Elizabeth buried her head in Will's shoulder at the sight of Jack being hung. Tears were forming in her eyes and threatening to fall.

Will held her as he watched his friend fall. Sadness and regret pooled into his heart as he couldn't save Jack. He bowed his head low.

"Lord! He's alive!" an elderly man said to his son.

"That pirate…what if he's the one that the devil spat back out?" he asked his father frightened.

"Nah…he's not the only pirate in there here shores. Shame he has that small neck…Rope probably wasn't on tight enough for that thin frame. He looks mighty pained there."

"Good. He deserves it."

Will and Elizabeth immediately snapped their heads up and there was Jack still hanging. Now they noticed that he was kicking slightly and he managed to pull his hands under his legs before he fell, so now his still bound hands were grasping at the rope that looped tightly around his neck. They could hear his strangled breaths, but they knew it wouldn't be long before his neck did snap under his weight.

"We've got to do something," Will said quickly. He took Elizabeth's hand into his own.

The young couple stepped down from the stoop and proceeded towards Jack, pushing their way through as people were too preoccupied watching Jack hang.

Just as they reached Jack, there was a bright light that came out of no where. They were blown back along with everyone else and the fort seemed to have swayed from underneath them by the blinding light. People screamed and birds took off from the rafters.

"Elizabeth!" Will yelled through the chaos. During the past second, her hand left his. He grasped blindly on the ground looking for her.

"Will!" she sounded just a foot away from him.

"Elizabeth!" Will said. His hand grasped hers, but it felt different. He held her close to him and her hair felt coarse compared to her usual soft, sleek hair. Did that light do more than just stun them? He was able to make out fuzzy shapes and outlines now, but still couldn't see Elizabeth's features.

"Will…" Elizabeth's bemused voice came in front of him.

As his sight returned, he quickly let go an elderly sailor and rushed towards Elizabeth. This time he made sure that it was Elizabeth before embracing her.

"I thought for a moment…" Elizabeth started to say.

"Thought what?" Will looked at her imploringly.

"I thought…I thought you died or…something. There was that blast and oh…Will," Elizabeth said sounding relieved that no harm had came to either of them, especially to their…

"HE'S GONE!" Harris Beckett barked. He was one of the few standing. He was holding his bleeding forehead and staggered forward towards where Jack was last. The rope was missing along with Jack. There was not a trace of him, save for the specks of blood on the ground below and on the trapdoor that slid down. "MEN! SEARCH THE WHOLE FORT! HE MUST NOT BE ALLOWED TO LIVE! YOU TWO!"

He staggered towards Will and Elizabeth as the Navy soldiers, who were still blinded or partially blinded, did what they were told.

"What do you want?" Will said standing between them.

"Come with me, quick. There isn't much time left…for either of us. Quickly now!" Harris grabbed them both around the elbows and ushered them towards a secluded area of the battlement. "Dreadfully sorry about your dress, Miss Swann," Harris said without looking down at his bloodied hand that stained her elbow. He did not call her informally. He seemed a different man, a scared man.

"What is it?" Elizabeth urged him to hurry with what he was saying. She wanted to look for Jack before it was too late also.

Harris looked around wildly to make sure that there really was no one else but them. There wasn't as the people of Port Royal were still disoriented.

"Look," He said addressing both Will and Elizabeth, looking them both in the eye. "First off, I know that Jack has told you that I am not the brother or relative of the deceased James Norrington. He's right –"

"What?" Will asked genuinely confused. He was not aware of this.

"I'll explain to you later, Will. Let this man finish what he's saying," Elizabeth said somewhat eager to know what this was all about.

"Thank you, Miss Swann. You've met that new family, right? No, I don't know them, personally," he said noticing the look that he got from the young couple. "Now don't interrupt. There's no time for that. That family, myself, and your friend Jack Sparrow, though he may not recall ever being there with what I gave him, we're all from the same place and at the same time: the future. Jack Sparrow really is Harry Potter, both famous in their respective times and both somewhat mentally unstable and heroic. I don't know what that family is really up to, but they are trying to drag Jack back to the future with them and that will cause a paradox here, in time because this is the day it was told that Jack Sparrow dies. That family has caused much trouble already, it is their third time here in the past, but they were always too late or too early, but now they've done it. No, they haven't taken him to the future yet. Now go do that thing you do and save your friend. He should be in their house, really shabby looking thing by the port's port. You should see a broken pig pen with no pigs inside it besides the house. Now I'll be seeing you."

"What?" Will and Elizabeth asked once he finished. What he said, completely flew over their heads, yet they heard and understood every word. This is insane!

"Who are you?"

"My name is –"

"Hey!"

They craned their necks to see to sea the old salt limping towards them. There was a strange 'pop' sound.

"Will! Miss Swann!" Gibbs hollered. The rest of the crew trailed after him, they seemed alright.

"What the -?" Elizabeth started to say.

The imposter Harris Norrington has disappeared! There was only one way out and they were facing it and if he had jumped off from the battlements, they would of heard his body collide with the rushing waters below.

"Mr. Gibbs, did you just see that Norrington with us?" Will asked when he reached them.

"Nay, can't say I 'ave. Where be Jack?"

"How could of Jack done that? Last thing I remembered, he couldn't do that!" Anamaria asked nearly hysteric.

"He didn't. That new family that moved into Port Royal did and took Jack," Elizabeth said. She pushed past Jack's crew and was beginning the search for Jack.

"What do ye mean they 'ook Jack?"

"Come, we'll explain on the way."