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"Dear Elke, please, get back 'ere, don' leave you're fa'her waiti'ng." Calypso shouted after her daughter, the girl skipping around a small coral reef. Around her feet were dancing fish, following her every move.
"But Mama!" Elke whined, pouting. She looked down at the loyal fish by her feet, swimming in figure eights around her legs.
" Come back 'ere, child." Calypso ordered. Elke sulked back to her mother, who now had a smile on her face. "Go to yer fa'her. 'E's jus' at 'he dock." She instructed. Her daughter nodded and started skipping off toward the underwater dock where her father had moored the night before.
"PAPA!" She yelled, running into his arms. They embraced, but Elke pulled away quickly, anxious to tell her father of her adventures. "There are these little fish, and they swim around your feet, no matter where you are!" She exclaimed, almost jumping in the air. "And there's this barracuda, and he eats the other little fishies!" She said, her tone beginning to take on anger.
"No way!" Her father exclaimed.
"Yes way!" Elke yelled. "So I tried to scare him off, so he wouldn't hurt any more fishies!" She said proudly.
"That's my girl." He said, a grin spreading across his face. He looked over to the end of the dock, to see Calypso, and smiled wider. "Let me have grown up talk with Mama?" He asked, looking down at Elke. She nodded patiently, and began skipping around the ship, talking to some familiar crewmembers.
"FARASI!" She shouted, jumping into the arms of her favorite, The distorted man with sea growths spurting from his back. He was one of the least disfigured of the crew, not having a sea creature's head slowly replace his own just yet.
"How's my favorite little girl?" He asked, rubbing her bleach-blonde hair.
"Good!" She giggled, laughing when he started tickling her.
"Davey, 'he bes' of luck 'to ya on yer journey." Calypso said as she stood before him. He nodded, his eyes telling her that he didn't want to leave. "Take care of our daugh'er." She said, her eyes filling with tears.
"Of course, my sweet." He said, giving her a kiss on the cheek and tipping his hat. He turned on his heel and walked back toward the ship. In a few moments the ship was ready to depart, Davey, Farasi, and Elke at the helm. "Do you want to steer her out?" Davey asked his daughter, and she nodded excitedly.
"Yes, yes I do! I want to steer the Dutchy!" She exclaimed.
"Go ahead then, Elke." He encouraged. "Just push the wheel all the way to port. You know what port is, right?" He asked.
"Silly Papa, of course I know port!" She said, turning the wheel all the way to the left.
"Good girl!" Farasi said, patting her on the shoulder, as the ship slowly left the underwater port. Calypso remained on the dock, waving goodbye.
------6 Months Later-----
"MAMA!" Elke cried, running into her mother's arms as soon as the hull of the ship touched the dock.
"Elke, I 'ave missed chou so much!" Calypso exclaimed, hugging her daughter tightly. As Elke walked toward the house, Davey Jones walked toward Calypso.
-----Later that Night-----
Elke sat in her room, writing in her journal. She closed it as she finished her entry for the day. In the room next door, she heard her parents arguing. She walked closer to the wall, hoping to hear more.
"Davey, you is always gone." Her mother complained.
"It's because you're changing!" He replied. Elke sighed, she thought by the time her and her father got home the matters would have been put to rest.
"Be quie', you'll wake Elke!" Calypso whispered.
"See, look, Calypso! All you care about is Elke. We don't matter anymore." Davey yelled.
"She's our daugh'er." Calypso said threateningly. Elke felt tears forming in her eyes. They argued like this every night. Without even thinking, she pulled on the boots she had just taken off. Tucking her journal into her shirt, she pulled a shark tooth necklace over her head and slowly opened her door. She silently passed the room with her parents arguing, and out the front door of her underwater home. She walked forward without looking back for about half a mile, and then looked up at the surface of the water. With a deep breath, she propelled herself upward, watching the glitter of the sun on the water come ever closer.
--------About 20 Years Later-------
"Damn!" Shouted the man, banging his fists on the table. Elke smiled, collecting the coins in front of her.
"Good game, gentlemen." She said sweetly, walking away from the rotting table. Leaving the bar, she stuffed the money in her pockets and pulled her hat down over her eyes, blending in with rest of the people on the island. She walked into the next tavern, looking around for people to gamble with. She spotted a man in the back of the room, sitting next to an older man with enormous sideburns. The corners of her mouth moved upwards in a slick smile. Walking confidently up to the couple of men, she pulled out a seat and sat down.
"Good evening men." She said, leaning back in her chair. The younger man looked up at her. His brown eyes glared at her. "You up for a game?" She asked, smiling. She saw a slow smile form across his face and she relaxed slightly.
"Sure." He said, as if he was talking to an inferior, humoring her. "What's the bet?" He asked.
"You own a ship?" She asked.
"Of course, love."
"Then I get to sail." She said.
"You? On my ship?" He asked.
"Yes. I'm allowed to work on your ship." The man next to him gave him a wary look.
"Why do you want to work on my ship?" He asked, leaning closer.
"I want work." She said simply, leaning back further.
"Now, captain…." The older man began to say.
"Shhh….. Gibbs, let this one go." He said softly, as Elke took out the cards.
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"That's what thought." She said, slamming her cards on the table, a smirk on her face.
"True." The man said, shrugging. The older man sighed and put his head in his hand, shaking his head in disbelief.
"To the ship?" She asked. The man stood up and led the way out of the bar. Elke triumphantly followed him, not bothering to cover herself. They soon reached the dock, and went to the largest ship tied to it.
"Ladies first." He said, extending his arm. She smiled and boarded the ship, the older man following her. "Gents!" The younger man hollered. "We're leaving tomorrow!!" He announced. "Now, love, there is a room attached to my cabin, if you'd like." The younger man said.
"I think if I'm part of the crew, I should sleep with the others." Elke said.
"I don't think so, not before they've met you and deemed you a worthy member." He said. Elke sighed. She could easily overpower him and just go to the crew's quarters, but honestly, she didn't want to sleep in a dingy hammock.
"Fine." She said, sighing.
"Follow me, love." He said with a smirk. He led her into the lavish captain's quarters. "In through that door there." He said, pointing to a small door on the other side of the room. Elke nodded, taking her hat off. "Thank you, Captain." She said.
"Love, you…. You have seaweed in your hair." He observed. She nodded.
"Yeah, I've decided to forget trying to get it out. Whenever I go into the water, it just goes back in." She said, shrugging. "Well, goodnight." She said, opening the door. He nodded and watched her enter the adjacent cabin. Elke sighed and sat down on the small bed, laying the hat to rest next to her. "Another ship….. I wonder where we're going…." She said, and laid down next to her hat, pulling the covers over her.
A/N- If you didn't realize, Elke is Calypso (Tia Dalma) and Davey Jones' daughter. Please review! It helps me lots. :)