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The next day starts with a loud bang, and the ship shakes. "A ship! Another ship! And we've been hit!" I hear some of the crew members yell as I bang my head into the bars of my cell.
"O-ow..." I mumble.
There's clammoring on deck, and some yells, "CUT SHORT!" Also thuds, cannons, and gunfire.
A woman with black hair treads down the stairs. "A woman prisoner?! You're safe now, come with me!"
"I'm not in any- AH!" She opens my cell and yanks me away.
"Lucas!" Someone yells out. "Where are you?!"
Tiffany comes over, and knocks the woman with Ellie out. "Hide!" It says, voice full of genuine fear. It runs along below deck, hiding behind some barrels.
I look around, and - noticing I might be short enough to fold up in the dresser drawer - climb in there.
About an hour or so later, the clamor stops.
"Ellie, hit me. In the balls. As hard as you can. Please. Make it look like I'm useless and dead." Tiffany says pleadingly.
I climb out of the drawer and walk over to him.
"What happened?" I put my hand on his shoulder gently and give it a loving pat.
"She's here..." Tiffany repeats over and over, soon enough covering it's ears. "She's here!"
"Shh... Shhh..." I take the ascot from around his neck and tie his hair into a cap with it. I also rip off part of my - new and less showy - dress and wrap it around his head to form a makeshift eyepatch.
"Shh... Tiffany... Come here... I'll protect you..." I hug his thin body tight.
"Oh Lucas~!" Someone sings, coming down below the deck. A woman with long, strawberry blonde hair and a pink and purple color scheme for her attire appears. She also carries a light pink... gun? It was freaky-looking. A belt of bullets came out of it.
"Lu~casss!"
"I'm so sorry, mate..." I whisper as I push Tiffany into the wall and begin to gently kiss him.
The woman comes around, and shoots the nearby barrels. "Lucas! Is that another wife?!"
"Another?" I dock a fake accent. "We both know I'm his one and only..." I purr as I continue to kiss him.
The woman hits me away. "You are quite dumb... My name is Alice. I am his thirteenth wife, and my crew is his concubine."
"Fine." I pull off his eyepatch and the scarf off his head. "But I'm afraid... That his boat no longer docks that port." I cross my arms. "It's not my fault that all the women he dated ruined him. That they wouldn't ever show him true love."
... Is everyone on this ship a broken bastard except me?
"Hand him over." Alice says, gesturing and pointing the gun at me. "Now."
"Her. You mean her." I hug Tiffany's arm. "No."
Alice throws something odd at us. It turns into a cage.
"... Again..." I sit on the floor of it, looking up at her. "It hasn't even been a week, and I'm kidnapped... Again..." I sigh.
"You should have let me go," Tiffany says. Alice comes up behind him and cuts his hair.
"Stop! Stop it!" I hug Tiffany. "Please?!" I feel tears brim my eyes.
Why is the world such a cruel place? I burry my face into Tiffany as I sob. There's too much pain in the world for one little girl like me... I'm only sixteen, and kidnapped onto a ship... And I learn what the world's really like. How hurtful others are... Honestly, Tiffany was probably old enough to be my father... No one would realize that, though. Not with my body.
"Lucas. It's Lucas."
Alice clears her throat. "Darling, now you're part of our crew...enjoy yourself. He's quite a tiger in bed."
"Don't speak of it..."
I pull away from him. "N-no! I don't want that! I don't want any of that! Enjoyment for me would mean getting off these damned ships and going home!" I sob, covering my face.
"Alice, She's not part of this."
"Of course not."
Even so, Alice begins to drag the us away.
I sit in the floor of the cage, hugging my knees to myself as we're dragged away.
"Wh-what about James?... Is he alright?!"
"They'll leave him alone. He's not of interest to them..."
"Then why do I have to come too?!"
"I don't know! I don't know what's going on, okay?! I just thought today was going to be a normal day! I thought I was done with this life!" It suddenly lashes out.
I blink the tears from my eyes. "I-I'm sorry... For everything..." I close my eyes and take shaky breaths, terrified of... Of everything. I want to go back home... Be with my dad... That's all I want... And for James to be safe...
I hear the heavy thudding of Jame's footsteps. He stumbled into the room and saw them "Ellie! Tiffany! What in bloody hell is going on?!"
"JAMES!" I shriek. "James please! Please help us!"
Tiffany remains silent. Alice pulls out her cutlass.
"Who the hell are you and what the FUCK are you doing on my ship..." He growled to her.
"Kill me if you want, but not anyone else!" I cry out.
"No Ellie!" He shakes his head and pulls out a dagger from his pocket. "Now what the hell do you want?!"
"I'll let the girl go if you give me your..."
"I'm the first mate, Alice."
"If you give me your first mate without a fight."
"Not gonna happen. These two ladies belong with me. Take the gold. Take the secondary ship. But you won't take my crew." He protectively stands in front of the cage.
I take Tiffany's hand in mine. "Your past mistakes have made you who you are today. Be proud of them. Be proud of who you are. Be who you want to be. Be what comes natural to you." I whisper to him.
"Lucas is MY husband! Along with the man of our crew! He belongs to us, and we want him back. We need him back! Where else shall we find a gunman as skilled?"
"Let HER choose her fate." I scowl at Alice.
