This is part of my upcoming Pirate AU. You have no idea how excited I am to start writing this AU. For now, I will continue working on the chapter plans and finishing off other stories.
Prompt: 'Fog' + BixLu
Monsters and Men
Lucy could hear the waves crashing against the hull, but if she looked down over the port side of the ship, she couldn't see anything past the thick fog that covered the water. If she looked up, Lucy could only just make out the masts and the rigging that supported the blood red sails.
Most of the crew were still asleep with the sun having only just begun to rise over the horizon. It wouldn't be long before they were all up and on deck, and the rigging crew would be sent up to release the sails to catch what little wind there was that morning.
She heard the heavy footsteps behind her and glanced back to see the captain. Bickslow watched her for just a moment before he broke the somehow still silence. "We'll make port before the end of the day," he said. "The fog should clear once the sun is up and we'll be on our way."
Lucy only gave a small nod.
She'd only spent a week on the ship, but it had hadn't even taken her that long to begin to question all the stories her father had told her. She'd grown up with tales of monsters. Monsters that claimed the seas as theirs and took anything and everything they wanted with no concern for others. Monsters that thrived on the blood of the men they'd slain.
And while some of those tales may end up being very well true, Lucy couldn't help but wonder just where the line between the myths and the truth laid.
A week earlier, she'd been pulled from the sea by those monsters, and been given safe haven and the promise of returning home - although Lucy wasn't entirely sure where home was anymore, since her father and everyone else on the royal navy ship had been lost to the seas in the storm that had almost claimed her as well. Still, the men she'd spent the last week with, just hadn't seemed like monsters to her. They hadn't seemed like the bloodthirsty savages that her father and everyone else had told her about.
They'd just seemed like men.
And as Lucy stared down at the thick layer of fog above the waves, she could only wonder if the captain that stood beside her was truly as fearsome as the tales had led her to believe.