Being dead for over 300 years, Jack Sparrow suddenly wondered for a moment why he could feel pain.
"Maybe it's because you've taken over my body."
Jack opened his eyes and saw the woman before him.
"I thought you weren't acting like yourself lass. Sorry 'bout the boat."
"It's been over three centuries and I'm sure the boat is long gone now," she said reaching out a hand.
Jack took it and she helped him to stand. "It's good to see you Anna."
"As is you Captain," she said smirking.
"If you two are finished then, I'll need some help with the boy," Gibbs said.
His eyes opened moments later and he began to blink.
"Is it you William," Jack asked.
"Aye, I'm here in one piece," he said standing, yet swaying slightly.
"Maybe you should sit down. I'll get you some water," Gibbs said leaving the room.
Anna left shortly after leaving Jack and the boy. Once the door was shut Will put his head in his hands.
"Did your headache go away yet?"
"Yeah, just give it a minute."
Gibbs came back with the water but left right away.
"It feels a bit, odd, to feel again," Will said flexing his fingers.
"Aye, I feel a piss coming."
"Do you think we can do it Jack?" Jack shrugged.
"We don't have much of a choice do we. It feels, good, to be on a ship again don't it."
"For you maybe."
Jack righted himself and left the boy with his water. "Set a course crew," he announced.
"Where to Captain," Cotton asked.
Jack smiled, since this was the first time he'd ever heard the man speak.
"I take it the lass gave you what you always wanted."
"Aye, where's the course."
"Where else, Isla Muerta."
Keira was still sitting in the room where she had been for the past few hours.
"Where is this ship heading," she asked herself over and over again.
As soon as the words came out of her mouth, the ship seemed to stop. There was a lot of running before her door opened. Two of them, one short and one missing his eye, grabbed her and led her out.
"Where are you taking me?"
"To the island poppet," the short one said.
She was taken off the ship and onto a grubby little island that seemed to be uninhabited and untouched for years. The others were muttering things that she couldn't hear and that didn't help much. Finally, after much walking, they arrived in some room. The Captain came and brought her over to some strange chest. From out of the chest, he grabbed an even stranger dagger and looked it over.
"You know, I used this very dagger on your great-great something or other I believe. Tonight though, we're going to do something a bit different, right gents," he said before facing his crew.
"Right," they all shouted back.
He looked back into her eyes and she felt herself begin to shake in fear. Suddenly, the men began to chant and the Captain grabbed her wrist. He brought the dagger to her forearm and made the shape of a circle.
"The gods have plans for you, you and the others. They want your blood and they originally sent us to get it. We thought everything was all finished when we saw your bodies lying on that beach but it seems we were wrong. Not for long however, the Aztec gods will stop at nothing till they have all of your blood."
When Keira looked down again, on her arm was the perfect recreation of the coin that she found in the bathroom that day. She felt herself suddenly begin to rise as though her body was moving against her will.
"Now lass, I want you to reach inside the nice chest and remove a coin," the Captain commanded. She felt herself reach down and remove one of the gold medallions. Keira turned to face him but her mouth wouldn't open. She also felt a strange feeling in the pit of her stomach that she couldn't explain.
"You're probably wondering right now how I'm controlling you."
She nodded; glad to be able to do something on her own.
"That little mark on your arm. You are under my control till further notice."
The men down below began to laugh and point up at her.
"Now gents, milady, I believe it is time for us to return to the ship."
Everyone left, most of the men were muttering to themselves. Keira felt fear enter into her heart as she slowly followed them.
Will was just leaving the cabin when he felt his heart (which was still an odd feeling for him) skip a beat.
"Jack, I think something's wrong with the girl," he said going over to the man at the wheel. Jack regarded him and nodded.
"Let's just hope we're not to late then. Go help Cotton and Gibbs with the sails."
Will went over to the two men and helped them out.
"Are you sure this isn't a trap," Anna asked from the side.
"I'm almost sure it is one. However, I think we owe it to our descendants to rescue her aye."
"Aye."
"Plus, somewhere deep inside is the spirit of Ms. Swann-Turner herself." Anna nodded and left for the moment. Jack called Will over and handed him the compass.
"Which direction."
"Due west," Will said before handing it back.
Jack nodded and made sure the ship was going in the right direction.
"Don't worry, we're coming," Will muttered under his breath.
Ahh, the wisdom of Jack Sparrow. And just what's going on with Keira? I hope you all enjoyed it. Less than a week away folks and I think we're all excited. Hope to see you all later. :-)
