Quick A/N: first of all, to anyone who does speak Spanish, I tried my best in this chapter. All I could do was google certain phrases and just hope they were correct. If anyone speaks the language and understands it, please do tell me if it's okay. There is just a small part in this where Anna speaks to a Spanish man. To anyone who doesn't speak Spanish, please DO NOT GOOGLE THESE PHRASES! ONE OF THEM IS VERY VERY RUDE! That is all.
Anna awoke to a tremendous pounding in her head. It was not unlike the times she had woken up the morning after a night of heavy drinking with Kristoff, only much worse. Her hand reached up to the main source of the pain, just on the hairline on the left side of her head. She felt something of a dry and slightly sticky texture and as she pulled her hand away, she noticed tiny red flecks on her fingertips. It was blood. blood that had been there for some time as it had now dried and stuck to her forehead and side of her face where it had previously trickled down.
"Miss Anna?" She heard a young man's voice call out to her softly. "Miss Anna, how are you feeling?" As she focused on the voice she realised it was Connor. She looked to her right side and saw him knelt down beside her, concern written all over his face.
"What happened?" She asked, her voice faint.
"We've been captured, Miss, by the Spanish." Connor explained as he checked her head wound. "There was an explosion on the quarterdeck and you were knocked out."
After a few moments, everything started to come into focus for Anna as she looked around. The few crew that had survived, eight in all including herself, were now residing in two small cells in what she could only assume was the Spanish Galleon.
As well as herself and Connor, there was Kristoff, Abraham, Hamilton, and three other crew members whose names she did not know. She recognised one of them though, as the man who had originally warned them about the Spanish from up in the rigging.
Abraham, from the other cell, continued on with Connor's brief explanation. "We were left with no choice but to surrender. They slaughtered almost the entire crew. We should have just fled when we had the chance. We could have outrun this Galleon easy but the Captain... God rest his soul... he has always been too proud to run from a battle." His eyes were filled with sorrow as he remembered their Captain. Abe, Anna knew, had sailed with Captain Tanner for many years now. He was a loyal crew member and a good friend. Losing their Captain would be the hardest on him.
"How long have I been out?" Anna asked outloud to anyone who would answer her.
"A couple of hours." It was Kristoff's voice she heard. He was in the other cell with Abe. "Don't worry us again like that okay, Anna?" Anna, who was still having trouble with focusing on everyone, looked in his general direction. He was leaning forwards against the bars that seperated their cells, his face full of worry.
She smiled weakly at him and managed a small,
"Sorry."
Kristoff, despite his concern, smiled back at her.
Anna took a moment to take in her surroundings; the cells they were in were limited in space, with four people residing in each one. The walls were covered in grime and the entire hold was dimly lit and the entrance was guarded by a single Spanish officer. She was convinced, considering the scurrying noises she heard every now and then, that there were rats down here with them.
Anna sniffed and looked around, trying to find the source of a particularly vile smell.
"Hey guys... what exactly is that godawful...?" She spotted a bucket placed in the corner of the cell... "Ew nevermind!" Her face screwed up in disgust. "Couldn't any of you just hold it?!"
The guys all just looked at her apologetically and shrugged their shoulders.
"Oh my Lord I need to get out of here. What's even going to happen to us? Has anyone said anything to any of you?" Anna questioned, desperate to know their situation.
"We've only had a brief explanation," Kristoff informed. "They said we're being taken to Spain. They'll be given coin for us... they think we're pirates. There'll be a hanging waiting for us as soon as we dock."
"A... hanging? But... we're not pirates!" Anna pleaded.
"We told 'em that, Miss." Connor said, looking sorrowful. "They wouldn't listen. I don't really think they care if we're pirates or not to be honest. As long as they get paid for taking us in."
Anna sighed as she thought about their current situation. "We need to get out of here," she mumbled, more to herself than anyone.
"Oh really?" came a sarcastic voice from the other cell. It was Hamilton. He had kept himself quiet in the shadows until now. "Like we hadn't already thought of that!" he spat out. The look he sent Anna's way was murderous. "I'm going to get hanged for fucking piracy and I've done nothing wrong! And all you can do is sit there and state the obvious?! This is all your fault!"
