"T'is is Bard, a great sailor", Akasha said to the two mystical beings, practically introducing Bard to them. After Bard was done speaking, Maleficent spoke up. "I've heard of such charts", Maleficent spoke before Loki turned to face her. "They were used to locate some of the world's more obscure and mystical places. With no fixed points, the chart was the only guide that took into account for the role of chance, fate, and the supernatural in the affairs of the Nine Realms. Many people fought for it, even by death", she finished her explanation. "If we want to help Asgard, we need Captain Killain. The song has been sung, meaning all of the Nine Realm lords should be present in Shipwreck Cove. We need to get those charts", she says to Loki softly. "We will go with you, for Asgard's sake", Maleficent said to Bard. 

In Helheim, the unfortunate land of the dead, darkness covered the realm as thunder sounded with no rain falling. The bells sounded as a flock of crows flew towards a dark coastal island. There was a mainland connected with a thin, lighted bridge with cages of men inside, lining up the walking bridge on each side. A group of weak, skinny men were marched across the bridge as a chained male prisoner with bloody legs was muttering as if pleading while being dragged across the bridge by the realm's guards by the arms. As he passes through the realm's doors, he screams before the doors were closed shut. At a rocky shoreline, which was lit by torches, there were a couple of men tossing caskets that looked like coffins into the sea. Numerous caskets were floating out to sea before they sat in the peaceful, dead water. A crow lands on one casket and begins pecking at the top three times before a sudden gunblast from the inside of the casket blows the crow away, along with much wood, making a hole at the top. A man with a black leathered coat with black pants and black boots emerges out of the top of the casket. He looked like to have short black hair with blue eyes and he seems to wear a red and black pinned earrings on both ears. A true adventurer attire. Killian broke off the skeleton's leg from inside the case. "Sorry, mate", he apologizes in his Irish accented voice as if he was talking to it. "Mind if we make a little side trip? I didn't think so", he muttered as he uses the skeleton leg as an oar and began rowing himself towards the full moon with his ship, The Black Pearl, in the distance. On the deck, Volstagg held out his hand to help Jones aboard, but Killian instead puts the skeleton leg in Volstagg's hand. Behind him, Hogun draped a coat onto Jones' back. "Not quite according to plan", Volstagg commented as he examind the leg before throwing it over board. "Complications arose, ensued, were overcome", Killain answered as he walked passed him. "You got what you went in for, then?", Fandral asked him. "Indeed", Killian answered before almost walking into another crew member named Leech, a lean, skinny African American man who had his arms crossed. Killian stared at him before Volstagg came to his side. "Captain, I think the crew, meaning us as well, were expecting something a bit more...shiny. What with the Isla de Muerta going all pear shaped, reclaimed by the sea, and the treasure with it", Volstagg explained to him. "And the Dark Elves chasing us all around the cosmo waters", Leech butted in. "And the hurricane!", a dwarf named Gimli added as he sat on a barrel. "Aye", everyone agreed in unison. "All in all, it seems some time since we did a speck of honest pirating", Fandral told Killian as he was in a state of thinking. "Shiny?", he asked the blonde. "Aye, shiny", he confirmed. "Is that how you're all feeling, then? Perhaps dear old Jones is not serving your best interests as captain?", Killian asked the whole crew. "Show us what is on that piece of cloth there", Leech gestured to the cloth that was in Killian's hand. Just then, a crow seized the cloth and begins to scamper off with it. In time, Jones grabs his dagger and throws it at the bird, making it drop the cloth before it managed to fly away. "Know that don't do no good", Volstagg reminded Killian. "It does me", he responded back to him as Gimli picked up the cloth and looked at it. "It's a key!", he exclaimed before Killian approaches. "No!", Jones retorted before taking it from the dwarf. "Much more better. It is a drawing of a key", he holds up the cloth to show it to the crew as they stepped forward, dumbfounded. "Gentlemen, what do keys do?", Killian asked them as if he was a teacher. "Keys...unlock...things?", Leech guessed dumbly. "And whatever this key unlocks, inside, there's something valuable. So, we're setting out to find whatever this key unlocks unlocks!", Volstagg proclaimed as it was an answer. "No. If we don't have the key, we can't open whatever it is we don't have that it unlocks. So what purpose would be served in finding whatever need be unlocked, which we don't have, without first having found the key what unlocks it?", Killian says as if what he is saying is a tongue-twister with a grin. "So, we're going after this key!", Volstagg corrected. Killain frowns as if dissapointed. "You're not making any sense at all. Any more questions?", he told him before asking everyone. "So...do we have a heading?", Gimli asked him. "Ah, a heading...", Jones took out his mystical compass as he watches it spin in different directions. He waits for it to stop as he mumbles. "Set sail in a...mmm...a general...in..that direction", he said, pointing to his left. "Cap'n?", Volstagg asked him to make sure Jones was okay. "Come on, snap to and make sail, you know how this works. Come on, quick, quick, hey!", Jones instructs as he walks past them while flailing his arms about. Gimli and Fandral gather alone by the railing. "Have you noticed lately that the captain seems to be actin' a bit strange?", Gimli asks him. "Settin' sail without knowing his own headin'? Somethin's got Jones vexed. Mark my words, what bodes ill for Killian Jones, bodes ill for us all", Fandral responds. 

Later that night, Killian begins using calipers on a map with his left hand, then flicks his compass as it continues to spin wildly. Defeated, he staggers back in his seat before putting down the calipers. He sees the bottle of liquor and picks it up before turning the bottle upside-down, only a few drops spilling out. "Why is the rum always gone?", he asks rhetorically before putting it down. He rises to his feet and then staggers as the ship sways. "Oh. That's why", he muttered before leaving his chambers. With a lantern, he quietly walks past the crew sleeping while snoring on hammocks. Some of the crew are snoring. Going down the next level to the cellar of the ship, he sees eerie filter feeder creatures festooning a beam of wood, making a face of grimace. Spotting a rack of bottles, he pulls a sideways bottle from the rack and sand pours out of it.