The Great Dezard was the captain of the Skeleton Crew. He possessed a magic
that allowed him to revive the dead. He used to be a high priest for the
pharaoh. He believed that as pharaoh you could control the world, so he
tried to murder Pharaoh Yami but was caught and mummified alive. While in
hell, he made a pact with Anubis, to allow him to raise the dead and get
control of the world for the god. Anubis agreed to the terms and he rose
from the dead, gained a crew, and was conquering the world, one piece of
land at a time. He was dressed in white silk robes, with gold trim. He wore
lots of gold jewelry and a gold headpiece. He looked out the window of his
master cabin. The vast world was waiting to be conquered. He would rule the
world alongside the great god. Lost in his thought, he didn't see the
cloaked skeleton float through the door. "My lord," it spoke. Without
turning he replied, "Yes?" "The Royal Keeper has reported another ship in
our waters." "Hmm. They are bugs that need to be squashed. Eliminate them."
"Yes my lord," the skull servant said, bowing. With that he floated out of
the room. "The world is mine." Dezard said.
On deck, Zombie Warriors mounted their Zombie Dragons. An Armored Zombie headed each troop. "Men, you have seen the enemy. The Great Dezard wishes them to be eliminated. Now go! Defend your king!" the Armored Zombies shouted. The skeletons gave a battle cry and their dragons leapt into the air.
Mahandra's eyes shot open. She was lying, still in uniform, on her bed, a spell book opened in her stomach. Kuriboh had brought her a book of spells and she had been practicing some. She could now manipulate small amounts of water, small flames, and freeze water to ice. Kuriboh was nestled at her side. She moved slowly as not to wake him. Something didn't feel right. While she was a sleep, she saw a fierce battle. It was so horrible that she awoke in a cold sweat. She walked over to her window. The sky was scattered with tiny stars and the moon was full. The ocean seemed calm. It must have been a dream. She was about to lie back down when she saw a dark form high in the sky. Soon she noticed maybe two-dozen of them. She shrieked and jumped back as one flew low past her window. She then heard doors being yanked open and footsteps pounding through the halls. She ripped open her door and saw her fellow crewmates running to the deck. "What's going on?" She said. She then felt a light tapping on her back. She swung around and saw Kuriboh holding her staff. She nodded and grabbed it, running out the door and joining the fight.
On deck, the black of night was soon lit by flames and magic spells. Decaying dragons fired pillars of fire down at the attackers. Sword wielding skeletons battled with the warriors. Mahandra dodged through the crowds. The air smelled of dead flesh. She heard a thump behind her and saw a Zombie Warrior running at her, his sword ready to slash. "Flames of Hell! Curse you!" She shouted and twirled her wand. She aimed it at the foe and a jet of fire shot out and engulfed his body. The skeleton screamed in pain as it was reduced to ash. "Thousand Knives!" Drake shouted and a storm of knives sent the one dragon into the sea. She heard a evil laugh from the side and was knocked off he feet by the Clown Zombie. It laughed again and prepared to destroy her. A bucket of water sat next to her. She raised her wand, "Water! Swat my foe!" The water rose from the bucket and splashed hard against the clown. He was stunned for a while, giving her time to stand. The zombie wiped his eyes and caught her foot in his face. There was a hideous cracking sound as the clowns face was smashed inwards. It shrieked in pain. It began to run around swinging its spear blindly, trying to find her. With one spin kick she decapitated the clown and its body fell limp to the deck. In her triumph, she didn't see the foe come up from behind and blindside her.
The Dezard watched from his cabin. His sipped a glass of wine. "Excellent." He knew the ship was invading their waters but knew that they were more than pirates. They were the gifted few of the haven. The Dark Sage was his grandfather. The old fool thought that we could all live in peace. No! The gifted were the evolved few that would take over the world. Even the god Anubis knew this. He would destroy these fools then there would be no one to match his power. He wiped the wine glass against the wall and it shattered into thousands of pieces. "The world is mine Grandfather! You should have kept with me!" He then laughed aloud.
Drake blasted down another dragon but more kept coming. "Damn! They don't quit. If only Jinzo was in fighting condition. I could use his help." A sharp pain ran down his back as one of the dragons clawed him. He cried in pain and fell to the deck. The dragon flew down for the final blow. His staff had been knocked across the deck. There was nothing he could do to defend himself. Then there was a roar of pain from the dragon as Vorse Raider leapt into its path and slit its throat. He shoved Drake out of the way as the dragon crashed through the deck and into the lower floor. "Thanks," Drake said breathing heavily. "No problem," Sharlax replied and handed him his staff.
