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Kaola, who was about two seats away from her, and sat with a female about his age, tugged roughly on his shackles. Small rust flakes came off near his wrist chain. He was almost through, when the ship pitched. The slaves were thrown against their seats. Struggling, the otter roughly jerked at his chain. Curses! Only a extremely rusted hook kept him from freedom. His eyes flashed- in no way was a single chain going to get between him and liberty! Drawing a deep breath, he tugged.
The chain snapped free with a shrill shriek. The shatter chains lay on the floor. Kaola lifted his wrist shackles and the small amount of chain left on them. Grinning, he lifted them high. "Free!"
His voice was bolder than the ocean, but not as loud. Still, an old otterwife hissed. "Quiet, young un! The searats-"
ShadowWave stamped her paw. "I don't give a shellfish about those searats!" She shook her emaciated paws. "Don't you want to be free? Well? Start snapping the chains!"
A flurry of rustling paws and clinking fetters was soon heard. Kaola helped the ottermaid to his left. "Hold still, marm. I can help you."
The ottermaid laughed, a sound seldom heard recently. "I am Ioales Sharpreef. And the freedom I was denied will ring throughout my paws until I depart this life!"
With that, breaking chains were tossed on the floor. Unfortunately, the wind died down for that exact moment, and the clanking chains made noises. A searat above called down from middle deck; "'Ey, slaves! What's going on down th- bilgewater and ships!" he cried out. "The slave- chain- broke-"
Kaola shoved the final chains off Ioales. "Go!"
Chaos ensued. Many of the fetters, rusty and old, had snapped easily- only one was not shattering. A small otter kit, her fur fawn brown, was struggling with hers. Kaola, in one swift movement, leapt over Ioales and landed near the kit, Seaweed. With furious strength, he tweaked the shackle. It leapt from the floor, sending a shard into the rat coming down the stair's footpaw. He leapt up, screeching.
"Come on!" shouted ShadowWave. She was standing up and wielding a massive amount of shackle. Swinging the deadly chains, and loosed at the precise moment the rat leapt up. He hurtled down up the stairs, crashing into a few other curious rats. Kaola was about to fling a equally large amount of chain when the ship Oceanblood smashed into an immense rock.
The left side of the ship smashed, and for a still moment, a hole big enough to push a badger through opened up. Kaola took that moment, and dived into the hole, the other otters following.
Searats screamed and tried to race through the hole, but seawater poured in. Searats, wood, oars, chain, all were swimming around. Slowly, the ship began to sink. The otters at the surface watched the vessel go under the surface with satisfaction. The rock that the ship had crashed into was not a rock, but a huge mountain, with waves lapping at its sides.
ShadowWave swam towards the sinking ship, grabbing a chunk of driftwood for support for her weakened limbs. As she swam closer, she spotted a floundering searat with a green bandana tied around his head. As ShadowWave swam closer, he tried to swim away- but was surrounded by searats. Diving up, the ebon otter let go of the plank and swam below the rat. Spurring up, she splashed in front of the foul searat captain and spat in his face.
"A captain without a ship. Do you see my eyes?" The crimson hue from the setting sun shone in the otter's eyes. "Well? Who's the demon now?"
The captain stammered. This must be a bad dream! he thought franticly. But the sun, the otter, his drowning comrades proved. This was no nightmare. "Don't kill me!" he pleaded.
The scarlet eyes of the otter remained emotionless. But her words dripped hate like a waterfall.
"How can you enslave? There is nothing more than loathe in slavery. Become a slave, captain. Become a slave to death!" The dusky paws of ShadowWave stretched around the searat's neck like shadowy vines. Kicking furiously in the water, the searat tried to free himself, but could not- but freed himself forever. Staring ahead, the dim shape of an wooden- or was it iron? gate flashed in his view.
