Cearbhail: The longest chapter i've ever written. I wanted it all done on one chapter, but the Little Red part is so long that it could have easily been its own chapter. But...it's great, it's perfect, and it's only just beginning. Just imagine where this will go. And yes, it's been a while, but I promise to speed up. Now that I've introduced a new clumsy character...everything will be a lot more random and funny. I promise. Well, you'll see anyway.

Hope you enjoy.

[Malik Ishtar]

The sunset loomed ahead of us; the sky a bright orange as the sun slowly disappeared from view. I could see Wolfe was still bringing his men onboard his ship, stocking it with crates of supplies. I watched as Little Red was walked there by an unknown man. That was troubling, but not enough for me to break the plan. She was still onboard; she could still do her part of the mission just fine. What I did not like was that the docks were still heavily guarded by knights.

I looked away from the ship to the iron mines that loomed in the opposite direction. I was beginning to doubt that the Locksley's men had done their job. I should have seen a fire by now. Heck, I should be at the docks by now. Something needed to be done. I couldn't just sit here any longer.

I looked back to the docks. Wolfe was finishing up yelling at his crewmen now that they had everything they needed onboard their ship. He was beginning to scream to his crewmates as they readied the ship for launch. If I waited any longer, I would miss the ship taking off and Little Red would be lost forever. I could not have that. If she were to disappear, the Coven would not support me in my mission. No, I had to do this now.

I turned to Locksley and said, "Ok, Hood. I can't wait any longer, neither can you. I fear that your men are captured or dead. I feel that you should head to the mine and fix whatever has happened to your men. I, on the other hand, will head to the ship and free the witches before they set sail. You got all that?"

Locksley nodded to me, pulling up his giant green hood. He slipped his bow over his shoulder and stood up. "Yeah, I got it. I'll go to the mine and see about lighting it up. You go and get those women free." He did not wait as he turned around and began racing down the roof. He paused near the end and scanned for something. "What's the fastest way down?"

I walked over to the edge and looked down as well. I found a giant pile of hay. I pointed to the wagon full of tunics and
said, "There, that wagon is filled with soft clothes. Go land on that."

"Won't that break the wagon, though?" He asked as he watched it roll by.

"If you don't jump now…you'll have to jump into hay, which will be filled with chicken crap, I found out." I told him. He still looked hesitant, so I shoved him forward by slapping him on the back. "Good luck!" I screamed as he stuttered forward, pushing himself off at the last second so that he wouldn't fall to his death.

"I'll get you for this!" He screamed as he fell like a brick.

"Only if you land in the cart of clothes!" I screamed back to him. I tracked him as he fell straight down, missing the cart of clothes. He landed on the wagon puller instead. I turned my head away, not looking as he hit the guy. I turned my head back to see if Locksley survived. He was groggily standing up, brushing his tunic off. The wagon puller was probably dead, however.

Locksley looked up at me and shook a fist at me. "I'll get you for that!" I barely heard his threat over the call of the wind. I smiled and took a step forward, planting my foot against the edge. I spread my arms out as I let the wind take me. I judged my fall and closed my eyes as I soared through the air like a falling hawk. I felt the world come to a sudden stop as I landed on something soft and smelled eerily clean. I opened my eyes, seeing that I had landed on the clean tunics, like I originally planned. Locksley stood above me, his arms crossed, and one of his eyes bruised. He had blood dripped from his mouth.

I pushed myself out of the clothes, taking Locksley's hand when he offered it. When he pulled me up, I nodded my thanks to him. "Learn to have faith that when you jump, you will land and survive. If you are to become an Assassin, you will be making larger leaps than the one you took off that roof. Sometimes you don't even have time to find a target, only pray that you will find one underneath you. Lucky for you, you landed on the wagon puller. If you had jumped when I told you to…you would have landed on the clothes."

He stared at me unblinkingly before he turned himself around to run off. "Well, I better get running. I'm sure that I need to get moving."

