Emerald Seas II

Chapter 10

From now the story continuous on a few months after At worlds end. (in between pirates 3 and 4). Thanks again for the love! (It's been a while but I still have a chapter after this one I'll upload soon. Let me know what you think!)

A compass, it shows you the way, but what way and where to?

It wasn't just north inside a compass Cutler was looking for, no. It was something or rather someone that would only be found with the magical compass, showing you the thing you want most. Not only has a compass to show you what's there at the end of the arrow, but it also includes a route that's straight up to the thing you need in the quickest way possible.

So the quickest way, this mission, was the only thing on Cutler's mind right now. He needed to reach Jack, it was he who had the compass, still after all those years. Cutler was thinking about the deal they made and how he now regretted returning the compass to Jack. Cutler would have let the Pearl escape if Jack would help him to enter the Locker, that was their agreement. Cutler never planned to let Jack run away again though, he would have destroyed the Pearl and reach two goals in one final moment. Jack's dead, and the compass which would lead him to the Locker.

'He expects us to honor our agreement?' Cutler remembered himself blurring out just before the Endeavour saw her end. Cutler had been astonished by Jack seemingly upholding the deal they had made. Cutler had felt doubt and uncertainty at that point for just the slightest moment. He heard the soft comforting voice of Kate ringing in his mind, telling him that he needed to have a little more faith in Jack. But it did not take long before he felt that rage again, that anger at Jack for killing his fiance in the first place. Besides, Cutler couldn't just have let the Pearl run, to the Company that would have been a strange sight. So Cutler could only sense this emotionless feeling at the pit of his stomach again, the bond of a business arrangement with no strings attached.

'It's just good business' were his last words before he realized it was Jack who had been thinking the same, just before the Flying Dutchman together with the Pearl had blown all of Cutler's plans to pieces. And it was soon Cutler was left with nothing but Jack's promise.

The light, the light had been hurting his eyes for quite some time. But his hand kept on lowering his tricorne hat just a little more, so the sun couldn't touch his face. It had been the constant headache, this feeling of nausea, which probably indicated that he had a mild concussion, he had learned that from Kate. But Cutler's black boots kept on going faster and faster, walking down the streets and soon a small alley.

There was a dock in sight, the dock of a small town Cutler had fled to once drifting to the nearest beach after the attack on the Endeavour. They had searched for bodies and men still alive after the war against piracy had ended, just after the Pearl had fled. The Company had searched, but never found their Director's body, whether he was dead or alive. Cutler didn't want to be found. It was only after floating upon the waves of the ocean after the disbelieve of surviving the attack, that Cutler's mind went to solving his problems again. Like always it had been his talent to try and maneuver his way through destruction, probably something he had picked up when he was only a young boy, always cleaning up the mess his father left behind after destroying his family again.

But that wasn't important now. Cutler had been out of the reach of the Company, he had hidden himself from the world of the aristocrats and noblemen to make sure he had the time to execute his plan on saving her .

And so Cutler's eyes raised to the white sails of a passenger ship he had bought himself transportation to his destination after he had managed to get some of his belongings, including some money to make sure he got what he needed, from a place he had hidden some, in case of an emergency.