"Come on! Let's go!" Demoman takes the wheel and whips out his sticky grenade launcher, shooting the latches connecting the ship to the ground. "Heavy! Pull in the anchor!"

"Where is anchor?" Police sirens grew progressively louder.

"At the bow!"

"Where is bow?!"

"At the front of the ship!" Heavy lumbers to the front of the ship to find the anchor cord. The Demoman triggers and detonates the bombs, releasing the ship from the bridge. Red and blue begin to reflect on the wooden boards. "We all ready?"

"You know I'm easily prone to sea sickness right?" Scout calls from the deck.

"I don't care! Get inside! I'll man the wheel and Sniper here will man the Crow's Nest!" everyone of them obeyed except for Engineer, who stopped by the doorframe of the ship to construct a sentry for the two. The storm that was anticipated from earlier was coming in, and the rain began pouring like buckets quickly, and cop cars stopped at the sand.

"This is the police! Get out of the ship and put your hands in the air!" a police officer yells through a megaphone.

"Well, of course it's the police..." Sniper mutters as he snipes the officer with the megaphone.

"He's using force! Get on!" Demoman rolls his eyes. No way he's letting foreigners on.

"Take this ya little lassies!" The Demo fires a round of grenades towards the oncoming policemen, glowing in the dark. Next was his sticky launcher, for the ship needed a little push to get going. The sails were up, and the winds were howling, but something was off.

Then he realized something. "Heavy! Did ya get the anchor?" There wasn't a response. "Heavy?" The Demoman waits for a response, but he didn't get one. "Oh for cryin' out loud..." He runs towards the bow of the ship to see a hunched Heavy looking for something.

"Demoman! I cannot find bow!" Heavy shouts through the rain.

"Its not the bow we're looking for it's the anchor!" Demoman holds up a thick rope. "Here! Pull this up!" Heavy realizes his blunder and immediately starts pulling up the heavy anchor. A gunshot from behind punctures one of the planks.

"You wankers better hurry it up down there or they'll get on! I can't hold them for long!" Sniper says as he fires his sub machine gun. Heavy grunts, the anchor sliding against the wooden wall of the ship.

"I'll help ya with that..." Demoman grabs onto the rope as well and, with a group effort, got it up faster than without the Scottish helping. Demoman grabs a hold of the wheel (after shooting another barrage of grenades at the police cars, causing one to explode) and turns it around, but something still was missing. There was something pulling down on the ship.

"Don't worry I got the chain..." Sniper takes his sniper and shoots at something below the ship. "There's a dang chain pulling on this thing!"

"Thank you m' lad!" And with that, the ship lurches forward, getting off the sandy rocks and onto the water like a ship is supposed to.

But the police weren't to let them get off the hook like that.

Motorboats that were way smaller than the pirate ship zoom across the bay waters. "Ha? Incoming!" Sniper calls from above, a crack of thunder roaring near. The water was rough and more choppy thanks to the storm, but the ship manages to turn around and gets ready to board when gunshots from the shore still sound, plus any bullets from the boats below.

"Here y'all go!" Engineer says from behind, pushing the sentry tear the Demoman. The Engineers takes some latches and clamps the machine straight into the ship, ensuring that it won't fly off.

"Thank you! Bring in some people, things are getting heated!" Demoman says to Engie. The Texan nods and returns to the insides of the ship to tell the others. Sniper gives Demoman a quick thumbs up as a way of saying thank you.

Demoman shoots back a thumbs up as Medic, Heavy and Soldier get outside, who were the only people that were willing enough to get out in the storm and risk getting killed without a respawn system working through them. Medic ensures that he will heal anyone that needs to be healed, and Soldier just needed to kill something.

Meanwhile below the deck, the hard-working Engie was building a dispenser. Pyro said he was going to be a reinforcement for later, but he clearly didn't want to die by the tone of his voice. "Mmph-mph...mme-mmn-mmrce-mmnts..." He says to Engie.

"Well, alrighty then. What about you two?" Engineer points at Scout and Spy.

"No," they say simultaneously. Engineer shrugs, picks up his wrench from the bench next to Pyro and gets back to upgrading his Dispenser.

"I honestly don't want to ruin my suit," Spy tells Scout.

"Don't wanna die without a respawn, is what. Those guys out the'e? They're crazy! What if they got shot, right?"

"Medic is out zhere with them," Spy retorts.

"You know what I mean," Scout says, laying his head back against the wall behind him. A rocket explodes a boat outside, making a significantly loud boom. "They're crazy."

Back up the deck, the fight was getting serious. Most of the cops from the shore were too far away to fire anymore, so it was left to the boats to stop them. Red and blue flashed all over the place as the mercs kept fighting. "Doctor! Charge me!" Soldiers yells through the rockets.

"Ja!" The German deploys the übercharge and lets Soldier go berserk. "Shoot at ze engines!" Medic recommends. Soldier nods silently in agreement and begins firing at the front of the boats. This method effectively detonated all of the ships he shot at.

The ship was getting ready to leave the bay when police boats lined up in a row to stop them. The charge went out, and a strike of lightning boomed in the distance as the weather didn't show signs of letting up any time sooner. "What do we do?" Sniper yells through the storm. "There're boats in the way!"

"Then we shoot 'em!" Gunshots blaze through the decks the ship, making it impossible to stand up without being shot. "Everyone shoot at the ships in front!"

"I'm low on ammo!" Heavy's distinct accent rings.

"We've got a dispenser right here!" Engineer calls from the doorframe off he ship. Heavy gladly smiles and crouch-walks to the ship door when suddenly something hits the ship, and everyone on it was jostled for a second.

"Vat was zat?" Medic called. Sniper takes a look downwards.

"They're shooting grenades at this!" Sniper reports.

"What?!" Demoman takes his grenade launcher, leaves the wheel wnd starts openly firing at the ocean. Two helicopters with bright lights circle the ship.

"Uh oh," Heavy says.

"Sniper! This is on you!" Demoman shouts, reloading his grenade launcher.

"I-I can't!"

"Waddya mean?"

"I mean this thing is jammed! It won't shoot! And I cant come down to get get this fixed, that'd be suicide!" Sniper replies, resorting to his SMG. "Wait this thing's out of ammo."

Soldier tries shooting at the helicopters, but they weren't accurate, if it was, it would merely be shot by snipers from the other helicopter, causing it to explode without hitting the aircraft. "We need backup!" Soldier yells in his gravelly voice.

Footsteps click through the wet woods boards as someone steps out of the ship deck.

"Mmu mall mme-mmn-mmrce-mmnts?" Pyro steps out with his flare gun.

Whoa. I don't think I've been that tense in writing since the third chapter of The Band.

Happy MLK day!

Thanks anyways!

-DWalkthroughGuy