(AUTHOR'S NOTE: Yeah, I know, not a very good story, but hey, I'm trying. O.o;;; Anyways, yeah, this is another Davy Jones/OC story, but bear with me. I'm trying to make it exciting as well.

---Bootstrap Begley)

Chapter Two: Blackness

Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me…

Blackness.

It surrounded her from all sides, engulfing her. She couldn't move. She couldn't breathe. She had her hands clapped around her mouth, as though she were trying hard not to make any sound. She tried to remove her hands from her lips. Couldn't. She tried again, but no matter how many times she attempted it, she ended up failing. So she prayed. She prayed that God would shine his light upon this dark and frightening place. She prayed that she could move. That she could breathe.

Her prayers were answered after a long time of sitting and waiting in complete and utter darkness. A small sliver of moonlight shone through the darkness. Once her vision was used to the dim light, she noticed that this wasn't just plain darkness. It was a room; a wooden floor was beneath her. An organ sat in the far corner of the room, coral pipes surrounding her from all sides. The door was cracked, letting in the moonlight.

"Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me…" the voice came again. A little girl's voice, singing ever so softly to her as she sat in the middle of the organ room. She stood, weaving a little on the spot, but standing none the less. She took one step forward with difficulty; she felt as though she had been frozen for centuries. She broke from her frozen state when she took another step. She headed for the door, one arm outstretched to reach the doorknob. She was almost there….

"C'mon, beauty! No time for sleepin'!" someone laughed harshly as a kick was delivered to Noelle's stomach. Noelle grunted, having been laying on the dank, hard deck for quite some time now. She looked up and her gray eyes widened. Clanker stood above her, grinning nastily. She stared up in wonder, then in fear. On instinct, she backed away (which was hard to do in a dress), then stood, turning around… and bumping right into Maccus, a half hammer-head shark pirate, who turned and glared, baring his teeth when he spoke, "Watch where you're going, bitch!" She yelped and ran out the door to the hold, up onto the deck, only to find more of the crew. Greenbeard, who was at the helm, turned and glared, but grinned a harsh, cruel grin at her.

"'Allo, missy," he said. She tried to back away, but she would fall backwards down the stairs if she did so, so she froze in place, staring at him. The crew all turned when they heard Greenbeard, only to grin as well. Clanker and Maccus came up from the hold and the Bo'sun readied his scourge. As they closed in, Noelle's senses kicked back in. When the Bo'sun attempted to flick the whip at her, she grabbed the end and yanked it from his hands. The rest of the crew attempted to hold her down, but anyone who got close got hit from the whip in Noelle's hands.

"C'mon!" she yelled. "Is this all you got?" Of course, just as she raised the whip to attack again, a figure in a cloak caught her eye. He was more human than any of the others, with a starfish growing just above and around his left eye. He had seaweed hair that hung around his face limply. He gaped at the crew, staring apologetically at Noelle. Noelle didn't notice she had lowered the whip, and only saw the crewmembers slam into her when it was too late. She hit the floor hard and was knocked unconscious.

Again with the darkness.