#devilishmuses

Starter call 

Gil went mindless. His body moved left to right without any spatial awareness. His ears rang with the overload of sounds reverberating all around him. He couldn’t swallow or speak. He couldn’t breathe. This couldn’t be happening. Not Marina. She was innocent! Those bastards would pay for what they’d done – no matter what happened they would pay.

 A scream brought him back to reality. Rubbing a hand over his face and through his hair he whirled towards the guttural, primal yell. “Jackie! Jackson,” the man called, forcing himself to go towards the gory scene. He dropped to his knees beside his best friend. “Jackie. It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay. They play for this. I promise you. They will pay.”

 He squeezed Jackson’s shoulder with one hand. With the other, he reached and felt her neck. “Jackie, feel her neck. She has a pulse. It’s going to be okay,” he whispered. It was faint and thread. It was barely there. But she had a pulse.

 How many times had the roles been switched? How many times had Jackson been the one to comfort him? How many times had he talked him off a ledge? Too many for him to count.

In all truth, Andrea had no idea why she let Emma talk her into going on a blind date. It was comforting that her roomie and her boyfriend would come along and make it a double date, but still, she was nervous, never actually being the one who would go out on dates. Emma and her arrived first it seemed once they got out of the car in front of the restaurant they were supposed to meet Killian and his brother. It didn’t take them too long to arrive either and Andrea’s eyes immediately focused on her date. She put on a small smile in hopes it would cover how nervous she was. “Umm...hi. I’m Andrea.”

    Davy hated that. He hated the punishment he got from the Gods. And for what?     For loving a woman, the most beautiful and warm woman he’s ever seen, the     mother of his children. Not only was he torn away from her and his boys, he was     forced to do the same to other men - cause them the same pain he had to suffer     every day. For, despite what the legends might tell you, Davy Jones was not heartless. 

    Yet another unfortunate soul he had to collect, yet another life gone too soon, yet     another family torn apart. He didn’t want to look, he couldn’t, he knew what was     it he would see - a man, frightened, beggining on his knees for mercy. 

                         “ Do you fear death? “ 

    He asked, his eyes finally moving to the new passenger of the Flying Dutchman.     And they widened in shock. 

    The curly hair, the birght blue eyes, eyes he would never forget, eyes that      haunted him for nearly four decades now, the eyes of his beloved. Those     both their boys had inherited. 

It felt as if somebody tore the veil of invisibility off her, as if her punishment to live in solitude for the rest of her days was broken. Andrea’s heart led her, as if knowing where she was supposed to go - to the place where her True Love was. And her heart was right. There he was, along with his brother, the place where the worst of the worst usually got tossed into the eternal flames now picturing a ship on a calm sea. She didn’t speak, didn’t make a single sound, instead rushed to Liam, wrapping her arms tightly around him while tears fell down her cheeks. 

“You’re here...” She whispered. “You’re really here.”

“We have to move. She’s only slowing us down.” Jordan recognized Ethan’s voice during the heated argument. “Your girl’s a freakin’ time bomb!” She wasn’t even fully awake yet when those words were stated by one of their current companion. Her entire body was still aching from the seizure a couple of hours ago, yet she forced herself to - carefully and unnoticed by the rest of them - sit up against the wall. He was right. Deep inside she knew that Ethan was right that she was a burden, not only for Tyler but the entire group. 

Jo was aware that she owed him for surviving as long as she did by now since she’d ran out of her meds four days ago. There was only one option for her to repay Tyler before it was too late for him to have a chance to survive.