Author's Note: Oh wow I'm so sorry that I haven't updated the story, but ever since summer ended it's harder and harder to have some free time and write this shiz. ANYWAYS, here's a chapter, now I'm thinking of updating either once every two weeks to once a month. I know that's not as great but I have another story and that needs to be updated too. So….onward with the story.

OH! And I I don't update by then….HAPPY HALLOWEEN!

~Beside a Seemingly Perfect Angel~

Chapter 8: Souls and Reunions

The things he did for Elizabeth. After blacking out, the moment he opened his eyes he was forced in line with other men. He shivered from the sea's anger and he waited for his fate. Once again he was tricked by Jack. He wondered what Jack meant about him being captured and what he was supposed to say. He looked down at the algae covered deck as other men wept and others had now passed away. Elizabeth, he repeated to himself trying to remembering why he was endangering his life. He lifted his head as he heard sharp footsteps coming their direction.

'Davy Jones' was the first thing that came to min.

"Five men still alive the rest have crossed" The hammerhead sailor told the horrid creature.

Davy Jones. He surely was a sight for sore eyes. His head of an octopus, the tentacles simulating a beard and his left arm had a crustacean like claw. Will's eyes traveled descretely to the other arm which also had its own disfigurement. A long tentacle was in place of the index finger on his right hand and his right leg was of a crap, as he walked it resembled a peg leg. All in all, it was a monstrosity.

He walked along ignoring Will, which he thanked the gods repeatedly. He walked towards a trembling man and let out a smirk. He took out a pipe and lit it, showing his face clearly. He sucked in the air then exhaled it on the side of his cephalic head. As he taunted the poor man, he noticed that he was convincing him to join him and forget about reaching the afterlife.

"Don't listen to him" one called out.

Davy Jones turned to face him and noticed he had a rosary in his hands.

"Do you fear death?" he asked.

The man looked at him and held his rosary closer.

"I'll take my chances" he replied.

Davy Jones looked up at one of his crew.

"To the depths" The man was then slay and every one winced at the scene. Will felt his stomach drop.

The trembling back no longer trembled as he saw the man being thrown into the sea.

"Cold blooded" he hissed.

"Life is cruel" Davy drawled. "Why should the afterlife be any different? I offer you a choice, join my crew and postpone judgment 100 years before the mass. Would ye sail?"

"I will sir" he replied demurely.

Davy Jones continued to walk along person per person until he stopped in front of Will. He looked at Will up and down much to his uncomfortableness.

"You are neither dead or dying" he hissed. "What is your purpose here?"

Will took in a shaky breath.

"Jack Sparrow sent me to settle his debt" was what he replied.

Davy leaned down towards Will's face.

"What is your purpose here?" he asked once more.

"Jack Sparrow sent me to settle his debt" Will repeated.

Davy chuckled and let out a small sneering smile.

"Did he now?" he asked."I'm sorely tempted to accept that offer"

Black Pearl..

Jack was getting worried for the whelp. He hadn't returned and the ship was no longer moving signaling Davy Jones' return. Jack took out his telescope and looked on. He noticed Davy Jones clearly and as he put it down, he was right in front of him making Jack jump.

His crew men whimpered and began to walk away, that is until the sea crew of Jones' boat stilled them all.

"Oh" was all Jack could utter.

"You have a debt to pay" Davy said angrily "You've been Captain of the Pearl for thirteen years, that was our agreement."

Jack backed away one step as Davy followed his movements.

"Technically it was only two years" Jack commented "then I was viciously mutinied upon."

"Then you were a poor Captain, but a Captain nonetheless" Davy replied. "Have you not introduced yourself all these years as CAPTAIN JACK SPARROW" he taunted.

Jones' crew cackled.

"But a soul is already over there" Jack said pointing at the Flying Dutchmen.

"Ah, but one soul is not equal to another" Davy explain.

"Aha, so we've established my proposal and standing principle now we are just haggling over a price" Jack said quickly.

