Evelyn Marsdan had once been a simple traveler, but after a chance meeting with a notorious pirate named Jack Sparrow, her life was changed forever. She decided to take a chance at a seafaring life, thinking that she'd found a friend in Jack. Several months in his company, however, convinced her that she'd been wrong and showed that his skills as a captain weren't quite up to standard. Naïve enough to stand up for him when his crew mutinied, she was left on a deserted island with him. Having nowhere to go after they got off the island, she was forced to stay in his company for three years; when she finally had enough money saved to make it on her own. She could finally forget about Captain Jack Sparrow and all the trouble he'd caused her.
Five months later she'd obtained a small ship of her own and a crew willing to help her sail it. She named her ship the Lady Luck, and set sail for Tortuga in the hopes that she would find Jack there and get back at him for what he'd done. Much to her dismay a terrible storm set in after only a week at sea, and the Lady Luck was unable to survive the waves crashing against her hull, and the torrential rain that left her crew blind to the dangerous rocks ahead. The ship was smashed against the rocks and rendered useless, leaving only Captain Marsdan alive. And, thus, our tale begins as Evelyn barely clings to consciousness; mourning the loss of her hard earned Lady Luck, and waiting amidst the wreckage for someone, anyone, to find her.
Evelyn knew it would be unwise to go to sleep in her present situation, but loneliness and fatigue had drained her of energy and rational thought. As she succumbed to her weariness, the last thing she registered was the dim outline of a large, strangely eerie ship drawing near the wreckage, and the faint sound of organ music floating to her on the wind.
Harsh voices woke her from her fitful sleep.
"Has this one moved on Jimmy Legs?" someone asked. Evelyn, still in a daze from the storm, didn't open her eyes. Instead she listened with mild interest.
"No, but she may be close to moving on. Tell the captain we've found a live one" someone; Jimmy Legs, Evelyn assumed, replied. She heard footsteps moving away, and then felt someone nudge her in the back with their foot. Finally opening her eyes, she groaned and lifted her head to see who'd found her; and screamed. The man named Jimmy Legs looked more like a barnacle encrusted piece of driftwood that had been mauled by bear than a man.
"Keep away from me you bilge rat!" she said, finally regaining her composure. Jimmy Legs merely laughed at her.
"So you're a feisty one, eh? The captain will soon break of that, wench" he said. Evelyn stood up proudly and glared at him.
"I'll not be insulted that way while I still stand on what's left of my ship" she said.
"Your ship? How could a woman be capable of being a captain?" Jimmy Legs asked, scoffing.
"Do not test me, sailor" Evelyn spat angrily, her eyes livid. No one insulted Evelyn Marsdan without facing the consequences.
"And what have we here, bosun?" A new voice asked from behind Evelyn, who turned around and stared at the newcomer in shock. He was horridly disfigured, and frighteningly so. His skin was sickly-colored, and instead of hair he had a beard of tentacles. His face was flat where a nose should have been, and when he raised his right hand to bring a pipe to his mouth, she saw that his index finger was one long tentacle currently wrapped around his wrist. His left hand was a crab claw, and his right leg was crab-like in origin as well.
"She is the only survivor on this wreck, and is unfortunately far from death" Jimmy Legs replied.
"And what do you mean by 'unfortunately'?" she asked, scowling at him.
"Oh, she's got a temper, does she?" the tentacled pirate asked.
"Well maybe I'd be more obliged to be courteous if ugly Jimmy here would keep his mouth shut" Evelyn said, turning to him.
"You obviously have no idea who I am" he said with a chuckle.
"No, and I don't really care right at the moment, so if you're not here to help me get back to land then I've no further business with you" Evelyn replied.
"You needn't get cross with me, wench" he said, no longer in a joking manner. Evelyn was silent, but frowned at him.
"So what is your name then?" she finally asked with a sigh, crossing her arms.
"Captain Davy Jones. What is yours?" the tentacled pirate responded.
"Captain Evelyn Marsdan" Evelyn replied.
"There is room on the Flying Dutchman if you're willing to accept my offer" Jones said.
"Shall I prepare the Dutchman, captain?" Jimmy Legs suddenly asked.
"Yes, we will leave in about fifteen minutes; with or without Captain Marsdan" Jones replied without looking at him. Jimmy Legs nodded, then turned around and disappeared into thin air.
"How did he do that?" Evelyn asked, suddenly suspicious of this strange captain and his even stranger crew. Jones did not reply.
"Do you accept?" he asked instead.
"Do I accept what?" Evelyn asked, frowning.
"I am offering you safe passage on my ship. Since you are neither dead nor dying I have no need to make you a part of my crew, however, you will still have to earn your stay" Jones said simply. "Also, I really have no need for a woman on my ship, so the sooner you get off, the better. Just this once I feel like being merciful, but if we ever meet again don't expect me to do so again."
"I suppose I haven't got a choice in the matter really; it's either accept your offer, or die of starvation on what's left of my ship" Evelyn replied with a heavy sigh.
"I could, of course, bring your ship back from the depths for you" Jones said.
"You need not waste your time bringing her back; after all, ships can be replaced" Evelyn said. Jones chuckled and sighed.
"So you're coming onto my ship then?" he asked.
"First, I want to know who you are. I've heard people mention your name before, but nobody ever elaborates on who you are, or what you do" she replied.
"I already told you my name" Jones said.
"What your name is and who you are, are two very different things" Evelyn said. Jones looked at her thoughtfully for a moment, then sighed.
"If you're that curious you can ask my crew when they're not working; they'll tell whatever you want to know and possibly more. I have no patients for telling stories" he replied, a stern look in his eyes that left no room for further discussion. Evelyn set her mouth in a thin line and simply stared at Jones, not saying a word, but after a few seconds she gave up with a sigh. Jones decided to change the subject.
"So, where were you headed?" he asked.
"Tortuga. I was going in the hopes that I would be able to find Jack Sparrow and give him a piece of my mind" Evelyn replied.
"So you've had the misfortune of meeting him too?" Jones asked. Evelyn nodded, frowning slightly.
"I'm not going to ask what he did to you, but there is something I do need to know" she said. Jones waited for her to continue.
"I need to know how thoroughly your men searched the wreckage" she said.
"Fairly well, I suppose," Jones replied. "Why?"
"Well, there was a young cabin boy on my ship and he disappeared shortly before the storm hit us. He might have hid himself when he saw your men come on board, and since he has quite a few hiding places I wouldn't be surprised if your men weren't able to find him because of that" Evelyn replied.
"My men did not find anyone else, but perhaps it would be best if you looked yourself" Jones said. Evelyn nodded and surveyed the wreckage around her. Her ship was mostly in one piece, but because of the rocks it would never sail again.
"I'll look where the cabin was, you can look by the figurehead if you feel like helping" she said. Jones nodded and walked off, and Evelyn checked in what was left of her cabin. After a few minutes into her search, however, she heard a blood-curdling scream from the front of the ship.