I own nothing.
I present: Davy Jones
Ships: Fruk
Renee watched the horizon. Nothing had changed since the sun had gone down and nothing will change as long as that fool of a Captain and his former first mate continued to fight over the interpretations of the map of Davy Jones's Locker.
That stupid Spaniard went and got himself killed because of a debt and since he had failed to pass his Piece of Eight to a successor; most likely his little lover Romano, Renee had to get her hands dirty and bring him back to life.
"I'm telling you Antonio, we have to keep sailing to get out of here!" A German voice yelled.
"No! We have to be upside down!"
"That makes no sense!"
Fools. Every single one of them.
She watched and waited as glowing lifeboats floated towards the massive ship.
The newly drowned.
They made her sick.
'This was his job. His task!' she thought. 'Why must he do this?' She felt her eyes fill with tears.
"Mother?" a timid voice of a young lady behind her called out.
"This was his task. His duty."
It did not take a fool to know that she was talking about the monster Davy Jones.
"What was his duty mother?"
"He was tasked by the goddess Calypso to ferry the souls of those expired at sea to the other side. He had immortality, a goddess lover, and a child. But he became a monster." Renee spat.
There was a stunned silence at her bitterness. Why was she bitter? She didn't know Davy Jones personally.
Did she?
"You mean," Gilbert cleared his throat. "Tentacles wasn't all tentacally?"
"No." Her voice was cold but held a fondness. "No. He was a man."
The pirates on board the Beso de muerte were wary of the voodoo priestess and her daughter? Companion? Apprentice?
...
It stormed. He was used to storms for that was when he sailed best and took upon new crew desperate to escape death. They met death anyway whether it be by his cutlass or the living death he subjected them to.
Finding the ten foot waves boring, he went inside his cabin and proceeded to play the piano covered in barnacles.
At first it was just to relieve himself of his frustration of that Spaniard escaping his Locker but then it turned sad.
He knew the medley he played but he couldn't place it so he stopped and one of the tentacles on his beard pulled out the locket he wore around his neck. Against his wishes, it opened the locket to reveal the painting of a beautiful woman with wild blonde hair. As wild and as free as the sea. Her blue eyes were as blue as the sea and just as fierce.
The woman was every bit like the sea. Strong, wild, free. But she was a goddess as well so there was a peacefulness to her madness.
He fondly remembered the nights where he held her.
She would run her fingers through his hair and he would kiss her soft neck.
The words of love he would whisper in her ears and the vow of love she pledged to him as the continued in their nightly shenanigans that left marks upon their bodies and the way their bodies felt afterwards.
The tentacles on his beard caressed the locket as if she was there, in front of him, and faithful.
Not the whore that gave birth to the bastard she turned out to be.
...
Michelle gazed at her mother from the other side of the ship. She didn't know what she was saying to Gilbert, but he wasn't affected until she snatched his wrist and turned it to bones and tendons before she blinked and it was gone.
"Romano and Feliciano! Take this fish wife down to the brig!" Gilbert yelled at the two Italian brothers.
"This way Signora Fish." the happy Italian chirped while the other grumbled.
What did Gilbert know about her mother that she didn't know herself?
"So Michelle, could you possibly answer a question that I have?" Elizaveta asked.
"Of course!" Michelle smiled at her friend.
"It's about your father. Do you know who he is?"
"Is this about the color of my skin? I know that I have light brown skin while my mother has pale skin and that can be excused for the sun and the fact that we live off the coast of Fort de France. But I have no idea who the man that I should call father is or where in the seven seas he is, but I know that my mother loves me and that is enough."
"I meant no harm, I was just curious as to who you thought he might be."
"My mother would always refuse to tell me. She said that he was doing his duty and that she will remain faithful as long as he did his task."
The two friends were silent as they watched the cliffs of Shipwreck came into view.
...
Emil watched as Davy Jones and Roderich Edelstein argued over who had the real power.
"I control the seas! I control who live and who dies!"
"Be that as it may, you are not God and I have your heart."
The tension was so thick you could cut with a dull blade.
"Fuck you." then Davy Jones sank through the ship and left.
"Now that dominance has been established, tell me where the Court is meeting." He got up in Emil's face and wouldn't back down.
"You should not have pissed off Jones. He is the one who would know."
Roderich smacked him across the face.
...
Renee sat in the cell while the Court discussed her fate. They knew who she was but the knowledge that she was the sea goddess Calypso, that she kept from her daughter.
She found herself humming a medley that brought up memories.
Some painful, some happy, all of him.
She pulled out a locket and opened it. Inside was a lock of his golden hair and a love note; promises of many things.
Renee closed it, wiped a tear from her cheek, and stopped humming.
But the humming continued in a deeper, more masculine tone.
Renee turned around and her heart began to beat wildly in her chest. Out of the shadows, a creature of which humanity showed through his speech and his walk. The rest was of the sea.
Renee ran to the cage door. "My love you have come for me! It has been torment. Away from the sea, from the sky, from you!"