A/N Ohhhh! Cliffy! Well, not really, I'm posting the next chapter soon... but it'll end well. How does Kaola/Ioales sound? Ha ha, just kidding. Well, not really... What!? -Shadowsong CometShard StarGlaive
Kaola, who was about two seats away from her, and sat with a female about his age, tugged roughly on his shackles. Small rust flakes came off near his wrist chain. He was almost through, when the ship pitched. The slaves were thrown against their seats. Struggling, the otter roughly jerked at his chain. Curses! Only a extremely rusted hook kept him from freedom. His eyes flashed- in no way was a single chain going to get between him and liberty! Drawing a deep breath, he tugged.
The chain snapped free with a shrill shriek. The shatter chains lay on the floor. Kaola lifted his wrist shackles and the small amount of chain left on them. Grinning, he lifted them high. "Free!"
His voice was bolder than the ocean, but not as loud. Still, an old otterwife hissed. "Quiet, young un! The searats-"
ShadowWave stamped her paw. "I don't give a shellfish about those searats!" She shook her emaciated paws. "Don't you want to be free? Well? Start snapping the chains!"
A flurry of rustling paws and clinking fetters was soon heard. Kaola helped the ottermaid to his left. "Hold still, marm. I can help you."
The ottermaid laughed, a sound seldom heard recently. "I am Ioales Sharpreef. And the freedom I was denied will ring throughout my paws until I depart this life!"
With that, breaking chains were tossed on the floor. Unfortunately, the wind died down for that exact moment, and the clanking chains made noises. A searat above called down from middle deck; "'Ey, slaves! What's going on down th- bilgewater and ships!" he cried out. "The slave- chain- broke-"
Kaola shoved the final chains off Ioales. "Go!"
Chaos ensued. Many of the fetters, rusty and old, had snapped easily- only one was not shattering. A small otter kit, her fur fawn brown, was struggling with hers. Kaola, in one swift movement, leapt over Ioales and landed near the kit, Seaweed. With furious strength, he tweaked the shackle. It leapt from the floor, sending a shard into the rat coming down the stair's footpaw. He leapt up, screeching.
"Come on!" shouted ShadowWave. She was standing up and wielding a massive amount of shackle. Swinging the deadly chains, and loosed at the precise moment the rat leapt up. He hurtled down up the stairs, crashing into a few other curious rats. Kaola was about to fling a equally large amount of chain when the ship Oceanblood smashed into an immense rock.
The left side of the ship smashed, and for a still moment, a hole big enough to push a badger through opened up. Kaola took that moment, and dived into the hole, the other otters following.
Searats screamed and tried to race through the hole, but seawater poured in. Searats, wood, oars, chain, all were swimming around. Slowly, the ship began to sink. The otters at the surface watched the vessel go under the surface with satisfaction. The rock that the ship had crashed into was not a rock, but a huge mountain, with waves lapping at its sides.
ShadowWave swam towards the sinking ship, grabbing a chunk of driftwood for support for her weakened limbs. As she swam closer, she spotted a floundering searat with a green bandana tied around his head. As ShadowWave swam closer, he tried to swim away- but was surrounded by searats. Diving up, the ebon otter let go of the plank and swam below the rat. Spurring up, she splashed in front of the foul searat captain and spat in his face.
"A captain without a ship. Do you see my eyes?" The crimson hue from the setting sun shone in the otter's eyes. "Well? Who's the demon now?"
The captain stammered. This must be a bad dream! he thought franticly. But the sun, the otter, his drowning comrades proved. This was no nightmare. "Don't kill me!" he pleaded.
The scarlet eyes of the otter remained emotionless. But her words dripped hate like a waterfall.
"How can you enslave? There is nothing more than loathe in slavery. Become a slave, captain. Become a slave to death!" The dusky paws of ShadowWave stretched around the searat's neck like shadowy vines. Kicking furiously in the water, the searat tried to free himself, but could not- but freed himself forever. Staring ahead, the dim shape of an wooden- or was it iron? gate flashed in his view.
A/N Ohhhh! Cliffy! Well, not really, I'm posting the next chapter soon... but it'll end well. How does Kaola/Ioales sound? Ha ha, just kidding. Well, not really... What!? -Shadowsong CometShard StarGlaive