Chapter 18
"Who's there?" James said as he was awaken by an unfamiliar voice. It was still early, the sun was just rising outside, "Answer me…"
There was no response, James stood up and looked around.
"James Norrington…" said the woman's voice.
"How do you know my name?"
"I know exactly who you are, what you've been through, and what you're planning."
James was confused, who was this mysterious voice and why had they not shown their face?
Suddenly a tall, almost sea-life life looking woman appeared. It was Calypso.
"Tia Dalma?" James asked confused.
"Ha-ha, you died before my true identity was revealed. It's true I was Tia Dalma, but that was just a human form I took as—"
"I know, Will filled me in on everything, Calypso…"
"But you do not know why I am here?"
"You've come to stop me from going through with my plan against—"
"No…"
"Then why are you here?"
"With William now free, the Dutchman needs a captain, the Dutchman must always have a captain. No one has dare get near the chest or attempter to find it in years so there is no one to take the place. In that case either someone was stab the heart by the end of the day, or someone of the crew must give up there heart and take the position. The only problem is, is it that as you can see the crew here is not of the living, meaning that their hearts are not in the best shape least to say."
"Hmmm, interesting. But still, why did you come to me and not the good captain himself eh?"
"William has been freed of the charge, Elizabeth stayed true, he returned to land. The minute someone takes his place… he's alive and free."
"And why would that concern me?"
"You are the only one of the living here James. Put the pieces together—"
"I have put them together, multiple times… I though you said you knew my plan?"
"I do know your plan."
"Then what is it?"
"… To get rid of the thing that ruined your life. Revenge so to speak. You think that if you get it out the picture you'll be able to forgive yourself of your other sins that were caused by it—"
"Anyone could guess that, who is it that I would be getting this 'revenge' upon?"
"William Turner… the second."
"And."
"Jack Sparrow."
"And…"
"I'm a busy woman of the sea, James. I don't have enough time to go down that list."
"Good point," James chuckled, "Why aren't you stopping me?"
"…Every man has his own fate plotted out for him before he's even thought of…sometimes these fates are darker than others because not everyone can have a happy ending."
"I'm listening," James said as they both sat down.
"William Turner and Jack Sparrows fates were chosen long ago, and I can not intervene with them, even if they are wicked."
"So can you help?"
"It depends, what will I get in return?"
"You help you get them, you get a captain. It's as simple as that…"
"Well then, maybe you're better than I thought James, here I was to think that all you were was a washed up obsessive enemy, when really you have become a rather good connection."
"Connection?"
"Yes, I control the sea. Over the years young Turner has come to believe that it belongs to him, so it is time to take back what is rightfully mine…"
"We'd better get started then. I believe Turner went ashore and is now—"
"At the home where Elizabeth and their son have been living. I know everything about these waters… everything."
"Then where's Sparrow?"
"On the Pearl, they made harbor recently awaiting William's arrival. It shouldn't be hard to find him."