"Hamilton!" Abraham shouted at him. "Shut yer mouth! How on earth do you think this could be Anna's fault, you idiot?!"
"She's a stupid little girl! I told you from the moment she decided to come aboard not to let her on that goddamn ship! She has brought all this bad luck down upon us! You all know, as sailors, that it is bad luck to have a woman on board!" he had brought himself into the centre of his cell now, directing his rage at Anna. "It's your fault they decided to attack us! It's your fault we were captured! It's your fault we're all sentenced to a hanging! And it's your fault the Captain is dead!"
The next moment, Hamilton was on the floor, blood covering his face. Kristoff was standing over him, his fist still raised. Blood covered his own knuckles.
"If you ever speak to her like that again," Kristoff threatened, his voice dangerously low, "I will not stop hitting you until you've drawn your last breath. I'll save them the job of killing you and I'll do it myself."
All anyone could do was look at Kristoff, completely stunned. Anna had no idea he had that sort of rage in him. But Kristoff, being as protective of her as he was, would literally kill for Anna. He would do anything to keep her safe. And she appreciated that more than he could imagine.
For two days the remainder of the Providence's crew had sat in the poor conditions of the cells awaiting their imminent arrival in Spain. The ride in the Galleon's hold was becoming more and more uneven. There was a storm brewing outside and everyone could feel it.
Every now and then, an officer would come and relieve the previous one on guard duty. They would share a few words, in Spanish of course so Anna had absolutely no idea what they were saying.
On one of these occasions, Connor broke the silence as a new guard started his shift.
"They've got more ships," he whispered. Anna had been daydreaming so it took her a while to realise what he had said. She'd been too busy thinking about a certain blonde woman in order to try and relieve the overwhelming misery as she sailed to her own death.
"Wait... what?" she perked up as she realised he'd spoken.
"I've just heared those two Spanish blokes talking about it."
"You... you can speak Spanish?" Anna asked, bewildered. Connor had everyone's attention now as he continued.
"Yeah, can't you? Oh nevermind! Anyway, listen to this... The fleet, they've joined another small fleet and now there's a total of six ships again. Two Schooners and a Frigate I think they said?"
"And how is this information going to help us?" Hamilton asked in a snide tone.
"Oh I was..." Connor mumbled, unsure of himself now. "I was just saying, I guess."
"Oh be quiet, Ham." Abraham told him. "I don't want to have to spend my last days listening to your snide remarks about everything." He then turned his attention back to Connor. "Go on lad, have they said anything else?"
"We're only a few of days away now. And the Frigate has got some prisoners as well. Pirates apparently but knowing these lot, they're probably as innocent as us."
"These guys are despicable," Kristoff mumbled.
Another day had passed on the Spanish Galleon and Anna was going mad. All anyone could do was sit around and mope. Hamilton spent most of his time sat in the corner of his cell muttering to himself, insults and snarky comments no doubt. And Connor had spent the good part of the last 24 hours singing to himself, a traditional sea shantie from his home town. As the hours passed, he'd gotten louder.
"From Liverpool to 'Frisco a-rovin' I went,
For to stay in that country was my good intent.
But drinkin' strong whiskey like other damn fools,
Oh, I soon got transported back to Liverpool, singin'.
Roll, roll, roll bullies, roll!
Them Liverpool judies have got us in tow."
"Oh Gods, I can't take this anymore!" Anna stood from where she had been sat on the ground. "I need to get out of here, I'd rather throw myself overboard than be stuck in this cell a second longer!"
One of the crew members in her cell looked up at her. He was the man from up in the rigging and Anna had learned his name was Johnny.
"Anna, it's no use," He said to her. "We're locked in here without escape and we face the gallows in a few days. This time next week, no doubt we'll all be dead."
"Now why would you go and say something like that?! Honestly, Johnny, you're such a mood killer," Anna replied, rolling her eyes. "No... I haven't lost hope yet. Something's got to happen. We have to survive this! We just need to figure out how to get out somehow!" Determination lit up Anna's eyes.
"Anna," Abraham piped up, "How are we even gonna get outta these 'ere cells? There's no way."
