Once Pearl had shaken free of Atlantic she found herself in the throes of a massive storm. It had blown in out of nowhere it seemed. The salt and the spray stung her eyes making it difficult to see and yet she sensed she was not alone…

Flashes in the distance was her only warning as cannonballs came flying in at her, smashing through her hull with ease. Pearl howled and opened her own gunports, returning fire in that direction. If she landed any hits she didn't know. More shots came in, harder and faster. Something happened to her in that moment. It was as though everything around her was getting, larger! But no, it was her. She was, shrinking! An all too familiar voice chuckled in sinister fashion. "You'll do nicely..." "It cannot be!" Pearl gasped. She struggled hard. She wasn't sure at what point she passed out. All she knew is she did. The stress of the transformation too hard for her. When she woke up she was adrift in endlessly rough seas...upon a shelf...in a glass bottle. Terrified she screamed, not that anyone would ever hear her. She underestimated the powers of the earth and the Sisterhood of Fire. How word reached Prince exactly would never be known nor should it be by mortals. Nonetheless, Campe limped into the hideout. "Prince, Pearl has been captured." "Captured? I thought she outran Atlantic!" "And straight into the arms of a devil ship." Campe replied. "The Queen has returned, a ghoul and monster." "The Queen." He tilted his head. "Ah, what's her name." Campe frowned. "The one who kissed Jackdaw." "Queen Anne's Revenge? She's dead!" "Not likely. Saw her with my own eyes and the magic she was using was dark. Ancient…" Campe shuddered. "It was the magic of the Master." "Quit speaking in riddles!" he hissed, "Where is my mother?" "Literally a ship in a bottle." Campe replied. "You're joking." he cocked an eye. She shook her head. "No. I know that style of magic. And my sisters reported to me what had happened." "Your sisters...what are you, Campe?" he looked at her seriously. Campe stepped back and sliced her fin with a blade. She squeezed and allowed several drops to strike the water where it boiled. "I, am fire!" "You're… a demon." "I would prefer the term volcano." She huffed. "Campe Flegrei, the volcano of Naples City." She bowed low. "Volcano?! How's that possible, they're just rock and heat," he gasped, "nothing alive, is there?" "Obviously there is." She chuckled. "I'm, shocked...that's incredible. So your sisters...you mean...every volcano on Earth is like you?" "We were all created, just as you were so yes." "Created? By who. God?" "No. A devil in serpent form. He created us and enslaved us. We call him, the Master. We eventually rose up with the early ships and overthrew him." "A devil in serpent form, that sounds like the beast Long Shadow talked of. I can't believe this." "There are many things about our world you would find hard to believe. But with all you have seen already, is it that difficult to accept?" She asked. "No, which is why I'm not arguing against it all...what can I do to help?" "Well currently I am aware of Anne's last known position. We find her, we find your mother and then we can work to find a way to free her." "Then let's go."

Campe led the way and it wasn't long before they spotted Anne. She was heading away from London, back towards the Caribbean. Campe growled and submerged, getting ready to attack. She grabbed Anne from underneath, teeth sinking into her rudder. She held her in place so Prince could come up and snatch his mother. He squealed as his bow was lit aflame from Greek Fire shot from Anne's bow. Campe sank her teeth in more, adjusting her grip and swinging Anne around so the fire shot in a different direction away from Prince. She stuck her muzzle above water. "Hurry, I can't hold her much longer!" Prince snatched the bottle off Anne, "Go, Campe!" Campe inflected one last savage bite that was sure to slow Anne down before dropping away and racing after Prince. "Okay so how do we free mom from the bottle?" he growled. Campe wasn't listening. She was focused on Pearl who was shouting something at her. "Aww, cute!" She purred. This made Pearl angry but Campe laughed. "So widdle." She cooed. "Campe!" "What?" The volcano grinned. "She's adorable!" "How do we get her out and normal?" he groaned. "Hmm, no idea." Campe hummed, tapping the glass. Pearl launched into another tirade but she was so small no one could understand her. "Can we just break the bottle?" "I need to figure out what kind of spell this is. It looks like an Ornament Spell but without knowing for sure… There are a few other spells out there that are very similar in nature and breaking the bottle with those would kill her." "Ornament Spell? Christ, what have I gotten myself into?" he sighed, looking in on his mother sadly. Pearl looked at him, tears in her eyes. She was silently pleading with him to get her out of this. Campe tapped the glass again and it cracked slightly. Pearl yelped. "Hmm, well there's one answer solved. If it was a life support system it wouldn't break that easily." The volcano mused. "Short answer for you Prince, breaking the bottle will get her out. But it has to be broken just right." "How right?" he groaned, "Can't anything be easy when it comes to the supernatural?" "Sorry to disappoint you Mr. Mortal." Campe lifted the bottle, gnawing it gently with her teeth as she worked to figure out how the bottle was made and where the best place to break it was. "Hmm. This is a complicated one. Then again, it is a mortal trying to recreate an Ancient's spell. This bottle not only has to be broken in a very specific way. But it has to be broken on a very specific island." "I'll leave that to you. I feel like I'm just going to get in the way. You can't die, can hide easily, have superior firepower and much more knowledge." "And she is your mother." Campe passed the bottle to him. "Come on. I know where to go." "Lead the way." He murmured.

