Return of the sparrows : POTC

6

Chapter 6

Whenever an undead man would pass her Lily would emit a deep growl at them. Warning them that if they even looked at her wrong she'd cut whatever man-hood they had left, off. She continued to tie down the cannon that Jones had assigned her to while watching Will do his duties. He was surprisingly well at daily chores on a ship, especially tying down the masts.

"Lily are you alright?" He asked. Lily jumped, she didn't realize he came over to her.

"Aye i'm fine."

Will frowned, he could tell she was hiding something from him. Her nose crinkled when she lied, and it was crinkling now. He looked in the direction that she was looking and saw a man hunched over a barrel. He seemed like an older gentlemen and Lily was looking at him with a mixture of shock and disbelief.

"Can't be." She muttered.

"Turner! Get up ere and secure this cannon!" A crewman shouted. Will huffed and ran up, along with the man that was hunched over the barrel. Lily gasped when she saw his face but thought better of going to him. Perhaps this would work out in her favor.

Rain starting pouring down and she heard an organ starting to play. She knew it was Davy Jones, the man practically lived in front of that over grown piano of his. She ran up on deck and climbed up the mast to tie down loose rigging. While she was up on the mast she saw Will tugging on a cannon rope, along with his father. A crew man yelled for a Turner to tie down the cannon that half the crew was lifting and both Turners ran up.

Lily shrieked when the cannon fell. She looked to see who did it and Will was on the ground, holding the cannon rope. Thinking quick she jumped down and stood in front of Will as the crew hauled him up and stuck him to the mast.

"You'll not be hurting him, it wasn't his fault. It slipped." She snarled.

"Impeding me of my duties? You'll share the punishment." A crew man, who Lily recognized as Bo'Sun, snapped. Turner Sr. walked up and stood in front of Will as well.

"I'll take it all." He said.

"Will ye now?" Lily just noticed Davy Jones had come on deck and she shivered. "And what would prompt such an act of charity?"

Turner Sr. looked at Will briefly and replied, "He's my son."

Davy Jones tilted his head in puzzlement. He looked at Will, then at Bootstrap, then back at Will and grinned. "What fortuitous circumstance be this." He took the whip from Bo'Sun and held it out for Bootstrap to take.

"No." Bootstrap whispered in horror. "No I won't!"

"The cat's out of the bag Mr. Turner. Your issue will feel its sting be it at the Bo'sun's hand or your own."

"It wasn't his fault." Lily shouted. Jones whipped his head around and looked at her curiously. "It's raining and it slipped out his fingers. He's only human!"

Jones continued to look at her then his face softened briefly. He could recognize what tone she was using and he pitied her for a moment. Then he snapped out of it and went to hand the whip to Bo'Sun but Bootstrap grabbed it.

"Ah Miss Lily i'd move if ye don't want to get hurt." Jones smirked while taking her arm. Lily looked away while Will was whipped. Every lash seemed to hit her in the gut, she could hear the pain in Will's grunts and it physically hurt her, when he got hit she gave a small cry. He was getting hurt and it was her fault he was even on this ship.

"You've had it easy boy."

Lily looked back and flinched when Will was thrown below deck. Bootstrap followed him and she attempted to do the same but Jones's tentacle was still around her arm.