Long time no update, no? Well here are some juicy details, and to answer a review, Joey won't be showing up for quite a while in the story, so just hang tight for his appearance. And I accidentally put Port Royal before, when I meant Port Domino, so excuse my error.

"Can you smell it?"
"C'mere!"
"It's marrowbone."
"Come here, boy."
"Want a nice juicy bone?"
"Come here."
"Come here boy!"
"Come on!"
The prisoners whistled and mooched up to the dog holding the prison door's keys. It gave them a very reproachful look.
"You can keep doing that forever. The Ra-damned dog is never going to move," Yami Bakura said smoothly from another cell next to theirs.
"Oh, excused us if we haven't resigned ourselves to the gallows just yet," a prisoner spat.
The captain smiled sardonically.
'They think I've given up? Of course not. Screw fate! I'll find a way out. I'm the Thief King Pirate, I get whatever I want. Yep, I'm not like these dolts...'

Meanwhile, a maid in the governor's house placed several pieces of burning wood into a pot and under Colina's bed sheets, near her feet.
"There you go, miss. It was a difficult day for you, I'm sure."
"I suspected Commodore Kaiba would propose," Colina said, pausing in her reading, "but I must admit I wasn't entirely prepared for it..."
"I meant you being threatened by that pirate," the maid said. "Sounds terrifying."
"Oh. Yes, it was terrifying."
"But the commodore proposed! Fancy that. Now that's a smart match, miss, if it isn't too bold to say."
"It is a smart match," Colina agreed dolefully. "He's a fine man. He's what any woman should dream of marrying."
"Well, that Ryou Bakura, he's a fine man too."
"That is too bold," Colina said primly.
"Well, begging your pardon, miss. It was not my place."
The maid left Colina to her reading. She pulled her; or rather Bakura's Ring out and held it tight by the outside. Her lamp flame flickered out and she noted it.
At the blacksmith's shop, Bakura was forging a new sword when he heard a creaking sound and the wind howling. Confused, he looked out the window and into the alley. There was nothing there, but at the harbor, a most ghoulish ship was pulling into the dock...
"Has my daughter given you an answer yet?"
"No," Kaiba replied to the governor dolefully. She hasn't."
"Well," the Gov. said, "she's had a very trying day. Ghastly weather, don't you think?"
Seto paused in his walk.
"Bleak. Very bleak."
There was a distant thud.
"What was that?"
It took Seto a moment to identify the sound, and then he threw himself at the governor with a cry.
"Cannon fire!!!"
A crate near them burst into toothpicks.
"Return fire!" yelled Commodore Kaiba, a manic gleam of battle shining in his eyes.
In his cell, Yami Bakura became curious from recognition.
"I know those guns," he growled.
"Men to arms!" he heard outside.
Through his barred windows, he looked at the ghost ship with torn black sails...
"It's the Magician," he whispered.
"The Black Magician?!" a prisoner repeated fearfully. "I've heard stories. She's been preying on ships and settlements for near ten years. Never leaves any survivors."
"No survivors, eh?" Yami Bakura queried. "Then where the hell do you think the stories come from, I wonder?"
He smiled at the other man's confusion.
The ship's guns fired endlessly, blowing the village to pieces. A boy cried for his mother to hear.
Soon the pirates themselves came abroad.
"Coming through!" one yelled.
There was one particularly idiotic pair that stood out. One had a fake wooden eye that he was carving smoother and he also had a skeletal face. The other had a head of bushy reddish hair. After cleaning his eye, the 1st and much shorter man popped it into his socket. He blinked it into place and it made a squelching sound as it adjusted.
Another pirate had an array of bombs that he was using on the shops and houses. In his own shop, Bakura grabbed several tools and set out to help defend his home. He chucked a hatchet skillfully at the bomb pirate, causing him to scream and fall. With a moan of revulsion, he removed the hatchet for further use.
"I'll never get used to this bloodshed thing..."
The other pirates were making mincemeat of the villagers. Bakura fought valiantly, injuring many of the marauders. The troops were fighting as well, but all of them were losing badly.
"Sight the muzzle flash!" Seto yelled.
"Aim for the flashes!" a man yelled.
"I need a full strike, fore and aft!" the commodore added. "Mr. Stephens, more cartridges!"
The governor backed into him.
"Governor, barricade yourself in my office."
The governor hesitated.
"That's and order," snarled Kaiba. ... Colina stared out of her own window upon the dark ship. She could see the pirates approaching. She ran down to the front and almost made it to the steps when there was a knock. A butler went to answer.
"Don't!" she cried.
Too late, the butler opened the door.