"Price?" Davy said.

"Just how many souls is my soul worth?" Jack asked.

Davy smirked.

"One hundred souls" was his answer. "three days"

Jack shrugged.

"Fine then old chum, give me back me boy and we will be on our way" Jack said.

"I'll be keeping the boy as a deposit" Jones said making his crew laugh.

Jack frowned and had an idea.

"Have you not met Will Turner? Good lad, honorable heroic, terrific soprano, may be worth at least about three and a half" Jack said. "Did I happen to mention he's in love"

Davy Jones froze at the comment.

"With a girl" Jack added. "Due to be married, betrothed. Dividing him from her and her from him" Jack circled around Jones taunting him slightly. "Would be as half as cruel as letting them be joined in holy matrimony. Ay?"

"I keep the boy, ninety nine souls left" Davy repeated. "But I wonder Sparrow, can you live with this? Can you condemn an innocent man and a friend to a lifetime is salvage in the locker while you roam free?"

Davy waited for a repent.

"….Yep!" Jack said cheerily. "I'm good with it. Do we seal it in blood….er….I mean ink?"

"Three Days" Jones repeated and grabbed Jack's hand with his tentacles.

When he let go and left with a cackling crew, Jack looked at his hand once more, seeing that it was back to normal.

"Mr. Gibbs" Jack said.

"Aye" Gibbs replied.

"I feel sully and unusual" Jack muttered.

"And how do you intend to harvest these ninety nine souls in three days?" Gibbs asked.

"Well he never said in the condition these souls need be" Jack said.

"Ah…Tortuga" Gibbs said smirking.

Jack placed the sticky hand on Gibbs chest and began to wipe is clean.

"Tortuga" was his response.

Back to the Swanns…

Amour was frowning at Elizabeth's plan. She knew these men weren't the smartest, but this was just ridiculous. She hated the fact that once again Elizabeth was in charge, with the whole elder sister complex.

"This is stupid" she muttered.

"Shut up and help you nit. It'll work trust me" Elizabeth said.

"I am having no part in this" Amour huffed.

"Then stay out of my way" Elizabeth replied.

She began to make the dress look like the ghost they had previously talked about. As the men walked out pale and frightened, she smiled knowing it was working.

"It's a sign" she heard one say.

They all began to look around for a sign.

"Go now" Elizabeth whispered.

Amour bit back a groan and began to light the words out with the gas lamp gas and a little flame. She tilted her head trying to spell it out and light it correctly. As she sat down on the deck she cleared her throat and muttered in a deep tone.

"What is that?"

All the men rushed over and one fainted seeing the words: TORTUGA written out on the deck. As they all rushed out and got the sailed ready, Elizabeth slid down the rope and turned to Amour who had a looked of utter disbelief.

"I know how to work men" Elizabeth smirked and went off to help the crew.

"All men are idiots" Amour muttered and shook her head running off to man the sails.

Tortuga…

Jack would be usually drinking up a storm, but he was currently sitting with his legs on the table as Gibb was sitting at a desk advertising the Black Pearl. Jack didn't really care for it, he was simply shaking the damned compass and hoping to give him a clear direction. He closed the compass and shook it.

"I know what I want, I know what I want" he muttered and as he opened it, it continued to spin.

He sighed as it failed and he turned to face Gibbs.

"How many do we have?" Jack asked.

"With those four men…four" Gibbs replied.

Jack turned back to his compass and tried to find a way to fix it. Gibbs noticed someone walking their direction and he smiled politely at the man.

"And what's your story?" he asked.

"My story" the man drawled. "Is exactly the same as your story, just one chapter behind. I chased a man across the seven seas"

Jack began to hear the story and turned to face the man bemused.

"The pursuit caused me my crew, my commission and my life" he said. He lifted the bottle of rum and took a deep swing of it.

Gibbs looked at him incredulously.

"Commodore?" Gibbs asked.

The man in horrid condition turned to face him angrily.