"Well... there is one way."
Everyone looked towards who spoke.
It was Kristoff.
"What? You know how to get us out of here?" Anna asked. "Why didn't you say something sooner?!"
"Because even if it works, what are we going to do once we leave the hold? There's dozens of Spanish Officers on this ship."
Anna thought it over for a while. She had an idea. It was a bit of a stretch and it risked everyone's lives. But they were all sentenced to death anyway so it was worth a shot. And it might just work.
Anna told her cellmates of her plan and they were all on board. Even Hamilton agreed to it, though it was reluctantly.
"Alright, Kristoff," Anna said as finished plotting out the finer details of their escape plan. "Firstly, how are we gonna get out of these cells. They're locked and there's the guard over by the door. He's the only one with the keys. That's a bit of a problem."
"Well, Anna, you're a girl." Kristoff simply stated.
Anna was confused.
"Oh well spotted."
Kristoff raised his eyebrows expectantly, hoping she'd catch on. Anna didn't. She looked around at everyone else, who were now wearing the same expression as Kristoff.
"What?" she asked, dumbfounded. "What?!" And then it hit her. "Oh... no... no way. I am not going to... ew!"
"Oh come on, Anna!" Connor pleaded. "You're our only chance!"
"No, it's gross!"
"Annnnnnnaaaaaaaaa pleeeaassee!" Kristoff was using the big brown puppy dog eyes on her now.
"Ugh fine! If only to stop you from making that face at me. But... how am I supposed... I don't know how?"
"Just use your seductive ways and womanly prowess!" Kristoff explained. "It won't be hard. You're pretty and you're charming. And he's a guy! He'll fall for it."
"But... I don't know what I'm supposed to say! I can't speak a word of Spanish."
"Well, I can help you there," Connor smirked. "Don't worry, Anna. I can help you woo him."
Anna sighed. There was no other way to do it. She was going to have to woo this Spanish guard in order to get his keys.
"Okay let's get this over with," She grumbled.
She made her way right to the front of the cell and leaned against the bars as she held on to them. Connor was stood behind her, near enough for her to hear the things he whispered but with enough space so the guard wouldn't notice.
"Hey, you!" she shouted at the Spanish Officer. He looked over his shoulder in her direction.
"Not like that!" Connor hissed from behind her. "How do you expect to seduce him when you speak to him like that? Be gentle... seductive. And Spanish! Try this: Hola Señor, ven aquí."
Anna focused on the guard again who had turned around completely now, his face aggravated.
"Hola Señor... ven aquí..." she repeated nervously, unsure about this whole idea.
Surprised, the Spanish Officer walked over to her, but not too close to the cell for him to be in arm's reach.
"¿Qué quieres?" He asked, his face and voice stern. This was going to be harder than she thought.
From behind her, Connor whispered something and Anna quickly repeated it.
"He estado pensando en ti." She had no idea what she was saying and she hoped to God the guard would fall for it.
The Spanish man's expression suddenly changed, and he raised an eyebrow slightly at her.
Anna once again followed Connor's instructions. "Sí... Me gustas... te deseo."
"Ah sí?" The guard replied, taking another step towards the cell.
"Tu eres muy guapo," Anna told him, still copying everything Connor whispered, trying her best to make it sound as accurate as possible. She must have been doing a good enough job because he seemed to be falling for it. The look in his eyes turned predatory but Anna tried not to let it deter her as she carried on. Whatever she was saying, it was certainly seducing him.
The guard was now right up to the cell, his face against the bars. Anna could smell the foulness of his breath. She could do nothing but ignore it as she powered through the traumatic ordeal. She put her hands either side of the guard's face, as if to caress it. Connor whispered one more phrase to her. Anna had no idea of the almighty smirk on his face as she said it gently to the guard. "Estoy tan mojada, te necesito ahora."
The guard growled... he actually growled at what she had said. He leaned down to kiss her and before he got the chance, she grabbed his face firmly and pulled his head down hard, hitting it against the bars of the cell. She let go of him and he dropped to the floor at her feet, out cold.
Connor burst out laughing as Anna bent down to reach for the keys from upon the guard's person.
