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James took the box with the heart and looked at it. "We'll make the deal."
"Then I'll arrange…"
"No, I want you to bring Beckett." James interrupted.
"Sure, have it your way." Elizabeth shrugged.
Elizabeth waited with Beckett as a plank was bridged between James's ship and the Flying Dutchman. Elizabeth walked over with Beckett then threw him to the floor.
"What did you do to him?" James asked as he knelt down to a bleeding and pain filled Beckett.
"Nothing, precisely nothing. The heart please…" Elizabeth held out her hand. James grabbed her hand and pulled her close.
"Do you need rescuing? I can protect you."
Elizabeth smiled wide. "I assure you James, if I needed rescuing…I wouldn't ask you to do it." She took the box and shrugged out of his grasp.
James watched as she walked back to the Flying Dutchman. Something was very wrong. He was going to find out what.
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"Isla Cruces…that is where the meeting will be held. In that church." Jack pointed to the stone building.
Will walked with Jack, Bill, and Barbossa to the church. The rest of the crew was to stay behind…
As they walked in they saw that a large table was placed near the alter, and a lone man was there waiting. "Hey Dad!" Jack sauntered forward and threw his arms around the old man.
"Jack my boy! How are ye feeling?" His father patted him.
"Good to be alive." Jack then nodded to Will. "This is William Turner…"
"Bootstraps boy! Yes of course, and you I know." Jack's father nodded to Bootstrap and Barbossa. "I am Royce Sparrow, Jack's father." Will shook his hand.
"Pleasure sir." Will said. "Do you know why we are meeting?"
"Davy Jones is no longer in power, whoever holds Calypso's Heart is, and we have got to stop it."
"See, there is a problem with that." Jack started. "His fiancé is holding Calypso's Heart, can't very well stab her in the chest."
Royce pondered that for a while. "No, we can't. However, we may have a hard time convincing Blackbeard and Captain Fang of that…"
"Leave that to me, I am a master of persuasion." Jack wiggled his eyebrows. Suddenly the church doors opened with a large drawl.
In walked in two more members of the Brethren. Blackbeard and Captain Sao Fang.
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"So you expect us to go along with this plan of yours?" Captain Fang asked.
"Yes." Jack said.
"Let me ask you this. If she is the bloodline of Calypso…then we don't have a chance in the Seven Seas of making this plan work?"
"Yup." Jack said again.
"Then why in the hell should we help you?" Blackbeard bellowed in his deep voice.
"All we need you to do is keep the Flying Dutchman preoccupied while we get Elizabeth out…and hopefully take care of Jones in the process."
Captain Fang and Blackbeard looked at each other. "Fine, but we aren't risking our ships or our crew. If this plan gets shot to hell Sparrow, it will be your problem."
"Naturally." Jack watched as both Captains left the small church. Hopefully this plan would work out, if not, they'd be in a lot of trouble.
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"How are you feeling?" James asked Beckett once the Flying Dutchman had gone on her way, and Beckett was resting comfortably in James's quarters.
"Horrible. What do you want?"
"What happened on that ship? I do not believe Elizabeth is on Jones's side." James said as he sat down on a chair beside the bed. "Something isn't making sense."
"She found out about my involvement in her father's death…she resigned me to rot in that cell I was in…die to death. Can you believe that?" Lord Beckett arched his brow.
"That I can." James shifted. "What was the pendant around her neck doing?"
"Putting her in control. She has control of the sea…along with Jones. She has Calypso's Heart, and she is using it."
James thought for a moment. Elizabeth had to be working on a plan…had to.
"Help me understand something. Elizabeth is the power, or controls the sea…why didn't she destroy my ship with me on it, if she were working with Jones?"
"Question is…why didn't she destroy Jones?"