"It's not enough," I cried. Then I went to the Captain's Corder's. I didn't care that Calypso was right there. I didn't care that leaving, while she was there, would probably make her angry. Nothing mattered anymore. I just needed to be alone.

Some say there's nothing worse than living, but they are wrong. There's one thing that is worse than living and that's not living, but still not being dead and doing this without any hope of the future whatsoever. Life was awful before I broke the rules, but I was certain it was just going to get worse.

"William," Calypso called. I didn't know where she was. I couldn't see her, but I heard her. There wasn't even a window there, in the captain's corder's, so where was this voice coming from?

"William," she said again.

"Go away," I responded, "I want nothing more to do with you."

"Oh, but I tink you do, William."

Suddenly, she appeared in human form at the foot of my bed.

"I want," she stated, "To make ya an exchange. Tis a horrible price ya paid William."

"I know," I said, wishing she'd just go away.

"I can pretend tis whole rule breaking ting nevah happened... on one condition."

Most people would automatically jump up at this occasion and state "I'll do anything", however I knew Calypso better than this. When it's Calypso you're messing with, you do not agree to anything until you know every single detail.

"William," my father called as he opened the door to my corridor's, "Are you..."

"I am talking ta 'im!" Calypso yelled, cutting him off. "You no speak!"

"What's the condition?" I asked, as if my father had never even entered.

"Ya give me... yer son."

I was shocked. "My son?" I asked.

"Yes, ya give me Willy and dis whole rule breaking ting nevah 'appened."

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A/N:

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