Down in the infirmary, Injection Fairy listened to the commotion above. "I hope everything is alright," she said. Jinzo stirred and began to stand. He felt a sharp pain and had to brace against the bed. "No Jinzo. You need your rest." She helped him lay back down. "But they need me," he said. "They can handle this." Just as she said that, the wall behind her caved in and a jackal stood in the opening. "I am The Mystic Jackal knight of Anubis! I am here to destroy you!" He drew his sword. With a mighty roar he rushed forwards to slice Injection Fairy. She screamed and threw her arms up in defense. A dark flash flew forward and knocked the jackal back. "You won't destroy us," Jinzo said, getting to his feet. "Ha! You are crippled. I can take you down easily." He reached back and drew a second sword. "Draw your weapon," it taunted. "Fine." Jinzo's eyes flashed red and crimson beams shot out and knocked the jackal off his feet, its swords clattering to the side. It slowly rose to its feet. "You fight with magic. That is cheap. Now we engage in hand to hand combat." He leapt into the air and his foot slammed into Jinzo's wound. Jinzo roared in pain as he hit the far wall. A shower of sparks flew out. Before he could stand a fist smashed his wound again. He roared again as sparks flew. "Told you that you couldn't win," the jackal said and raised his fist for the final blow. As it came down Jinzo caught it, twisted it to the side and threw him to the side. "You fight dirty," Jinzo said getting to his feet. "I do work for Anubis." The jackal said, taking fighting stance. Jinzo charged forward. The jackal smirked and leapt over his head, landing behind him. "Sorry. But you aren't quick enough." With that the Jackal Knight grabbed Jinzo's head and twisted it. There was a loud snap and Jinzo fell limp to the ground. He started down at his kill and laughed. "Fool. No one can stop Anubis." He then turned to Injection fairy. Before she could run he grabbed her arm and threw her to the ground. "What is your name?" He said. She whimpered but didn't answer. "What is it bitch!" "I-it's Nadalia." "Perfect." The next moments were the worst of her life.
The battle raged on the deck of the ship. The zombies were swarming onto the ship. They seemed to be unstoppable. Drake fought hard along side of Vorse Raider. They made a lethal combination. Sharlax lethal blades could slice through the toughest armor. And Drake used all of the strongest spells to swat the flying enemies. But it was no use. The master had been retreated to his cabin and was heavily guarded. "The zombies seem to be heading towards the back of the ship," Drake shouted to his partner. "Your right. We should follow them," Sharlax said slicing another skeleton to pieces. The turned and followed the zombies. They almost caught them when they hit a barrier. They slammed into it and stumbled back. "What the hell?" Vorse Raider said rubbing his head. "An invisible wall. Its fiend magic," Drake said, looking for the source. "Your absolutely correct my brother." Drake froze at the sound of the voice. A cloud of blood red smoke arose and the mystery man was revealed. "Brother. You have grown to the magician standard. You should have stuck with me. Then you wouldn't have to die." The man had long white hair and crimson eyes. He was dressed in blood red robes that resembled Drake's. He also wielded a staff that was identical to Drake's as well. "Who is this guy Drake?" Sharlax asked. "I guess you could call him the devil himself. That's my brother, Valtex." "Glad to see you remember me. You may be a Dark Magician but I also am one. And I think my skills are stronger than you. I am the Evil Dark Magician." "So you are working for the Dezard," Drake said. "Oh so you figured out the source." "Only he can control the dead." "Than I guess you will soon be working for him." Valtex twirled his staff and readied to battle his own brother. "Can you handle him Drake?" "Yeah. I got him." Sharlax nodded and ran towards the back of the ship. "Why don't you just surrender? My power is too much for you!" "We shall see brother." "Dark Magic Attack!" They both shouted.
Mahandra awoke on the wet deck. She slowly stood up. She looked around, taking in her surroundings. This wasn't the Skull Mariner. She panicked and ran to the rail of the ship. Across the water she saw the lights of the battle. "Don't fear," a dark voice said behind her. She jumped and spun around as fast as she could. A man in golden robes stood behind her. She knew he was dressed like a high priest. "You friends won't suffer for long. My zombies will sink their ship soon." "W-who are you? W-where am I?" "This is my ship. And I am The Great Dezard. My zombies brought you here. They sensed your strength and knew that I could use it." "You won't sink our ship. We have already destroyed most of you zombies," she said, working up a small amount of courage. "Hmph. You forget that I have the power to raise the dead. My zombies can't die unless I kill them." With that he held out his hand and revealed an eye symbol on his palm. "Arise my fallen comrades!" He shouted. At first nothing happened but then hundreds of bony hands gripped the rails of the ship and lifted themselves onto the ship. "You see. I am unbeatable."