"Wait." I called to him. When he stopped to look at me, I spun myself around and looked at the wagon. It was being pulled by two horses. "The wagon puller probably won't need these horses anymore. I say we take them to make this go by a lot faster." He didn't seem so certain until I untied the horses and passed one off to him. The horse didn't reject him as he climbed on top of it.

Locksley patted the horse on the head before turning it around. "Where are we meeting up?"

I pulled myself up onto the horse and turned to face him. "That depends on how fast you get done. If you have time to help me with freeing the prisoners, then come help. If that's already done and over, meet us at Little Red's." I didn't wait for Locksley to reply. I leaned forward on the horse and pushed my boots into his legs. The horse replied by whinnying and running forward. I tried to push myself a little up so that I wasn't bouncing on the horses butt. I was getting sore already and I haven't even left yet. I didn't have a saddle and riding saddleless was painful.

I watched as the docks continued to grow closer. My horse was sprinting as fast as it could go, and I was bouncing as hard as I possibly could. But, I would ignore that pain for now…and do nothing but feel it for the next few weeks. I'd be sure to pay Wolfe back for every second I felt pain. I didn't care how much pain I was in. All that mattered was that I freed the prisoners before that ship left harbor.

"Pull over!" I heard a voice call from behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see a knight dressed in blue armor racing towards me with a horse with two flags flapping on the saddles: one red, one blue. I rolled my eyes as I started pulling my horse to the side of the dirt road, eventually coming to a stop. The knight stopped just behind me and sat there. I continued to look at him, but he just sat there, writing something down on a parchment of paper.

"Excuse me, but…I'm in a hurry to save someone." I said to the knight. "Can we hurry this along?" He looked up at me with indifferent eyes before looking down at his parchment. I groaned as I started to shift on my horse's back. My groin was in so much pain I wanted nothing more than to stand up and shift my weight.

The knight glanced at me, his eyes sharp. "Don't move, sir! If you get off that horse, I will take it as an offense. I will shoot to kill." He yelled to me as he started getting off his high horse. A heavy boot thudded against the floor and the knight started strolling up to me, a thin piece of wood in his mouth that he was quietly chewing on. His helmet had a clear visor made from glass, it looked like. When he pulled it off, I saw long golden hair fly through the wind like an untamed fire on his head. I shook my head and reminded myself that I was currently in burning pain. I was trying everything I could do to keep myself from feeling that pain. Sitting still on a horse was not helping. I needed to get up or get moving again.

When he finally caught up to me, I nodded to him. "Is there a problem, knight?"

He glanced at me, chewing his thin wood thing. "Do you know why I pulled you over?"

"Was I speeding?" I asked.

He nodded and said, "That was one reason. Sir, do you know that you don't have a saddle attached to your horse? Or that you're missing a horseshoe on the left back hoof? Do you even have registration for this horse? Do you have a license to ride?"

I rolled my eyes as I glanced at him. "No, I don't have registration for this horse. I kinda stole him from a dead guy." When he was about to say something, I pulled out a throwing knife and tossed it at him. It caught him in his unprotected throat. As he started to squirm around, trying to pull the knife out of his neck, I started galloping forward. "Don't bother, it's laced with poison. You'll be dead in ten seconds regardless if you pull it out or not."

I didn't wait to watch him die. Though, it would be nice to take his money from him. I didn't have any current currency for this place and my stomach was beginning to grumble. Come to think of it, I'd only been here a couple days now and the only thing I've had to eat was at Locksley's hideout. Well, I did have some tea at Little Red's but…that wasn't a meal. So, despite everything, I turned my horse around and charged back to the falling knight, who was still gagging on his neck.

