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..***********
The pirate women directed the wrestlers to get into the dinghies. They had to be split into groups of two in order for the small vessels to accommodate them. They were taken out to the side of the massive ship. The name 'The Roaring Lioness' was painted carefully on the side in golden lettering.
"Everyone, climb up the ladder," Directed Kate.
"WOW!" A trio of pirate women peered down at them and exclaimed.
The first was a blonde woman with dazzling blue eyes. She wore a blue dress with a black vest cinched over the garment. She seemed to be a merry sort of person as she studied them from atop the ladder. Shane MacMahon thought she was simply stunning and would have told her so if not for the cutlass slung menacingly to her hip.
The second was a brunette woman with wavy long hair and laughing blue eyes. She wore a white ruffled blouse and a flowing purple skirt. At her side she had a long rapier. She had a feather hat upon her head. She couldn't take her eyes off of the wrestler with rainbow hair.
The third was a lady with soft brown eyes and light brown hair. She wore a peach colored shirt and black breeches. Her weapon of choice was a coiled whip and a small dagger. She admired the blonde Heartbreak Kid and thought he was just fine.
"What a nice catch you've got today, dear sister!" Giggled the blonde one.
"Yes, they should fetch a fine price at the Selena slave auctions," Commented Kate.
"We even have a bona fide king with this lot," Added Molly eyeing Jericho's reddening face.
"Where do you want us to put 'em cap'n?" Called out the one in peach.
"Put them in the brig for now," Kate decided.
"You heard the cap'n move quickly now," Prodded a rather large pirate woman in gray waving a pistol.
The wrestlers complied with their requests; even Jericho did as he was told without further complaint. It was clear that they were outnumbered; there were at least thirty pirate women aboard the vessel. Once in the brig, they were split into two groups of six and then locked into adjoining cells of iron. Group one consisted of the APA, MacMahon, Edge, and the Hardy brothers. Group two contained: Jericho, Hurricane, O' Haire, HBK, Kurt Angle and Shannon Moore. After the pirate women had left them the wrestlers began to discuss their plight.
"Man, how did we end up in this mess?" Lamented Shannon.
"I don't know, my student, a better question would be: How are we going to get out of it?" Matt addressed his number one follower.
"Good question," remarked Shane MacMahon.
Sean O' Haire was reflecting on the situation in a different light, "I don't know but you know, some of them are kind of hot. This could be fun if you know what I mean."
"Yeah," Breathed Edge watching a vision in green descending the nearby stairs.
Jericho groaned as a woman approached wearing the aforementioned gown of green. She had strawberry blonde hair curls piled a top her head. Her eyes were a soft shade of fern green. In her slender hands she carried a large tray. On the tray appeared to be some casks of wine and crusts of bread. She stopped first in front of Edge's group.
"I've brought ye your supper lads," She smiled at the captive wrestlers, "Make it last boys, there's no telling how long it'll be until you be receiving more."
"What's your name Miss?" Edge asked reaching through for the food.
"Maxine Coldheart," She replied studying him, "And what might yours be man?"
"It's Adam, Adam Copeland but everyone calls me Edge," He answered with his trademark unnerving smile.
"COLDHEART!" Screeched a voice from atop the stairs, "Hurry it up, it's time for the meeting!"
"Sorry, I've got to go," Maxine gave a little curtsy and rushed to finished handing out the rations. Then she disappeared back up the narrow staircase.
"Well, I think she liked you Edge," Whistled Sean from the next cell.
"You think?" Grumbled Jericho from his corner of the cell.
"Hey, maybe that'll prove to be an advantage," Suggested Shannon Moore earning an eye roll from Jericho.
Meanwhile, the APA was enjoying the wine she'd brought.
"It's not beer," Shrugged Bradshaw passing the flask to Farooq, "It'll do just fine though."
"Yeah," Commented Farooq then he took a long drink.
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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..***********
The pirate women directed the wrestlers to get into the dinghies. They had to be split into groups of two in order for the small vessels to accommodate them. They were taken out to the side of the massive ship. The name 'The Roaring Lioness' was painted carefully on the side in golden lettering.
"Everyone, climb up the ladder," Directed Kate.
"WOW!" A trio of pirate women peered down at them and exclaimed.
The first was a blonde woman with dazzling blue eyes. She wore a blue dress with a black vest cinched over the garment. She seemed to be a merry sort of person as she studied them from atop the ladder. Shane MacMahon thought she was simply stunning and would have told her so if not for the cutlass slung menacingly to her hip.
The second was a brunette woman with wavy long hair and laughing blue eyes. She wore a white ruffled blouse and a flowing purple skirt. At her side she had a long rapier. She had a feather hat upon her head. She couldn't take her eyes off of the wrestler with rainbow hair.
The third was a lady with soft brown eyes and light brown hair. She wore a peach colored shirt and black breeches. Her weapon of choice was a coiled whip and a small dagger. She admired the blonde Heartbreak Kid and thought he was just fine.
"What a nice catch you've got today, dear sister!" Giggled the blonde one.
"Yes, they should fetch a fine price at the Selena slave auctions," Commented Kate.
"We even have a bona fide king with this lot," Added Molly eyeing Jericho's reddening face.
"Where do you want us to put 'em cap'n?" Called out the one in peach.
"Put them in the brig for now," Kate decided.
"You heard the cap'n move quickly now," Prodded a rather large pirate woman in gray waving a pistol.
The wrestlers complied with their requests; even Jericho did as he was told without further complaint. It was clear that they were outnumbered; there were at least thirty pirate women aboard the vessel. Once in the brig, they were split into two groups of six and then locked into adjoining cells of iron. Group one consisted of the APA, MacMahon, Edge, and the Hardy brothers. Group two contained: Jericho, Hurricane, O' Haire, HBK, Kurt Angle and Shannon Moore. After the pirate women had left them the wrestlers began to discuss their plight.
"Man, how did we end up in this mess?" Lamented Shannon.
"I don't know, my student, a better question would be: How are we going to get out of it?" Matt addressed his number one follower.
"Good question," remarked Shane MacMahon.
Sean O' Haire was reflecting on the situation in a different light, "I don't know but you know, some of them are kind of hot. This could be fun if you know what I mean."
"Yeah," Breathed Edge watching a vision in green descending the nearby stairs.
Jericho groaned as a woman approached wearing the aforementioned gown of green. She had strawberry blonde hair curls piled a top her head. Her eyes were a soft shade of fern green. In her slender hands she carried a large tray. On the tray appeared to be some casks of wine and crusts of bread. She stopped first in front of Edge's group.
"I've brought ye your supper lads," She smiled at the captive wrestlers, "Make it last boys, there's no telling how long it'll be until you be receiving more."
"What's your name Miss?" Edge asked reaching through for the food.
"Maxine Coldheart," She replied studying him, "And what might yours be man?"
"It's Adam, Adam Copeland but everyone calls me Edge," He answered with his trademark unnerving smile.
"COLDHEART!" Screeched a voice from atop the stairs, "Hurry it up, it's time for the meeting!"
"Sorry, I've got to go," Maxine gave a little curtsy and rushed to finished handing out the rations. Then she disappeared back up the narrow staircase.
"Well, I think she liked you Edge," Whistled Sean from the next cell.
"You think?" Grumbled Jericho from his corner of the cell.
"Hey, maybe that'll prove to be an advantage," Suggested Shannon Moore earning an eye roll from Jericho.
Meanwhile, the APA was enjoying the wine she'd brought.
"It's not beer," Shrugged Bradshaw passing the flask to Farooq, "It'll do just fine though."
"Yeah," Commented Farooq then he took a long drink.
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