"Hello chum," the red-haired man said, shooting the butler squarely between the eyes. Colina screamed and the pirates saw her.
"Up there," the short ugly-faced one said. The two of them chased her back up the stairs and she ran into her maid friend.
"Miss Santeros, they've come to take you!"
"What?"
"You're the governor's daughter.
"In here!" they heard a voice shout. The door began to rattle.
"Listen," Colina said, "They haven't seen you. The first chance you get, run to the fort!"
Colina ran away as the pirates burst in and gave chase. She whacked the red-haired one with her heating pan as the maid ran. The other grabbed the pan.
"Gotcha!" he said, both mismatched eyes crossed. She struggled madly.
"Boo! Boo!" he said
She cleverly pulled the switch that kept it closed and burning wood fell onto the man.
"No! No! No! It's hot!" the short man yelled, flinging the wood in all directions.
"You burned me!" the other man snarled. He dragged his comrade up. "Come on!!"
As Colina went down the stairs, the fake-eyed man jumped down in front of her. She was now trapped. Just then, a cannon shot burst through and distracted the duo. She took her chance and sprinted into another room, shoving a candelabrum on the door handles to jam them. Colina then reached for a crest bearing two crossed swords, but the blades were firmly attached.
"No!" she whispered.
The men broke in moments after, but she was gone. The window was open, but they weren't fooled.
"We know your 'ere, Poppet!" the redhead said.
"Poppet," the other repeated.
"Come out and we promise we won't hurt you."
"Eh? Whatcha talkin' 'bout, Sid?"
"Shh, Bones. We will find you, poppet," Sid said. "You've got something of ours and it calls to us."
The pirates looked at the upturned rug corner near the closet.
"The gold calls to us."
"Gold," Bones echoed hungrily.
Colina stared at her Ring. Ryou's Ring. Then the strip of light was blocked out and she looked through the crack.
"Hello, poppet," Sid said, staring sideways through the crack. He and Bones threw open the door.
"Parley!" she said smoothly.
"Wha..."
"Parley. I invoke the right of parley. According to the Code of the Brethren set down by the pirates Morgan and Bartholomew, you have to take me to your captain..."
"I know the Code," Sid snarled.
"If an adversary demands parley, you can do them no harm until the parley is complete."
"To heck with that Code!!" Bones yelled.
"She wants to be taken to the captain!" Sid snapped. Then his voice became oily. "And she'll go without a fuss. We must honor the code."
Out side, Bakura was still fighting the pirates. The one he was currently combating pulled him in and held up a hatchet of his own.
"Say goodbye!" the pirate sneered dangerously.
Ryou's eyes went wide with fear.
At that moment, a cannonball shot the overhanging sign and Bakura ducked out of the ways so that the pirate got hit instead.
"Goodbye," he replied.
He ran out further into the village and found Colina in the hands of two pirates, being dragged away.
"Bakura," she whispered.
"Colina," he said. He nearly gave chase, but the bomb pirate blocked his way.
"Hello."
Bakura looked confused, then glanced down at his feet, where a bomb was about to go off. However, the fuse went in and the bomb didn't explode. Now it was the pirate's turn to look nonplussed. Bakura was about to move when...
"Outta my way, scum!"
He felt hard metal bash him on the head.
"Ouch..."
His eyes rolled back and he fell, knocked unconscious.
Back at the prison, Yami Bakura's eyes widened and he flung himself to the floor as a cannonball blasted through the wall. The wrong side of the wall, to be exact.
"My sympathies friend," the storyteller from before replied apologetically. "You've no manner of luck at all."
Yami Bakura was no longer able to hold his anger in.
"Crap, crap, damn, shit!" he screamed. "Damn you to hell, bastard cannonball!"
Desperately, he grabbed the marrowbone and whistled.
"Come on doggy!"
The dog looked at him.
"It's just you and me now," he said comfortingly, "Just you and this thief here. Come on."
The dog edged forward, key ring in his mouth.
"Come on, that's a boy."
Nearer the dog creeped.
"Come on, get the bone. That's a good boy, come on."
The dog edged closer still.
Bit closer. A bit closer."
The dog approached him until it was about two feet away.
"That's it, that's it, doggy. Come on, you filthy, slimy, mangy cur."
Suddenly, there was a gunshot.
"Don't do that," Yami Bakura snarled, half-pleadingly.
The dog ran away.
"No, no, no! I didn't mean it, I didn't...oh, damn it all to hell..."
Another shot sounded and a man fell down the stairs. Two pirates came in. one had tri-colored hair and the other had black hair and a dice earring.
"This isn't the armory, Yami-sama," the dice man said.