I jumped off my horse and ran up to him. He glared at me with wide eyes as I started digging around his satchel. I smiled as I pulled out a nice wrapping full with coins. I jingled it to make sure it was currency before I nodded to him. "Thank you for your donation to my cause. I'll be sure the King will be glad to know that your money went to his downfall." I patted him on the shoulder. "Goodbye." As he started to fall over, he reached into his satchel, pulling out a crossbow. Instead of pointing it at me and firing, as I would have done, he pointed it up into the sky and released the bolt. I watched as it soared into the sky. It disappeared but then erupted into a bright red light. It lingered there until it fizzled out. I suddenly felt very…stupid for standing here and watching that.

I turned and ran for my horse. I heard thundering hooves behind me. I jumped on and kicked the hell out of the thing before it whinnied and pushed forward, sprinting as fast as it could go. I looked behind me to see several more knights dressed like the rest with horses dressed like his. They were following me, screaming orders for me to pull over. When I didn't, they started pulling out their crossbows and firing at me. I managed to dodge most of their bolts, but my horse caught one in the butt, which only made him gallop faster. Great, I had just caused a great distraction, but it didn't matter because I was the distraction. How could I sneak aboard the ship if I was being chased? I only shook my head and looked as the ship containing Little Red started to drift away from port. Great…and I missed the ship. Now it was all up to her…and Locksley. Oh…and I had to deal with these guards.

…

[Robin Hood]

I had long ditched the horse for the casual approach more fitting to my style. The mine was surrounded by woods and by hills. Since the mines went into the hills and traveled down into the ground, I could easily approach from above with the rest of my outlaws. Hopping from tree branch to tree branch was easy once you got the hang of it. It wasn't like jumping off of high rooftops onto a moving cart filled with clothes. It was a lot like running on rooftops, jumping from one rooftop to another. You just needed to spot your next tree branch that could support you before you fell to your death. I learned from the best teacher around…squirrels.

I lowered down, taking a seat on the thick branch as I looked down at the mines. Little John and a few of my men were tied up and rounded up at the well. Three knights stood watch over them and all surrounding areas as they waited. I swallowed as I looked around. I could see a few other knights patrolling around. I guess they were on alert now that a few of my men were captured. I could see that the barrels of oil and hay were still spread out, ready to be ignited. But…if I set them off now, I could risk being overrun by knights all around the area before I could release my friends. I couldn't take that chance.

I waved three of my best archers forward. They inched along the tree branches, jumping from one to another while making little to no noise at all. They landed with the grace of squirrels racing. It would not alarm any guards. They didn't believe men could climb trees this well. It would be their undoing.

My men took up positions around the trees surrounding me. I was high enough that I could talk to them without arising suspicion. "Drop sentries quietly." I said to them. They nodded and started loading their arrows. I watched as the sentries paced back and forth like mindless drones. One of my men would shoot an arrow to stir up the wildlife. Once the guard turned and checked for whatever caused the noise, one of my archers would nail him in the neck. As soon as he began to fall, another man on the ground would race over and pull his body into the brush before he could make a sound. We took out all four sentries this way. This was how we survived this long.

The three still guarding my men were not even alarmed to what was going on, so I nodded to my three archers. "Line up shots. Joshua, take the one on the left. Roger, take the one in the middle. Fred, take the one of the right. Fire on my mark. …. Mark!"

All three of my archers released their arrows, hitting their targets within a second of each other. The three knights fell to the ground, dead. Well, hopefully. I jumped from my tree branch and freefell towards the ground. At the last second, I grabbed onto a branch with my gloved hands. It was light enough to bend with me, just enough that I slowed down before resuming my fall to the ground. The rest of my men fell from the treetops with me, landing all around me. They started scattering as they set up strategic points for any ambush that might happen. I, however, needed to light this place up.

I showed myself to Little John as I walked up to him. He nodded a welcome before standing up and pulling his arms. The tight rope restricting him began snapping. It finally broke off and his arms roared out from behind him. I shook my head in wonder. I could train my whole life to build muscle…and I'd never have arm definition like him. He was a beast. Why did he get captured then? This should have been easy for him.

