Disclaimer: None of the PoTC Characters belong to me. Unfortunately, that means you, Davy. Oh well. At least I got Juno!!

Chapter 6: Restrainer

File: Juno Alex. CLASSIFIED

DOB: June 27, xxxxx

Sex: Female

Height: 1.62 metres

Weight: 53 kg

Complexion: Dark/Olive

Eyes: Dark Brown

Hair: Black

Facts: Was created as a weapon of war. Design was taken from previous prototypes. However, previous prototypes were male, and the Y chromosome was found to be unable to carry certain genetic characteristics the Weapon needed. Therefore, a new design was used: Female. Subject was created, not born. Age at creation was approximately 12 years. Preliminary tests were extremely successful. The subject learned at an accelerated rate, and at 18 years, testing was complete. In the field, the subject was adept at following orders and completing successful missions. There was a brief lapse in emotion shown by the subject during Mission 23-A. As a result, emotions were discouraged. A restraining device was functioned. During an operation, a stimulator was placed at the base of the brain stem, triggering certain nerves. When in use, the restraining device, which is tuned into the stimulators placed within the subjects' brain, excites pain nerves throughout the body, causing the subject to be incapacitated. Superiors are strongly encouraged to use the restraining device if they feel the need to.

Warnings: Subject is extremely dangerous. Subject must at no time be shown special treatment. Subject is to remain in locked quarters unless on a mission, or on designated 'public time'. Subject must not be allowed to form friendships or attachments. This could prove to cause fatal errors in judgement during missions. Do NOT approach subject when eyes are gold. This designates that the Weapon is active.

Status: MISSING

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Fairfield closed the file. He could have read on, but it wasn't like he hadn't memorized it in its entirety anyway. He sighed as he sat at his desk. He had almost grown too attached to Juno. But at the end of the day, he always remembered she was only a tool. It wasn't like she was a real person. Sure, she had emotions and such. After all, she was moulded on a human design. Juno Alex was designed to infiltrate enemy stations and gather information. She also functioned as a 'cleaner'. Stick her in a room full of enemies, and they'd be all cleaned out in a matter of minutes. It was just too bad that there wasn't enough money to fabricate a new one. Juno Alex had cost thousands of millions of dollars in technology and manpower.

"DAMN!"

Captain Robert Fairfield smashed his fist on his desk. She was going to cost him his appointment as director of homeland security! He had it in the palm of his hand, the one thing that would ensure his country be the most powerful in the world. And now, all his dreams came smashing down. He knew he should have installed an independent thought restraint as well. But it was too late now.

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Juno watched as her Captain sat down on the rock. She knew he would wait there until she told him everything. Despite the heat, Jones had taken out his pipe and was now smoking it contently in front of her. She started towards him and sat herself down beside him. She looked at him briefly, but his expression was still serious.

"I was scared," she said finally. She waited for a reply, but there was none. Fidgeting with her hands, Juno continued. "I was scared at first because I didn't know what was going on. My first thought was that you'd be angry with me. But then there was so much chaos around me. I got…well…I was worried. About you. Don't ask why. I just was, that's all. Then when I saw you, you were fighting against four men. There were four of them. But only one of you. I thought they were going to hurt you." Juno lowered her voice. "Then I got angry."

"Then you must remember that anger. You must remember the way you felt when it happened. Can you do that, Miss Alex?"

"I…I think so…"

Quickly, Jones got up. "Then show me, Miss Alex!" He had put away his pipe and was now holding his sword. Its tip pointed at her face.

The look on her face was of pure shock. "I can't…I can't fight you, sir! I won't!"

Jones sneered at her. "You will obey me. That was part of our accord!"

"But I don't have my weapons here."

"Then you will dodge my attacks until you find something you can use!" And with that, Jones swung and swiftly cut a shallow line across her face.

Juno touched the wound. She saw blood on her hand. But already, she could feel it closing up, slowly. She was feeling shocked and angry. Why would he ask her to fight him? And why would he hurt her like this? She looked at him, but all she could see in his eyes was a challenging look. He was challenging her. Juno thought for a second. When she looked at him again, he could tell by her eyes that she had accepted his challenge.

Jones lunged forward, but Juno had already jumped off and had landed behind him. Swiftly, she ducked down deep and swept her foot, knocking Jones off of balance. She knew he would have been expecting a roundhouse kick. Juno was trying to recall all the emotions she had felt when she had changed into that killer. As soon as she heard the splash marking that her Captain had hit the water, she stood back, and took a stance. She would wait until he got up. Bad idea… His eyes were furious. Fear crept into Juno for only a second. That's it! That's the same fear! She harnessed the emotion and tried to remember what her anger was like. Think, think, think! But it was too late. Jones had moved in fast, and as he lunged this time, his sword didn't miss. It penetrated deep into her left thigh.

"HA! HA! Don't tell me, that's all you've got, Miss Alex!" Jones put his face close to hers, "I want more from you," he whispered.

