Here's Ch. 2 folks!
"Damnit, I missed again" moaned a short, fat sailor as his colleagues laughed at his failure.
"Wow Fred, after ten throws you still completely missed every shot, your aim sucks!" taunted his lanky sailor friend.
"Shut up!"
"Stand back, you guys; here comes the future Fleet Admiral!"
The men turned around to see Kevin the Chore Boy holding another, longer piece of rope with the end tied into an imprompt lasso. He then spotted the giant barrel.
"Wow, that's the biggest barrel I ever seen" he said to himself, as he began swinging the rope.
With a couple of fancy spins, the boy with the 'fro easily grabbed hold of the barrel 30 ft. away and with a mighty tug reeled it into the air and safely landed into his hands.
:D
The men on deck looked at him amazed by the scrawny boy's incredible aim and strength and started cheering and clapping for him. The 'fro boy couldn't help but smirk as the men cheered for him for once.
CLUNK!
"I wonder what's inside?" the Chore Boy asked as he put the barrel down.
"Maybe it could be beer?" Fred suggested.
"Well, if it is, it's our beer now" another sailor smirked. "Oi Kevin, be a good boy go open it up in the storage room."
"Alright" he sighed with annoyance.
He hated being called boy but nevertheless he rolled it downstairs below deck.
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Meanwhile, at the front of the ship…
At the helm, the captain was peacefully keeping the ship on course while whistling 'Blow the man down'. James was quite a tall man with tanned skin, black hair and moustache. The man also wore a white coat, pants, captain's cap and black sunglasses on his forehead.
D:
Everything was going well… until he felt something against his neck. He turned slowly to see in horror a gun pointed at him a by one of his own sailors. But there was something ominous about him as his eyes were shadowed. Before he could ask why the man pushed the tip of his Flintlock closer into him.
"Make one squeak… and you die~" he said in a camp accent but threatening whisper.
The captain quickly turned back in front to the sea in front of him as before. The main differences from before are his widen eyes, bullets of sweat all over his face and was whistling at a much faster pace.
"AIEEEEE!"
James heard a scream and stopped whistling when he realised it came from the main hall where his passengers were.
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In the main hall…
Everybody was staring in bewilderment at the dozens of grinning men that just popped out of nowhere and filled the ballroom. Many were snickering at the fact they were either wearing spandex, frilly collars, dresses and anything else that was pink, despite their masculine bodies. They thought he was part of Hanson's silly act but failed to notice their eyes were filled with malice and savagery.
D:
However, their amusement was short lived as the strange-looking men pulled out their guns and started shooting up at the celling. This was more than enough to generate panic among the rich people and started screaming and tried to run like crazed chickens but had nowhere to run to with all the exits blocked by the cross-dressing thugs pointing their Flintlocks at them.
They all smirked at the cowering passengers.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Suddenly, everyone stopped in their tracks and turned to the comedian that was standing at the centre of it all with a big rifle and his fat lips formed a sinister smile across his face.
"Fufufufufu! Alright boys you've had your fun~" the comedic spoke. The passengers all mumbled in fear and confusing at what was going on.
"Are you all pirates?" asked a black-haired woman that was brave enough to speak to them.
"Yes we are" answered one of them in the deepest voice they've ever heard.
"Boys, who's the most beautiful being on the face of the earth ~" Hanson smiled.
"YOU ARE CAPTAIN HANSON!" the cross-dressers cheered.
D:
Hanson smirked pleased with their answer and then he ordered the men to get ready to raid the ship.
All of the cowering captives' eyes widen in shock as the revelation sank in.
"Fufufufufu, that's right ladies and gentlemen~! Not only was I, Hanson, in on this raid…" he proclaimed as he spinned rapidly round and stopped, donning long, brown, wavy flowing hair, some rings and other jewlery, red painted fingernails, high-heels, a purple captain's coat with a Jolly Roger on the back and his skinny arms in the sleeves unlike many other pirates, a blue sash around his waist, a white hat with a pink flower and mascara. "… I LEAD IT RIGHT FROM THE BEGINNING!"
Name: Wonderful Hanson
Epithet: 'Okama Pirate'
Profession: Pirate Captain.
Crew: Wonderful Pirates
Species: Human (Okama).
Age: 34.
Home: Grand Line.
Bounty: 12,000,000 Beli
Devil Fruit: None.
Quirks: Is extremely flamboyant.
Signature Laugh: Fufufufufu
Dream: To complete the 'Ultimate Kaizoku Challenge': Find Luffy's One Piece and become the next Pirate King... or Queen... or whatever
"Heh, don't worry, everyone we won't take your lives ~" an Okama grinned.
"But we will take everything else from you ~!" another snickered.
"Yeah, and anyone that tries to run will run the gauntlet with the sharks in these waters ~" Captain Hanson told knowing that this cruise ship was many miles from the nearest dry land. "And anyone who tries to fight back… is a dead man!"
Everyone trembled.
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Meanwhile, in the storage room below…
The door opened and the 16-year old teen walked into the room. He looked like he really didn't want to be here on this ship as a common Chore Boy.
"Is anyone here?" asked the boy.
When he got no response, he sighed and he started looking around the room.
:D
Completely oblivious to the chaos ensuing above him, Kevin was busy trying to figure out the best way to open the barrel that his seniors found. The room was a bit small, cramped and narrow with the shelves being in the storage, with some large gaps between them.
"Hmmmm, let's see I think there's a crowbar where around here" the teen said to himself.
After cluttering about through the cargo he found what he was looking for.
Creeeeeee-CRACK!
