So after a while of negotiating, I finally got the narrator to get the hell out of my way so that I could tell my part of the story.

If you didn't already know by now, I'm Saki Imazuki, the girl that Captain Poopy Kirkland kept captive on his ship.

Why he did? I really don't know.

Probably 'cause he's jealous of my looks. (Okay, maybe not.)

Well, come on and get reading! We've got all these whole other adventures just waiting for us to discover!

Okay, now it's my turn to tell this story.

I was crumpled to my knees by the Crow's Nest, watching the tears on my face flow from my cheeks and onto my hands. When it came to crying, I was the worst, and it would take me a while to get out of the bad mood of crying my eyes out. I heard footsteps behind me, and I looked to see who was behind me, my eyes shaking,

"You need help, there, lass?" the pirate that walked up to me asked. He held out a hand, and I shakily took it. He easily hauled me up to my feet, and I staggered slightly.

The pirate inspected me from top to bottom. "You're the Imazuki girl, right?"

I nodded, wiping my eyes and sniffing. "Y-Yeah…" I stammered, my cheeks a light pink. When I looked up at the pirate, he gazed at me in concern.

"Are you okay?" he asked. "By the way, my name's Francisco."

I nodded in the best assuring way I could, sighing. "Yeah," I replied, my voice low. "My name's Saki. You probably already know me by now." I stuck my hand out, and he shook it strongly. I kept my gaze to the wooden floor, giving a sigh. "Look, maybe I should go and-"

"The Captain wants you." Francisco pointed back down the stairs towards a door, with the engraved words, CAPTAIN KIRKLAND.

Saki stared at where he was pointing for a minute, and then rolled her eyes. "Okay, thanks for telling me," she told him, giving Francisco her best I-will-kill-him smile. She went down the stairs, ignoring the others' stares at her aftermath face of crying. She knocked on the door, and it creaked open.

"Captain Kirkland?" Saki called, peering through the captain's quarters. He sat at what looked like a chest made to be a table, his legs poised on the table as he smirked at her again. She glanced at him in surprise, noticing the small seven-year old kid with dirty-blonde that was sitting on his lap. I-Is he married? I thought, closing the door to the quarters behind me.

Yeah, sure… That does sound like a stupid question for me to ask, but he had a kid on his lap! Doesn't that say something?

"Ah, Imazuki, I've been waiting for you," Captain Kirkland said, locking his gaze with mine.

I gritted my teeth. I hated being called Imazuki. "You can just call me Saki, Captain," I told him, clenching my fist. I did my best to force another smile on my face, but it ended up like a sneer.

Oh, god. I'm screwed.

I snapped my eyes shut and expected a lecture like the ones I got from my parents, but he only gave a light chuckle, adjusting the pirate hat on his blonde hair and locking eyes with me AGAIN. Dear Lord, he needs to stop that! I looked down at the wooden floor, scowling at my embarrassment to the captain.

Captain Kirkland smiled. "I guess Saki is a better name to call you," he told me, biting the edge of his glove. I kept myself from nose-bleeding all over the floor, and he continued. "How about I call you Saki-chan?"

I bolted to the table, breathing in deeply. "Don't push it," I growled, staring into his emerald-eyes threateningly. There was also that name people would call me, something that sounded like I was some kind of dog. Or some kind of slave working for a king. I'm not exaggerating, am I?

"Then it's settled," Captain Kirkland said, watching the kid as he played with his uniform. "Saki-chan it is."

You don't know how pissed I was after he said that. If it weren't for the kid on his lap, I probably would have strangled him then and there. Instead, I smiled at him. "That's fine then," I said, regretting every word coming out of my mouth. "I'll like it when you call me that, Captain Kirkland." I saw the kid beaming at me, and I rolled my eyes.

"That's more like it," Captain Kirkland said, taking off his eye patch. I looked curiously to see if he had lost his eye in a battle or something cool like that, but my eyes widened in surprise when I saw that his eye was still intact. But why was he wearing an eye patch, then? I shrugged the thought away and began to walk towards the door.

"I'm not done with you yet."

I turned around, looking at him. He held what looked like a pirate uniform: some kind of long-sleeved white shirt and black pants. He held a black pirate hat with a feather, raising a bushy eyebrow.

