-I do not own POTC, but I do love to write about them.-

The sounds of distant waves could be heard as Will and Jack stood upon the platform. The noose that hung around their necks looked like it was slowly cutting off the circulation to their necks. Memories began to poor into Will's mind, memories of his dear Elizabeth, of his mother and father, and of his child that would never get it's chance to see the sky or feel the fresh mist of the ocean on their skin. Slowly a tear slid down his right cheek as she glanced over to Jack, a pained expression on his face. Jack held his head back, his eyes closed as he felt the last wind upon his face. He sensed eyes upon him as he opened his own and looked to see Will looking at him, a pained expression could be seen upon his face. He couldn't help but feel sorry for the position they were in, and he couldn't help but feel worse about what had caused them to be on that platform today.

"I'm sorry Will..." He felt an actual tear welling up inside him but he couldn't let that go, he was Jack Sparrow, he was supposed to be a tough guy and yet he couldn't help his emotions right now. Will nodded and looked back over the crowd.

"...It's all right....I'll be with them both again." It was this comfort that steadied him somewhat. Slowly a man stepped up to the right of them both, and seemed to be reading out their crimes to the crowd, yet they both didn't seem to hear what was being read at the moment. Will glanced to the back of the crowd where the Governor stood on another platform, his hand tightly clenching onto the cane with both of his hands. His expression was angry yet depressed, but who could blame him.

"...And last but not least the murder of Miss Elizabeth Swan and her child. In this William Turner and Jack Sparrow have been found GUILTY!" He seemed to scream out the word into the crowd, it seemed he was disgusted with Will and Jack himself. "Their punishment is death by the noose. May god have mercy on their souls. Executioner ready yourself." The man spit directly onto Will's face, he was happy to see them die today, he never really liked pirates and this seemed the perfect occasion to show his distaste. Will silently took the insult and closed his eyes. His only care was Elizabeth and his unborn child, he didn't even get a chance to name it. If only everyone understood what had happened, if only they believed their story not speculation. The man stepped off to the back of the platform as she executioner stepped up, a sadistic grin upon his lips.

"Good-bye Jack, it was nice to have known you." Will opened his eyes as he stared out over the crowd once again. Jack glanced over to him, and then back out over the crowd with Will as well.

"You as well." Slowly the executioner grabbed onto the handle, his grip tightening around it. It seemed as if everything was going in slow motion at this moment, and it was torturing both of them. Then just as it seemed to go on forever the executioner pulled back upon the handle, the floor beneath them both going out. Neither of them struggled, they just hung there, their breath slowly diminishing. Their faces were slowly turning white from the lack of breath, they were both dying. They stared forward as their eyelids became heavy, they just stared out as a bright white light covered them. They felt a warmth come over them both as they let their eyelids close. Just as the warmth and light covered them it slowly slid back from them, letting them be filled with a dark cold wet feeling. Slowly Will opened his eyes but they were still a tad hazy, so all he could really view was a bright red light shinning off a black ground.

'Is this hell?' He thought to himself as he glanced around, his eyes immediately falling upon Jack who laid not but a few feet away from him. He slowly slid over to him, as he placed his hand upon his shoulder giving him a small shake to wake him.

"Jack?..Jack?" He spoke not above a whisper, he did not want to attract any attention to them. Jack stirred slowly, as he opened his eyes to see Will above him.

"Where are we?" He placed his hand upon his temple, giving it a light rub. Will glanced around again, his eye sight becoming better by the minute. He could now see the ground was hard and made of pure stone and that it was wet from rain. The red light was from what seemed to be coming from a house, yet this house was huge and there were many rooms and doors going all the way up with what seemed to be stone porches coming off from the doors. Jack was looking around in confusion and wonderment.

"Is this supposed to be hell?" Jack tilted his head somewhat as he glanced at the red light coming from one of the rooms. Will just continued to stare around them, taking in all that they saw.