She stood and looked at the teenage boy, trying to give him a stern glare but only succeeding in making him laugh even harder.
"What?! What did I say?!" She asked.
"Nothing, Miss. It's not something I should really be translating to you." He replied, still sniggering. "All that matters is that it worked."
Anna rolled her eyes at her young friend and fiddled with the keys, finding the correct one for their cell. She opened the door and stepped over the unconcious guard, turning to her right and unlocking the other cell.
As Kristoff stepped out, he gave Anna a massive hug and thanked her, before making his way to the guard on the floor. He stepped on his already bleeding face for good measure and threw his body in the cell. Anna locked the door back up and she lead the crew as they swiftly made their way to the entrance of the hold.
"Okay," she whispered as she looked back at them. "Everyone know what they're doing?" The seven men all nodded at her, determination on their faces. "If this goes wrong and we all get killed, well at least we tried, right? It's better than facing the gallows."
And with that, they made their escape.
As they walked into the next room of the ship, they found all their possessions being kept on a table out of the way. The crew reclaimed their swords and guns and made their way to the next part of the ship, now thoroughly armed.
As they got to a set of stairs, Anna motioned for them to wait in the shadows around the corners either side of the foot of the stairs.
There was another Spanish Officer stood right at the top, his back to them.
Anna had planned for this. She looked at Kristoff on the other side of the stairs and he confirmed he was ready. Anna whistled.
The Officer, alerted by the sound, turned around and made his way down to investigate. He got to the bottom step and turned to see Anna but before he could make a sound to raise the alarm, Kristoff came from behind him and silently broke his neck in one swift movement.
Anna led them up the stairs as they attempted to reach the main deck of the Galleon. The ship rocked violently. The storm outside must have been getting worse. Anna figured that must be have been why there was very little security below deck; everyone would have been up above working hard to keep the ship in good working order with the bad weather.
As they got higher, they could here the Galleon's crew. It was hectic up above, everyone could tell. Many footsteps were running about frantically as orders were barked at everyone. Not to mention the noises from the thunder. It was still far enough away for the lightning to not be an immediate threat to the ship, but the Providence's crew could still hear it clearly above everything else.
"Right guys," Anna whispered. "We'll have to go in small groups. If we all go at once they'll noticed straight away. Now, remember your positions... straight for the rigging... Kristoff and Johnny, you go first and get right to the top... you know what to do." The two men nodded at her.
"Connor, Abe and myself will go next. You two prepared for this?" Anna asked her companions and they too nodded in confirmation.
"Okay, and you three," she turned towards Hamilton and the two other members of the crew, William and Phillip. "You can bring up the rear. Once we're all in position and ready, you guys come on over. Until then, back us up if we're spotted, alright?" William and Phillip nodded afirmitave but Hamilton sneered.
"So, we're essentially just going to risk our lives while we wait until you're all safe. We'll probably be spotted and killed before any of you get anywhere."
Anna had no time for this. She pulled her knife out of its sheath and pointed it straight at Hamilton's throat.
"You can either die out there or die right here, Hamilton. It's your choice," she threatened him. Hamilton stared her straight in the eye, trying not to let his fear show.
"Let's just get this over with," he said, voice low and steady.
Anna put her knife away and readied herself.
"Okay guys, let's go."
Kristoff went first with Johnny right behind him. As predicted, the Frigate was situated right next to the ship they were on. The two stealthily ran up to the main deck and climbed the port side rigging of the Galleon. Anna watched from the shadows below as they climbed higher and higher, remaining undetected. she remained in place for a few seconds before motioning for Abraham and Connor to follow her, and the three of them went next. They ran to the main deck, avoiding the mass of Spanish officers who were still running around trying to secure the ship, too frantic to notice the escaped prisoners.
The three of them clambered up the rigging, following Kristoff and Johnny's path. They met the two of them in the lookout spot up above everything. It was cramped up there with five of them taking up the space now. Not to mention the recently deceased Spanish lookout that the two men had taken care of before Anna had reached the top.
