Strange Child in a Strange Place Part 8
Author: jedipati aka immortal_jedi
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters. If I did, the story would have been very different.
Characters: William the 3rd, Bootstrap, crew of the Dutchman, Will, Elizabeth, Davy Jones.
Rating: PG
Summary: Bootstrap Bill Turner did not expect to have to deal with his grandson. Bootstrap also didn’t think he could have a six year old grandson when his son (who he hadn’t seen in nearly five years) was only sixteen!
36. Intruder
William darted behind Bootstrap when the lightening hit the ship. Where it had struck, a strange man stood. Most of the crew clustered around them. “Where is the boy?” the man asked.
No one moved, except Captain Jones. “What boy?” he asked.
“The boy, the Turner child. I need him.”
William whimpered. “Don’t let me go with him, Granddad,” he whispered. “I don’t know him.”
Bootstrap reached back and drew him close. “I won’t,” he said.
“Why do you care for the lad?” Captain Jones asked.
“He is important, and I need him,” the man said.
William bit his lip.
37. Enemy
Bootstrap didn’t recognize the man standing before him, but that didn’t matter. William was scared of him. William didn’t want to go with him.
Bootstrap looked at the Captain, who nodded at him. “The lad is my business,” the Captain said. “And he doesn’t seem inclined to go with ye.”
“Do you have any idea who I am, fallen ferryman?”
“No, and I’m na inclined ta care.”
“I am Ishkur, and you will do as I command, fallen ferryman.”
The Captain snarled heatedly at him. “I will do nothing o’ the sort, god of storms! I am commanded by nobody!”
(Note: Ishkur is the Babylonian-Assyrian god of storms.)
38. Escape
Davy looked at the boy. He looked terribly scared, worse then when faced with Davy himself, but determined to see this through. William pulled out the knife he carried and, though he scurried back when the wind god came closer, he didn’t turn and run.
Despite what he had said, Davy knew this god was stronger then he was. Davy was a demigod, not a god. They had to get away from Ishkur.
He scowled. There was only one way he could think of to get away. He only hoped that his suspicions were correct. “Palifico, take us down, now!”
39. Asking for help
The Dutchman and the Empress lay at anchor next to each other as the sun rose the next day. The crews mingled, as the captains met on the Dutchman.
“Elizabeth, I think we need to ask for help,” Will said.
“Who?”
“Who else?” Will responded. “Calypso.”
“I am here, Captain Turna”
They turned around. Today, the goddess was in the form they knew her best, that of Tia Dalma.
“Goddess,” Will said as he bowed.
“Captains Turna.” Calypso said. “Ya need my help?”
Quickly, they explained the situation.
“So that is why he is in my realm,” Calypso finally said.
40. Calypso
Will watched the goddess closely. After the cryptic statement, she had fallen silent. Elizabeth stood next to him, not-so-patiently waiting. But Will had more experience dealing with the goddess, and she followed his lead.
“It is an enemy of mine, who rejoiced when I was bound,” Calypso finally said. “Ishkur, a god of storms. He would desire force ya, William Turna, to obey him. And if he had ya son, he would be able to.”
Elizabeth paled. Will swallowed. “Why did William end up where- and when- he did, and not with Ishkur?”
“I do not know,” Calypso said, upset.
Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters. If I did, the story would have been very different.
Characters: William the 3rd, Bootstrap, crew of the Dutchman, Will, Elizabeth, Davy Jones.
Rating: PG
Summary: Bootstrap Bill Turner did not expect to have to deal with his grandson. Bootstrap also didn’t think he could have a six year old grandson when his son (who he hadn’t seen in nearly five years) was only sixteen!
36. Intruder
William darted behind Bootstrap when the lightening hit the ship. Where it had struck, a strange man stood. Most of the crew clustered around them. “Where is the boy?” the man asked.
No one moved, except Captain Jones. “What boy?” he asked.
“The boy, the Turner child. I need him.”
William whimpered. “Don’t let me go with him, Granddad,” he whispered. “I don’t know him.”
Bootstrap reached back and drew him close. “I won’t,” he said.
“Why do you care for the lad?” Captain Jones asked.
“He is important, and I need him,” the man said.
William bit his lip.
37. Enemy
Bootstrap didn’t recognize the man standing before him, but that didn’t matter. William was scared of him. William didn’t want to go with him.
Bootstrap looked at the Captain, who nodded at him. “The lad is my business,” the Captain said. “And he doesn’t seem inclined to go with ye.”
“Do you have any idea who I am, fallen ferryman?”
“No, and I’m na inclined ta care.”
“I am Ishkur, and you will do as I command, fallen ferryman.”
The Captain snarled heatedly at him. “I will do nothing o’ the sort, god of storms! I am commanded by nobody!”
(Note: Ishkur is the Babylonian-Assyrian god of storms.)
38. Escape
Davy looked at the boy. He looked terribly scared, worse then when faced with Davy himself, but determined to see this through. William pulled out the knife he carried and, though he scurried back when the wind god came closer, he didn’t turn and run.
Despite what he had said, Davy knew this god was stronger then he was. Davy was a demigod, not a god. They had to get away from Ishkur.
He scowled. There was only one way he could think of to get away. He only hoped that his suspicions were correct. “Palifico, take us down, now!”
39. Asking for help
The Dutchman and the Empress lay at anchor next to each other as the sun rose the next day. The crews mingled, as the captains met on the Dutchman.
“Elizabeth, I think we need to ask for help,” Will said.
“Who?”
“Who else?” Will responded. “Calypso.”
“I am here, Captain Turna”
They turned around. Today, the goddess was in the form they knew her best, that of Tia Dalma.
“Goddess,” Will said as he bowed.
“Captains Turna.” Calypso said. “Ya need my help?”
Quickly, they explained the situation.
“So that is why he is in my realm,” Calypso finally said.
40. Calypso
Will watched the goddess closely. After the cryptic statement, she had fallen silent. Elizabeth stood next to him, not-so-patiently waiting. But Will had more experience dealing with the goddess, and she followed his lead.
“It is an enemy of mine, who rejoiced when I was bound,” Calypso finally said. “Ishkur, a god of storms. He would desire force ya, William Turna, to obey him. And if he had ya son, he would be able to.”
Elizabeth paled. Will swallowed. “Why did William end up where- and when- he did, and not with Ishkur?”
“I do not know,” Calypso said, upset.