On the skull mariner, the millions of bones began to reform. The dragons healed and took flight. Sharlax watched in horror as the zombies rebuilt themselves. "They can't be stopped." The floor behind him collapsed and a purple head appeared. With a snap of its mighty jaws it grabbed Vorse Raider and chomped down on his bones.
Their staffs smashed together. "You can't beat me brother." "Your wrong." Drake shoved his brother back. "Thousand knives!" They shouted in unison. Hundreds of steel knives collided and clattered onto the deck. Valtex kicked Drake backwards and onto the deck. "You are a fool. To go against The Great Dezard." Drake got to his feet. "The Dezard doesn't know what will happen to him once Anubis is done with him." "The Dezard is all powerful. Don't mock him! Dark Magic Attack." The blast knocked Drake off his feet and back onto the deck. Valtex grabbed him under the arms and lifted him into the air. "Now you will know not to go against the Dezard." Once he was a good height above the ship, he swung Drake by his foot and wiped him back towards the ship. "Die brother!"
"Get in the cell." The 13th Grave shoved Mahandra into a rusty cage. "No need to be pushy," she said. He grabbed her staff. "You won't be needing this." "Hey!" "Enjoy your stay!" The bony pirate said and walked away. "Oh great. Stuck in a cage." A barrel fell to the ground in the distance. She looked in that direction. "W-who's there?" She said, her heart thumping in her chest. But there was nothing. She walked up to the small window in the cell and peered through. The battle continued on her ship. "They have to win. They need to rescue me." She knew they wouldn't know what happened to her. She sat in a small corner and brought her knees to her chin. "They have to come." In front of her, a floorboard lifted slightly then fell. She was really scared. "It's ok. I need to get a grip.no one's even down here but me." "Not true." A raspy voice said. She shrieked and jumped to her feet. The floorboard flipped back completely, revealing a hollowed out space. She took a step forward and looked into the hole. Nothing was there, just blackness. She took another small step forward. Then a decaying hand shot up and grabbed her arm. She jumped in fright and began to struggle. There was a ripping sound as the sleeve of her uniform ripped. The hand shot back into the hole. The right side of her suit hung down, revealing her breast. "Oh great." She pulled it up and tried to tie in back together. Then the hand shot back up and grabbed her leg. With a hard tug, she fell to the ground. The hand seemed to be a monster. The hand shot between her legs. She tried to back up but more hands shot up through the floor and grabbed her arms and legs.
The main hand slipped past the crotch of her suit and two of the slimy fingers plunged into her vagina. She screamed and struggled harder. The hand thrust another finger in, sending a shock of pain through her. The three fingers thrust in again and again. Two more hands shot up under her armpits and tore the chest of her suit so her bust was revealed. Each hand grabbed one breast and began to knead and fondle them. She was being raped by hands!
On deck, Zombie Warriors mounted their Zombie Dragons. An Armored Zombie headed each troop. "Men, you have seen the enemy. The Great Dezard wishes them to be eliminated. Now go! Defend your king!" the Armored Zombies shouted. The skeletons gave a battle cry and their dragons leapt into the air.
Mahandra's eyes shot open. She was lying, still in uniform, on her bed, a spell book opened in her stomach. Kuriboh had brought her a book of spells and she had been practicing some. She could now manipulate small amounts of water, small flames, and freeze water to ice. Kuriboh was nestled at her side. She moved slowly as not to wake him. Something didn't feel right. While she was a sleep, she saw a fierce battle. It was so horrible that she awoke in a cold sweat. She walked over to her window. The sky was scattered with tiny stars and the moon was full. The ocean seemed calm. It must have been a dream. She was about to lie back down when she saw a dark form high in the sky. Soon she noticed maybe two-dozen of them. She shrieked and jumped back as one flew low past her window. She then heard doors being yanked open and footsteps pounding through the halls. She ripped open her door and saw her fellow crewmates running to the deck. "What's going on?" She said. She then felt a light tapping on her back. She swung around and saw Kuriboh holding her staff. She nodded and grabbed it, running out the door and joining the fight.