"The other three will be making their way up soon so we've got to move," Anna commanded. Johnny, being the most experieced on this part of the ship, did his bit first. He stepped off the look out point and walked steadily along the yard of the main mast. It looked to Anna like it was going to be more difficult than she thought, considering the weather. The wind and rain was lashing down on them now and even the huge Galleon was being blown unsteadily from side to side.
As Johnny reached the end of the yard, Anna went next. She was right, this was hard. If she slipped and lost her balance, the fall would undoubtedly kill her. She watched as Johnny jumped. With an almighty leap, he threw himself from the Galleon and aimed for the rigging of the Frigate nearby. It was just close enough for him to land.
With a deep breath, Anna kept on going. The rain had caused the yard to become slippery and her feet were threatening to lose their grip on the thin wood.
She was nearly to end when it happened. There was a huge gust of wind and Anna's feet were blown from underneath her. She completely lost her balance and fell from the yard.
"ANNA!" Kristoff shouted from behind where she had previously been stood.
Anna had managed to grip the yard with her hands before falling to the deck below, and she was now hanging for dear life on the wooden pole.
"I'm fine!" she shouted, rather sheepishly. Trust her to be the first one to fall.
Kristoff put his palm to his forehead before yelling back to her,
"Goddamit, Anna, you useless lesbian! Get yourself back up quick, before you end up falling again!"
Anna managed to pull herself up and back on to the thin yard, but not before grumbling incoherently at her best friend. Before long, she managed to get to the end of the yard and did as Johnny had before her, leaping into the rigging on the Frigate.
Kristoff followed next. As Connor made his way along the yard, Anna saw that Hamilton, William and Phillip had now joined Abraham up in the Galleon's Crow's Nest. Once Connor had made it across and Abraham started, Kristoff and Johnny again climbed up to the top of the rigging to take care of whoever was on lookout. When Abraham had made it to the Frigate, the three of them made their way to the top of the main mast once again. As soon as they were there, the Frigate's lookout had already silently been killed by Johnny and Kristoff.
While the last three men were making their way over from the Galleon, Anna motioned for Connor and Abe to follow her lead. She leapt from the main mast towards the mizzenmast near the stern end of the ship. They were going to take out the crew on the quarterdeck. Kristoff and Johnny would wait for Hamilton, William and Phillip, and the five of them would take out as many of the crew as they could on the main deck. It was only a Frigate so the crew wouldn't pose as much of a problem for them all as the Galleon's would have done. Anna needed to take control of the quarterdeck first, though.
As she peered down from atop the mizzenmast, she noticed three crew members down there, one of which was undoubtedly the captain.
"Three of them... perfect." Anna muttered to her two companions. "Abe, you take down the Helmsman. Connor, I want you to go for the quartermaster over there. As for me, I'm killing the Captain."
"Yes Miss!" Both Connor and Abraham agreed firmly together. the three of them unsheathed their swords and jumped.
Abraham, as skilled and experienced as he was, leapt right onto his target and sliced his throat instantly. The quartermaster was farther back from the other two, so Connor had to land on the quarterdeck and run towards him, the two then engaging in combat.
Anna landed right upon the captain, who had been standing near the helm. Before she had a chance to do anything however, he pushed her towards the port side of the ship. In doing so, she lost grip of her sword and was left defenceless as it slid across the surface of the quarterdeck. Connor was still fighting against the quartermaster and Abraham had now run down onto the main deck to assist the rest of the crew, who were now down there fighting with the Spanish Officers of the Frigate.
Anna was left to deal with the Captain alone. A Captain which she had underestimated as he now loomed over her. The only thing that saved Anna was her quick thinking. She jumped to her feet and kicked a foot hard into the Captain's stomach. It not only winded him, but pushed him back a good couple of feet until he lost his balance and fell.
He had landed at the starboard side of the helm, his head right underneath the wheel, one of the handles just above his throat. Anna's instinct kicked in and before the Captain could even realise what was happening, Anna took hold of the wheel and pulled it down hard to starboard. An almighty roar of thunder sounded the exact moment the Captain's neck snapped under the weight of the wheel.
"Wow, Miss Anna! That was so cool!" Connor had approached her now, having taken care of the quartermaster. The teenager removed the Captain's body from the helm so Anna could take control of the ship.
