Merciless Eyes

A/N: Prompt 'Justice'.


The sailor slumped on the grimy deck, soaking wet, weak and shaking.

Before him stood the devil himself, Davy Jones, his arm a gnarled crabs claw, his face obscured by writhing tentacles.

He leant down to the sailor his breath reeked of death and decay and his eyes held no mercy.

"To the depths," he ordered, eyeing the sailor silently and menacingly.

The sailor looked up, his eyes hopeless but defiant. "Is there no justice?"

"Justice?" Jones said with twisted amusement. "This is justice."

He turned away unconcerned.