"You are now my servant, and will bend to my will."
The images stopped after I heard the voice in my head. I removed my hands from my face as a ship was spotted close by. I stood on the deck as Jack and Chris came to help me. My father barked at the crew to prepare to board the ship. We never got the chance to board it because suddenly four people were on the ship, three men and a lady. I recognized Will, Elizabeth, and a much more tidy Norrington. The third man I did not recognize. I started walking to them and stood before the third man, my eyes boring into his.
"What are you doing on my father's ship?" I asked, in my Scottish accent. "Who are you?"
"I am Lord Cutler Beckett of the East India Trading Company," the man said, in his English accent. "I have something that belongs to Captain Davy Jones."
"I am Davy Jones." My father said, stepping forward with my mother behind his back.
"I have your heart." The words were clear, though I wish now that I had never heard them.
"How did you get it?" I asked. "I left it with Elizabeth........"
I turned to her. "You are a traitor."
Elizabeth was silent and Will spoke for her. "She wasn't on your side."
"Neither were you, William Turner, after I got you off this ship."
"I swore no oath!" Will shouted. "I didn't belong on this ship!"
"You came to settle Jack Sparrow's debt, that is enough of an oath!" I shouted. My eyes glowed blue the way that they do when I take the souls of the men.
"Cia!" My mother shouted. "Stop now!"
My eyes returned to normal color and I stared at Will. Lord Beckett watched me with interest. Jack and Chris stared at me with fear in their eyes. I walked to my cabin and slammed my fist on my bunk. I knelt by my bed and felt another emotion that came easy: pain. Pain for my father, the crew of the ship, and myself.
I felt a heart wrenching pain in my chest as I heard my father cry out. I clutched my chest and walked staggering onto the deck. My sword was strapped to my side and I pulled it out. Lord Beckett was squeezing the heart, and I screamed with every pressure. My father groaned and dropped to the deck. My sword was pointed at Beckett and I commanded him to give me the heart.
"Oh, but Miss Jones, it is much easier to make you listen this way." He said. "And you will listen."
"Fine." I said.
"Excuse me," Jack Sparrow said. "May I have a moment, Cia?"
I followed Jack.
"He wants to control the sea, Cia." Jack said.
"I know that, Jack. I'm not a moron. But he already controls it."
"The first problem is the Heart. The next problem is Beckett. Then we can send him sailling off to the East India Trading Company without the Heart."
"Fine."
When we returned, Lord Beckett was talking to my father and they were in a heated argument. As I neared my father, my mother grabbed my arm and brought me to her. I shook her off my arm, and walked to my father. He and Lord Beckett looked at me as I touched my father's claw. They were silent for a moment. Then Beckett spoke.
"Miss Jones, your father and I have been having a discussion-"
My father scoffed. Beckett continued.
"-and he feels that you should come back to England with me as a privateer in England's employ, and my wife."
"I would sooner eat dirt." I spit out.
"Cia, you must listen to him." Davy Jones said. "I-WE have no choice."
"Very well. I will be your wife, on two conditions:" I said.
"Name them." Beckett said, simply.
"One: I will go to England, but can leave any time I wish to come back to the Dutchman. Two: You have to release Jack and my Father's Heart."
"I can do the former, but regrettably not the latter. "
"Why not?" I asked.
"Because I still control you, Miss Jones, and am not about to let the sea go. Captain Jones!" Beckett called. "Prepare yourself for a wedding at sea."
"Don't do it, Father." I said. Then I clutched my chest as Beckett commanded the heart. Jack caught me as I fell to the deck.
"I have to." Davy whispered. "Darlene, take our 'guests' to cabins."
"Aye, Davy." My mother said, leading Elizabeth, Will, Norrington, and Lord Beckett to cabins.
"GET BACK TO WORK!" My father barked at the crew. He helped me up and lead me to my quarters. "Forgive me, my darling lass. I cannot do anything."
"I forgive you, father." I hugged him and sat on my bunk. "How am I supposed to be Captain of a ship when I have to be a wife and mother? Please, help me Father."
There was a knock at my door and Chris entered. He looked nervous.
"Excuse me, Cia, but I need to speak with you. It's important."
"Very well. Please leave, Father. I will be on deck soon."
Davy walked out and glared at Chris as he left. Chris cleared his throat.
"Cia, please come back to Halloween Town with me."
"I cannot. I am bound to this ship and my father."
"You exclude your mother?" Chris asked.
"No, I don't. But I do not think she will be here long. She never was."
"You are my wife, Cia. I am ordering you to come back with me."
"You cannot order me, Chris! I do not belong to you!" I shouted angrily. "I belong to no one! I am not a possession or slave you can control!"
"You once said you loved me and now that you're back on your ship, you despise me."
I was silent. I couldn't respond to him, I couldn't look him in the eye. I turned and tears filled my eyes.