"Connor, go find Kristoff and send him up here, if you will?"
"Yes Miss!" And with that, he ran down to the main deck into the midst of the fighting.
Moments later, Kristoff was at her side.
"Anna! You killed the Captain?" He asked as he noticed the body at their feet. "So what's the plan now? We could try and outrun the fleet but the Galleon would probably take care of us before we got far away enough."
"I've got a plan," Anna assured him, looking to her left. In the distance, the heart of the storm was nearby. The clouds were black, the rain was harsh, the thunder was deafening, and lighting was cracking down into the sea frequently. The waves were far too monstrous for any sane sailor to steer their ship into that direction. Kristoff realised, with horror, what his best friend was planning to do.
"Anna no!" He pleaded.
"Anna YES!" She yelled as she steered the ship hard to port and they made their way out of the fleet.
Before anyone on the Galleon had realised what had happened, the Frigate was entering the storm.
The rain became suddenly heavier and lashed down upon them ever harder. Anna had never had much experience steering a ship, having only done the one time on a calm evening. This was much different. She could not let it deter her though, as she did all she could to save the remainder of the Providence's crew.
"Anna, you are being absolutely crazy!" Kristoff shouted at the top of his voice, in order to have himself heard over the noise of the storm.
"We either sail through this storm or we go back to the Spanish, Kristoff! Which would you rather do?!" Anna replied loudly as she navigated her way through the biggest waves she had ever experienced.
Ahead of the ship, a funnel shaped vortex was coming straight for them.
"MISS ANNA!" She heard Connor shout from the main deck below. "WATERSPOUT! STEER WIDE!"
"I SEE IT, CONNOR!"
And before it got too close, she steered the ship hard to starboard. The force of the turn actually knocked Kristoff off his feet and the only thing that kept Anna stood upright was her grip on the wheel. The water spout narrowly missed them, but as it passed by, the ship was pulled harshly to port side by the force of the vortex. They steadied out somewhat once it was out of reach.
Anna steered the ship for another half hour through the vigorous storm. They narrowly missed another waterspout and she was constantly trying to dodge the lightning as it seemed to aim itself for their ship. On one occasion it missed them by mere inches. Kristoff had to stay by Anna's side and help her turn the wheel often, the waves being so strong it needed two to navigate it in the direction they needed to go.
Eventually, the clouds started to lighten and the sounds of thunder had become distant rumbles as opposed to roars. The rain was still heavy, but with the wind weakening, it wasn't quite a threat now as it had been not long before.
As the waves eased up and became easier to sail across, Anna let out a sigh of relief. She let go of her grip on the wheel and turned around, sliding to the ground with her back against it. Her legs just didn't have the strength to hold her up for the moment after everything she'd just been through.
She turned her gaze to the sky. The sun had started to rise in the east, creating a bright orange hue to shine upon the ship. Towards the west, the storm was still brewing, but it was so far in the distance now it posed no threat whatsoever. Anna watched the lightning crash into the ocean from the black clouds and listened to the distant thunder. She had no idea how she'd managed it, but she had sailed them through a storm and to safety. They were safe.
Kristoff walked in front of her, holding out his hand to help her up. She looked up at him, raindrops falling on her face, although much softer now. Anna took her best friend's hand and once again got to her feet.
"Jesus, Anna..." He started, voice full of bewilderment. "You... you did it... you actually did it! We actually survived!"
From below on the main deck, Anna heard a roar of cheers from the men who had helped her. She couldn't help the huge, yet tired grin from spreading across her face.
She walked over lazily to the edge of the ship and looked down at the broadside, Kristoff right behind her.
"By God, she took some knocks, didn't she?" Kristoff mentioned as he looked at the damage of the ship. The storm had caused some damage to the structure but all in all, it was still able to sail well.
"I think we should keep her," Anna said, still smiling.
"What?" Kristoff asked.
"Yeah. Let's keep her... for good. You should even be Captain. You'd make a great one." She replied, turning back towards Kristoff.
Kristoff raised his eyebrows at what Anna had actually just said. He would never be capable enough to be the Captain of a ship.
