Disclaimer: I don't own anything Pirates of the Caribbean.
I don't own Fand either since she is an ancient Irish goddess.
An Idea
Fand is sitting at a desk, writing.
I like sea birds. They are pretty, quiet and really unnoticeable in coastal and sea areas. I also like the sea. Pirates like the sea too. That's where the problems start. Pirates, as a rule are lazy. They didn't like the storms Calypso created. They had to work hard when storms hit their ships. Sea birds don't really like storms much either so I can understand what the pirates are thinking. My sister cannot, she is a crab and crabs live underwater. Crabs do not mind storms as much. So the pirates caught her. They actually managed to catch her! Father almost fell straight off his perch when I told him. Admittedly I left out the details. He did not have to know that I, well, hinted to those dear little humans where she might be. Alright, I led them to her but she was being very annoying. I mean, really annoying. She stole my tide and made me go all the way to Iceland to get it back. An eye for an eye, sister dearest. Of course, father was a bit upset with me for drying out her caves afterwards but, oh well; I can live with the bruises. I do go on a bit, do I not? Back to the story.
After the pirates imprisoned her, Calypso made that hairy mortal of hers captain of a really big boat, ship, and charged him with looking after the dead. Dull job really, no wonder he got bored. She only gave him one day off every ten years! So David Johns, or whatever his name was, stopped doing his job. That was when Sparrow turned up, oh wait, you already know this. I must admit, I cannot tell a story very well. Anyway, I feel quite sorry for that poor man who had to replace Johns. Jones is it? Oh right. He has a family and everything. That reminds me, Manannán? I want one too. (Manannán groans quietly in corner) Will Turner has a wife and, even though he does not know it, a son. He has the right to be with them. Calypso is cruel to keep her curse in action. She claimed to love Jones so she should understand what Turner is going through. (Fand leaps up from writing)
"I have it!"
"What now?" Manannán asks.
"I have a wonderful idea: I am going to help William Turner! Stay here and don not forget to water Ireland within the next week." Jumping up, I change form and flap off. Flap? Fly, yes I flew off.
"Not again," Manannán shakes his head and sighs.