On deck, the black of night was soon lit by flames and magic spells. Decaying dragons fired pillars of fire down at the attackers. Sword wielding skeletons battled with the warriors. Mahandra dodged through the crowds. The air smelled of dead flesh. She heard a thump behind her and saw a Zombie Warrior running at her, his sword ready to slash. "Flames of Hell! Curse you!" She shouted and twirled her wand. She aimed it at the foe and a jet of fire shot out and engulfed his body. The skeleton screamed in pain as it was reduced to ash. "Thousand Knives!" Drake shouted and a storm of knives sent the one dragon into the sea. She heard a evil laugh from the side and was knocked off he feet by the Clown Zombie. It laughed again and prepared to destroy her. A bucket of water sat next to her. She raised her wand, "Water! Swat my foe!" The water rose from the bucket and splashed hard against the clown. He was stunned for a while, giving her time to stand. The zombie wiped his eyes and caught her foot in his face. There was a hideous cracking sound as the clowns face was smashed inwards. It shrieked in pain. It began to run around swinging its spear blindly, trying to find her. With one spin kick she decapitated the clown and its body fell limp to the deck. In her triumph, she didn't see the foe come up from behind and blindside her.
The Dezard watched from his cabin. His sipped a glass of wine. "Excellent." He knew the ship was invading their waters but knew that they were more than pirates. They were the gifted few of the haven. The Dark Sage was his grandfather. The old fool thought that we could all live in peace. No! The gifted were the evolved few that would take over the world. Even the god Anubis knew this. He would destroy these fools then there would be no one to match his power. He wiped the wine glass against the wall and it shattered into thousands of pieces. "The world is mine Grandfather! You should have kept with me!" He then laughed aloud.
Drake blasted down another dragon but more kept coming. "Damn! They don't quit. If only Jinzo was in fighting condition. I could use his help." A sharp pain ran down his back as one of the dragons clawed him. He cried in pain and fell to the deck. The dragon flew down for the final blow. His staff had been knocked across the deck. There was nothing he could do to defend himself. Then there was a roar of pain from the dragon as Vorse Raider leapt into its path and slit its throat. He shoved Drake out of the way as the dragon crashed through the deck and into the lower floor. "Thanks," Drake said breathing heavily. "No problem," Sharlax replied and handed him his staff.
Down in the infirmary, Injection Fairy listened to the commotion above. "I hope everything is alright," she said. Jinzo stirred and began to stand. He felt a sharp pain and had to brace against the bed. "No Jinzo. You need your rest." She helped him lay back down. "But they need me," he said. "They can handle this." Just as she said that, the wall behind her caved in and a jackal stood in the opening. "I am The Mystic Jackal knight of Anubis! I am here to destroy you!" He drew his sword. With a mighty roar he rushed forwards to slice Injection Fairy. She screamed and threw her arms up in defense. A dark flash flew forward and knocked the jackal back. "You won't destroy us," Jinzo said, getting to his feet. "Ha! You are crippled. I can take you down easily." He reached back and drew a second sword. "Draw your weapon," it taunted. "Fine." Jinzo's eyes flashed red and crimson beams shot out and knocked the jackal off his feet, its swords clattering to the side. It slowly rose to its feet. "You fight with magic. That is cheap. Now we engage in hand to hand combat." He leapt into the air and his foot slammed into Jinzo's wound. Jinzo roared in pain as he hit the far wall. A shower of sparks flew out. Before he could stand a fist smashed his wound again. He roared again as sparks flew. "Told you that you couldn't win," the jackal said and raised his fist for the final blow. As it came down Jinzo caught it, twisted it to the side and threw him to the side. "You fight dirty," Jinzo said getting to his feet. "I do work for Anubis." The jackal said, taking fighting stance. Jinzo charged forward. The jackal smirked and leapt over his head, landing behind him. "Sorry. But you aren't quick enough." With that the Jackal Knight grabbed Jinzo's head and twisted it. There was a loud snap and Jinzo fell limp to the ground. He started down at his kill and laughed. "Fool. No one can stop Anubis." He then turned to Injection fairy. Before she could run he grabbed her arm and threw her to the ground. "What is your name?" He said. She whimpered but didn't answer. "What is it bitch!" "I-it's Nadalia." "Perfect." The next moments were the worst of her life.
The battle raged on the deck of the ship. The zombies were swarming onto the ship. They seemed to be unstoppable. Drake fought hard along side of Vorse Raider. They made a lethal combination. Sharlax lethal blades could slice through the toughest armor. And Drake used all of the strongest spells to swat the flying enemies. But it was no use. The master had been retreated to his cabin and was heavily guarded. "The zombies seem to be heading towards the back of the ship," Drake shouted to his partner. "Your right. We should follow them," Sharlax said slicing another skeleton to pieces. The turned and followed the zombies. They almost caught them when they hit a barrier. They slammed into it and stumbled back. "What the hell?" Vorse Raider said rubbing his head. "An invisible wall. Its fiend magic," Drake said, looking for the source. "Your absolutely correct my brother." Drake froze at the sound of the voice. A cloud of blood red smoke arose and the mystery man was revealed. "Brother. You have grown to the magician standard. You should have stuck with me. Then you wouldn't have to die." The man had long white hair and crimson eyes. He was dressed in blood red robes that resembled Drake's. He also wielded a staff that was identical to Drake's as well. "Who is this guy Drake?" Sharlax asked. "I guess you could call him the devil himself. That's my brother, Valtex." "Glad to see you remember me. You may be a Dark Magician but I also am one. And I think my skills are stronger than you. I am the Evil Dark Magician." "So you are working for the Dezard," Drake said. "Oh so you figured out the source." "Only he can control the dead." "Than I guess you will soon be working for him." Valtex twirled his staff and readied to battle his own brother. "Can you handle him Drake?" "Yeah. I got him." Sharlax nodded and ran towards the back of the ship. "Why don't you just surrender? My power is too much for you!" "We shall see brother." "Dark Magic Attack!" They both shouted.
