Hello everyone, this is just a little story I'm doing on the side of Lost Lives. I will be updating this one, but Lost Lives takes top priority.

Anyway, enjoy!

And until next time, peace!

Also, I am accepting some oc's to throw in this, so just send me their details and maybe I'll put them in. :)

Until next time, Peace!

In the world, some are bound in chains... Chains of love, death, lies, punishment, guilt.

Chains that can not be broken very easily. These chains hold them back, pin them down.

These chains can bond souls, free others, and change destiny's.

And these chains, will be broken.

In the cool of the dawn, a ship arrived at a harbor. The mast stood tall, the sails blowing in the wind, as the ship came to a hault.

Emerging from the darkness of dawn, a golden bear walked up to the edge of the ship.

A blue bandana was wrapped around his head, his sword tucked safley into a poutch at his side. His slightly torn shorts blew in the breeze, as he glanced onto the

beach in front of him. "All clear, captian." He called out, dropping anchor into the sea, bounding the ship to the ocean floor.

From the captain's cordors, a tall fox came out.

His hook shimmering in the dawn's light, his yellow eyes squinting as they adjusted to the bright new day.

"No sign o any looters, Gold?" He asked, looking to him.

Gold turned back, and nodded. "Yeah, best be gettin to the village, maybe go to the pub?" He smiled, brushing some dirt off his paws.

"Heh..." The fox chuckled, shaking his head and stretching, yawning. "There be plenty o time fer drinkin, Gold. But first we be goin and getting more supplies.

We best be leavin before tommorrow..." He smiled, looking over as the lid of the bunks opened.

From it, Emereged a brown bear. His hair frizzy and poofy. He was brushing through it with his paws, and yawned.

His blue eyes had trouble adjusting to the new brightness that was in front of him, but he quickly kept walking along.

"Mornin, Captain..." He smiled, passing Foxy as he fixed his fur.

"Mornin Freddy..." Foxy replied, stretching once more, looking at the brown bear as he passed by. "Are the others wake yet?"

"Nah. Chica's stirrin a bit... I think they're bout to get up though, we did have a big night last night..." Freddy chuckled, putting his hat on.

"Aye, now if only she weren't tha only lass on the crew..." Foxy laughed, walking over to the edge of the ship. Turning to look at Gold, Foxy smiled a bit.

"Gold, can ye go wake em? Just tell em to watch the ship... We'll go out and get what we need... And maybe have few drinks here and there too..."

The golden bear nodded, and went down into the cabin.

Foxy, Gold and Freddy were heading out the the village.

Their swords with them, slid into their poutches.

In the distance, they could see the village. The livestock were grazing along side the fences on the outskirts of town.

Licking his lips Freddy grinned. "Maybe buy us a cow... Have some steak?" He chuckled, turning back to the others.

"Yeah, Freddy. We can obviously keep a cow alive and healthy on a ship..." Gold chuckled.

"What be wrong with fish?" Foxy asked, chuckling at the whole conversation.

"Oh, having them everyday maybe? Eating them alot maybe? Their stupid fish faces maybe?"

"Maybe they think your face is stupid Freddy..." Gold said sarcasticaly.

"Hush. We be here." Foxy said, walking into the village.

Several children ran and played in the grass, some of them gasping in awe at the three pirates.

Foxy heard a little gray wolf pup gasp in amazement.

"Look! It's a pirate! I want to be like them when I grow up!" She giggled, turning to another child.

"We'll be the best pirates ever!" Another one said, pretending to pull a sword out from an imaginary poutch.

While some children were in awe about the three, others were fearful.

Most children were told bed stories about evil pirates. Ones that killed everyone and everything.

Now granted, they didn't know what kind of pirate's Foxy and the other's were, but most pirates were looked down upon, feared by all.

But Foxy and his crew weren't the insane kind that would burn villages. They only killed other pirates, and even then they were hesitant.

Making their way to the shops, they gathered what they needed. Fruits, supplies, and some new daggers.

Once they were done, Gold slung their animal skin bags over his back.

"We headin back, Captain?" He asked, following Freddy and Foxy to the edge of the village.

"Aye, ye can go back and run the supplies back." Foxy replied, looking at him, the gold bear nodding and vanishing.

Freddy sighed and looked over at Foxy. "Out of both of us, he got the powers..." He chirred softly.

"Eh, Yer still just as valuable..." Foxy smiled, punching him on the arm softly.

Freddy smiled, and started to walk off.

"Where ye be goin now, Fred?" Foxy called out, catching up to him.

"I'm not really in the mood for a drink cap... I'll swap watch with Chica and Bonnie..."

"You sure?"

"Yeah."

"If there be something wrong Fred..."

