The TARDIS made a strange whirring sound, or maybe it was a grinding sound, shuddered for about twenty or thirty seconds and then stopped.

"So… Did it work?" I asked.

The Doctor grinned. "Oh, it worked." He walked up to the door. Spinning around, he announced, "You are about to see Enlandia, a planet completely covered in water. Always has been! All the inhabitants have gills."

"Wait… So if the planet is completely covered in water… Where did we land?"

"Well, like any planet, it's got a north." He paused. "I'll go get us coats." He whisked away under the console, and I walked to the door, opening it a crack. The Doctor emerged a moment later with a coat. "Careful," he said, "I don't know how close to the edge we are."

"Uh, Doctor?"

"I mean I tried to get us as close to the waters as I could, there should be a visitors shelter somewhere near by, seeing as they do get some every now and again."

"Doctor?"

"But you can never tell with this space travel stuff, it can get a little sketchy on the location sometimes." The Doctor rushed up to the door and I, handing me a coat and swinging the door open.

Perhaps if he had slowed down a little and listened to me I could've warned him we were on a pirate ship. Surrounded by pirates. Who were all pointing swords at us.

"This doesn't look very arctic," I whispered to him as we slowly took a step out.

We both slowly raised our hands in surrender. "No, you're right about that," he whispered back.

When I looked closer at the pirates, I saw that they weren't exactly human. I shouldn't be surprised, we were on a different planet after all. But they were so…. Almost human I guess, that it surprised me. They had flattened faces, skin a dark tan color, almost human shade, but looked as though it'd be slick to the touch. Their noses were only slits, and it was a similar case with the eyes. Small, narrow, they seemed as if they were bearing down on my mind. I couldn't see much else, they were all covered up, a bandana over the mouth, a large hat up top, but trailing down on some were limp things that could have been hair. I heard an odd clicking sound and I looked down. They had claws! On their feet, there were claws! It was like… I don't know raptor feet I guess?

The Doctor whispered to me again. "Make sure you cooperate, don't put up a fight, don't argue, just stay as peaceful as you can, and let me do the talking."

I nodded as a man, larger than the rest with a large brownish beard flowing from under his own bandana, shoved through the apparent crew and drew his own sword.

"Who are you?" He asked in a deep gruff voice that sounded almost like he was gargling water.

"My name's The Doctor, and this is my associate, Miss Genevieve. We were just passing through, didn't really-" he began

"Quiet! What are you doing on my ship?" The captain popped his "p" very loudly, and if it weren't for his face covering, we probably would have had spittle flown at us.

"It was an honest mistake, if you'll let us get back inside my, uh, box, then we'll be right on our way!"

The captain extended his sword to the throat of the Doctor. "As far as I can see, that box is on my ship. If it's on my ship, that means it must be my property or the property of the crew." The Doctor seemed to glance between the sword and the captain. "Take 'em to the brig!" He glanced between us. "I'll deal with them later."

The pirates lowered their swords and lunged for us, grabbing us roughly by the arms and shoulders. One of them twisted my wrist, making me cry out in pain, causing them to burst into laughter.

"Oh, I bet she bruises easy!" One of them shouted, bringing another round of laughter.

Part of me wanted to make a sarcastic remark straight back, but the logical part of me saw the Doctor's look of warning, warning me not to make a fuss, warning me that this was real, that I wasn't safe, that I could die by the hand of a pirate!

"Oi! Captain! Who gets the girl?" a pirate asked loudly, right by my ear. I could feel the blood drain from my face as the hot breath from his words hit my neck.

"No one touches them!" The captain bellowed, quieting the crew. "Especially the girl. They are to remain unharmed until I decide what to do with them."

I couldn't see the captain anymore, but the Doctor turned, so I assumed he could.

"What's your name?" The Doctor asked the captain.

"Captain Marthos Skildavo," he replied. "Welcome to the Lupicardico."

That was the last thing I heard before they shoved me inside. The hallways were small and dark and hot. There was only two of them holding on to me now, three on the Doctor. Now, if this were a normal situation, I would try to use some of that self defense stuff to try and escape, but considering we were on a pirate ship—excuse me, an ALIEN pirate ship, on god knows what planet with no idea how to get home, I decided it was best to not die.

We were put into two different cells, right next to one another. The walls looked like solid iron, the door too, but it had windows. One on each side, and one on the door. I was quite nearly thrown into mine, I hit the opposite wall and spun around to face the door right as it slammed shut. One of the pirates glared at me through the small barred window before disappearing from view.

Once it had been quiet for a few minutes, I slunk over to the window on the Doctor's side. He hadn't said a word.

"Doctor?" I asked quietly. "Doctor, are you there?"

"Yes. Yes, I'm here, it's alright," He came to the window and spoke to me in a kind, gentle voice, the kind of voice your mother would use if you had a bad dream. "And don't worry, I'll sonic us right out of this. It's very good with doors." He disappeared from view and I could hear him working his little gizmo on the lock. "Aha!" he exclaimed as the door opened.

"'Ey!"

"Oh, sorry, faulty lock!" the Doctor tried to explain to the approaching guard. He hurried back into his cell and shut the door.