"..I do not know" His eyes turned up as he eyed the star filled sky.

"Hell does not have a sky that looks to be that of the heavens....Do you think that we are...In heaven?" Will shot a questioning glance towards Jack, as if he himself was in doubt. Jack looked back towards Will and gave a simple shrug, it was obvious that they weren't in hell so that was a good sign to him.

"I have no idea mate....Let's have a look around." His curiosity was getting the better of him now. Will nodded in agreement to him. They both quickly stood up, simultaneously deciding that if they stayed out in the open they would be found out faster then they wanted.

"Where to?" Will asked cautiously, making sure he wouldn't be heard. Jack who obviously had his mind made up already, took a couple steps towards the red glimmering light that was coming from one of the rooms. Will quickly followed after him, not wanting to be left behind. As soon as they came into closer view of the light they saw that there was a stone patio with a few metal chairs with white and red striped detached cushions and backings on them, which seemed quite odd to them both. They simply shrugged it off as they wanted to get a closer look of the light, it was their goal. Jack ran his hand across the full window in the shape of a door, along the side of it was a white metal handle. He laid his hand upon it and gave it a hard jerk but it wouldn't open.

"Oh playing hard to get are we?" He gave a simple laugh at this, if it was the last thing he did he was going to open this door. All the while Will was looking at the cloth of the chairs and studying the handiwork done on the chairs themselves. Jack was still busy trying to pull the door open but to no avail. So he placed left boot upon the handle as well and pulled back harder. Suddenly his boot caught upon a wet slick of the handle and he fell backwards onto the patio. He quickly sent his hand to the back of his head as he rubbed it gently. Will glanced to him, and heard hurried steps coming towards the glass door, Jack had obviously caused more sound then he had meant to.

"Hurry up, someone's coming!" He grabbed onto Jack's arm and pulled him up, dashing towards another end of the row of rooms. Just as they escaped the door opened up to a heavy set elderly woman in a flower print nighty. She gently moved her glasses up the brim of her nose as she glanced around for the cause of the noise, but found nothing. Will and Jack slowly and gently crouched down behind a small flower bush, they didn't want to be seen but they had to watch her, she might just have the answer they've been looking for.

"Is it the kids?" A older sounding male voice yelled out. The older woman let out a sigh, as she slowly turned to walk back into her room.

"No dear, just go back to sleep." She sounded overly tired herself. She slowly closed the door behind her, locking it once again. Not more then fifteen minutes later the red light diminished into nothing from the room.

"Well that wasn't a demon or an angel so I think we can rule out hell and heaven right now" Jack spoke in a laughing tone as he looked to Will. He nodded, turning around to see what was behind them. He was becoming very tired suddenly and now all he wanted to do was crawl up onto a bed and sleep. Jack seemed to pick up on the vibe of Will and began looking around for a place to sleep. The row of rooms seemed to end in a dead end of closed doors with small signs upon them. Suddenly one of the doors caught his attention, one of the doors was ajar. He quickly jumped up, and headed towards the door, Will following close behind. Jack opened the door further, there seemed to be nothing in the room but he couldn't be too sure. Slowly he stepped in, his hand resting gently upon his gun, he was ready for anything. He felt around for something but only found a room filled with cloths on a floor, there was no inhabitants in the room.

"Well what do you say? Shall we take our chances or go somewhere else?" Jack glanced back upon Will who to his surprise was already laying upon the cloths, fast asleep. Jack just gave a shake of his head, it had been a long time since Will had actually gone to sleep straight away, so this comforted him somewhat. He moved over to the door, closing it gently. He let his back slid down the wall until he came to rest upon the floor. He gently tilted his hat down over his eyes, he tended to sleep like that. Plus it was the best way to catch someone off guard, and he thought he just might need that tonight. Slowly he drifted off to sleep, his mind at a small comforting ease. As if something new that they would both need their strength for tomorrow, as if something important awaited them....Perhaps a destiny.

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