NOTE - this story is a co-authorship between sistergrim and NittanyChick11,
I do not take full credit under any circumstances for this work.
This story is a work of fiction. We only own the characters that are non- WWE. Vince McMahon owns the WWE and characters. Do not distribute, do not sell, and do not sue. THANKS..***********
Much Thanks to All Who Reviewed Our 2nd chapter...HD- We'll try to make sure Shannon gets some good lines in this story....From Sistergrim *************
About a half an hour later, the wrestlers could see the approaching ship on the sand. Several of the wrestlers started jumping up and down while screaming loudly. Farooq and Bradshaw just looked mournfully at the burning flames, still pouting over the loss of the booze.
"Wow!" Exclaimed Hurricane, "Unless my eyes deceive me, that is no ordinary vessel."
"It looks like a old-time Spanish galleon or something," Shawn Michaels observed.
"It looks like something straight out of a movie," Shannon added.
"Hey, look at the cool flag," Sean O' Haire pointed, "It's like a pirate flag."
"Guys," Kurt's imagination was working overtime, "What if it's real pirates and this island was where they hid their stash of rum?"
"No way," Matt remarked, "There's no pirates anymore."
"What about the colored lights, pink lightning, and all that other crazy stuff that happened?" Reasoned Jeff to his older brother.
The wrestlers stood in silent awe as they looked upon the ship. Its hull was battered and dark gray. Its many sails had weathered to a dingy white color. The figurehead on the ship was the oddest thing anyone had ever seen. It was a woman shaped human body but instead of a human head atop it, there was a one of a lioness. The flag above it was black with a skull and crossbones emblazoned on it in white. As they watched, several dinghies were lowered from the sides. The strange sailors quickly rowed them in the direction of the twelve astonished men. As they came closer to shore, the wrestlers realized that all of the approaching figures were women.
"Damn," Commented Farooq, "They're all women."
The one of the dinghies reached shore and six women lightly jumped out. The other three dinghies remained just out of the shallows. Two of the women approached the band of men.
The one wore a black corset over top a ruffled purple shirt and black pants. She wore her cutlass slung low over one hip. Golden hoops hung in ears framed by flowing locks of curly brown hair. Her eyes were like jade stones and one couldn't help but stare at them. She had a black feather tri-cornered hat perched atop her head.
The other woman wore a red flared dress that stopped just above her black knee-high boots; it was cinched at the waist with a wide band of black leather. She had what appeared to be two sais, sometimes known as ninja daggers, strapped to either hip. On her upper right ear she wore a silver cuff and an eyepatch hung across her left eye. Her right eye was a piercing shade of deep blue and was quite unnerving. She wore a black cloth bandanna on top of her long black hair. On her left shoulder sat a large green parrot.
"Thank you for saving us," Blurted Kurt at the second woman happily.
She quickly drew her sai and crossed them at his throat, "Did I say you could talk?"
"Easy Molly," The other woman waved her off, "Let's find out why they be messing with our island, before we run them through."
"This is your island?" Shannon asked her while keeping a safe distance.
"Aye, and you'd better be havin' a good reason for being tresspassin' upon it," Sneered the one referred to as Molly.
"SQAWK!!! Have a good reason, have a good reason," Mocked the parrot.
"We were traveling along on our way home, when this storm hit," Shane started to explain, "Then we crashed and saw this island in the distance and we swam for it."
"He's lying Kate," Snarled Molly, "There was no storm for at least two weeks here."
"Mad Kate! SQAWK!! Mad Kate!!!" Shrieked the parrot.
"It's complicated," Shane was realizing, "This isn't the year 2003 is it?"
"2003?" Kate said thoughtfully, "Are ye daft man? Its 1693."
"Oh my," Shawn commented realizing that it was no dream, they were really in the past. "We've gone back in time."
"Damn." Farooq commented.
"SQAWK!!! Gone back in time, gone back in time!" Exclaimed the parrot happily.
"Quiet, Coach." Molly addressed the parrot.
"Hmmm, well I guess you are stuck then, aren't you?" Snickered Kate with gleam in her eye. "Come on Molly, they're no threat to us. They're loony as Crazy Jo and Black Spot Roxy put together. Let's go and leave 'em to their fate."
The two pirate women turned and headed back for their boat.
"Wait a minute," Shane called after them, "You're not just going to leave us here are you?"
"You are of no use to us therefore we bid you adieux," Called back Kate.
"What are you doing?" Whispered Molly. "I thought we were taking them prisoner?"
"Watch and learn Molly my dear, watch and learn," Whispered Kate with a broad smirk.
"Please don't leave us," Cried Kurt desperately.
"You can come with us, under one condition," Kate whirled around and addressed them.
"What's that?" Asked Matt.
"You become our slaves," She told them.
"Your what?" Jericho started to laugh.
"Fine, then stay here and rot," Kate threw her hands up and started walking again.
Shane smacked Jericho in the head then addressed Kate, "We'll do it."
"What are you thinking?" Protested Jericho.
"What choice do we got?" Edge pointed out.
"But, I can't be a slave; I'm the King of Bling-Bling," Jericho sputtered angrily.
"Ah, lady luck indeed is smiling upon us Molly," Smiled Kate, "We have a king and his court of fools as our slaves. His country should pay very handsomely for his return."
"SQAWK, King of Fools, King of Fools!" Rambled Coach the parrot.
