Will avoided Captain Jack for the rest of the day. A part of him realized that this was childish and not helpful behavior, but another part of him couldn't help it. The part of him that had come face to face with his childhood and had no idea how that childhood would react to seeing him again.
Thankfully, Jack and Anamaria stayed submerged deep in the forest for most of the day. Gibbs had gone to check up on them sometime near daybreak and returned with a large smile on his face. He warned the crew to stay away from the waterfall for a while and told a worried Will and Elizabeth that Jack and Ana were fine and just taking their time talking and then went away humming delightedly as though it were him who had orchestrated the entire plan.
Since there was still nothing to do on the island, Will spent most of the day lounging silently on the sand staring at the Black Pearl sitting sadly on the water. Once or twice, he thought that the ship waved her sails at him longingly as though begging him to bring her Captain back to her and Will smiled back sadly in greeting.
Elizabeth tried talking to him a couple of times but seeing how unresponsive he was, left to pursue some more talkative company and Will was left to his own melancholy thoughts. After a while, his thoughts turned to Captain Hook, the pirate Captain who had terrorized Peter Pan and the lost boys the last time they had been on the island. Strangely, as soon as he only began to think about the Captain, he felt as though something in his mind had latched onto the thought and he found himself thinking even more about the evil Captain, about how he looked and how he moved and… Frantically, Will tried to think of something else, but found himself completely unable to change the subject.
"Elizabeth?" He called to his wife, dropping his voice into a quiet, agitated whisper when she approached. "There is something wrong."
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Miles away near the waterfall Ana suddenly stopped in the middle of a discussion and turned the topic to something altogether different.
"Jack, do you remember Captain Hook?" She asked. Jack Sparrow shook his head, completely confused by the sudden change of topic.
"No. Not completely." He answered. "I remember who he was but I can't picture his face in my mind."
"Try." Anamaria told him. "Try and remember what he looked like. Try to remember what he moved like, what he talked like, what his spirit looked like."
Though completely confused by then, Jack dutifully closed his eyes and tried to remember the face of his childhood nemesis. At first, he could remember nothing new but then, Captain Hook's face was crystal clear in his mind, down to every last wrinkle and what he saw, shook him completely.
So absorbed in his shock that Jack did not notice the magic swiftly probing his mind until it was too late and the only indication he had that something had just happened was the burst of magic near the caves on the other side of the island. By the time, he realized what had happened, there was nothing that he could do.
"Ana!" He called in dismay, upset not at her but at himself for not seeing it sooner and the magic that was far more sentient then it was proper for magic to be. Ana herself sat blinking slowly as though coming out of a deep sleep.
"Tinkerbell, is this island self aware at all? Magic is meant to be used, not the other way around!" He asked into the empty air, knowing that his fairy would be there.
Tinkerbell shrugged helplessly. "When this island was made, we packed so much magic into such a small place. So much time has passed since then. The magic, it has no where to go, nothing to do. Sometimes… sometimes we see something, things that shouldn't have happened without outside influence. It's as though the island itself is doing it. As though it's alive."
"It just revived Captain Hook!" Jack cried. "Did you catch that? He was dead. Twice!"
"It's the order of things." Tink told him. "The way things have always been. There is the chosen one, brought to the island. Sometimes the child wanted to stay here by himself, exploring, having fun by himself. Other times, the child wanted a friend or two and adventure. So we fell into two patterns. If the child was the first type, we basically left him or her alone to have fun by himself. If the child was the second type, we interfered frequently, brought other children over to Neverland, did things to keep him interested and happy. One of the things we did was bring someone who would be an enemy to the child. Someone he could fight and win against. You were the second type and so we brought Captain Hook over from the real world."
"But he died! You couldn't have brought him here the same way that you brought us. He isn't alive!"
"Neverland is capable of many things… I never thought… but…" Tink murmured.
Jack closed his eyes then opened him again. "Can I get rid of him just by wishing it?" He asked the fairy who shook her head sadly.
"No. Captain Hook was brought here by Neverland itself to keep to a predetermined order. The island will fight your magic for dominance in this." Tink fluttered her wings nervously, unable to explain herself properly.
"So I have to kill him."
"Yes."
"Fine." Jack said determinately and turned away from his fairy effectively ending the conversation, turning back to his first mate who was staring at the fairy confusion in her eyes.
"Tinkerbell?" She whispered. "You used to be smaller."
"It's in the way that Peter views the world." Tinkerbell told the girl. "It's good to see you."
Ana nodded, still confused and then turned to the Jack neither noticing the fairy who had disappeared as silently as she had come.
"What was that all about?" She asked. "What happened Jack?"
"Do you remember asking me to remember Captain Hook?" Jack Sparrow asked.
"No. Well, yes but very vaguely. Like a dream. What happened?" She asked again, realizing that there was something that she was missing.
"Captain Hook is back." Jack revealed.
"You defeated him before."
"I can defeat him again. That isn't the problem. The problem is in who he is."
"Who is he?" Ana whispered, for some reason afraid of the answer.
"Barbossa." Came the soft, earth shattering answer.
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Author's note - heya, faithful readers. lol - I was waiting for 30 reviews before I posted again but I see that that one is just not going to happen. lol. soon.
On a different note, I hope you like this chapter. There will be more action and adventure and emotion confrontations later. (just a bit later) happy reading!
Cal - I am going to start replying to you're reviews as soon as I read them cus I'm sure that I wanted to answer things but didn't and now I'm so tired... I hope you like this!
