In a world, where greed resides...
"We are under attack! All hands on deck!"
The strongest men compete against each other...
"Set the cannons! Return the fire!"
To obtain power...
"The mainmast has been damaged! They are coming closer!"
To amass riches...
"Draw your swords! Don't let them set a foot on the ship!"
For fame...
"Fight! We can't die now!
For pride...
"This cannot be..."
For their own sense of justice...
Piracy
A huge, shadowy figure made its way through the hills of dead bodies. Kicking a few of them aside, it got nearer to a single struggling person, who was still alive. With a cold voice, it said:
"Hello there, you must be the captain of these wimps! Tell me, why are you so weak?"
"Sh... Shuddup!", was the captain's answer.
The figure grinned widely and continued:
"So you are just another useless lot. It's good to kill you all and rid the world of a few more weak wannabe buccaneers. You weren't even able to give a good fight, too. Think about what I am going to tell you now, while you rot in hell:
Only the Strong survive."
"I... I told you to shut your damn mouth!"
The shivering captain's face was deformed by rage, and he tried to pierce his sword into the figure. Yet one quick move of his opponent was enough, to cut the attacker's throat. Blood was splattering along the deck and the dead body slumped to the ground.
"Useless..."
"Captain Aaron!",
a female voice shouted from the bow of the overtaken ship.
The figure turned around and spotted one of his crew members.
"What is it?", it asked.
"Command executed. They hadn't much to steal, but we got everything. We can leave now.",
the female monkey reported.
"They were weak, of course there isn't much to get out of this.", Aaron passed by her, keeping a straight face.
"Uh... right.", was everything she could answer while staring at the captain, who left for his ship.
As soon as the girl intended to follow up, something grabbed her leg. She winced and looked behind, spotting an arm belonging to another alive monkey. With eyes full of hatred, with a stare, which would be able to kill, the half-dead monkey shouted:
"You bastards! How dare you!"
His temple was bleeding and he tried to raise himself, yet failed miserably. The piratess drew her saber and yelled at him with a harsh voice: "Let go or else I will cut off your arm!" The boy didn't react. She got angry and swang her weapon only to be hold back by Aaron, saying:
"Calm down, young lady. Don't overreact so quickly, think before you act. Let's take him with us."
"What!? Him?", the girl asked, being totally surprised.
"If you've understood the command, don't question it.", Aaron answered calmly and left.
Sighing and putting the sword back into its sheath, the piratess affronted the monkey, who had fallen into unconsciousness now.
"What does Aaron expect of this?", she thought while carrying the wounded boy on her shoulder to Aaron's ship.
Chapter 1 - Encounter
The young monkey boy found himself sitting in the corner of a gloomy cabin, lit up weakly by an oil lamp. His head ached and he tried to feel out the injury. To his surprise, a bandage was wrapped around his forehead. Blinking a few times, the boy looked around, attempting to recall what has happened. The only thing he could remember had to do with a raid into his ship and something he grabbed at. Still in wonderment, the boy surveyed the cabin. Some barrels, on which the oil lamp stood, were positioned next to a window, across from it was a wooden door. A few rope bunches lay in the corner in front of him. The floor boards creaked with every step he took, as he wanted to take out a look of the window. The glass was dirty and the boy could hardly see through it. Now that he spotted the stormy ocean with its high waves and dark clouds, the monkey noticed a light shaking throughout the room. He looked down at himself. His grey cloth slacks had some scratches at the bottom, the shirt couldn't be called a shirt anymore due to its torn condition, his tail was all felted. Only his red handkerchief was in a somewhat good state.
Suddenly the doorknob began to move. With a loud crash the wooden door was slammed against the wall. The boy turned around and frowned instantly.
"You!", he shouted.
"Oh, you recognize me?", the person, who turned out to be the piratess from the raid, responded, "At least, you are finally awake."
The angry monkey eyed up the girl in front of him. She was young, approximately his age, which was around seventeen. The most salient part of her was the large ponytail behind her black hat, which displayed a skull in the shape of an ape's. It was blonde, nearly golden and ranged almost to the hips. Her bangs, also blonde, showed a little underneath the hat. Her eyes were emerald green, accentuated by the ring in her right ear. Under the black leather vest she wore a white cotton shirt, which provided a nice contrast. A small part of her flat stomach showed, which soon got taken over by a red plaid skirt stopping just above the knees. A noble sheath, containing a saber of strong metal, was attached to it on the left side. Unlike him or the other monkeys he had known, she had no tail. Without having time to think about it, the girl came closer and asked with a sharp voice:
"Name?"
"Why should I tell...", was everything the boy was able to answer, because the piratess seized him by the collar and pushed him against the wall.
"Name?", she asked once again, while staring into his black eyes.
"... Diddy...", the boy answered slightly cowed.
"Fine.", the piratess let go of him, "Now that this is out of the way, I can go back to the captain. You stay here and don't make a noise!"
"Heh, stupid b..."
"Hold it!", the girl pointed her finger at Diddy, who startled.
The girl turned around and walked towards the exit, saying across the shoulder:
"My name is Dixie, got it?"
With that, she closed the door and left the room.
"Damn, what is going on here? What do they want from me?"