It was a long journey south. The island they needed was Terra del Fuego. "I know this island from legends." "It's a dangerous shore. Keep a weather eye, the rocks can be treacherous when the waves get big." She warned. She took the bottle in her teeth, hauling herself out of the water onto the beach. She turned it several times until she found the spot she was looking for. "Okay, pray this works." She muttered raising it high before shattering it on the rocks. Pearl went flying clear into the sea still miniature and right at Prince. Prince looked down at her, eyes wide. "Mother?" Pearl burst out of the water, full size coughing and spitting up brine. She leaned heavily on her son. He held her. "Oh thank God!" he gasped, hugging her up. "Ah lungs, Prince I need to breathe, remember." She gasped, wriggling in his grip. "Sorry." He sniffed, letting her go. She nuzzled him gently. "Thank you." She murmured. She looked back at Campe who was stumbling her way back to the sea. "Both of you." "You're just lucky I like you." Campe grinned, taking a flying leap into the water. "Ah, that's better. Now, what to do about Anne." "Jackdaw." Was Prince's answer. "Anne is under a powerful spell and you want to use a brig to control her…" Campe began, then paused. "Oh." She chuckled. "Oh I see. Hmm, yes that just might work." She rubbed her fins under her chin. "Campe, is it true the legends? When Shadow was Dutchman, you'd drag ships to the bottom? You'd...devour sailors?" he asked, drawn back to thinking about her. She was a volcano, so were the stories true, and if so, were they actually worse then he'd heard? He was half interested and half scared. Clearly more interested in her than Anne at the current moment. Campe sighed. "I was charged to stay with Long Shadow, look after her by Britannia herself. Where Shadow went, I went. What she asked of me, I gave. What you think of as right and wrong had no meaning to me. It was just, with Shadow or against her. And being with her, protecting her and her family was what is right to me." "So the legends are true." "Yes." Campe admitted. "And if anything, they understate things." "That's both terrifying and kind of hot." he chuckled. "It was both I can assure you. I don't just use the sea to attack." She lost herself in memories for a moment and she briefly regretted what she had done before shaking herself. "Anyways, we have to get Jackdaw. He might be the only one who can free Anne." "Mother? Can you find him? Campe and I can find and track Anne." She nodded. "Of course I can. But you be careful my son. Don't allow her to capture you too." She glared harshly at Campe. "Keep him safe." She growled. Campe snapped to. "Count on it." She saluted.

Pearl raced off in search of her oldest child. "Jackdaw, I need you!" She cried when she found him. "What, what's going on?" he asked, looking up from his meal. Pearl quickly explained the situation with Anne. "You're the only one who can get through to her Jackdaw." She said. "She's alive?" he gasped, eyes wide. "Sort of. She's more like, a demon. I don't know what she did but whatever it was it's made her a lot like your aunt." Pearl sighed. "Prince and Campe are keeping tabs on her position. We should go after them." "Let's!" he hissed in determination.

Pearl led the way, guiding them towards Prince. He was alone. "Where's Campe?" She asked. "Here." She surfaced. "Anne is in that harbor over there. And so is HMS Providence." The volcano added with a sigh. "This is White Cap Bay." Jackdaw growled, eyeing the waters, "Keep a sharp eye." "Not even I will dare enter its waters." Campe said. There was screeching and the night sky was lit up by familiar bursts of flame. "Mermaids!" Pearl hissed. "Anne!" Jackdaw raced towards the harbor. "Jackdaw no!" Pearl shouted, chasing after him. He moved through infested waters towards the galleon, crying out her name as Prince moved to engage Providence if she attacked. Providence gave as good as she got. She was surprised to see Prince but quickly resisted him.

Pearl was not far behind but Jackdaw reached Anne first. She bared her teeth at him, keen to attack. He didn't move to fire, instead taking a sudden turn to kiss her deeply. Anne struggled at first but something in her eyes changed and the glassiness in them faded. She pulled back. "Jackdaw?" She whispered. "Hello, Anne." he whimpered happily, eyes tearing up. He kissed her again. She retreated. "Jackdaw I can't control it." She said, the glassiness returning. "Please leave. I don't-I don't want to hurt you." "Resist it. I know you can. You're a strong ship. You always have been!" "I can't risk it, not with you." She rasped. She kissed him before whirling around and unleashing Greek fire on the shore. He didn't listen, insisting upon bringing her back. This time, he kissed her again, but it was deeper, more passionate, more...lustful. Anne once again looked as though she was going to attack but once more she held herself back, reluctantly leaning into it. "Jackdaw…" She tried to protest and that was when the sword summoned her. "Anne, please don't leave me!" he cried, clinging to her desperately. She shrugged him off, charging to the shore and her captain.