"Well, well, well. Look what we have here, Devlin," the tri-color haired man sneered. "Captain Yami Bakura."
He spat at Yami Bakura's feet.
"Well, if it isn't my old friend, Atemu no Yami, the rainbowfied porcupine," the captain snapped harshly.
"Last time I saw you," Duke said, "you were all alone on a godforsaken island, shrinking away in the distance."
Yami snorted at that.
"His fortunes aren't improved much," Duke added.
"Worry about your own fortunes, gentlemen. The deepest circle of hell is reserved for traitors and mutineers."
Atemu put his hand around Yami's throat.
"So there is a curse," the Thief King drawled. "That's interesting."
For Atemu's hand and the arm up, it was fleshless skeleton. Oh, there were trace bits of flesh, but they were rotten and disgusting.
"You know nothing of hell."
Atemu pushed his enemy back with extreme force.
"Watch it, Yami-sama. You'll break a nail," Yami Bakura said sarcastically.
The two opposing pirates glared, then Duke and Atemu left.
Yami Bakura studied the marrowbone he held.
"That's very interesting."
The moon was blocked by the clouds at he small boats returned to the Black Magician. Colina looked on with fascination and fear. She was brought in front of a nasty-looking blond man.
"I didn't know we were takin' on captives," he said.
"She's invoked the right of parley with the Captain!" Sid said in his defense.
"I'm here to nego—"
Colina was cut off by a vicious slap.
"You'll speak when spoken to, sweet cheeks."
A tanned hand grabbed the blonde's.
"And you'll not harm those under the protection of parley, Bandit Keith," the person said.
"Aye, sir."
He snatched his hand back.
"My apologies miss," the Egyptian said. "I am Captain Yami-Malik Ishtar."
"Captain Yami-Malik, I am here to negotiate the cessation of hostilities against Port Domino," Colina said smartly.
"There are a lot of long words in there, miss. We aren't but humble pirates," he said, a smile playing on his insane face. He then grew dangerously serious. "What is it that you want?"
"I want you to leave and never come back," she said clearly.
Everyone on the ship burst into raucous laughter.
"I'm disinclined to acquiesce to your request," Yami-Malik sneered. Colina remained silent.
"Means 'no.'"
Colina's lips pursed.
"Very well!" she snapped, taking off the Ring and holding it over the ship's edge.
"I'll drop it."
The captain inched closer and her eyes shifted.
"My holds are bursting with swag," he laughed. "That bit of shine matters to us?"
Everyone laughed, then cut off as their captain asked a sharp question.
"Why?"
"It's what you've been searching for. I recognize this ship; I saw it eight years ago on the crossing from England."
The monkey on Yami-Malik's shoulder chattered.
"Did you, now?" Yami-Malik asked tauntingly.
"Fine," Colina said with mock dejection. "Well I guess if it is worthless, then there's no point in me keeping it..."
She released the slack of the leather strap, but kept hold on the end.
"NO!!!"
All the pirates flew forward and screamed the word.
'Ah,' she mouthed. Her eyes shone with all the coyness of a practiced she-wolf in seduction.
"Well," Yami-Malik chuckled. His eyes, half lidded as they always were, looked quite infuriated.
"D'you have a name, missy?"
"Colina...Bakura," she lied. "I'm a maid in the governor's household."
Captain Yami-Malik turned, eyes wide, smile huge.
"Miss...Bakura!" he repeated.
Everyone else exchanged sinister looks.
"Bootstrap," Sid muttered.
"So, how does a maid like yourself come to own such a trinket? Family heirloom, perhaps?"
"I didn't steal it, if that's what you mean," Colina said cautiously.
"Very well. Hand it over..."
He extended his Egyptian tan hand.
"...We'll put your town to our rudder and ne'er return." She paused for a moment, thinking, then dropped the Ring into his hands. He held it to his well-dressed monkey, who took it for safe keeping, she supposed.
"Our bargain?" she asked shrewdly.
The captain turned away, motioning to Keith.
"Still the guns and stow them!" Keith yelled. She heard no more as she followed Yami-Malik.
"Wait! You have to take me ashore!" she told him. "According to the Code of the order of—"
Firstly, your return to shore was not part of our agreement, nor our negotiations, so I must do nothing. Second, you must be a pirate for the Pirate's Code to apply and you're not, and thirdly," he began harshly, but his voice turned dangerously soft. "The Code is more what you'd call guidelines than actual ruled. Welcome aboard the Black Magician, Miss Bakura!"
Sid and Bones took hold of her and dragged her away.

That's one long chapter. Hope you liked it, cuz it took well past midnight yesterday to type. Anyways, R&R