Little John walked up to me, nodding a welcome. "Sorry, Hood. I was caught off guard." He glared over at George before looking back at me. "I was hoping you'd come here to help."

I nodded and patted him on the shoulder. "I had no choice. The Assassin will do fine without my support. I trust he's already onboard the ship and killing all the slavers. But, we'll still light this place up, regardless. It will cause the King some trouble and allow our friend to escape with no knights watching his every move."

…

[Malik]

I pulled my head down as an arrow whizzed above my head. "Shab!" I cried to myself as a giant light started covering me. I looked up at the town to see a giant torch on top of a giant watchtower being directed by a curved bowl being aimed right at me. Oh, great! Now they could track my every move! And what more…the ship was out into the middle of the river now. I was never going to catch up.

My horse cried out in horror and fell forward. When he did not recover, I pushed myself off, running across his back as he tumbled. I pushed off his butt, unsheathed my sword, spun myself around, and brought my sword up just in time to deflect an arrow coming right at me. I tucked myself in as I crashed into the ground, being pulled backwards by the moving ground. I crashed into the horse and pushed off of him, flying over him and landing back on my feet. I slid back for a few meters before coming to a stop. I still had my sword out in front of me. Knights on horses started to surround me, each one holding either a sword or a loaded crossbow. I smiled. Time to put my training to good use.

I smiled as I saw the mine burst up into flames. Good, that meant Locksley was done with his objective. I bet he'd be on his way to come and help me any second.

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[Robin Hood]

"So, shall we head to the harbor?" Little John asked me.

I looked out to see that he ship had already set sail. "No, we can't be of any more help at this point. I say we just wait at Little Red's house."

"Sir…the ship is out in the river." Little John said.

I nodded. "Aye, that it is." But…why?

"If the ship is out to sea…doesn't that mean that the Assassin never made it aboard? Otherwise, wouldn't it be still at the harbor filled with dead slavers?"

I nodded. That was a good point. "True…but we can't swim any more than we can sink a ship with arrows. But…we should at least go and try, right?" My men started bellowing war chants and raising their weapons in a battle cry. I nodded and looked back at them. "Ok, I guess we're going to go infiltrate a ship already heading out to sea and free our witches."

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[Little Red]

I sighed as I grabbed my head. The ship rocked back and forth, moving with the waves. It was moving more frantically than it was moving earlier. And my head was not dealing with it nicely either. At least Wolfe wasn't having his way with me. No, he just threw me into the damp cage with my coven sisters. The walls dripped with water and the floor was probably a few inches deep with water. I wondered if this ship was even stable enough for the trip. I didn't want to drown in the middle of the ocean.

I still hadn't seen Zorro yet. I knew he was on the ship somewhere but I didn't know where. Last I saw him, he was offered a bottle of rum. That was right before one of Wolfe's men brought me below deck and tossed me in a cage with my sisters. Even then the water on the floor was above my ankles. I didn't notice it rise any since then. It had been probably an hour or so.

"Get your hands off of me!" I heard someone scream from above.

"Sir, we found this one right outside Nottingham. She's one of them heretics from the sand lands." One of Wolfe's men said. "Just look at her outfit, she's not from around here."

I heard Wolfe laugh. "And her outfit resembles that man's that attacked me in the street. Well then, toss her down with the others; I'm sure she will be a great addition to our client. He's always nagging me to bring someone more exotic."

I heard someone scream as she fell down the stairs. A blur of white crashed into the ankle deep water and I could see a Middle Eastern woman with black hair pulling her head out of the water, spitting it out. She glared up at the man and started screaming curses at him in a language I did not even begin to understand. I looked up at the man, who only shrugged at her. "What? You tripped on your robe! I didn't push you."

