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Five

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Jack sat under the maple tree, inspecting a cut on his knee he had just gotten from falling. Tears brimmed his eyes and slowly began to trickle down before a slender woman said down in front of him and placed a tissue on it to stop the bleeding.

"Are you okay?" she asked pulling a mini first aid kit out of her back pocket. Opening a pack of antiseptic and spreading it on his cut she smiled at him lovingly.

"Dani," he smiled.

"That was quit a fall little man," she chuckled and placed a band aid on his knee. "Just try to be more careful okay?" She stood up, pulling him to his feet.

"I'll make it to the top this time!" Jack declared.

"You know," she laughed, watching him ascend again. "For a ten year old, you sure don't know when to quit."

"Ten and a half," he looked over his shoulder, his eyes widened as his eye sight went black, but his vision faded in on memory, was it a memory?

The ten year old Jack was now a thirty year old pirate, just assuming ownership over his ship and crew once more and defeating the evil Pirate Barbossa, the pirate him looked from the deck of the infamous Black Pearl into the eyes of the man he had been sailing with for the past few weeks, or was it months? But that man's eyes were pasted to the woman he loved, oh, if only that Will Turner knew how much he meant to Jack-

The little boy hit his head on a branch and fell into the arms of Dani, a look of horror rung her face, ripping her eyes apart with oncoming tears.

"Dani, what happened?" he declared.

"You blacked out," She hugged him, sinking to her feet. "Oh my god are you alright Jack?"

"I'm fine," He said. "But I saw things, in my mind."

"Oh?" she set him down and wiped her eyes. "What things?"

Jack shrugged and told her.

That was the first time, Jack thought opening his eyes to see Will Turner still glaring at him. But that certainly wasn't the last time. It's happened so many times, the blacking out and the memories, Dani told me, that it was probably a past life regression, that something so horrible brought all our souls together once again in order for us to work it out.

Will tapped his foot. "Well?"

"A hole in the ground you get water from,"

"Come again?"

"Will," Jack sighed. "When I was younger, I use to have me these black out fits,"

"Black outfits?"

"No," Jack scolded. "Fits where I use to black-out!"

"Oh," Will looked down.

"Anyways," he gulped. "Dun think I'm in idiot or anything, I know it sounds stupid but, my sister, she said that they were past life regressions,"

Will gasped lightly.

"I was a pirate in the Caribbean, and I fell in love with this black smith, but he loved another, and I left, he came after me after realizing he loved me-"

"And at the wedding of a friend we were murdered?"

Jack looked him in the eye. "Yes,"

"Me too," Will nodded.

Jack sighed. "But there are so many things different this time Will," Jack shook his head. "I'm different,"

"Of course you are," Will said stepping closer. "I mean, this is the twenty first century, there are no pirates-"

"Every century has its pirates." Jack snapped. "Look, just, go home Will,"

"I work here-"

"Then work," Jack glowered and steered the horse off and trotted away.

Confused Will began to walk back to the stables.

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Jack mounted his silver race motorcycle and sped off. An hour later he pulled on to a hidden road that veered into the thick forest. Along a narrow dirt path he followed it up to a hidden house, nestled in the trees and covered with vines and ivy, one really had to be looking for it in order to see it.

He parked and cut the engine before looking the hidden house over and walking up to the door. It opened before he even thought about lifting his hand to knock.

"Jack?" a voice questioned from inside.

"Dani?"

The tall slender woman from his memory stepped into the light; she hadn't aged a minute from his memory, with her long raven black hair that fell over a petite body that held hidden secret of life and death.

"Dani," Jack smiled and jumped into her warm embrace.

"Brother, what on earth are you doing here?"

Jack stepped back and shrugged. "I don't know, I didn't know anywhere else to go,"

She pulled him inside and shut the door. "Tell me what's going on."

"Remember when I was young? When I use to black out with those visions?"

"Past life, its not as rare as you think," she smiled. "So many people have them when they sleep," she chuckled and pulled a cup of hot chai tea out of the microwave. "I mean, people IM me all the time asking me about this kind of stuff."

Jack looked at her. "Dani, can I ask you something?"

"Go ahead,"

"How do you know me? And why do you look exactly the same way as you did eight years ago?"

Dani nodded. "I was wondering when you would ask me that."

"Will there be any answer?"

"Not right now dear," she smiled. "So what about your visions?"

Jack shook his head. "Right, uh," he leaned against the wall. "I told you everything about my visions, the insight, the fine details, every fucking thing,"

Dani nodded.

"Afterwards you told me that, the reason everything was coming back so clearly was because something horrible happened in a past life, and those directly involved with the accident came back into this life to fix it,"

"But the chances of all you meeting and piecing it all back together is slim," she shrugged. "I mean, you have a better chance winning the lottery a hundred times in a row then this actually happening."

"Then you should have been buying the tickets, Dani."