"No, not anymore, weren't you listening!" he hissed.

Jack eyes widened and he discretely broke off a piece of the palm tree to cover himself.

He bent down to face Gibbs "I nearly had you all in Tripoli. I would have if not for that hurricane"

Gibbs nodded.

"Aye….you didn't try and sail through it?" he asked in disbelief.

"So…..do I make your crew or not" he drawled out ignoring the stupid question.

He pushed the desk dropping Gibbs, while Jack began to walk away discretely with the Palm branch covering his face.

"So, am I worthy to sail under Captain Jack Sparrow?" he spat out.

The Commodore took out his gun and pointed it at Jack.

"Or should I just kill you now?" he asked.

Jack smiled nervously.

"You're hired" he replied.

Commodore smiled.

"Sorry, old habits die hard" as he almost pushed the trigger, someone interfered making him shoot up in the roof. This caused a fight and Jack looked at the surroundings.

"Time to go" Jack said and walked out.

"Aye" Gibbs followed.

Unbeknownst to them, the girls had finally reached Tortuga.

"God my feet hurt" Amour muttered.

"Shut up and let's go to the bar" Elizabeth said.

Amour nodded.

"If Jack is here, he would be there" she replied.

They opened the doors and they wouldn't believe the scene. A bar fight. Elizabeth's eyes landed on the Commodore and she couldn't believe it.

"Look for Jack" She barked at Amour.

She knew that she couldn't let her sister see the Commodore, it had taken a long time for her to get over the incident. She rushed off sword in hand to fight against the men.

Meanwhile Amour was wiggled around the fights avoiding them as much as possible as she looked around for Jack. Her eyes landed on his red bandana and a small smile lighted up her face. She took out her sword and pistol ready for anyone who stepped in her way.

She dodged some cat fighting wenches and a few drunken pigs to go up the stairs.

Elizabeth had aided the Commodore, but she didn't know for what purpose. She took the bottle of rum from him as he yelled at the men to continue their attacks. She knew what she had to do. She lifted the bottle and hit him over the head for it making him fall unconscious.

All the men turned to look at her all quiet.

"I just wanted to take the pleasure of doing that myself" she yelled out, earning her a cheer.

Elizabeth followed the men who threw poor Commodore to the pig pen. They all cheered and left him there lying in the mud with the hogs as his companions. She walked towards him.

He lifted himself from the mud and she bent down.

"James Norrington" she whispered softly " What has the world done to you?" she sighed.

James looked up to see the lovely face of Elizabeth. Hidden under the masculine clothing was the woman that he had wanted to be his wife. Her blue eyes still were as lovely as ever and her soft face and thin lips glimmered from the night. He was surprise he still held a torch for her, but then again he noticed it had dimmed from her rejection.

With Amour..

Amour had been trying to catch up to Jack as he rushed off with Gibbs. She kept her pace up as tired as she was, she was but a few feet away from him as he turned to face her.

"Ah, come join the crew lad? Well welcome come aboard" he said.

"I don't think I'll be joining Captain" Amour said in her normal voice.

Jack stopped walking and turned to really face her. He was surprised with what he saw. The year had been kind to her, or so he imagined. The clothing she was wearing wasn't really saying much. The first thing his eyes went for were her breasts, he was after all a man and one who had known where to spot some in second. He noticed she had filled out more, more womanly if he said so himself.

"Ah lass….er…..Amir!" he said.

Amour crossed her arms and glared.

"Try again" she spat.

He smiled tentatively and wondered why, was it that her name always slipped his mind?

"Charlotte?" he replied.

She huffed.

"You were closer the first time" she said.

Before they could continue their conversation a voice interrupted them.

"Jack, I've come to find the man I love"

Amour didn't need to turn around to know it was her sister. She had failed to notice the man along with her though.

"I'm deeply flattered son, but my first love and only love is the sea' he replied.