The woman pushed herself up and it was then that I could see her outfit. She was wearing the same robes as Marik. That would make her…an Assassin, I bet. That brought a smile to my face, even though she had no weapons on her. If she could do half the things I saw Marik do that one time I was being pinned to the ground, I was sure she could help me get out of here.

The man rushed down and grabbed her shackled hands as she started to race up the stairs again. Once he grabbed her, she spat in his face. He lunged back in surprise and growled out in complaint before turning her around and pushing her towards the cages. She was still struggling against him and three other men had to race down the stairs to come and contain her while the man unlocked the cage door. One man actually grabbed her from behind and pulled her back. She replied by kicking the man unlocking the cage. His head bobbed for a second before he passed out and crashed into the water. He didn't move. He must have been knocked out. Another man walked up and whacked her in the face. She gasped out in pain before turning her head to him. When she growled, he turned around and headed back to the stairs.

Another man hurried as he unlocked the cage door. Once the cage door was open, he nodded to his friend, the one holding her tightly. He began throwing her inside the cage. He almost got away with it until she brought her leg up and caught him under the belt. He whined and fell into the water. The girl snapped her other leg out, kicking the other crewmate into the cage. He screamed in horror as a loose bar appeared in his chest. He glanced down, bringing his hands up to grab the bar like he couldn't believe it was there. His eyes finally rolled back, leaving me standing with a cage door wide open with my Coven sisters standing behind me, and a bloodied panting Assassin standing at the door's entrance, glaring at us like she was going to kill us next.

We heard another series of steps, making the Assassin girl spin around to see who was coming next. It was Zorro. He had his sword ready and a smile on his face. "Ok, I'm finally ready to get you…" He was saying as he ran up to us. He didn't get far. The Assassin launched her leg out, snapping him across the head. While in mid-run, his head snapped to the side, and he fell face-first into the water. He didn't move. He was probably dead.

"What did you do that for?" I asked/screamed to her. "He was going to free us!"

She looked over at me, her eyes narrowed. She was still seething with anger but at least she wasn't raving with it. She looked cold and contemplative. Her black hair hung in front of her face, obscuring her face from me. She looked like a wraith with her white robes and black hair hiding her face. Even though her eyes were hidden from me and her body was so rigid that she looked like a living statue, I could tell she was glaring right at me. I couldn't handle the silence.

"Well…aren't you going to free us? You're an Assassin, right? Aren't you with Marik Ishbar?" I said to her. I saw her head lift instantly at hearing Marik's name.

She started walking towards me, walking right up to the bars. I looked at the door…it was still open. So, why was she standing on the other side of the bars? I didn't like where this was going. She shook her head until her wet hair shifted away from her eyes. Strong hazel eyes were staring at me. They weren't glaring or judging, just…staring. It was odd. And from what I was seeing, she wasn't all that much older than me. In fact, she looked younger than I was. I would guess around 15 or something.

She tore her eyes away as heavy footsteps pounded the staircase. More of Wolfe's men charged into the watery floor, splashing water as they ran to every inch of the open space. There were at least ten of them. They all had broadswords out and ready to attack the Assassin with. She turned to look at me, giving me a small smile before looking back to the attackers.

"If you untie me… I can help you fight them." I whispered to her. She didn't react to me. I don't think she even understood me. I know Marik understood English, but maybe this Assassin didn't. I watched as her eyes tracked over the pirates. She didn't move from her spot. Not until the first of the pirates charged at her. As soon as he slashed at her, she side-stepped his slash. She spun herself around, the tail of her robes throwing water up into the air. The water crashed into the pirate's face. He cried out as the salt in the water blinded him.

In that second of confusion, she jumped back, throwing herself at his raised sword. I heard the sword cut through something and the girl's arms flashed out from behind her back. She snapped her hand back, ramming the space between her thumb and her fingers into the guy's throat. He gurgled in pain as he fell into the water. The girl disregarded him as she stepped up to face the other nine pirates. They didn't wait, and they didn't charge in one at a time like a bunch of idiots. They all came at her at the same time.

