Betrayal of Freedom
A little drabble I cooked up a while back. Takes place in AWE, at the beginning of the maelstrom battle.
"To arms! We give no quarter!" Mercer cried to the soldiers of the Dutchman.
As the sails of his ship were lowered, Captain Davy Jones turned and gazed into the sky. The clouds were swirling in circles, and an unnatural voice seemed to cry out from within them. It couldn't be...
"Calypso," he breathed.
Lightning flashed and the sky seemed to screech in fury as he watched. Jones closed his eyes and looked upward as the rain began to caress his face. Then his countenance twisted into an expression of rage, and he roared in fury at this new betrayal.