Return of the sparrows : POTC

7

Lily watched Davy Jone's crew play Deception with little interest, she had nothing else to do as they were docked for the moment being. Not docked exactly at a dock but docked in the middle of the ocean while Davy Jones decided what to do. She had seen him earlier at the helm, cursing everything that was in his path. She didn't know what was bothering him, and nor did she care, but it was curious.

"Wondering how it's played?" Bootstrap asked Will.

"I understand. It's a game of deception. The game includes all the dice, not just your own. What are they waging?"

Bootstrap chuckled as the crewmen below lost, "The only thing we have, years of service."

"And any crewman can be challenged?"

"Aye anyone."

Will got a determined look on his face, something Lily didn't like because it usually meant he was about to do something stupid, and stood up. "I challenge Davy Jones."

Silence took over the entire ocean and Lily's insides seemed to stop with the noise. Will challenge Davy Jones to deception? That was probably the stupidest thing Will could do. She looked at Bootstrap, who looked back with alarm, and was about to say something to Will but Davy Jones's footsteps stopped her. Davy Jones appeared and smirked.

"I accept."

Will traveled down to the floor and sat on a stool across from Davy Jones. Lily followed, all the while biting her nails nervously. She noticed Davy Jones glance up at her when she put her hand on Will's shoulder but she ignored it. He had been looking at her a lot lately when she was around Will.

"The stakes?" Davy Jones gurgled.

"My soul, an eternity of servitude." Will ended the sentence with sort of a whimper since Lily's hand was gripping his shoulder like a vice.

"Against?"

"I want this." Will tossed the cloth with the drawing in front of Davy and Lily gasped. He was willing to give up his soul just to get a stupid key? Why in the world did he want the key that badly? Then she remembered Jack told him it would save Elizabeth and she frowned. He was obviously willing to sacrifice himself for Elizabeth, which meant he was probably in love with her.

Lost in her thoughts she failed to notice the game had started, and that Bootstrap had joined in at the last minute. He refused to let his only son be stupid and give up his soul for a key. Not when he could do something about it.

The die was cast and Lily watched in agony as Will and Bootstrap glanced at their die. They spoke in turn, giving off numbers of how many die there were of one number and Lily twitched when Davy Jones smirked. He thought he had won, but Lily knew Will had something up his sleeve.

"Welcome to the crew lad." He chuckled.

"Twelve five's." Bootstrap piped up suddenly. Every head turned to him in disbelief. "Twelve five's, call me a liar."

"And be called a liar myself for my trouble." Davy Jones snarled. He tossed Bootstraps cup away to reveal his 3's and 2's. " Bootstrap Bill you're a liar and you will spend an eternity on this ship. Mister Turner, feel free to go ashore. The minute the next time we make port."

Laughing Davy Jones left, along with the crew, leaving Will and Bootstrap sitting at the table. Lily had gripped Will's shoulder so hard he figured blood was no longer circulating to that area.

"You fool." He snapped at his father.

"I couldn't let you lose."

"It was never about winning or losing."