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Will pulled a memo pad out of back pocket and checked off the last detail on the list. "Feed and water the horses, wash the pintos, brush out all of them, shovel the shit, reline the stables with hay, check the corners for any threatening spiders, set food out for the stable kittens, shovel their shit," he chuckled and put the check list back in his pocket.

"Will?" Lizzie came up and looked around. "Where's Jack? We need to talk."

"Hey Liz, Norrington,"

"Hey Will," Norrington smiled.

"I don't know Liz, he left a while ago on a motorcycle."

"Damn, he must have went back to see Dani,"

"Who?"

"Some girl who raised him." Liz said waving it off. "I don't know her, I never met her before," she looked at Will. "You need a shower, and some food."

"Heh, yeah I do."

"Come on, you can shower at Jack's place."

"I didn't see a shower there-"

"It's upstairs." She led them back to Jack's house and opened the door. "Come on, I'll show you,"

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"I remember how I was killed, I saw it in Will's eyes," Jack said recalling his visions. "Will was skewered with a sword that I side stepped from. When I held Will, the man swung his sword down, killing me."

"Will was alive to see that," Dani nodded.

Jack looked up at her.

"He died shortly after that, I truly believe that had you not died, he might have recovered from the skewering, he had no will to live, and who would? Watching the man you love died right before your eyes," Dani shook her head wiping away stray tears. "And you have no idea who this man was?"

"No, I don't," Jack sighed. "But, Dani, Norrington and Elizabeth, I mean, that was weird enough, but now, heh, now there's William Turner."

Dani blinked. "Really? This is odd," She racked her brain. "This hasn't happened to my knowledge. People can usually make up their mistakes on their own accord; very rarely do they all come back at the same time."

"But we have Dani, and I need to know why."

"I… I don't know," Dani looked up at Jack. "You have to talk to them, all three of them and see what is going on."

Jack nodded. "Oh, one more thing,"

"Yes?"

"Life with Bruno has gotten a little worse," Jack said and left the house. He rode back home, the sun setting low on the horizon, creeping its way into slumber. Jack parked, yawned and trudged for his shack.

"Jack,"

He turned to see Mr. Bruno walking towards him with a whip.

"Come here,"

"No," Jack said shaking his head. "I told you, I am not doing this anymore,"

"You have no choice," Bruno said stepping up to Jack. He grabbed Jack by the shoulders and kissed him forcefully. "You can't forget our deal Jack," Bruno smiled undoing Jack's pants and slipping his hands down the front of Jack.

"No," Jack grabbed Bruno's arm, but Bruno already had Jack in his hand and was stroking Jack into a boner.

"We have an accord, Jack, and I know you mean to stay true to that."

Will watched the darkened widow of Jack's shack as Bruno pushed Jack up against the side of the house in a fury of lust, then bound Jack's wrists and pulled him inside.

"Jack's usually never out this late," Lizzie said looking at her watch. "It's eleven,"

Will looked down at her.

"Come on, I have to get you home," Norrington said to Lizzie who yawned. "Come on pumpkin," he chuckled pulling her up.

"Will you be alright by yourself?" Lizzie asked looking back at Will.

"Yeah," he nodded weakly. "I'll just wait for him."

Lizzie nodded and let her boyfriend take her off in his car.

William sat on the edge of the bed in the dark waiting. The green light clock read a little past three when the slamming of a door woke up Will. He listened intently noting the unmistakable sound of crying.

"Jack!" Bruno called from outside. "You're you ass back out here!"

Will looked out the window; Bruno was standing with only his boxers on with another man who wore nothing.

"Christ," Jack cried.

"We had an accord!"

Jack opened the door and returned to them outside. Will watched as a naked Jack was thrown onto the ground. He curled into a fetal position only to get hit by Bruno.

"Open up!" Bruno shouted pulling Jack's face into his crotch.

The other man giggled as he shoved his member into Jack's anus causing Jack to gag, Bruno hit Jack's head, but after a few coarse minutes they fell into a rhythm. Bruno being pleased Jack getting pounded and stroked and with a few loud gasps and violent thrusts they all came into one another.

Will covered his ears in an attempt to stop the men's moaning from his ears. After a while the front door slammed again, Will flinched and crept over to the edge and peered over. Jack was curled up on the floor protectively against the door crying. Will could see him tremble, silently he crept down the ladder and crouched down by Jack who didn't notice him yet.

"Oh god," Jack cried. "I wanna die,"

Will silently stepped back as Jack stood up and walked across the room. He grabbed a plate and slammed it against the counters edge. With a shredded tip in his hand he pressed it hard into his an inch above his wrist.

"Jack No!" Will jumped up.

Startled Jack flinched, ripping the edge of the shard through his wrist into his palm.

Jack looked at his ripped wrist.

"No," Will ran over to Jack.

"Ah fuck," Jack's eyes fluttered and he collapsed to the floor.

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OKAY! THAT'S IT! I GIVE UP! This fucking muse is going to kill me! He's giving me headaches and I really didn't mean Jack to turn into this. ^^' I'll update this for you if you want me too.