"Oh, no no! Nothing's wrong. Just... Tired..." He yawned, his blue eyes gazing across the beach at the ship.

"Well... If ye change yer mind... Yer free to join us..." Foxy smiled, patting him on the back with his paw.

"Okay, Captain..." The bear smiled, and started running across the beach to the ship.

Gold jumped off the ship, Bonnie and Chica following close behind him.

Bonnie chuckled and was talking with Chica as the approached the village.

"It's been a good while since I've had rum..." Bonnie was saying, Gold rolling his eyes at the comment.

"You just had some a couple weeks ago..."

"...A good while ago..."

The three laughed and met up with Foxy on the outskirts of town.

Foxy looked up and smiled when he saw his friends appraoching him.

"Make sure not the drink too much, Bon." He chuckled, as the three made their way to the pub.

"Uhuh. I get drunk one time Foxy! Once!" Realizing he just called Foxy by his name, he put his paws over his mouth.

"Hush, Bon! Call me captain. Ye know that!" Foxy hissed under his breath.

Turning and looking at the two, Gold lifted up his paws. "Fox- Captain..." He sighed, his ears drooping a bit.

"He didn't mean any-" Foxy turned around the Gold and cut him off.

"I know... But just... Lay low..." He smiled, seeing the others smiling back. "Let's go get a drink... Huh?"

And with that, all of them walked into the pub. The smell of rum filled their nostrils, and the sound of laughter and song filled the air.

Foxy turned to the others, nodding at them. "Stay close, and don't drink more than ye can handle... I'm lookin at ye Bon..." He glared sarcasticaly at Bonnie, who
simply rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"Uhuh, will do, captain..." He chuckled and went off with Chica to another side of the bar.

Foxy and Gold went up and sat together in a seat up by the booth.

A brownish cat walked up to the two, cleaning out a mug with a rag. "What can I get for you two fellas?" She asked, her silver eyes meeting with theirs.

"I'll take a bottle o rum..." Foxy said, Gold ordering the same. The bar tender nodded and went off to get their requests.

The bells on the front door rang and a huge wolf walked in, holding chains in his hand. Several people came in, differant in size and age.

Chains bound on their hands and feet. Some were beaten, some weren't. Foxy's ears perked up and he turned and saw them.

Gold shook his head. "Sad..." He sighed, picking up the bottle of rum and drinking some of it.

Foxy nodded and sighed. "Aye..." He glanced up and scanned through the line of slaves, one catching his eye in peticular.

Now, he and his crew were very much against having slaves, but they had freed some here and there in the past, buying them and setting them on their way.

But Foxy locked eyes with a pair of blue ones. An orange cat, only around sixteen, was bound in chains.

Her black leather jacket covered with some blood, not of her own. The bottom of her grey and red striped shirt was torn, along with her black shorts.

Gold glanced back at Foxy, who was now just staring at this girl.

"You wantin to set her free, captain?" Gold asked, pulling out a bag of gold.

"Aye..." He whispered, extending his paw, Gold setting the bag into his paw.

The wolf glanced around the bar, and yelled. "SLAVES!" He called out, gaining the attention of several people in the bar, who all went up and started negotiating prices for them.

"Hurry, before she gets bought..." Gold whispered, and Foxy jumped out of his seat, going up to the wolf.

"Want a slave?" He asked, grinning proudly, much to Foxy's disqust.

"Y-Yeah..." He said, gripping the bag of gold tightly. "How much for that one?" He asked, pointing to the orange cat.

Felicity's eyes widened, and she lowered her ears fearfuly.

"The cat?" The wolf asked, glancing at her. "She's not a very hard worker... Looks much too weak to last long..."

He chuckled, and glanced at Foxy, who was staring at her.

"OH. You're wanting her for other things, are you?" The wolf grinned.

"W-WHAT?! NO! Just... How much is she?" Foxy asked, trying to hide his anger at such a accusation.

"Well... If you're wanting something so... small... I'd say... twenty gold..." The wolf shrugged, grinning as Foxy dropped the peices of gold into his paws, the sound
of the metal clicking against each other as it did so.

The wolf turned to another wolf, who was gaurding the slaves. "Hey! Get the orange cat girl unchained, will ya?" He asked, lifting his muzzle up, pointing towards her.

"She ain't gonna last long..." He chuckled, unlocking her cuffs.

"That's what I tried to tell him..." The other one laughed as Felicity rubbed her wrists, looking up at Foxy.

Foxy smiled a bit and motioned for her to follow him, and out of fear and submission, she did so.

Jumping back up into his seat, Foxy patted the seat next to him, looking back at Felicity.

"Ye can sit here, lass..." He smiled, picking up the bottle of rum and drinking some.

Silently, Felicity crawled up into the seat and glanced up at him, not knowing how to react.

