Lonely Heart Crying
Start: 5/11/2011 Finish: 5/28/2011
Summary: Davy Jones has always been alone. After he had his heart broken in his chest and tore out the still beating organ, he vowed to never let himself love or be loved again. He became the master of the sea, king of the waves and the Devil himself. Cold and heartless, Jones knew what it was like to be alone. Fortunately for him, there is another who knows loneliness better than even the Sea Devil himself. Her name is Nixie Saxon and she just washed up on his ship. Davy Jones x OC
[Author's Note: WOOT! WOOT! Hello there people! Yes, I'm back (not that I went anywhere fun…). So this is clearly a Davy Jones x OC story so due to the fact that Jones has to change, he will most likely be a little ooc so bear with me. The story line will follow the 2005 Phantom of the Opera story since Jones is a lot like the Phantom aka: alone, organ, misunderstood and given into anger. Thus, there will be a love triangle! There will also be a Beauty and The Beast twist!]
Disclaimer: I do not own PoTC or any of its characters. I do, however, own Nixie Saxon, Jason Saxon and Jim Norton. Siren, however, belongs to my friend so I am just barrowing her.
Chapter 1: Horizon
The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing ~ Edmund Burk
Davy Jones was the fiercest thing in the entire sea. His humanity had been ripped from his chest and locked away so long ago that the captain didn't even fell the biting of the stormy seawater around him. The sea tossed his ship, The Flying Dutchman, around like it was some bath toy. But while the ship and the cursed crew fought to keep upright, Captain Davy Jones stood stone still looking for the hidden horizon beneath the pouring clouds. The wind ripped at his clothes and the driving rain bit into his skin, but the heartless captain remained unfazed. One of the crewmembers, the hammerhead shark man Maccus, called out to him over the storm's roaring howl. "Captain! The Kraken ahoy!"
Then, Jones moved. His faded blue eyes caught the rippling waves made not by the wind but by the Kraken. The cursed captain moved to the railing as the colossal squid raised a tentacle. The large tentacle had something in it that the Kraken promptly dropped what she was carrying. A slim person landed on the deck, unconscious. Jones cocked a fleshy, octopus eyebrow as the Kraken rumbled a low growl before swimming away. Anyone who had known the Kraken for long enough could figure out that she was saying, 'Look what I found! Be nice!'
Jones went over to where the crew had gathered around the 'present'. The crew parted before him, revealing a slim girl, sopping wet and gasping for breath. Her white shirt was plastered to her slim frame and her brown; rather skintight shorts showed her toned legs. Her wild looking, red brown hair was sea soaked and slightly matted from the accumulating salt. She was breathing, although shallow and raspy, Jones merely glared at the woman. Maccus, cautiously stepped forward and asked, "Sir, what do ye think we should do about the lass?"
Snapping out of a trance, Jones glared at his crew and said, "Take her to me cabin."
"Aye sir." Maccus said, as the captain moved off. He then bent over and scooped up the woman as some seawater dribbled out of her mouth.
The boatswain, Jimmy Legs, shouted with his authority, "Get back to work ye scurless sods!"
The crew leapt back to work while Maccus moved off to the Captain's cabin. Pressing open the door with his back, the First Mate went to put the woman on the Captain's bed when she awoke with a fantastic scream. She wrenched herself out of Maccus' arms and before he could think, the girl had round house kicked him in the face. Stumbling a bit, she arched her back to punch him in the mouth when he grabbed her smallish fist and whipped her onto her back, thus pinning the woman underneath him.
"Calm down woman! I mean ye no harm!" Maccus said as the woman struggled under him.
She calmed a bit and gazed up at Maccus, her fiery hazel eyes sparkling something fierce. "I'll calm down if ye get off me!" The woman spat at Maccus, jutting her head forward.
"Promise?" He asked, shifting his weight a bit off her.
"Ye have me word as a woman." She said, slamming back to the floor in defeat.
Maccus stepped off the woman who promptly hopped up. She glared at Maccus and asked, "Who are ye? Where am I?"
"To yer first question, I be Maccus the First Mate aboard The Flying Dutchman; to yer second question, yer aboard The Flying Dutchman in her captain's cabin. Now, what be yer name lass?" Maccus responded.
"My name is Nixie Saxon. How did I get here?" Nixie said, not missing a beat.
"The Kraken brought ya here a few moments ago. Ye were out cold when she dropped ye on the deck. The captain ordered ya ta be brought ta his cabin." Maccus explained.
They stood silent a moment while Nixie glared at Maccus. Eventually her eyes softened and that was when her legs gave out from underneath her. Nixie collapsed to the floor with a slight whimper. Maccus didn't move to help her until after she struggled a bit and couldn't get up herself. It was rather pathetic but Maccus went to the woman and grabbed her arm and hauled her up and plopped her onto the bed. She nodded her thanks and Maccus then noticed that she hadn't shied away or screamed in fear. "Ya do not fear me?"He asked the girl.
"No. Yer not the scariest thing I've encountered in me time." Nixie explained, lying down onto the bed.
Maccus nodded and turned to leave when the girl said, "Thank you Maccus."
He turned and looked at the girl who had drifted off to a dreamless sleep. For some strange reason he liked her. He felt a smile creep onto his face before he left the girl to sleep. And he hoped that he wouldn't have to watch her die.