"For ten years, I have worked to ferry souls to the other side. For ten years, I yearned to quit and return to you. When those ten years were up, there was a child that was not mine. Why wasn't she mine?" With each sentence, he took one step closer to the woman behind bars.
"Believe what you will, but I was faithful to you and Michelle is your daughter!" She spat at him. The same argument from long ago.
"She was a baby when I returned!" he roared.
"You missed out ten years of your daughter's life! Pardon me for wanting to give you what you missed out on!" she yelled back.
"You deserved what you got."
"You are many things Arthur Kirkland. But you have never been cruel. Not to women. So what makes me so special?" She reached through the bars and touched the place where his heart should have been. When she placed her hand on his chest, he turned human.
"Calypso?" His beautiful green eyes filled with many emotions. Grief, pain, regret, love, happiness. His long blond hair dirty and wild. Where there was tentacles, there was a bit of stubble.
"When I get free, I will carve out my heart and I will give it to you so we will always be together. Forever!"
Arthur reached his hand through the bars to caress her cheek.
"It is a shame that you no longer have a heart."
She pulled her hand back and Arthur was now Davy Jones.
Davy Jones melted through the bars and was now in the cell with his former lover.
"What fate do you have planed for your captors?" He asked.
"Death. Every single one of them shall die. Their last breath will be of a cry of forgiveness. They shall know the extent of my cruelty!" She gripped the bars and growled an inhuman growl.
Davy Jones nodded and turned to leave.
"And what of your fate? Arthur Kirkland?" Her voice soft and sad. All of the love she felt for him, she could almost burst. All her sadness and pain, threatened to spill out in the form of tears.
He paused.
"My love and heart shall always belong to you." And with a nod, he left.
...
Renee was ready for the stupid macaroni brothers. She knew that Gilbert was a lunatic, but she didn't think that he would be this psychotic to release a goddess with a very deep grudge and loathing for man.
"Mother? What is going on? They say that you are Calypso but that cannot be. We moved from France when father died." Michelle desperately tried for answers. But she would not get any.
"To release the goddess, bring forth the Pieces of Eight!" Gilbert bellowed.
"This is mad! Stop this now Gilbert!" Alfred cried.
"I intend to win this war and I will not let Roderich rule my seas and kill my brothers and sisters! I will release this goddess and we will win by the strength of our backs and the bond of fellowship because we are a free band of pirates goddamnit!"
With that motivational speech, the Pirate Lords brought their Pieces.
Ivan with King of Clubs card.
Alfred with a King of Spades card.
Yao with a Jack of Spades.
Elizaveta with her Queen of Clubs.
Antonio with an Ace of Diamonds.
Matthew with an Ace of Spades.
Toris with an Ace of Clubs.
Lilli with a Queen of Diamonds.
And lastly, Gilbert with a Joker.
The nine Lords and Ladies threw their Pieces of Eight in a tin bucket with some rum and set it on fire.
"That's it?" Michelle asked unimpressed.
"Well, someone has to say 'Calypso, I release you from your human bonds' but the catch is it must be said as if speaking to a lover." Alfred answered.
"CALYPSO, I RELEASE YOU FROM YOUR HUMAN BONDS!" Gilbert shouted.
Nothing happened.
"You didn't say the words right." Toris said.
"And I suppose you think that you can say it better?" Gilbert mocked.
"Calypso..." Toris moved so he was standing closer to her. He took a deep breath and whispered, "I release you from your human bonds."
The Pieces of Eight burst into flames and Renee began to gasp as her power returned to her at full force. She let out a pained scream and melted into sea water and washed over the side of the boat.
"Well, I didn't know how it was going to happen, but that was not what I expected." Gilbert muttered as he wiped sea water off his face.
...
Unlimited power.
Freedom.
Murderous rage.
Payment.
'Seas, bend to my will and crush them!'
Renee-no, Calypso-summoned the most deadly maelstrom that would suit her needs. How ironic was it that the sea that those petty mortal pirates loved so much would be their grave? Such a poetic ending.
And the power... the power of just this maelstrom was enough to make her cry with bliss.
Not even Neptune could stop her now!
Not when she was on a roll.
"Ca..lyp...so..."
"Arthur?" She opened her eyes to where she saw one of the blond American twins with a knife through the heart of her lover and the other American begging for the one with a sword through his own heart to stay alive.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" The seas shook and the lightning flashed and the waves grew higher and higher.
Arthur's body was in her territory! Hades would not claim her beloved!
...
Arthur woke up on a warm sandy beach. The waves crashing on the shore relaxed him and woke him from his slumber. The nimble fingers combing his hair nearly lulled him back to sleep.
"Calypso?" he murmured.
"I am here love. You are not dead."
He sat up. Arthur noticed that he had human hands and fingers instead of the sea creature limbs that he had before.
"How?"
"You can live with me forever on this island, or, if you wish, I can take you to the afterlife. Where you can sleep peacefully."
He gave his answer with a kiss.
Next: Hans my Hedgehog-Gerame
Request welcome.