Disclaimer: I do not own POTC or any of its characters, I do own the Wolfson family and Jason Jones, I do not own Alexis Seville Petersen DxS Phreak does.
"So, ready to go to sleep, luv?" Jack asked her that night; so far he had caused her mother's laptop to blow it's circuts; her father's blender to burst, covering her father's waist and up with smoothie; Andy's iPod radio to catch fire; and last, but not least, clocks would freeze whenever Jack passed them.
"Not really," groaned Crow, putting the pillow over her face.
"Is it because of the sea snails?" he asked, tickling her belly button, causing her to give a small cry and throw the pillow at him, she covered her belly button, blushing like mad as she laughed. "Ah, I see I found yer tickly-spot, luv." Jack smiled, the grin of a chesire cat.
"Jack! I'm trying to free you, not fall in love with you!" Crow laughed, though she knew that if things kept going this way her heart would belong to the spirit.
"Well, luv, ye may just do both," Jack smiled, sitting on the edge of the bed, "so why no' go ta sleep? Jones does seem fond of yeh."
"By making sure sea snails go down my shirt?" Crow asked.
"Well, luv, Jones always tells sailors he picks up, 'life is cruel, why should the afterlife be any different?' It's jist his odd way of...erm...getting to know ye."
Crow shook her head and paused,she reached into her night stand drawer and brought out a clear quartz crystal mounted into a silver dragon holder.
"Wha's tha' luv?" Jack asked curiously, he stared at the light blue power he could see glowing around it.
"It's a dragon crystal," Crow replied softly, "it belonged to my great, great, grandmother, it was supposed to go to Andy, but, dragons aren't his power animal. It has over one hundred years of magick in it. It's only to be used in emergency," she said softly. "If I have to fight Jones to free you all, I'll be wearing this, he has a lot of power, and he's strong, I'll need all the help I can get."
"Yer stronger than ye think, luv," Jack said, "believe in yer own power and strength, not jist the powers of different crystals. Believe in your own power too."
Crow stared at him, smiling, she nodded. It made her feel good to hear those words from him, she fell asleep a moment later, forgetting she was fully clothed.
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Crow blinked as she stood in Jones's cabin beside Jack, only Jones was busy. He stood there ranting a young woman, maybe about thirteen or fourteen in the most, with shoulder length dark brown layered hair, her green eyes flashing a mint color in the light. Her shirt was long sleeved and brown, she wore a long dark pink skirt with paisely and lace patterns on it.
"Ye shouldn't have been on that bloody ship on the first place!" Screamed Jones.
"It was not my fault, I was opun that ship, MR. Jones," scowled the girl, "I was on my way to live with family in Charlestown, South Carolina. I hear Black Beard is much more frightening than you!"
"Not a good idea to be sayin' tha', darling," Jack smiled to the girl.
Jones whipped around, eyes bulging with anger, "get ta work Crow ye got a friend joinin ya!"
"Captain, may I ask what she's done?" Crow asked, forcing herself to keep her voice steady, which was hard to do right now, she was teriffied. But she knew if were to fight Jones, if she had too, she'd have to have this experience of standing up to him behind her.
Jones glared, "ye dare ta go against me?"
"No," replied Crow, "I was just asking what she had done, captain. i was not here to witness it, for you."
Jones paused, face red and stiff for a moment, he glared, he huffed then growled, "get ta takin the barnacles off the walls. The girl will join ye, Sparrow, go scrub the deck!"
"But-"
Jones turned and glared at Jack.
"Aye, was jist on me way out, ye have a very nice...bum, by the way is wha' I was meanin' ta say." Jack said. Earning a 'what the hell?' look from Jones.
"He was into my dad's wine, captain," Crow said quickly, covering for Jack. Jack sent her a smile and quickly exited the room. A moment later Jones started to play his organ.
"Are you alright?" Crow asked as she grabbed the bucket, emptied by the crew earlier, and grabbed the metal rod, she started to pry the stubborn barnacles off the walls.
"I'm alright, just angry..." the girl replied, noting Crow's pentacle and odd way of dressing, she didnt comment though, "my name is Alexis Seville Petersen."