"Huh?" I said, taking the uniform from him. Was he making me cosplay?

Captain Kirkland gave me a dark smile. "It's for you to wear while you're on my ship," he said. "I'd like to see you in that than in the ratty thing you're wearing right now."

I looked down and couldn't help but agree to what he told me. I had on a worn-out volleyball T-shirt from the team I was on at school, along with some shabby shorts that revealed most of my thighs. "Just let me put the damn thing on," I muttered, stomping out of the room and looking around. When I knew that no one was looking, I slipped the white long-sleeved shirt over my volleyball one, removing the volleyball one underneath. I quickly took off my shorts, grunting as I pulled up the black pants and adjusted the belt.

Hey, at least it was comfier than the thing I was wearing.

I perched the hat Captain Kirkland gave me on my head, sighing in relief and walking off. For now, all I wanted to do was take a break and go to bed. The cut on my neck would take a while to heal, since I guess Captain Kirkland didn't give a shit about piercing the skin on the neck of one of his pirate prisoners or whatever. Looking for Francisco, I tapped him on the shoulder and asked, "Do you know where I can sleep?"

Francisco looked at me in a dumbfounded fashion. "There's no time for sleeping, now, Imazuki!" he told me, not taking a notice in the uniform I was wearing. "The crew's just spotted Captain Carriedo's ship!"

I looked at him, confused. More pirate cosplaying dudes? "C-Captain Carriedo?" I asked, darting my head to the left and then to the right. Sure enough, another pirate ship was off to the starboard side of our own ship, and I noticed that the skull on the ship was the same as Captain Kirkland's, except with a tomato on its head instead of the bushy eyebrows.

I held my stomach, groaning. This was not going to be good. I stared at the crew as they rushed to the cannons that were posed at all ends of the ships.

"What're you doing, Imazuki?" a pirate placing a cannon ball in a cannon told me. "Assist Francisco over there with his cannon!"

As soon as I got the chance to begin running towards Francisco, I froze. By the time the pirates have gotten ready, Captain Carriedo's ship (Was he Spanish? Sounded like it…) had reached a shooting distance with Captain Kirkland's. I glanced up at Captain Kirkland, who was standing on a wooden balcony-like thingy. Okay, honestly… I didn't know what it was. He was barking orders to the remaining pirates without cannon, making them lower some ropes or to get their guns ready to shoot.

And that's when I saw the captain.

Captain Carriedo had on a dark-navy blue pirate hat similar to Captain Kirkland's, along with a red pirate uniform with a white, poofy shirt underneath. He also held a curved sword in one hand along with a rifle in his other, fastening his green eyes with mine.

I narrowed my eyes into a glare, keeping my gaze to him. I saw him widen his eyes and then shout something in Spanish.

"Apunta a la señorita!" Captain Carriedo yelled, pointing his sword towards me. I stepped back in surprise as Carriedo's ship's cannons turned in the direction of me.

I sure didn't know Spanish, but I was sure that "señorita" meant "girl". That wasn't a good sign.

The first cannonball was shot. As it tumbled towards Captain Kirkland's ship, one of our ship's cannonballs shot it out of the sky. There was a loud bang! the whole ship trembling at the impact.

Francisco whirled his head to me, his blue eyes dark. "They're aiming for ye!" he yelled to me over the noise of the cannons. "Take cover, quickly!"

I nodded, adjusting my pirate had that was falling down from my head and running towards Captain Kirkland's quarters, the only place I actually knew was safe for now. The pirates shouted as the cannonballs shot each other in the sky, and I shrieked.

Since one of the pirates might've missed the cannonball, it was hurtling towards me. I-Is this the end? I thought, keeping my eyes shut tightly. No. I'm just going to wake up, and this will all be a dream. There's no such thing as cosplaying pirates with real cannonballs.

There was another bam! I screamed as I felt myself being thrown off of the ground and into the air. Opening my eyes, I saw the skull flag, the ropes, and the gaping pirates a few feet below. Am I dead? I hurtled towards the ground, squeezing my eyes shut and expecting myself to break every single bone in my body. I felt myself being caught by someone, their hands linking around mine. And guess who it was?

Of course.

Captain Kirkland himself.