Pearl came up alongside her son. "We need to get that sword." She said. "Then we'll get it. Come on." he growled. Pearl moved to flank Blackbeard while Jackdaw charged him. Campe climbed along the shoreline working her way towards the lighthouse in an effort to ward off the vicious mermaids. Prince was still locked in combat with Providence. Jackdaw hissed as he felt himself being forced to turn and being his guns to bear on Pearl. That damn sword! He tried to resist it but Anne was right, it wasn't as easy as it may have sounded. Pearl had to weave and dodge which cost her a lot of ground. That sword remained out of reach. Their solution came in the form of a surprising but very welcomed ally. From the darkness, rigging lines snatched the sword from Anne's Captain from where he stood on the shore. The mystery vessel quickly made their way to Pearl, and her lanterns dimly lit and revealed their identity. Dogg!

"Am I glad to see you!" She grinned. Anne turned to Dogg awaiting orders. He had the sword, he was in command. Her glassy eyes tracked it like a dog to a bone. Somehow, likely due to him selling himself to Shadow and Britannia, he understood perfectly how to use it. With one quick jolt forward he shouted, "I hereby release the soul bound by this devil blade!" The blast shattered in his grip, the hilt dissolving away to nothing. Anne collapsed and would have fallen if Jackdaw didn't catch her. Dogg grinned widely, watching Blackbeard and his crew withdraw into the jungle behind them, a mermaid caught and in a glass container being taken with them. He smirked, knowing fate would take care of them. He turned back to look at Jackdaw, who was kissing Anne deep as he held her to him. The frigate was giving as good as she got, embracing the Ship she loved. Their moment was broken as Providence screamed, mermaids swarming her decks. Prince was helping her the best he could, swatting them off and biting their seaweed whips. He held on to Providence to keep her upright, refusing to let these creatures of seduction and death claim her! It wouldn't be a fate he'd wish upon even Alex. Despite his efforts the mermaids were suffocating her. "Let go!" She gasped. "Don't give up on me!" he whimpered, biting at them and desperately trying to free her. "Go Prince while you have a chance!" She wheezed. "And Dogg, If you see Shadow tell her I'm sorry!" Dogg bit his lip, deciding to try something. He nodded, but approached. Prince trusted him and he let go of Providence. "Ancients tell me I have their power too." Dogg hissed and focused on the mermaids with a hard stare, as if trying to command them to let her go. To their great surprise it worked. Campe and Anne together supported Providence who was bleeding out of every orface it seemed like. If they were going to help her, they would have to work fast. "We can't stay here. Those wretched creatures will be back any minute!" Dogg panted heavily, lightheaded. He should have figured such abilities would take it out of him. "Around the bay, they don't go near the cove." he groaned.

"They carried Providence into the cove, setting her on a gentle sloping beach. She was still bleeding heavily. Dogg and Prince both applied pressure to the wounds, Jackdaw trying to patch her up while Anne gave her water. Dogg felt a familiar hull press against his. He didn't have to look up to know who it was, instead simply rubbing against the newcomer as he worked. Providence looked up at her, eyes already losing their spark of life. "Forgive me." She rasped. Shadow nuzzled her. "Go in peace my friend." She replied. Providence sighed, the flow of blood from her wounds ceasing. "Damn them." Prince hissed, "I was just trying to keep her away...I forced her into the hornets nest...this is my fault..." "Don't blame yourself my son." Pearl said gently. Shadow gathered Providence's spirit, a glowing orb at her side. She turned to Dogg, her eyes for once green. She kissed his cheek. "You still want me?" He leaned into her, his own eyes slipping closed and he took in her sweet scent and felt her lines, as if trying to cling to anything of her before she left once more. "I always want you, Shadow. I hurt whenever I don't have you." She embraced him. "So do I Dogg." She placed something on his deck. "This belongs to you." She whispered. It was the chest. "Shadow, I...Are you sure? I would never ever hurt you...but I don't know if I fully trust myself to keep it safe..." "Dogg I know you. I know that you will guard this with your life. If you are killed, then I will be happy to join you." "Oh Long Shadow..." her name practically stuttered out of his trembling lip, as tears streaked down his cheeks. He pressed himself to her, hugging her tightly, "Take me wherever you go, I beg of you!" he sobbed. "I can't." She swallowed hard. "I wish I could." She pushed him back, looking at the rapidly setting sun. "I have to go." It was as though the sun swallowed her, a green flash signaling her departure. Pearl sighed. "Let's go home."