Mahandra awoke on the wet deck. She slowly stood up. She looked around, taking in her surroundings. This wasn't the Skull Mariner. She panicked and ran to the rail of the ship. Across the water she saw the lights of the battle. "Don't fear," a dark voice said behind her. She jumped and spun around as fast as she could. A man in golden robes stood behind her. She knew he was dressed like a high priest. "You friends won't suffer for long. My zombies will sink their ship soon." "W-who are you? W-where am I?" "This is my ship. And I am The Great Dezard. My zombies brought you here. They sensed your strength and knew that I could use it." "You won't sink our ship. We have already destroyed most of you zombies," she said, working up a small amount of courage. "Hmph. You forget that I have the power to raise the dead. My zombies can't die unless I kill them." With that he held out his hand and revealed an eye symbol on his palm. "Arise my fallen comrades!" He shouted. At first nothing happened but then hundreds of bony hands gripped the rails of the ship and lifted themselves onto the ship. "You see. I am unbeatable."
On the skull mariner, the millions of bones began to reform. The dragons healed and took flight. Sharlax watched in horror as the zombies rebuilt themselves. "They can't be stopped." The floor behind him collapsed and a purple head appeared. With a snap of its mighty jaws it grabbed Vorse Raider and chomped down on his bones.
Their staffs smashed together. "You can't beat me brother." "Your wrong." Drake shoved his brother back. "Thousand knives!" They shouted in unison. Hundreds of steel knives collided and clattered onto the deck. Valtex kicked Drake backwards and onto the deck. "You are a fool. To go against The Great Dezard." Drake got to his feet. "The Dezard doesn't know what will happen to him once Anubis is done with him." "The Dezard is all powerful. Don't mock him! Dark Magic Attack." The blast knocked Drake off his feet and back onto the deck. Valtex grabbed him under the arms and lifted him into the air. "Now you will know not to go against the Dezard." Once he was a good height above the ship, he swung Drake by his foot and wiped him back towards the ship. "Die brother!"
"Get in the cell." The 13th Grave shoved Mahandra into a rusty cage. "No need to be pushy," she said. He grabbed her staff. "You won't be needing this." "Hey!" "Enjoy your stay!" The bony pirate said and walked away. "Oh great. Stuck in a cage." A barrel fell to the ground in the distance. She looked in that direction. "W-who's there?" She said, her heart thumping in her chest. But there was nothing. She walked up to the small window in the cell and peered through. The battle continued on her ship. "They have to win. They need to rescue me." She knew they wouldn't know what happened to her. She sat in a small corner and brought her knees to her chin. "They have to come." In front of her, a floorboard lifted slightly then fell. She was really scared. "It's ok. I need to get a grip.no one's even down here but me." "Not true." A raspy voice said. She shrieked and jumped to her feet. The floorboard flipped back completely, revealing a hollowed out space. She took a step forward and looked into the hole. Nothing was there, just blackness. She took another small step forward. Then a decaying hand shot up and grabbed her arm. She jumped in fright and began to struggle. There was a ripping sound as the sleeve of her uniform ripped. The hand shot back into the hole. The right side of her suit hung down, revealing her breast. "Oh great." She pulled it up and tried to tie in back together. Then the hand shot back up and grabbed her leg. With a hard tug, she fell to the ground. The hand seemed to be a monster. The hand shot between her legs. She tried to back up but more hands shot up through the floor and grabbed her arms and legs.
The main hand slipped past the crotch of her suit and two of the slimy fingers plunged into her vagina. She screamed and struggled harder. The hand thrust another finger in, sending a shock of pain through her. The three fingers thrust in again and again. Two more hands shot up under her armpits and tore the chest of her suit so her bust was revealed. Each hand grabbed one breast and began to knead and fondle them. She was being raped by hands!