"Crow Wolfson," Crow smiled.
"No middle name?"
"I have one, but...I don't give it out much," Crow smiled.
"I wont tell anyone."
"DragonHeart."
"Pardon?" Alexis asked.
"DragonHeart, it's my middle name. My mother said when she was in labor with me I was like an angry dragon, she came up with the name DragonHeart for my middle name." Crow smiled.
"Wow, I do wish so my family were more...like yours. I love my family so, please do not think otherwise," Alexis smiled, "and usually I don't talk exactly like I am right now, this happens when I am.."
"Scared?" Crow asked. Alexis nodded.
"Don't feel bad," Crow smiled, "I do things out of character too when I'm scared."
"ENOUGH JIBBER JABBER! WORK!" Growled Jones, pausing from the organ.
Crow winced and then showed Alexis the safest way to get a barnacle off the wall, which still resulted in the barnacle popping off and hitting them once in a while.
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"What are ye a slug? WORK," growled Jones to Alexis a few hours later.
"Actually I've always considered myself a beetle, strong, independant, qualities like the lady bug that are attracting to humans-"
"I said, work!"
"Captain, may we take a privy break?" questioned Crow.
"Why?" Jones asked.
"Captain, it's embaressing," Crow replied, blushing. Jones's smile got big.
"Spill it," he beamed.
"Let the woman tell you in privacy-"
"TELL ME," Growled Jones.
"I think my body's about to wet it's bed," replied Crow, her face red as tomato.
Jones paused, "actually, lass, this be about time that clock invention of yers-"
BRRRIIIINNNNGGGGG
"What is that?!" Cried out Alexis with a small cry.
"My alarm clock, it's time for me to wake up; I'll be back tonight," crow shouted.
"Wait, you're leaving?" Alexis asked, Jones smirked at hearing fear in her voice.
"Only for awhile, I'll be back tonight," Crow replied.
"Do you swear?" Alexis asked.
"I can't ever answer that...I'm sorry," Crow said softly, "but I can tell you, I will be back tonight."
BRRRRIIIINGBRING BRING BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIINNNGGGGG
"WAKE UP ALREADY!" the crew shouted through the door.
"Take this," Crow said, pressing her extra quartz crystal into Alexis's hand, "it will help." She knew that in the awake world she'd have to put this crystal somewhere, it wouldn't work for her anymore until she got the 'spirit' of the crystal back.
Alexis nodded, she pocketed it, not understanding, but if it helped, she was willing to take it. "Thank you."
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
"you're welcome," Crow smiled. Alexis's eyes widened as Crow's body glew with lightning around it, spiraling in columns around her, a moment later her body faded into small dots, then vanished.
"Tha's what always 'appens when she wakes up, lass, now back ta work!" Growled Jones.
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"Well, she's a bit young ta be on there," Jack commented as Crow slowly opened her eyes. She found herself tangled in her sheets, fully clothed, her arm hanging off the side of the bed. She turned off her alarm clock, that had nearly fallen off the bed stand, and put the crystal into a jewerly box and slid it in back of her nightstand.
"Jack, we need to get her off that ship," Crow said softly.
"Luv, we need to get me an' the crew off tha' bloody ship," Jack reminded.
Crow nodded and sighed, she reached into her nightstand again and took out the blank sheet of paper, she jumped when she found it had words on it. "Jack, the notes gone, its part of a story."
"Wha's it say, luv?" Jack asked, sitting beside her, looking down at the missing page of the book.
"The young Crow Wolfson had made the first step to freeing the crew," Crow read, eyes wide, she looked to Jack who looked clueless.
"'ow?"
Crow read on, "standing up for another she...won Davy Jones's respect by not backing down and by not using her magick...she used her natural talents and who she was to stand up to him." She read, "Jones was starting to like her more and more as the nights went on."
"And?" Jack asked.
"That's it, that's where it stops," replied Crow, dazed.
"Well, luv, keep doin' wha' yer doin', ye'll 'ave me-erm-us free is no time!" Jack beamed, golden teeth sparkling in the morning sun.
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