"I do not despise you Chris. You are correct, once I loved you, but now I cannot change anything. I am going to be married to Lord Cutler Beckett. If I wasn't, it still wouldn't change anything. You're a Prince, I'm just a Pirate. We are not from the same worlds. Go back to Halloween Town, and forget about me. You will be better off."
"I won't forget you, Cia. I'm not leaving."
"You must!" I turned to face him." You have no choice in the matter." With a flip of my wrist, Chris was transported off the ship and back in Halloween Town.
I walked on deck, where the sun was trying difficultly to shine through the clouds. I watched, leaning on the rail of the ship when someone walked behind me. I stared at the dark water when the person touched my shoulder. I looked at the hand and saw a ring with a seal. When the hand forced me to turn, I was staring at Lord Beckett. Even though I didn't wish to, I curtsied. My father had taught me to behave properly before a lord, even if he was my enemy.
"You don't need to curtsy, Cia." Beckett said.
"I was taught to do so, my lord." I looked at him with contempt.
"Surely you realize that you are going to be on my ship, and Jack Sparrow will be dead by this time tomorrow."
"You cannot kill Jack. I will not allow it. He rescued me."
"Regardless, Captain Sparrow will be beneath the sea in Davy Jones' locker." He stroked my cheek. "So, beautiful. So untamed and wild." He stepped closer. "You will learn to accept and obey me, Cia." He held my hand in his and kissed me.
"Lord Beckett!" I heard a feminine voice cry. Elizabeth and Will stood behind him.
"Yes, Miss Swann?"
"Captain Jones wishes to speak with you."
Elizabeth moved out of the way as he brushed by. Elizabeth and Will walked to the rail next to me as I stared once again out on the water.
"I am sorry." Elizabeth said.
"It does not matter now, Miss Swann." I said. "Have you saved Will, then?"
"Yes." She looked down.
"Very well, then. Will, you are released from this ship. When we make port, take Jack with you. Keep him safe. You owe me that much."
Will said, "Jack won't go. He said he won't leave until he's challenged Davy Jones for your soul."
"He cannot. I am already sold."
"Surely there is something we can do," Elizabeth said. "Is there no way to break the curse?"
"There is nothing you can do. Take Jack with you. Tell him it's an order."
I walked away and to my cabin, changing into a white gown that my father had given me. When I returned to the deck, my father and Lord Beckett were there, with Norrington, Elizabeth, Will, and Jack. I walked to Lord Beckett, and the wedding proceeded. In a matter of moments, I was married.
"Drinks all around!" Jack cried.
"Yes," Lord Beckett said. "Drinks all around."
The crew brought up barrels of rum and they all drank a lot of it. I went to my father and told him that I will stay aboard the Dutchman no matter what. Jack came up behind me, and grabbed me by my elbow and pulled me into the dance circle, even though Elizabeth and I were the only women there. When the dance was over, Jack kissed me in front of the whole crew and Lord Beckett.
"Captain Sparrow." Beckett called. "I believe you have the death penalty."
Beckett walked toward him, sword drawn. I stood between them.
"You cannot kill him, Beckett. I will not let you."
"You cannot stop me, Cia. Move."
"No."
"I did not wish to do this." He commanded me to move with the heart. "Move!"
I moved and Jack stole my sword. Beckett and Jack were engaged in a sword fight that led them to the bow of the ship and on to the crocodile figure head. The waves crashed around them as a storm started. I couldn't see them, but I heard a sword fall to the deck and ran to it. It was mine, I heard a shout and a body fall. It fell on the deck and as I knelt by it, someone grabbed me from behind. I shrieked as I turned to see it was Will. I shouted for him to let me go, but he didn't. I had to wait for the victor to emerge.
When the fighting stopped, I saw a man come out of the fog followed by the other one. The first man held his hand tightly, as if stopping a wound. Will still held me around my waist, and didn't let me go. Elizabeth watched Will carefully, as if inspecting him. Then I realized, she was the one I saw kissing Jack. Will must have thought that with my husband, Elizabeth and Jack there, it would be the perfect time to get revenge on Elizabeth for kissing Jack. He spun me around quickly and kissed me. Elizabeth watched in anger and ran. I pushed Will away and slapped him. I went to my cabin, only to be followed closely by Beckett. He walked in my cabin and closed the door.
"Cia."
"What?"
"Come here to me."
"No, I despise you. You hurt my father, my friends, and Jack."
Beckett walked to me and seized me roughly. "You will warm up to me, Cia. I know it." He kissed me again, and held me tighter when I tried to pull away. There was no way to get out of this, except to pretend like I loved him. When Beckett released me, I walked to my dresser and poured two cups of rum, one with a sleeping potion. I gave that one to Beckett, who then traded glasses with me.
"I know you did nothing to it, so you need not worry, do you, Cia?" He smiled.
I drank the rum, and started feeling drowsy. I collapsed on the floor and was only half aware of Beckett carrying me to the bed.
"This is going according to plan." He said.