"No no no no no... I could definitely not be Captain. I wasn't the one who busted us all out of the cells. It wasn't me who made the plan to escape the Galleon and take control of this ship. And I certainly didn't sail the ship through a storm and survive, saving all of ours lives! Anna, if anyone should be Captain, it needs to be you!"
Before Anna could even respond, Connor made a statement.
"Kristoff's right, Miss Anna. You're the one with the capability of Captaining this crew. You should do it!"
Anna was rendered speechless.
"And the rest of the crew agree, don't you guys?!" Kristoff shouted down to the gathering of men on the main deck, looking up at the three of them.
Again, they cheered, all willing to sail under Anna seeing as she had saved everyone's lives and commandeered a ship for them all.
Well, everyone except Hamilton.
"Have you all gone mad?!" He shouted in disgust. "We cannot sail under the authority of a girl! I, for one, will not stand for it! It's too vile to even think about."
Without warning, Kristoff pulled his Flintlock pistol out and pointed it straight at Hamilton's head.
"I'm sorry, what were you saying?" He asked calmly. "You either sail with us, with Anna as your Captain, or I shoot you. You choose."
The look of pure venom in Hamilton's eyes was overwhelming, but with a pistol pointing at him, he dared not say another word.
"That's what I thought," Kristoff spoke as he lowered his Flintlock. "So, Anna..." He turned back towards his best friend. "What do you say? Be our Captain?"
Anna, still quite speechless, managed to mumble out a quiet reply.
"Ummm... well I... I suppose I could... I could try." She ran a hand through her damp hair, embarrassed from all the praise. "Only if you'll be my Quartermaster, though. I can't do this without you, Kristoff."
Kristoff beamed down at her, thoroughly thrilled at her offer.
"It would be an honour... Captain."
Anna let out a laugh, still unsure how this had all happened.
"So what're our first orders, Miss A- ... I mean, Captain Anna?" Connor asked, smiling at her.
Anna thought it through.
"Release the prisoners in the hold. They will become part of our crew or they will stay prisoners, it's up to them. Johnny and Abraham, you see to those will you?" The two men nodded and went down below. "The bodies need clearing," Anna continued. "Hamilton and Phillip... throw them all overboard." The two got to it, Hamilton muttering complaints to himself the entire time, obviously not too happy at being given such a chore.
"As for you two," She turned to the men on the quarterdeck with her. "Kristoff, as quartermaster, you're in charge of supplies. That means ammo, food, water, money, anything. Go through the entire ship and make a list of what you find. I need to know what rations we have. Connor, you can lend him a hand."
"Aye Captain!" Connor replied excitedly, using any excuse he could to call her that now. The two of them left the quarterdeck and worked on finding all the supplies.
"William!" Anna shouted down to the last remaining crew member on the main deck.
"Yes, Captain?!"
"On the Providence, you were the navigator, were you not?"
"Indeed I was, Captain!"
"Then the two of us will make our way down to the Captain's quarters and we will navigate a route out of here." Anna instructed him as she made her way down the quarterdeck ladders.
"Yes, of course, Captain," the young man replied. "What's our heading?"
Anna smiled, to herself more than anything.
"Arendelle."
HELLO MY LOVELIES! This is the longest chapter so far, so forgive me for taking so many days to write it! I've actually had a really busy week and all in all I got this out in about 3 days which isn't bad ;D There was going to be a lot more to this chapter, but considering how long it is, I will be uploading another small chapter tomorrow! There will be lots of Elsa! And, considering how long you've all waited for this... I will give you a quick spoiler. SPOILER SPOILER SPOILER! Anna does arrive in Arendelle in the next one! :D:D:D:D:D
So much has happened in this chapter so far though, it just had to be by itself. Elsa's bit will come tomorrow in a very quick one. Hope you all enjoyed this! Anna is a full on legit pirate captain now wahey! Thank you all so much for reading this and as always I absolutely would love to read some reviews. I honestly have the greatest readers in the world and I love hearing what you all have to say about it! Your reviews honestly crack me up, you crazy lot! Thanks again, Much love to you all! I will return tomorrow with the next update! :)