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My first POTC fanfic, I hope you like it, please R&R, I'd love to hear your feedback!
Prologue
His deep blue eyes showed their usually melancholy, as the gazed over the mist enshrouded waters. They seemed still, deathly still. William Turner had only served on the Flying Dutchman for a short time, yet he found himself longing for life, for the Caribbean sunshine on his face, for an escape from his watery prison. His long black hair dripped water onto the decks veiled by aquatic life.
It was such a rare event, to be able to gaze at the sea; the captain always ensured some tedious task for the crew to execute. He felt hopeless, one hundred years of servitude was a long time, and with each day he began more grotesque as new sea life grew from his body.
"What do you think your doing?" snapped a man who resembled a hammer head shark. His beady eyes glared at Bootstrap, his sharp little teeth flashing. "Get back to work!" he turned and returned to the busy deck, where many repugnant creatures served there sentences. Bootstrap took one last gaze at the sea, which he had once loved so much before he too rejoined his fellow crewmates.
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Davy Jones was in his state room, where he played his organ. He always played the same eerie song. A song from his aching past, which held so much emotion that just playing it would tire him to a deep, undisturbed sleep.
To everyone he was an atrocious character, who was feared the most in the entire Spanish Main. He was unforgiving and vicious and just the mentioning of his name invoked fear. He was the sea, he was dangerous, he took but never gave back. He captured dying souls and forced them into enslavement of his damned crew, where they were obligated to spend decades, even centuries, all in the vain promise to suspend the judgment that they would face after death. No one on the Flying Dutchman was alive, but nor were they dead, they were all caught in life between death, just like him.
His story was infamous, a classic story of a treacherous love.
Well I hope it caught your interest. Please let me know what you think.