This is a collab with ClockworkPikachu
AGES ARE: Sophia:18, Arthur:21, Antonio:23
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Sophia inhaled the ocean breeze as she leaned against the edge of her ship.
"Ah, a pirate's life for me and there's nothing I rather be."
Sophia Hernandez was one of the most dreaded pirates of the seven seas only to be rivaled with three other pirates, Gilbert Beilshmidt, her brother Antonio Carriedo, and the dreaded englishmen Arthur Kirkland.
A deep hatred would be an understatement of what Sophia felt towards Arthur. To be more accurate she absolutely despised him.
Why you may ask well for that we would have to go back a bit
~ TWO YEARS AGO
"Gamn englishmen" said a bloodied Sophia
"Sophia!" yelled a wounded Antonio and threw her a cutlass
Sophia caught the cutlass and started to defend herself from the advanced pirates. As soon as defeated the last ones trying to attack her she started to run over to help her brother, but as luck would have as soon as she took her first step the dreaded Captain Arthur Kirkland.
"So this is the rumored younger sister of Antonio Carriedo." said the dreaded captain in a velvet purr.
"And you must be the j*ck*$$ my brother hates." Sophia retorted.
"Ah, such a temper, that isn't very ladylike now Sophia" Arthur said and waved his finger.
"Who said I was a lady now." she replied
Now if we get into the whole story it would take a while and quite frankly I don't have the time for that so lets just say that Sophia and Antonio managed to escape, Arthur swore he would get them one day, etc.
~Back to present time
"It's so nice when it's quiet." said Sophia
Little did she know that was going to change
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This is part of the first chapter of ClockworkPikachu's new story(which is a prologue to mine)
There is nothing more thrilling than falling. Falling from such a high height and not worrying about who catches you. I like it.
Those are the thoughts that the captain of the feared pirate ship the Sea Dragon as she hung upside down from the rigging to fix a tear in the red paper sail. No one else was awake yet, so there was quiet over the patch of sea where they were anchored. Normally, the captain hid that "he" was a she, but there was no one around to hide from, so she relaxed. Slowly the tear in the red paper was closing. Slowly the memory of yesterday's triumph was fading.
"Damn privateer..." The captain muttered under her breath. "Damn bushy eyebrow bastard. So much work for a small sum." The captain smirked. "Stingy rich bastard."
Yesterday, oddly enough, the Sea Dragon was attacked by a slightly smaller, richer, more queen-loving ship