Narcissa Barbossa: Dead Men Tell No Tales

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Narcissa opened her eyes and gasped. She was no longer surrounded by the suffocating waves of water. Instead she appeared to be in Calypso's hut. Or something like it. The details of the hut itself seemed to shift in a dreamlike fashion.

"Yo have served me well," said a voice from behind her and she turned to see Calypso has she had looked when bound in human form.

"Calypso," she said bowing her head in reverence. Narcissa figured it was best not to piss off the all-powerful sea deity. Even if she was also already dead.

"I thought we freed you," she asked the dark-skinned woman

"Yes. Yo and your father freed me and in exchange I help you and witty Jack beat Davy Jones." there was a slightly sad look in Calypso's eyes at the mention of the previous Captain of the Dutchman.

"And we were grateful. My family is alive because of your help."

"And your sacrifice," interjected Calypso. Narcissa shrugged.

"I did what needed to be done for the sake of those I loved."

"Indeed. And yo abided by the duty of the Dutchman. Te guide the souls once cursed to wander."

"Well, I saw what happened when one didn't follow the rules. What is your point? The curse damning the souls to wander is lifted. The Dutchman no longer needs a Captain."

"I reward those who are faithful to me," said Calypso mysteriously as she walked closer towards Narcissa placing a hand over the red head's heart.

"In return for the fidelity yo have shown I give you your freedom and your mortality."

"What?" asked Narcissa her brow furrowing. Calypso smiled mysteriously and began to go out of focus.

"Go."

PotC

Henry was walking along the beach with Carina the two of them chatting and holding hands. It had been 3 months since his aunt sacrificed herself and the crews of the Pearl and the Dutchman had stayed moored in Saint Lucien's harbor.

Over the past several months Carina had grown much closer to Henry as well as to her father. They'd taken the time to mourn and get to know each other.

Now finished with it's repairs the Dutchman was planning to leave the following morning after a tribute to Narcissa that was to be held tonight. The Pearl was also planning to take it's leave on the morrow. Who was to Captain it was also still up in the air apparently.

Despite this plans for her and Henry were still unclear. She wanted to stay with her father but wasn't sure what Henry wanted to do. She had just opened her mouth to bring up the subject when something up ahead caught her eye.

A red-haired figure lay prone on the beach.

"Henry! Someone's washed ashore!" she exclaimed and they ran towards the figure. Dropping to her knees Carina pushed away the hair covering the woman's face and gasped.

"Narcissa!" Carina felt for a pulse and found one.

"She's alive!"

"I'll get mother and father!" exclaimed Henry running back up the beach.

"Narcissa! Narcissa!" said Carina shaking the woman who stirred and then sat up coughing.

"Carina?" the red head asked

"Yes its me!" said Carina hugging her sister who weakly returned the embrace and let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm back."

PotC

Henry couldn't believe it. His aunt was alive. He raced back to the house skidding into the sitting room where his parents sat with Captain Barbossa.