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Will and I drew our swords and watched as the crew of the Dutchman appeared out of nowhere. I parried every slash as well as I could, but I was overrun. One of the crewmen, whose face resembled a puffer fish, grabbed my arms to pin me, and I bit his arm as hard as I could, but he did not let go. A bright flash of light was caught in the corner of my right eye, and I turned in Puffer Fish's grasp to see Will waving a torch, trying to fight off the Dutchmen's creatures.
"Attaboy, Will!" I cheered. I kicked viciously at my captor, but he covered my mouth with a free hand.
"Get back!" Will yelled, swiping the crew with the oil torch, but he was knocked from behind by a heavy lobster-like fist. I hissed at the bearer of the hand: Maccus, Davy Jones's hammerhead henchman. The crew gathered around Will's stunned body and laughed evilly. Even though I could do nothing about it, I still felt as if I was betraying Will. I watched as we were lugged on board the Flying Dutchman, along with the rest of the derelict's crew, to meet our fate: Davy Jones.
Will stirred awake as Davy Jones came to see the new recruits to his crew. The heavy peg thunked against the wooden planks and the monstrosity of the depths emerged. His tentacles flailed about and his face was set in a line that showed no mercy.
"Five men still alive, the rest have moved on." Maccus said. Davy Jones gave a slight nod, and walked to one of the dying men. He leaned down and lit his pipe, a great fat sailor's pipe.
"Do you feel dead?" Davy Jones asked, blowing smoke into the man's face. I knew how the guy felt, and I saw the dying man shaking as he nodded. The smoke came out of one of Davy Jones's neck tubes as he continued. "Do you feel the dark abyss?"
The man nodded again. Davy Jones continued to interrogate the man, making him feel bad about his sins and offering him a place aboard his crew, postponing the 'judgment' for 100 years. A man objected, placing his faith in God for an afterlife. I pitied the poor fool. On the sea, Davy Jones WAS God, and he decided how you would spend your afterlife. The objecting fool was decapitated and knocked into the sea. My hand flew straight to my neck, remembering things I had wanted to forget. The man accepted, so Davy Jones moved on.
"You two are neither dead nor dying!" Davy Jones snarled, approaching Will and I with malice. I gulped, watching the algae covered tentacles lashing the air in anger. "What is yer purpose here?"
Will and I looked at each other. My heart was racing in my chest like a wild stallion, and I could wager Will wasn't much calmer. He nodded slightly and we looked Davy Jones directly in his cold black eyes. "Jack Sparrow sent us to settle his debt."
"What is yer purpose here?" Davy Jones asked again, trying to clarify that we had actually said what we had just said.
"Jack Sparrow. Sent us to settle his debt." Will said, keeping his calm with each word.
Davy Jones ran his eyes over us and he began to laugh in his disgusting voice. It took me a great amount of effort to hold still, for that laughter had haunted my nightmares for years. It sent shivers up my spine and bead of sweat danced along my hairline. I wanted to turn my eyes away, but I was riveted on Davy Jones as he turned to look angrily at the Pearl, which was sailing away into the distance, and disappeared, probably to converse with my father. Most of the crew went as well, and as us new recruits sat there on the bench waiting, I let out all my breath in a rush of panicked air. I gripped the bench with both hands until my knuckles went white and I shivered slightly in from the cold wind and from fear. It took a lot to scare me to this point, but Davy Jones, his crew, and his demonic ship fit right into that category.
"I thought you never got scared." Will noted as he patted my shoulder comfortingly.
"It's Davy Jones, Will." I murmured, looking him in the eye. "You'd have to be a complete and utter fool not to be."
Will nodded his agreement and shivered slightly. Will was no fool. He was afraid too, but he just was better at hiding it. I squared my shoulders, trying to stay calm. Will looked at me and asked, "You seem to know a lot about this ship and how this crew behaves. Any tips?"
I nodded slightly. "Obey all orders given to you, watch out for the whip and be a good sailor. I have heard stories about those who weren't. They got sent straight to the depths. Oh, and you saw Hammerhead guy? It's my job to torment him. If I get in a fight with him, stay out. Ok?"
Will nodded just as Davy Jones and his crew reappeared. I jumped a little in my seat, which brought Davy Jones's attention to me. He looked me over and grinned his disturbing grin. "Well, well, well. Welcome back, Aliana. Did you like me so much that you returned?"
"Can it, Jones." I snapped back. "You know I wouldn't have come here without a good reason. I vowed to take your ship apart plank by plank, and I intend to keep that promise. Besides, I would never serve under you if I had a choice. You pitched me overboard the last time we met, remember?"
Will raised an eyebrow and was about to speak, but I gently touched his arm in a signal not to. Davy Jones replied smoothly, "I remember. Too bad yer father don't care 'nough 'bout ye to fetch ye back from me. Ye know why he told ye to say that you would settle his debt? He owes me his soul, and he thought that ye and yer bonny boyfriend were 'nough to settle it! Well, there'll be more joining you two to settle yer father's debt, and now ye serve under me for his sake!"
I could sense Will's rising anger, and I could sense the flush of rage that went up my cheeks, but we did not respond. We were immediately called to our stations to begin work, and I dragged myself to my feet, not looking forward to our coming torment. In a moment of joy, I spotted Maccus, the hammerhead, standing aside with the whip in his hands. I couldn't resist a jab. "Hey, Shark Bait!"
He whipped his head around and stared at me in a mixture of surprise and rage. I grinned, waved three fingers in a mocking wave and called, "I'm back!"
Will smiled grimly, and watched me take off in a run with Maccus's swearing in my ear. "Enjoy yourself, Ali!" He called, jogging over to join me.
"We will!" I shouted back. Oh, how wrong I was!
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