Well, here I am with a new Pirate101 story. I've been writing this one for a while now but I only just got my ass in gear and finished it...more or less. I've just got one more bit to write on it and then it'll be done, so I can upload as often as you guys like. I can leave it here if you hate it, or I can have a chapter up a day if you love it. It's really up to you guys. This chapter is the shortest one (I think) and I do try to be consistent with my chapter lengths, but towards the end they do get longer because stuff starts happening. I should also point out that I'm not very good at writing in the chapter format, so I usually break off whenever there's a gap or a timeskip or something to make it flow better. And also, the title is only temporary. I suck at naming things like this, so if you come up with something better then don't hesitate to let me know. Well, that's enough from me. On with the story!

Disclaimer: I do not own Pirate101, but I do own my characters and the plot.


"You sent for me, Commodore?" Keelan asked, standing before his superior officer in what some would call a state of apprehension. The Commodore whirled around from where he had been surveying the large map spread out on the table.

"What's that? Who the devil are you? How did you get in here?" Keelan suppressed a sigh.

"It's Keelan, sir. You asked to see me, remember?" The shaggy dog blinked several times before nodding enthusiastically.

"Ah, of course! Yes, I certainly did. Come here, boy, and listen to what an old dog has to say." Keelan stepped closer, and peered down at the huge map of the Spiral.

"As you know, Valencia is where the Armada originated," he tapped on the bubble which represented Valencia, and Keelan nodded.

"According to information gathered from our men in the field, they've constructed a gargantuan fortress right at the heart of their empire. It is there that Kane is."

Keelan shuddered. Everyone knew about Kane, the leader of the Armada. And everyone was afraid of him and what he was capable of. Keelan didn't know the extent of what he was capable of, but that was something he was perfectly happy not knowing.

"If the war continues at its current rate, the Armada will surely defeat us," the Commodore was saying, which did nothing to inspire confidence in him.

"Which is why it is time for us to take direct action against them, and hit them where it hurts. Do you understand?"

"...Somewhat? Are you saying we're going to mount a massive invasion of the Armada's fortress?" The Commodore shook his head.

"No no, my boy! In fact, it's quite the opposite. No, I was thinking more along the lines of a small, elite team, no more than five or six members. We send them into the heart of Armada territory, they sabotage the fortress and the tides suddenly turn. Any questions?" Keelan nodded, slightly dazed.

"Just the one. No disrespect intended, sir, but where the hell are you going to find the members for this team? Who would be crazy enough to mount such a dangerous mission, the odds of their returning alive are slim, if they even exist at all?" The Commodore shook his head again.

"Sound point, my boy, but you need not worry about such a small detail. I have compiled a list of possible candidates for this group, and I have the utmost confidence that they will not refuse."

"...Alright, but what does that have to do with me?"

"Ah, I was getting to that. These candidates of mine are scattered throughout the Spiral, so in order to unite them as a team we must first assemble them. That, my boy, is where you come in. I wish for you to borrow one of Avery's ships and sail through the Spiral to collect these people. Can you do that for me?"

Keelan was silent for a long time before he nodded. The dog grinned broadly and clapped him on the shoulder, so hard that the boy's knees almost buckled.

"Excellent! You are to leave within the hour. I have written you letters of admission which will get you where you need to go, but that is the extent of what I can do for you. The rest is up to you. You must persuade their superiors that this mission is of the utmost importance, and for the good of the Spiral. Now, go and pack your things, then take this writ down to the Dockmaster and he will organise an appropriate vessel for you. Sail carefully, my boy, and good hunting."


Keelan stood behind the wheel of the frigate Dockmaster Dan had given him, in a bit of a daze. The past hour had been such a whirlwind of activity that he'd hardly had the time to draw breath, and the importance of his mission had yet to sink in. He carefully steered the ship into the wind lane that would carry him safely to Port Regal Skyway, and allowed himself a moment of reprieve as he glanced down at the list in his hand. At least the Commodore had given him that, or he wouldn't have known where to start. It was worryingly short, with only three names scribbled on it along with their locations, but the Commodore had assured him that these people were the best at what they did, and would be invaluable to the team. He had been pointed towards Marleybone first, to seek out one 'Iridian Elfirth'. He'd never even heard of her before. He shrugged and folded the list, slipping it into his pocket before turning his attention back to his steering.


...Well, that was something. I'm not really a fan of plot-centric chapters, but it's the first one and I wanted to give you guys an idea of what's going on. They get longer from here on out, I promise, and you're introduced to more characters as the story progresses. Also, don't hesitate to contact me if you spot any errors like spelling because I'm too lazy to edit properly. Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this, and I hope you stick around for the next few chapters. Read and review if you liked/didn't like it. I'm open to constructive criticism. See you next time :D