Of Ghosts and Deceptions: Chapter Six

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A/N: Sorry I haven't posted a chapter for a very long time, hopefully you guys didn't get tired of waiting for me. I had a lot of homework from my classes; I am taking 4 of them. But don't worry I've been writing here and there to bring you a complete chapter and here it is! Enjoy.

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The wind was fresh against her face, it was cool and light. It made Elizabeth smile. Although behind that smile she felt fear. She was free from the dark and grimy dungeon, but it was at a cost, a cost that both feared and saddened her. It was the voting of the high Councilmen that decided Elizabeth was to leave Port Royal permanently, they agreed she got off too easily and should have walked to the Gallows like all other murdering beasts. Elizabeth Swan had become a smudge on Port Royal's face, and now she'd been wiped clean.

Elizabeth was sad because she had witnessed her father's reaction to the news of her banishment,

""My only daughter," he cried, "Not my only daughter!"

Under the hawk-like watch from the Councilmen, she packed all her belongings into various cases, still her father had wept for her in one of the corners of her room; the sound burned a hole in her heart. The fear only came when Elizabeth realized that the Councilmen did not address where she was going, and when she tried asking, they ignored her. The Councilmen forcefully escorted her to docks with her father trailing behind, they passing by many of the ships, Elizabeth realized she was getting stared at by many crew members, she was not surprised, after all she was still dressed in her tattered, dirty, and bloodied clothes. Elizabeth fearfully wondered what ship she was going to be thrown on, and what the crew would think of her, would they hurt her?

They kept walking, leading Elizabeth deeper and deeper into the docks, passing boat after boat. Were they just going to toss her into the sea? Elizabeth shivered at the thought.

Suddenly, Will's ship came into view, with Will standing just before it. One of the Councilmen cleared his throat and began speaking,

"It was the decision of the Councilmen to banish you, Elizabeth Swan, from Port Royal," he said.

Elizabeth was released and she headed straight into the arms of Will who held her gently against him. The Councilman spoke again, but Elizabeth did not turn to face him, she kept her face buried into Will's chest, fearing that she had to leave him, that this was their last goodbye.

"But with much argument, instead of executing you, you are to leave Port Royal and never come back, we are sending you, Elizabeth Swan, away in William Turner's care." He said.

Elizabeth faced the Councilmen, her face was tear streaked. As scared as she was, she felt relief, knowing that Will was going to be by her side. She didn't give it much more thought as her father came forward and firmly embraced her, saying words of comfort into her ear.

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Elizabeth gripped the railing of Will's ship, watching Port Royal become a slowly disappearing thought in the distance. The cool wind whipped around her tangled hair, evaporated the sweat on her brow cause by the hot sun. Will appeared by her side, placing a hand over hers and giving it a reassuring squeeze. Elizabeth looked at Will; she couldn't bring herself to smile.

"What happened Elizabeth?" he asked her.

Elizabeth looked back out at sea, focusing on the gentle movement of the water's surface, gathering together her thoughts and experiences over the past day, to try and explain it the best she could without sounding crazy.

"It was Jack, he was in my room," she said, "and he hurt me."

With her free hand, Elizabeth rubbed her neck as she recalled the suffocating tightness caused by Jack's hands.

"Are you sure Jack was there?" Will asked and Elizabeth shot him a desperate look, "I mean, are you sure you weren't dreaming?"

"It was real, it had to be real, because the pain felt real," Elizabeth cried, fresh tears streaming down her face, they were cooled by the wind.

"After Jack hurt me, I chased him through the Manor, trying to get him to stop, but no matter how fast I ran, he was twenty steps ahead of me," Elizabeth let out a sigh of frustration, and rubbed both hands over her face, "So I did something very stupid Will, something very careless. I did that sword trick you taught me; how to throw it in a straight line, well I threw it to who I thought was Jack…. "She trailed off.

Elizabeth collapsed to her knees as she recalled James Norrington's dying breath, how warm his blood was on her hands. She stared down at them again, at the dried blood stains that were his. Will immediately was at her side, holding her.

"I can't believe the events that have happened to me," Elizabeth cried into Will's chest, "there has to be something wrong with me."

"There is nothing wrong with you Elizabeth," Will said immediately, he held her close while some of the crew members watched, Mr. Gibbs being one of them.

Elizabeth shook her head harshly and argued, "Then why do I see him Will? Why can I only see Jack?!"

Will ran tender hands over Elizabeth's hair, trying to soothe her, "Have no more thoughts about what happened, leave it behind with Port Royal, for I have some news I hope will cheer you up."

Elizabeth didn't really want to hear what Will had to say, nothing could possibly cheer her up at this difficult time. But Will, diverted her attention back to him by kissing her softly. Elizabeth let out a tiny laugh with a tiny smile, she had forgotten how good Will kissed, Will smiled back at her.

"That's my girl," he said, "There's no need to be scared anymore Elizabeth, because you and I, and the rest of my crew are making home in India."

Elizabeth blinked, her brain didn't register the knowledge well, she couldn't believe what Will was telling her.

"India," she said slowly.

Will smile again, "Yes, India, I've decided to move my Blacksmith Shop to foreign land, where we could start a new life, as husband and wife."

Elizabeth's mouth slowly dropped, her mind raced as she began thinking of where she would live, what colors would influence her wedding and when!? Excited, she dove back into Will's arms and hugged him tightly. Elizabeth was very relieved, things were finally going to look up for her, and perhaps her mishap in Port Royal would draw to a close, yet she had no idea how wrong she was.

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Ok that's it! evil laugh I know the chapter was a little bit slow, no action and full of gushy moments... but I promise you all that will change later. I just needed to build up the story. Please Review!