The ship was a total wreck. The Kraken, doing its job. Jones' crew seemed to appear onto the shipwreck, searching for any soles that survived the Kraken's demolishment. But none were there. Jones made his way onto the ship then.
"There's not one sole left on this ship cap'n." Maccus, the first mate of the Dutchman, said.
Jones looked around slowly. He turned his attention towards the captains cabin. It had been untouched. He limped his way over to it and kicked the door open, as best he could anyway. The door slammed against the wall, and a small gasp was heard. The gasp of a girl. A young woman by the sound of it. Jones snapped his head in the direction of the gasp and followed to where it seemed to call. Marching over to a bed in the corner of the cabin, he flipped it up and there sat a young lady, knees scrunched up to her chin with her head down. She wasn't like any lady he had seen before. She was no in a dress and things like that, but rather dark brown pants and a long-sleeved shirt, along with her hair dead straight; which was a light brown, but with blonde-ish streaks. Jones didn't know what to do or say. He hadn't been near a lady in years.
The girl suddenly struck her head up and tried to scoot back, but could only back up into the corner.
"I won't let ye hurt me!" She warned.
Jones smirked at the girl. "Ye won't be hurt lass…unless ye do somethin' to deserve it." The girl just sat there, unfazed.
Maccus and Clanker came into the room at that moment and saw the girl in front of Jones. "'ey! Cap'n found one!" Maccus shouted to the rest of the crew, who were now making their way into the cabin. Clanker roughly grabbed the girl, lifting her up to eye level. She tried to kick at him and struggle out of his grip, but he was at least three times stronger than her.
"Ah…we've gotta fighter. What ye say we do with 'er boys?" The whole crew laughed and snickered. Maccus smirked and walked over to her, and tried to grabbed her shirt, but the girl was fast to react, and bit him on the hand. Maccus quickly jumped back. He looked angrily at the girl, and then turned and grabbed the Bo'sons whip. But before he had a chance to bring it down upon the girl, Jones stepped in. The crew when silent. It wasn't like him; to stop a lashing.
"No one strikes 'er…yet." The crew smiled evilly. That was more like their captain.
Jones looked at the girl with a dead stare and said, "Bring 'er." He turned and left, the crew following.
Clanker, still holding onto the girl, turned to Maccus, who was walking beside him, and said,
"Aww…poor Maccus. Brought down by a little gril." Clanker and the crew teased.
"Oh shut it." He said to them. "I was only surprised." He tried to cover up. The crew just laughed again.
"Sure, sure. Whatever ye say."