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Chapter Fourteen

A Pleasent Surprise

Elizabeth turned around again, terrified. Lightning flashed, lighting up a woman sitting in a dark corner, a glare upon her hardend face. Elizabeth's jaw fell open, and she screamed, but a hand was laid over her mouth...

Soon hearing Elizabeth's scream, Jack ran to her cabin, fearing for her, and since there was no sign of Will, he might as well as deffend his late best friend's son's, beloved.

The room was dark, dark as if there were some evil so in it . Jack saw Elizabeth, standing, shaking, staring at something that was in the corner of the room.

" Elizabeth, are yeh alright lass !"

He hadn't bothered to look where she was looking, why, I don't know. That should of been the first thing that he did, but he didn't. As Jack put his hands on Elizabeth's shoulders, she seemed in shock, when a woman's voice came from the darkness. It was haunting, and gruff, it wasn't soft like a woman's should be , not like music. The voice was hard, like the woman had seen more than she should of in her years, wise beyond her age.

" Hello, Jack."

Jack knew the voice, but still he jumped, startled, and still he asked his next question,

" Who are you ?"

He spoke, letting go of the terrified Elizabeth's shoulders, he walked forward, with a lit candle, just as the woman got up from the chair; the skirt of her dress swishing.

The light grew closer and closer to her, as Jack saw just her dress and part of her chest, he was about to gaze upon the face of this woman, this haunting woman, when his candle spluttered out. The mystery woman had blown out the candle, she laughed, nay, she cackled. Jack grew afraid, who was this demon ? This Devil this--

CRASH

Lightning had struck one of the longboats, just outside the window, and fire showed to him the woman.

" No...this isn't possible, yeh're supposed to be dead...NO ! Yeh be dead ! Restin' at the bottom o' Davy Jones' Locka !"

" No Jack Sparrow..."

Jack, terrified, grew out his pistol, he cocked it, and shot the woman through the heart...But she sighed and straightened her dress

" I am immortal Jack Sparrow, have been since my birth those 31 years ago. I am immortal, don't you forget it"

The Immortal Ethel Kidd...

1.

There was nothing that he could do, and it all happened so fast. In ghostly light of the storm outside, Will's silver pocket watch glittered like a captured moon. Will backed up, as the young man that he was locked in the room with, practically his twin, came ever closer. His boot heels clicking. The very footsteps that Will had been hearing all day in the darkness of every room, every corridor... The man's hand reached out, and took the watch from him.

" You still have the watch I gave you before I left"

His voice was soft, and sounded like Will's, when he had said to Elizabeth a year ago " I thought I had lost it the day they rescued me, it was a gift from my father". He smiled softly, looking as if he was in another world, or another time as he looked at the watch.

" Give it back to me ! It was my father's ! "

The man looked up, startled out of his memories, his mouth was open, and his tongue was touching the back of his front teeth, the look that Will always did.

" I know it means a lot to you William, I'm happy to know that it still does after all these years."

He put the watch back in Will's hand, folding Will's long, tan, strength filled fingers around it.

" And what would you care ?"

" William Edward Jonathon Turner,"

The man said Will's full name, the full name that only he, and his late parents had known.

" How do you know my name ?"

" Whether you want to hear this or not Little Bill -- "

That hurt Will, that name, it wasn't that it bothered him, being called little, or that it caused him physical pain, it was just a word, no, it was much more than that that hurt him...that was the name that his father had always called him when he was around, those 17 years ago.

" Don't call me that, please I cannot hear that name Sir..."

" William, do you truly not know who I am ?"

The lightning flashed again, showing him once more to Will.

" I know you cannot be who I thought you were...My father was 17 years older than me, not 4, and he had no scar that you so bear."

" William, things change. I had thought that you of all people would know that William. I am immortal, ever young. I stopped aging when I was 29, but I was never allowed to look anything over 25, why am I immortal , well its because -- "

" Aztec gold..."

" Aye Will, Aztec gold"

" But I broke the curse."

" No, you only half broke it for me at least. The others had their curse broken, yes, but no I. You are only half of my blood, you've got Annelyn Mc'Victor's blood, your mother's blood in you too, therefore, your blood was not strong enough to end my curse."

" Oh...Than you are still a -- skeletal pirate in the moonlight ?"

" Only on the Waning Cresent moon every month, only then do I show like that."

" That still doesn't explain the scar"

" Well that one happened when I was 25, I was in a fight with rival pirates, and um, heh, I was just to slow to duck"

Will's eyes widened, the nerv beside his right eye, was twitching.

" T-- Too slow to duck ! "

" Aye boy, the pirate swung and I didn't anticipate his speed quite right "

Bootstrap didn't even seem bothered by it, but the thought of it was enough to make poor Will sick. He could just feel a blade slashing through his face, cutting the flesh and muscle, scrapping agaist his cheekbone -- God it was amazing that Bootstrap had not died of blood loss or infection long ago !

Bill could see the look crossing his son's eyes as he thought about what his father had just said -- then it hit Will, his FATHER.

Will jumped back, suddenly terrified of Bill again, but his back was pressed to the wooden wall.

" Little Bill...what's wrong ?"

" You can't be here...you're dead...no you can't be here"

"Well I am son."

" No...you're a ghost sent to haunt me ! Get away from me ! Please...I cannot bear the pain again"

There was absolutely no way , that anyone in their right and sound minds, could not say that these two were related, though, they looked more like brothers, not father and son. Their faces were nearly exactly alike, but Will's eyes were a slightly different shape, one of the few traits of his mother, for Bill's eyes were almond shaped. Even there voices were alike, should one speak, than the other, continuing the thought or statement, one would think it was the same man speaking. The only way to tell these two apart, was Bootstrap Bill's scar, there was nothing else that could be counted. After all, Bill could cut his hair, or Will could grow his longer, Bill could snip off his braided beard, or Will , heaven forbid, could grow it...and should either of them change too look either more respectable, for Bill, or more pirate for Will, you would never be able to tell them apart, save Bill's scar.