With his foot on the container's side and the iron bar on the lid's edge, he popped it open. But instead of beer spilling out, out spilled the limp body of a shadowed girl. Kevin yelped in surprise at first and stared dumbfound at the barrel's contents.
Bzzzzzzz. A fly flying around in the background could be heard.
At that moment, the Chore Boy's mouth opened and eyes widen when he figured out what he had just found inside the barrel.
"OI, OI! ARE YOU OK?!" he cried out shaking her. "PLEASE BE ALIVE!"
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Back, on deck…
The people quickly did what Hanson said and gave them their valuables. Then, the Wonderful Pirates were leading their hostages outside at gun and knife point. They all had their hands on their heads and had worried looks on their faces. Some of the woman and children were crying, not knowing what would happen to them.
D:
"Calm down, folks!" called out Captain James in the same position as them. "Panicking won't help us! Just follows their instructions and move in an orderly fashion!"
The man hated being at the mercy of pirates but he had to put his passengers' safety first, even if it meant giving in to his captors' demands. If they resisted, someone could get killed and it'd be on his conscious.
"How could this happen?" sobbed one of the male prisoners.
"If you want to know I'll tell you~" the Okama Captain smiled in front of them. "First, I acted out to the cruise staff that I was a comedian you hire to entertain you, then while you weren't looking my boys stowed away in the lifeboats, there they disguised themselves as some of your sailors, took all their weapons and subdued the crew! Brilliant plan wasn't it~! Fufufufufu!"
D:
The transvestite couldn't but do a ballerina twirl, unable to hide his pride in his success with his men cheering and laughing. Captain James with his eyes shadowed by his cap, on the other hand, was in state of depression on how foolish he was to allow scum like him get on-board his ship.
"Oh boys~ I'm thirsty go down to the kitchen" Hanson called to 3 men closest to the stairs.
"Aye, Captain~!"
The three Okamas skipped downstairs. The staff sailors watching from the side-lines, tied up in ropes together.
"Wait a minute, where's Kevin?!" asked Fred.
"Don't tell me… he-he's still in the storage room!" exclaimed another.
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Back, in the storage room…
Kevin was trying to revive the seemingly-lifeless body of the girl by pushing down on her big chest but no luck. He started panting heavily and just when he was about to perform 'mouth-to-mouth' suddenly, the three big Okamas, hoping to get some booze, walked in on him in a… very compromising position.
:p
There was a long awkward silence with only sound of buzzing flies could be heard in the background as the pirate trio all sweatdropped.
"Ar-Are we interrupting something?" asked the fat man in the purple dress on the left.
"I think they want to be alone" suggested the muscular one in red spandex in the middle.
"Even though it goes against the captain's orders… we should leave" said the short one.
The Chore Boy blinked at the weird-looking men before realising he had mounted himself on top of her.
"Erm, this is so not what it looks like" the teen blushed while waving his arms. "I found her in a barrel and tried to wake her-"
Suddenly, a pair of eyes shot open from the body that started spinning.
"Fast-Fast... Twister!"
The girl started spinning faster and faster creating powerful winds that flung Kevin off of her, tossed the pirates up into air circling around the room and threw all the cargo crashing into each other and four men in the room. When the girl finally stopped spinning, three Okamas were all knocked out cold and Kevin was left in a daze and gasped at the girl that sprung to life.
:D
"AAAAHH" the girl yawned. "WHAT A GREAT NAP!"
Name: Monkey D. Rosemary
Epithet: "Pirate Princess" "Speed Demon".
Profession: Pirate.
Species: Human (Kuja).
Age: 17.
Home: Calm Belt (Amazon Lily).
Devil Fruit: Hayai-Hayai no Mi (Fast-Fast Fruit).
Animal Theme: Monkey, duh.
Quirks: Many…
Signature Laugh: Chahahahaha
Dream: To complete the 'Ultimate Kaizoku Challenge': Find Luffy's One Piece and become the next Pirate King... or Queen... or whatever.
Looking closer, Kevin saw what could be the most stunning girl he had ever seen. A slender, teenage girl, (with G-Cup breasts). She had shoulder-length, tousled, black-silk hair, fair skin with a light tan, a heart tattoo on her left cheek and beautiful big, black, shiny eyes with chocolate-coloured hue if you looked close enough. She was of average height, 5'7 ft. and wore a dark purple T-shirt with a yellow flower on her rather large chest, light blue shorts that were above the knees with jagged edges. She also had black-and-white trainers.
Perched on top of her head was an old Strawhat with an artificial blue rose sewn into it.
"Oh…" a voice groaned from underneath a shirt. "I thought I was gonna die. Well, that or barf at least."
Name: Orochi
Epithet: 'Demon Snake' (Onihebi)
Profession: Guard.
Species: Snake.
Age: 9.
Home: Calm Belt (Amazon Lily).
Devil Fruit: None.
Animal Theme: Snake, big surprise!
Quirks: Forgets he doesn't have limbs…
Signature Laugh: Hiss-shishishishi
Dream: To serve as Rosemary's nakama for the rest of his life and guide her.
Out popped from the girl's shirt collar was a beautiful, lime green, 2m long snake with dark green diamond-shaped markings, a yellow underbelly and forked tongue sticking out. He also has sharp fangs, large amber eyes and slitted pupils. The snake wore a small red burette and a light blue scarf around his neck.
"Rose-sama… why did you use your Twister technique?" the pet asked.
"Cos' I felt like making an entrance, Orochi-kun!" the pirate girl smiled "Chahahahaha!"
As you might have noticed I've made a few changes to it. I may do this quite often to suit my taste.
Part 3 will come out soon!