First, there was pain. But then, a burning sensation deep in her gut. This is it. This is the one I was looking for. Juno screamed a feral growl, and grabbed Jones' wrist. "More, you say? You want more?!" She was in hysterics again, but Davy could see it in her eyes. A golden sheen was coming across them.

Juno pushed Jones off with all her might and as he toppled backward, she jumped. She jumped and her foot collided with his chest, sending him backward even further. She couldn't wait, though. She couldn't wait for him to stop moving. Juno ran toward Jones and kicked his sword into the air. She caught it and as he landed, she put her right foot on his chest. The sword fell back down and she caught it, pointing it at his throat. "Is this what you want, Captain?"

Jones had been surprised at her strength all of a sudden. But it was her speed more than anything that astounded him. He didn't even have time to react as she jump kicked him and managed to even get his sword out of his hand. Now that he was staring up at her, he saw the coldness in her golden eyes. His own sword was pointed at his very throat, but he didn't care. She had done it!

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Maccus had run toward the direction of that inhuman growl the second he heard it. Koleniko and a few others had joined him. As they got to the lagoon, all they could see was their Captain, lying on the beach shallows, and Juno, with her foot on his chest, sword aimed at his throat.

"JUNO! I'LL KILL YOU!" Maccus ran towards them. He couldn't believe that she would do this after everything. She had tricked them! All she really wanted was the control of the Dutchman and the Kraken!

But Maccus stopped short when he heard laughter coming from his Captain.

For that one distracted moment when Maccus had yelled, Juno had lost her concentration and Jones began to laugh. He shot out his claw and grabbed her by the neck as he stood up. As she dropped the sword, he picked it up and sheathed it again. He looked right into her brown eyes and said, "Kill you? But I think not, Miss Alex. I think, I would like to use you." He put her down and looked at Maccus and the other surprised crewmembers. "Not to worry. Only conducting a test, here. As you were."

As the crew slowly retreated, one of them stayed behind. It was Maccus.

"Everything is fine, Maccus. You may go." This time, it was more of an order. Jones had pointed in the direction the rest of the crew had went. Maccus had looked at both of them before he shook his head and walked away. There was a heavy silence between Juno and her Captain.

"Please don't make me do that again," she whispered.

Jones turned to look at Juno again. She was just standing there, staring at the floor again. Why does she do that?

"I don't want to fight you. I don't want to hurt-" she was surprised as he took a step closer, right in front of her, "you."

Jones' eyebrows furrowed. "Hurt? Me? Lass, you could never hurt me." He tilted her face up to his. "I'm Davy Jones. Devil of the sea, what all men fea-" He was about to say more, but she was looking at him differently. She was breathing fast, and her breaths were shallow. Her mouth was slightly open. Suddenly, she grabbed the sleeve of his coat with her left hand and rested her right above his belt, pulling herself towards him. Jones barely had time to react as she stood on her toes and kissed him.

For the second time in his life, time stopped for Davy Jones. He wasn't sure of what to do. But it seemed Juno was. Her lips pressed into his own and her body was warm. She was clutching onto his sleeve so tightly, as if she would fall at any moment. Unable to control himself, Davy Jones kissed back. He had forgotten what it felt like, to have someone so close. It was only when he felt her tongue in his mouth that he realized what he was doing.

"Wench!" he hissed as he pushed her away from him. Her face was flushed like mad and she was breathing as if she'd just run a marathon. She fell back, and landed in the shallow water, her face betraying her emotions as she tried to explain herself.

"I…I'm sorry…I-" Juno didn't know what to say. She stopped trying when she felt tears roll down her face. Turning from him, she just sat there in the water, crying.

Jones walked past her a few steps, towards the deep. He turned back once to look at her. He opened his mouth as if to say something, but he didn't. He just looked at her, his expression hard and angry. What she didn't know, was that he was angry with himself. Quickly, he turned around, and disappeared into the sea.

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A while later, Juno got up and walked back to the beach, where her now clean clothes were already dry. She lay down on the grass and tried to clear her mind. She couldn't stop thinking about what had just happened. Why didn't I stop myself? Going back to the Dutchman didn't seem like an option right now. She couldn't face him. Not so soon. He had looked so angry.

As the sky turned dark, Juno heard a dark music coming from the direction of the Dutchman. It was violent, and lonely at the same time. She closed her eyes to listen to it, and fell fast asleep, under the stars. Hours later, on the darkened deck of the Dutchman, the Captain stood at the railings, his arms crossed on top of them as he leaned heavily against his ship. He was looking out to the sea, his eyes full of a melancholy sadness. As he listened to the sound of the waves lapping against the ship, he thought about Juno, and their kiss. He knew he should never have let it happen…but she had been so warm, and so small, ready to be –

Jones shook his head, and pushed the thoughts away. It was going to be one of those nights again…

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Author's note: Thanks for the reviews, and for the ppl who have added my story to their favourites! Don't worry, Jones is gonna use to his advantage the fact that he's now got himself a trained weapon on board. He's also gonna have to wrestle with his inner emotions! shock Lol! Anyway, thanks again, guys!