She kicked her leg out, kicking more salt water at them. They all averted their eyes just long enough for her to lower down and dive into the shallow water. I watched as she slid across an opening between the pirates, disappearing from their view. By the time they opened their eyes and started looking for her, she was already reaching for the neck of the man at the middle of the cluster. One snap later, the man was falling into the water and the girl was holding his sword and a dagger. She looked more than ready to fight.

I looked down at my own hands and wished I could undo the knot. I closed my eyes and focused my energy into my palm. It took a while, and I heard men screaming in pain as they fell into the water. I didn't see it, I could only hear it. And even that was distracting me. I could hear swords clashing, men screaming, and then water sloshing. I continued to push my willpower into my hands until I could feel it burning with energy. I focused that energy into a form I could control. I willed it to flow to my bonds, the rope keeping me bound. Once it was there, I willed the rope to untie itself and for my wrists to come free. It took a minute of pure focus, but I felt the rope loosen enough that it fell off my wrists. I brought my hands out in front of me and I snapped my eyes open.

I took in what I saw. The girl Assassin was standing in the middle of a bunch of bloodied pirates. They all lied in the dark red water. She had a foot on a fat stomach of the last remaining pirate, a scimitar aimed at his throat. "Where are you taking us?" She said with a heavy accent. Ok, so she could speak English then.

The man had his hands out and sprawled out. He was gasping for air as she kept pushing his head underwater with her boot. When his head broke the surface, he screamed, "France! We're going to France."

"Not if I can help it." She pushed his head back underwater and held it there while she looked at me. "I see you managed to free yourself." She called to me before looking at my sisters. "You go ahead and tend to your friends, I will see about killing the Captain and getting us back to…wherever we were before." All the while, the man waved his hands around, trying to pull her leg off of his head. It wasn't helping. His hands finally let go of her leg and fell into the water. I guess he was dead.

Zorro cried out in horror, taking his head out of the salty water. He took a deep breath that resembled a banshee crying out for death. He stood right up, swaying a little while saying, "Ok, I'm ready this time!" He turned to look at me, seeing that my hands were already untied. "Ok, I guess I'll help the other maidens get out of their ropes."

I looked at the Assassin that killed all the men. She must be quite the experienced Assassin to take them all down as easily as she had. She turned to look at me and she smiled. "Oh, by the way, I'm Laila Ishtar. I think you know my brother…" She stepped towards me but accidentally tripped on something. A crossbow that was underneath her launched its bolt straight through the water. She screamed more in surprise than pain as the bolt flew in over her head. I watched as the bolt flew right into a lit oil lamp. The bolt broke the glass containing the oil and shook the burning fire from its resting place. The water under the lamp burst into flames and it was quickly spreading over to us. Even more than that, it was spreading over the large barrels of cannon powder.

Zorro saw this as well as I did and screamed, "Everyone, get down!" He dived into the cage, tackling me. I held my breath as salt water covered my face. I closed my eyes and hoped for the best. What I heard was a loud roar that pushed all the water into me so hard that all my breath escaped my lungs. I pushed myself up as fast as I could, but the water was actually increasing now. And it was filling up fast. I brought my head up above the water to see that a giant hole had been ripped into the side of the ship. The water was already up to my waist and it was coming up to my chest. The cage was only so high and it was shut again.

I looked out to see Laila poking her head out of the water. She looked at me and flashed me a toothy grin. "Oops…sorry." I think she shrugged. "I'm kind of a klutz…"

"Just get us out of this cage!" I screamed to her. My sisters were not having as much luck as I was having. I could swim because my hands were unbound. They were all still bound. They were going to drown any minute…as was I if this cage wasn't opened soon. I turned myself around and rushed up to my sisters, bringing my hands out. Ok, I still had this thing charged…and I hear that magic works better under duress.