"Yeah, that's more like it," Muttered Jeff.
This story is a work of fiction. We only own the characters that are non- WWE. Vince McMahon owns the WWE and characters. Do not distribute, do not sell, and do not sue. THANKS..***********
Much Thanks to All Who Reviewed Our 2nd chapter...HD- We'll try to make sure Shannon gets some good lines in this story....From Sistergrim *************
About a half an hour later, the wrestlers could see the approaching ship on the sand. Several of the wrestlers started jumping up and down while screaming loudly. Farooq and Bradshaw just looked mournfully at the burning flames, still pouting over the loss of the booze.
"Wow!" Exclaimed Hurricane, "Unless my eyes deceive me, that is no ordinary vessel."
"It looks like a old-time Spanish galleon or something," Shawn Michaels observed.
"It looks like something straight out of a movie," Shannon added.
"Hey, look at the cool flag," Sean O' Haire pointed, "It's like a pirate flag."
"Guys," Kurt's imagination was working overtime, "What if it's real pirates and this island was where they hid their stash of rum?"
"No way," Matt remarked, "There's no pirates anymore."
"What about the colored lights, pink lightning, and all that other crazy stuff that happened?" Reasoned Jeff to his older brother.
The wrestlers stood in silent awe as they looked upon the ship. Its hull was battered and dark gray. Its many sails had weathered to a dingy white color. The figurehead on the ship was the oddest thing anyone had ever seen. It was a woman shaped human body but instead of a human head atop it, there was a one of a lioness. The flag above it was black with a skull and crossbones emblazoned on it in white. As they watched, several dinghies were lowered from the sides. The strange sailors quickly rowed them in the direction of the twelve astonished men. As they came closer to shore, the wrestlers realized that all of the approaching figures were women.
"Damn," Commented Farooq, "They're all women."
The one of the dinghies reached shore and six women lightly jumped out. The other three dinghies remained just out of the shallows. Two of the women approached the band of men.
The one wore a black corset over top a ruffled purple shirt and black pants. She wore her cutlass slung low over one hip. Golden hoops hung in ears framed by flowing locks of curly brown hair. Her eyes were like jade stones and one couldn't help but stare at them. She had a black feather tri-cornered hat perched atop her head.
The other woman wore a red flared dress that stopped just above her black knee-high boots; it was cinched at the waist with a wide band of black leather. She had what appeared to be two sais, sometimes known as ninja daggers, strapped to either hip. On her upper right ear she wore a silver cuff and an eyepatch hung across her left eye. Her right eye was a piercing shade of deep blue and was quite unnerving. She wore a black cloth bandanna on top of her long black hair. On her left shoulder sat a large green parrot.
"Thank you for saving us," Blurted Kurt at the second woman happily.
She quickly drew her sai and crossed them at his throat, "Did I say you could talk?"
"Easy Molly," The other woman waved her off, "Let's find out why they be messing with our island, before we run them through."
"This is your island?" Shannon asked her while keeping a safe distance.
"Aye, and you'd better be havin' a good reason for being tresspassin' upon it," Sneered the one referred to as Molly.
"SQAWK!!! Have a good reason, have a good reason," Mocked the parrot.
"We were traveling along on our way home, when this storm hit," Shane started to explain, "Then we crashed and saw this island in the distance and we swam for it."
"He's lying Kate," Snarled Molly, "There was no storm for at least two weeks here."
"Mad Kate! SQAWK!! Mad Kate!!!" Shrieked the parrot.
"It's complicated," Shane was realizing, "This isn't the year 2003 is it?"
"2003?" Kate said thoughtfully, "Are ye daft man? Its 1693."
"Oh my," Shawn commented realizing that it was no dream, they were really in the past. "We've gone back in time."
"Damn." Farooq commented.
"SQAWK!!! Gone back in time, gone back in time!" Exclaimed the parrot happily.
"Quiet, Coach." Molly addressed the parrot.
"Hmmm, well I guess you are stuck then, aren't you?" Snickered Kate with gleam in her eye. "Come on Molly, they're no threat to us. They're loony as Crazy Jo and Black Spot Roxy put together. Let's go and leave 'em to their fate."
The two pirate women turned and headed back for their boat.
"Wait a minute," Shane called after them, "You're not just going to leave us here are you?"
"You are of no use to us therefore we bid you adieux," Called back Kate.
"What are you doing?" Whispered Molly. "I thought we were taking them prisoner?"
"Watch and learn Molly my dear, watch and learn," Whispered Kate with a broad smirk.
"Please don't leave us," Cried Kurt desperately.
"You can come with us, under one condition," Kate whirled around and addressed them.
"What's that?" Asked Matt.
"You become our slaves," She told them.
"Your what?" Jericho started to laugh.
"Fine, then stay here and rot," Kate threw her hands up and started walking again.
Shane smacked Jericho in the head then addressed Kate, "We'll do it."
"What are you thinking?" Protested Jericho.
"What choice do we got?" Edge pointed out.
"But, I can't be a slave; I'm the King of Bling-Bling," Jericho sputtered angrily.
"Ah, lady luck indeed is smiling upon us Molly," Smiled Kate, "We have a king and his court of fools as our slaves. His country should pay very handsomely for his return."
"SQAWK, King of Fools, King of Fools!" Rambled Coach the parrot.
"Yeah, that's more like it," Muttered Jeff.