The guard came up and relocked it. "No funny business, you hear me?" He stormed back to his spot, grumbling all the way.

The Doctor came back to the window. "Well, that didn't work. Can't escape with a guard on duty… How are you holding up?"

I took a moment to respond. "Well, I'm not going to lie and say that I'm not scared… But honestly? I don't regret coming along with you. It hasn't even been an hour, and I've still had more of an experience than a lifetime on boring old earth."

The doctor looked at me, no more like into me, into my very soul. "Had any headaches since we landed?"

"No, luckily. God knows we don't need any more negative experiences."

"Good. You should get some sleep, no telling when you'll get a chance again," he said, disappearing from view.

"Alright," I agreed. "… Doctor? Do you sleep?" I asked out of curiosity.

He returned to the window in a flash, giving me a look like I was an idiot. "What are you talking about, of course I sleep."

"Well, I don't know," I sad bashfully, "You just seem like your mind goes a million miles a minute I just find it hard to believe that it stops long enough for you to sleep. Guess I was just being silly."

He gave me one last weird look before ducking down again, out of view.

I took the hint and leaned against the wall, sitting on the cold damp floor. I tried to sleep, but I just couldn't bring myself to do it. I was just so excited! I mean, I love pirates, ask anyone who knows me. Granted, I wasn't thrilled about being in the brig, but still! I was on a real life alien pirate ship! Oh, my imagination was going wild with this one, I was already thinking of ridiculous stories that I would probably never finish. My mind drifted slowly, and I guess I must have nodded off, because when I opened my eyes again, I saw someone staring at me through the door slot.

"Oi, didn't you hear me?" the eyes asked angrily. "Get up!"

I scrambled to my feet, back against the wall.

"It's time. The captain wants a word with you."

I heard the Doctor scrambling next door. A moment later he was at the window. "Both of us, correct?"

The pirate paused. "Eventually, yeah, but one at a time."

"No, no, no, you don't take her without me, do you hear me?" he shouted angrily. "She is my responsibility, you can't—"

"Oh, shut up!" a pirate at his door said. "You're not in charge here, the Captain makes the rules we just follow them. Now pipe down or maybe my sword will just… slip while we're takin' her up top."

I looked at the Doctor, frightened, and he looked at me before quietly disappearing from view.

My door opened with a clank and I was yanked out. They shoved me along, up the stairs and out onto the deck. Some of the pirates were there, carrying about doing all sorts of piratey things I guess, I wasn't really paying attention. I did notice more than one give me a skeevy glare and kept my eyes to the ground.

We went up another flight of stairs and stopped. The pirate to my left knocked on the door and was answered by an immediate gruff "Come in!" The door was opened, I was shoved in, and the door slammed shut again.

The large captain sat there, scribbling away on some paper or something. I didn't move. He glanced up at me for a second.

"Sit down."

I realized there was a chair in front of his desk and quickly sat down.

Captain Marthos chuckled. "For some reason I feel like you are not the type of person who normally takes orders so lightly."

It sent a chill down my spine, hearing him talk as if he knew me or something. "How do you mean?"

"It's in your eyes. It's been a while since I've seen humans on this planet, let alone way out here in the ocean. But you… No… You are different," He stood up, setting down his pen and moving to examine one of the many shelves that lined the walls of his office. "If I had to guess… I'd say you know how to defend yourself. You know how to fight."

I gulped. This was super creepy.

"So if, say, a couple of pirates were giving you trouble," He started to say, looking at me out of the corner of his eye. "And you had, say, a sword or two in your possession., I'm guessing that you would probably be able to give the pirates their trouble right back."

I tilted my head down so my hair would fall in the way and he couldn't see my little smile. It was completely absurd to be smiling at an alien pirate captain on an alien pirate ship.

"So. Now that I've finished blathering, what do you say?" He asked as he turned around and leaned on his desk. "Will you join my crew? We could use more people like you around here."

"… You don't even know me."

The captain was quiet for a moment or two and then sat back down and looked at me over his folded hands. "You don't seem to fully grasp this situation, well how could you, you're from so far away." Another chill went down my spine. "I have a certain… talent let's say. A certain talent for knowing things about people. Simply by looking them… in the eye…" He leaned forward, his gaze increasing. I looked down, running from his gaze. "LOOK AT ME!" he raged suddenly, making me jump and look him in the eye. "Don't think you can keep secrets from me little one. I know you're in there."

"What are you—"

"I'm not talkin' to you!" He yelled.

A pain ripped through my head. "AH!" I put my hands at my temples, this was the worst its ever been! "My head…" I said through gritted teeth. "What are you… what's happening?" I could feel tears welling up in my eyes.

"It's not me," Marthos Skildavo said quietly. "I only look, I can't actually do anything to your mind."

My ears started ringing. Everything sounded far off, distant, underwater. I could hear a thumping noise. "Make it stop!"

The captain stood and came to my side. "Gelbin! Terros! Get in here!" his voice was so far away… I heard a thud when they threw the door open... or maybe that was me hitting the ground. I tried to look at them, but my vision was failing me… It was getting so dark, and then… Then there was nothing. Only darkness.

Apologies to Holmes1216; This story is almost completely written already, but I will certainly consider making a sequel with Captain Jack!