Emerald Seas II

Chapter 9

(Notes: After this chapter, we arrive at the end of Pirates 3 and Emerald Seas II continues on where At World's End ended, so the next chapters won't be following the movies :) Please, as always, I'd love you hear your thoughts on the story so far so leave a reply if you have the time, it makes me happy!)

It was the end of the war against the Pirates. Cutler had lost the Endeavour to the Black Pearl and the Flying Dutchman. Closed in by two large hulls, firing at will, it was where his ship saw her end. Going down, together with it's Captain.

Cutler felt the waters crush against his chest, closed in by the cold that waved over him. It was right this moment, drifting along the waves inside the fabric of the flag of the Endeavour, that everything that had occupied his mind came flashing by. The deal he made with Jack, the reason Cutler was unable to blow the Pearl back to the depths where it once was. Jack needed to be unharmed in order to lead Cutler to his goal, of getting her back. He would have let him escape, letting the Pearl go its course and run from the fight, something Jack had always been good at. If it wasn't for the Dutchman. But Cutler had survived, he still didn't know how, it was only a bright light he could remember, but it made him calm. And he would keep Jack to his promise, he was sure of that.

And so even though it wasn't time for victory nor celebration, it was now Cutler felt an overwhelming sense of hope wash away all the fear. After all, the only thing stronger than fear, was hope. But while the crystal blue of his eyes watched the same blue up in the heavens above him drifting, Cutler realized there was something much stronger than all that: Love.

Location: Inside the Locker

A flash of light. Another dream, another part of the endless madness deep within the Locker, or was it Calypso who send her, that always remained the question.

Her feet carried Kate through the surface of what seemed to be the bottom of the ocean. Endless terrain that showed the brightest colors nature had ever shown, the ground sown with coral, which had looked like flowers from afar. Barnacles cracking beneath her feet, the wind making her long red hair flow onto the waves it appeared as if she was underwater, but she could breathe. Strange circumstances to behold, but then again not so strange, it was the weirdness, the weirdness of Davy Jones' Locker that no longer surprised her, did it? It always felt like a dream and a nightmare at the same time. Kate had seen this surrounding before. It took her to the very bottom of the sea as it had before. Walking past coral reeves, fish swimming by, and in the very distance, she saw wrecked ships, almost like a ship graveyard. Her fingers moved along one of the hulls, titled to the side. Grand golden letters revealed her a name. A large warship Kate knew of, she had recognized it from a book she once read.

After some time she crossed the same ships she had seen before, almost all remembering them one by one since the last time the Locker had brought her to this very specific place. Kate for a moment wondered why it brought her here once again. But suddenly she saw something different from last time, her sight moved upon a ship she had not spotted before, it was laying slightly tilted to the left, in the corner of the large reef, hidden in the shadows. Her curiosity moved her closer. And the closer she came, the light of the sun above sea level moved along the grand hull of the ship. Kate squeezed her eyes as the bright light now fully revealed it from out of the shadows. Her heart made a jump once she saw the blue and yellow paintwork of the ship. Lifting her dress she moved herself to the back quickly, her heart beating faster and faster with every step. Looking high up Kate's eyes quickly settled upon the large plate at the back of the ship to read her name.

'Endeavour..' Kate could hardly speak, but she whispered underneath her breath. Her hands started trembling and she collapsed down to her knees, her sight not moving away from the letters, reading them a thousand times over and over to be sure of what she saw. She could still not believe her eyes and released a sigh. The ship she had not seen for what felt like forever. A lot of memories had faded from her memory, but some did not and felt like happened only yesterday, probably that side effect, being in the Locker, like Calypso told her. Hundred years could be just a few weeks. Lifting her body from staring at the ship's back for a long time Kate moved closer. Once reaching the wooden hull her fingers moved closer and closer. As she finally felt brave enough to actually touch it she closed her eyes.