CHAPTER 7: WILL'S RETURN
William stared out at the pale blue ocean as he leaned against the steering wheel of the Flying Dutchman. He was deep in thought. He wondered about Elizabeth and where she was. He also wondered about his child that he never met. Was it a he or she? What's their name? How are they? Are they healthy? Then Will realized something at that moment. 'Wait a minute, Elizabeth still has the chest containing my heart!' Will then looked down at the key that hung from a string around his neck. 'What if she becomes mad that I left her and decides to somehow try to stab the heart and finish me off?' Will wasn't stupid, he knew that even though Elizabeth didn't have the key to the chest, she might somehow find a way to open it and stab his heart. 'But then, she would bear the burden of ferrying those lost at sea! But she might not realize that. I must hide that chest!' Will suddenly changed course towards the island where he remembered her being.
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Once Will saw the island over the sea's horizon, he smiled menacingly. "Elizabeth…oh Elizabeth- hope you don't mind, but I forgot something…"
Will landed on the sandy shore of the small island, his boots buried a couple centimeters under the beige sand. He then walked off to where he saw a small shack, expecting to see the woman he once loved and his nameless child. Once he reached the shabby shack, he slammed open the wooden door- only to find it empty. "Elizabeth? ELIZABETH!" Will called into the abandoned shelter. He then sighed, rolled his eyes, and ran off to see where the two might be.
After a few hours time, he searched the entire island, only to find out there was no one there, as well as no chest. "Elizabeth…where can she be?" Will thought to himself, then he caught something out of the corner of his eye glimmering on the sand near his boot. His eyebrows showed his confusion as he bent down to pick up the strange object. To his surprise, it was a bead. But it wasn't just any bead- it was Jack's bead. "Of course, Jack took her and the chest. Well, I can guarantee he'll pay for this!" Will then jerked up- his hand still clenched around the bead- as he ran to his ship. He was going to get that chest, no matter the cost.