DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN PIRATES IN LOVE OR FABLE 3. ALL RIGHTS GO TO VOLTAGE INC. AND LIONHEAD STUDIOS.
It was like any other day on the Sirius ship. Nathan was in the kitchen preparing the next meal, Captain taking swings of his booze up in his cabin, Eduardo at the helm, Thomas and Russell handling the chores, and Christopher restocking the medical bay. What else to make it better than the sun high in the sky, seagulls flying over head, and a breeze was carried amongst the wind.
As usual, Captain Alan and the Rika followed like a shadow. Then as that time came around again, the Rika boarded the Sirius.
"This son of a bitch again."
Annoyance was clear in Eduardo's voice as he got out his gun and made his way down to the deck.
"I am Captain Alan of the-"
"Yes, we know already, would you just shut the hell up please?"
The even more annoyed (and drunk) Captain Morgan trudged his was down as well. By now the Rika crew and Sirius crew, were face-to-face with weapons at the ready. Before they could conduct their daily battle, a familiar sound rang out so loud that everyone was frozen on the spot.
BOOM! WHOOSH!
It was the sound of a cannon firing. They hadn't realized it but ANOTHER pirate ship pulled up...and they weren't too warm as the Rika. Crews of both ships scattered around to get into defense position.
"Dozzy! Get on the helm and support the Sirius!"
"Aye, sir!"
Alan ordered Dozzy and Dozzy responded with a salute. As Dozzy started to prepare, the enemy pirates started to board the Sirius in large numbers. The mixed crew of the Sirius and Rika were back-to-back as the pirates surrounded and out numbered them.
"There is a very, VERY large bounty on your head, Pirate King."
As the crowd of pirates split, the Captain of their ship emerged.
"My, my! Even the Rika is here! What a jackpot we have here, boys!"
From the mouths of the pirates erupted a laughter of pure evil.
"Jimmy, tie them up!"
A man came forward with thick chains dangling from his hand. He was a very...large man. The word "brute" would suffice as an adjective. With an evil smirk on his face, he approached the crew but before he could grab them-Russell sprung towards him with his two swords.
"Russell, Stop!"
Morgan called out, but it was too late as Russell sword clashed with another's. Right before Russell's eyes was the Captain of the enemy ship.
"Resistance is futile."
He whispered and knocked Russell back toward the rest of his crew.
After that little incident, both the Rika and Sirius were tied up to the masts. Rika on one and Sirius on another. Jimmy-as they now knew him as-bounded them with the thick chains that he was carrying.
"Captain, what are we gonna do?"
Christopher asked as he struggled a bit against the chain.
"I have no idea, lets just hope a miracle happens."