"Meaning William Turner Captain Sparrow" Elizabeth said placing her hand on Amour's shoulder.

Jack turned to see her.

"Elizabeth" he said. He immediately turned to face Gibbs. "Hide the rum"

Elizabeth glared.

"You know these clothes don't flatter you at all, it should be a dress or nothing. I happen to have no dress in my ship"

"Jack" Amour interrupted annoyed at their banter.

Jack turned to face her and noticed she looked annoyed and upset. He opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted as Elizabeth spoke once more.

"Jack, I know that Will came for find you"

"Darling I am truly unhappy to tell you this but, through an unfortunate and unforeseeable events, with circumstances that have nothing to do with me, poor Will has been press ganged into Davy Jones' crew"

"Davy Jones?" she repeated.

He nodded then winced as a gag was heard and he turned to find Commodore vomiting once more.

"Oh please' he said. "The Captain of the Flying Dutchman"

Amour followed their gazes and froze. That was not the man she knew, it couldn't be him. She slid her hat down even more to hide her face and turned to face Jack instead. Her mind couldn't comprehend how he was alive. He had died in the hurricane, he had never appeared, and he never loved her. That man wasn't the one she loved.

"You look bloody awful, what are you doing here?" Jack asked him.

"You hired me" Commodore replied. "I can't help it if your standards are laxed"

"You smell funny" Jack replied.

Amour shook her head.

"Jack" Elizabeth interrupted.

"All I want is to find Will" she said softly.

Jack was about to protest until an idea came to mind.

"Are you certain? Is that what you truly want most?" he asked.

"Of course" she replied.

"Because I would like to think you would try to find a way to save Will the most"

"And you would have a way of doing that?" she asked.

"Well…..there is a chest" he began.

"Oh dear" Commodore cursed out. "A chest of unknown sires and origins, and whoever possesses that chest, has the leverage to command the Jones to do whatever he or she wants. Or in your case save Williams life."

"You don't actually believe him do you?" Commodore asked.

Amour was growing tired of being ignored.

"Shut up and listen" she told James.

He looked at her in surprise wondering what girl had the nerve to be rude to him.

"How dare you-"

"How would we find it?" Elizabeth asked.

"With this" Jack showed her his compass. "My compass is unique-"

"-Unique here having the meaning of broken" Commodore interrupted.

"True enough, the compass does not point north"

"Where does it point?" Elizabeth questioned.

"It points at whatever you hearts desires be" Jack replied in a wistful tone.

"Are you telling the truth?" Elizabeth asked.

"Every word luv" he replied "And what you want most in this world is to find the chest of Davy Jones is it not?"

"To save will?" she asked.

"By finding the chest of Davy Jones" Jack finished.

Jack handed it to her and looked as it began to spin around her hand.

"Mr. Gibbs we have our settings" Jack called out.

"Finally" Gibbs muttered.

As people began to walk aboard, he patted Elizabeth's hand.

"Miss Swann" he said.

She rolled her eyes and walked on board. The Commodore followed leaving Amour and Jack on the docks.

"Will ye be sailing along with us lass?" he asked.

She looked at him and took off her hat letting her hair down for a moment.

"I be" she said and smirked as he stared at how different she looked.

"Mr. Sparrow?"

"Captain luv, it's captain" he corrected.

"Ah Captain" she nodded "Seems you already remembered my name."

He let out a charming smile remembering her name "Amour" and nodded. He groaned as he was elbowed in the stomach by her.

"Let's hope this time, by the end of this journey you do realize to ask before you steal a kiss" she smirked and slipped her hat back on leaving him behind.

Jack smiled in spite of the pain.

"Like I ever do" he mumbled and followed behind her.

End note: I am slightly disappointed at the lack of Amour/Jack scenes. I hate to say this but Elizabeth needed to say that, and if being ignored was the only way, then it had to happen. Poor Amour having to be in the same ship as the Commodore who doesn't even remember her and Jack who couldn't remember her name. D: Oh well, review!