I pictured my sisters and their fear of drowning. I pictured their bounds coming undone. I pictured their faces as they started sinking underwater. I could feel the water coming even further up my chest now, almost coming up to my neck. It was a good thing I was short. Just because it was reaching me doesn't mean it will reach my sisters yet. I continued to focus on their constraints. I snapped a little willpower out right as the water started reaching my nose. I broke my concentration and started pushing up, floating above the water. My sisters all cried in joy as their ropes fell off their hands. I did it. I freed them!

Zorro's head poked up from the last one and said, "Good think I keep a dagger with me at all times!" He said to me, flashing me a devilish smile. He swam up past me and charged into the cage door. He grabbed on and pulled himself underwater. I watched as Laila's head poked up from the water. She took a deep breath before diving back under. I continued to swim up and I felt my head connect with the top of the cage. This was it…I was running out of space. And the water was already coming back up to my nose.

Zorro's head burst through the water. "The door's open. Move!" He screamed as he dived back under. My sisters and I all nodded as we dived back underwater. I held my breath and tried to open my eyes but the salt in the water cried out to me. I closed my eyes and swam for the opening. I felt my way through the opening and pushed forward, trying to remember where the stairs were. I found them a few seconds later. I felt a hand grab onto my arm and pull me up. I swam instinctively up as fast as I could. My head burst through the water and I was coming up onto the deck.

I wiped the water from my eyes and looked back down at the opening to the underwater dungeon. I could see my sisters all coming up for air, all of them charging past me and onto the now sinking ship. I heard screaming so I turned around. Zorro was out ahead of us, slashing his metallic toothpick as several pirates as they tried to come at us. He slashed at them while keeping them away from us. Once the water broke through the cellar, the pirates all started screaming out.

"We're taking on water! Abandon ship!" Someone screamed out.

Wolfe poked his head over the banister to the stern. He glanced down at us before saying, "What's going on here?"

"Fireball!" I screamed. A light flashed in my hand but it fizzled out. No good. Oh well, that was the best it's ever done before. It was an attack spell, and I was best at…well…other stuff. I watched as more of my sisters ran out of the sinking cellar and out onto the main deck. I started taking count. I think that was everyone but the Assassin that saved us. Well, almost doomed us.

As soon as I started thinking about her, her head burst through the water-logged entrance to the cellar. She exhaled loudly as she pulled herself out of the cellar, smiling up at me. "Oops, almost ran out of air." She reached out for my hand, which I gladly took it and pulled her out of the water. "Thanks." She breathed. When she saw Zorro fighting the pirates, she reached into her robes and pulled out several long daggers.

"Where were you hiding those?" I almost screamed as she pulled the dagger out of her robes.

She turned to smile at me before throwing them at the pirates, while not even turning to look at them. The daggers found plenty of places to find a resting place, while Zorro just stood there with his metal toothpick. Once all the pirates were down on the floor, he turned to face us. "Come, we must end this before the slave-runner escapes."

"Too late." Little Angela called to us as she looked over the side of the ship. "He's on a lifeboat."

I rushed up to her and looked over the side of the ship. Wolfe was paddling away on a small boat with a few of his remaining men. He was shaking his hand at me. "I'll get you for this, witches! And your little white-robed friends too!"

That was the only lifeboat off this ship. Now it was sinking with us onboard it. And the shore was too far for us to just swim there. We'd die of exhaustion before we'd get to the shoreline. Zorro rubbed his chin in thought before smiling. "I have an idea." He turned around and walked up to the stern to the giant wheel. He smiled as he took the wheel and screamed, "I have the helm! Brace for impact, we're ramming the shore!"

I reached down for a banister as the ship started turning. Water was pulling up around us and the ship was pulling under. I sure hoped we had enough of the ship left to run it close enough to shore to get out alive.

Cearbhail: I sure hope they can run that ship into the harbor and bring it all to the ground...oh wait... did i just ruin that? Captain Jack Sparrow would be pleased.