"Oh, come on, Don't be shy." Gold smiled, leaning forward, farther than Foxy so that she could see him.

"What be yer name, lassie?" Foxy asked, smiling.

"F-Felicity..." She answered, her hair hanging in her face.

"Felicity... That be a name..." Foxy smiled and took another drink of rum, wiping his lips after.

He turned back to her, smiling. "Ye drink rum, lass?"

"N-No... I've never tried..." She said in a low, gentle voice.

"Well ye want some?" Gold asked, smiling at her.

Now getting a little more comfortable with them, Felicity smiled and nodded.

"A little... I... I guess..."

A toothy grin came across Foxy's face. "EY! Could we get another bottle o rum over here?" Foxy hollered across the bar.

The brown cat walked by, setting another bottle of rum on the counter.

Reaching out slowly, Felicity grabbed onto it and sniffed it, squinting as she did, her nose crinckling up.

Gold saw this and laughed. "It tasts better than it smells. Trust me, I used to think it smelled revoulting too. You just kinda get used to it..."

As the golden bear and Foxy took another drunk of rum, Felicity slowly tipped the bottle up, expecting it to be gross.

Opening her eyes, and taking a drink, she set the bottle down and smiled, wiping some off of her lips.

"That's not bad..." She smiled, turning to the two.

"Aye." Foxy chuckled, taking another drink of his and setting the now empty bottle down. "Ye almost done, Gold?" He asked, glancing over at him.

Taking his last drink, Gold placed the empty bottle on the table and licked his lips.

"Sure am." He said, and turned back to the tender. "One to go please." He requested, the tender nodding and fetching him another bottle.

"Ye really need another, Gold?" Foxy asked, brushing some dust off his leather jacket.

"It's not for me. It's for Freddy..." He smiled, grabbing onto the bottle and throwing some gold onto the counter.

Foxy nodded and turned back to Felicity, who was just now taking her last drink of rum.

"Geeze..." Foxy chuckled, staring at the cat as she placed her now empty bottle on the counter. "Never seen a lass drink a bottle that fast..."

Felicity smiled a bit, and Foxy extended his paw out to her. "Come on. We best be gettin back to me crew..." The pirate fox said, helping her up.

Gold smiled and shook his head. "More lasses he said..." He thought to himself.

Walking over to another side of the bar, Foxy locked eyes with Chica, who was now helping a drunk Bonnie from falling over.

Rolling his eyes, Foxy watched as Gold came over and picked him up. "How many did he have this time?" He asked, slinging the drunken rabbit over his shoulder.

"Five or six..." Chica smiled a bit, following the two out of the bar, into the village. "I swear he can drink more and more everytime..."

"Why do we even let you two go off without us?" Foxy chuckled, shaking his head.

Chica turned and looked over to Felicity, who was following them, silently.

"Who's the cat?" Chica asked, glancing at Gold and Foxy.

"Her name be Felicity..." Gold smiled, holding onto Bonnie tighter, as the drunk rabbit almost slipped from his grasp.

Foxy stretched as they walked onto the beach, their ship just in the distance.

"Oh, yeah..." He said suddenly, stopping dead in his tracks, Felicity stopping too.

Glancing at Chica and Gold, he motioned toward the ship with his paw.

"You two- three, go back to the ship. I'll be there shortly." The two nodded, and walked off.

Felicity stood nervously as Foxy turned and looked at her.

"I-I don't keep slaves..." He sighed, looking up at her now shocked face.

"Then why did you..."

"I buy em and set em free... I had to wait till we were gone though so no one would try to capture ye again..."

"S-So... What now?"

There was a moment of silence, the salty cold breeze blew in their fur, blowing some sand across the beach, as the first stars of twilight began to shine.

"Well... Ye go back to yer home..." He finaly spoke up, his ears drooping slightly as the wind picked up.

"I... Don't have a home..." Felicity sighed, glancing away at him, down at the ground.

A wave of sadness washed over the two, as Foxy finaly spoke up once more. "Well... How does it sound to be a pirate?" He asked, seeing her eyes glow with exitement.

"R-Really?!"

Foxy nodded, smiling at Felicity as she swished her tail back and forth hapily in the breeze. "Aye..."

Felicity followed him up into the ship, Freddy glancing at her curiously as she walked up.

"Who's that?" He asked, sniffing the air breifly.

"Her name be Felicity... And she's the newest member o the crew..."

A wave of delight swept across them all, execpt for Bonnie who was passed out in his cabin.

Foxy turned to Felicity, handing her a sword.

Her eyes locked on the sword, as she slowly reached out her paws and took it from his grasp.

Looking up at him, he nodded and smiled. "Welcome to the crew, Fel..."