"I've had enough!" Alice takes out her machine gun. She's about to shoot James, when Tiffany takes her own cutlass and points it at her neck. "Don't you fucking dare..."
I sit in the cage with my eyes shut tight. I don't want to see this...
At this point, I hear James take his dagger and slice Alice's fingers off: the ones gripping the machine gun, most likely. I feel even more tears brimming my eyes and I get scared. I peek through my hands.
James sighs and takes the gun easily. "Now get off my ship!" he growls.
Alice shrieks as the gun, and her fingers, fly out of her hands. She looks absolutely enraged. "Lucas, don't listen to him! What are you doing?! Don't you want to see your wives?! Or your children!" It's eyes widen. "I promised them they would see you today. All of them." It hesitates, and lowers the sword for a moment. Alice then takes it back from him and stabs him in the chest. "You always cared for them..." She says, chuckling softly.
"TIFFANY!" He takes his dagger and quickly slices her neck with it. "Cover your eyes Ellie!" He yelled and held her down as he cut her open.
"NO!" I shriek. I shiver as I burry my head in my skirts. One of my hands feels around for Lucas, but I can only feel warm blood.
After he finished with Alice, he freed the us from the cage and helped me out before taking a look at... Him.. Her... It. I was stiff and refused to open my eyes.
The other members of through crew hear commotion, and come running down. As in all of them. They each have unique guns, none of them like anything I had ever seen.
James quickly tried to staunch the bleeding and huffed as he had to tear up its clothes to use as bandages. I shiver and burry my face into James' torso.
"Hand over our captain. Now," one of them says. A woman with short black hair and silver eyes, along with an x shaped scar on her face. "Please." Her sword is different as well. It's large, almost bigger than her, and the thingies below the blade but above the hilt can be adjusted into a gun.
He pats my head. "Tiffany is gonna be alright..." He stood and shook his head. He grabbed Tiffany's gun and shot them all. "Now. Get. Off. My. SHIP!"
Some of them Dodge, and some reflect, and the small minority are hit. "Please." She repeats. "I'm not easy to kill, you know." A cannonball hits the side of the ship again.
He growled and continued shooting them until the majority were down for the count. He turned to me. "Take her and run. Hide somewhere" he points to Tiffany briefly.
I nod, carrying Tiffany away as James continues to shoot at them. I hide us in a barrel, both of us being relatively short... And him being thin. "T-Tiffany... Can you hear me? You'll be alright..." I stroke her cheek. "You'll be okay..."
It doesn't answer. All it can think about is it's children, There's about fifty of them in the other ship. "I should have never toyed with all those women..." It mutters.
"Shhh... Shhh." I press on the wound to keep the blood in.
"Ow! Don't touch it!" Tiffany yells, obviously irritated by me. I can hear James shriek outside the barrel after a shot is fired.
Oh no..." I clear my throat. "I have to... It keeps the blood in." I hold her gently.
"I don't care. Just don't touch it." Tiffany snarls, crossing it's arms and turning away.
James took them out and sighed. "Tiffany don't be difficult."
I hug James tight. "Are you okay?!"
"Y-yeah... Just grazed by the bullet," he looked at the small wound and shrugged. "Not a big deal right now..."
I nuzzle him. "I was so worried! I was scared!"
"Its fine. Bring Tiffany. We're going to the second ship."
I nod, a bit confused. "The Stargazer has a sister ship?"
"Sort of... It's the cargo ship." He sighed. "But it would be safer there."
I nod and carry Tiffany. "We're all covered in blood..."
"Don't worry about that right now."
"But it's gross... Not to mention that the images burn in my eyes when I see it..."
"Don't worry about it right now Ellie!" He said as he unhooked the lifeboat.
"You should have let them take me..." Tiffany says quietly, running it's fingers through it's now short hair.
"No Tiffany. Now hurry. We'll get back to shore."
"Lucas." It grumbles, getting onto the boat. It is unusually irritable and quiet.
James sighs and gets in next to it.
"Who do you want to be?" I take its hands in mine. "Just be who makes you happy..." I gently massage his hands in mine...
James sighed and patted its back.
It looks at the two ships with a sigh, and says nothing more.
"Tif– Lucas. Please. You dont have to change yourself. Be whatever you want to be."
"You're asking for a lot there, Captain," it points out. How can it consider itself a woman any longer? But how can it just forget about his families?
"Yes I know I am... But its you that can decide what YOU want. Don't give a fuck about what we think. Just be YOU."
"I'm sorry that you feel conflicted... Y-your wives are mostly dead... I'll take your children in... I'll raise them." I hold his hands in mine.
"And I'll help!" he grinned, "I'll be that weird uncle that isnt related at all." he chuckled.
"There's fifty in that ship, fifty in another, and fifty more back home," it says to us.
"Holy Ship..." He said trying to lighten the mood.
I groan about the horrible joke. "I'm sure some of then would love to be part of a crew you're in. Others are old enough to have a life by now, I'm guessing." I pat his knee.
I groan about the horrible joke. "I'm sure some of then would love to be part of a crew you're in. Others are old enough to have a life by now, I'm guessing." I pat his knee.
"Maybe..." It says, "Can I go back to being gay and quirky and weird now?" It asks innocently. "Oh, but what to do about my hair..."
"Of course. And lots of women have short hair." He winked.
"My hair is only to my shoulders." I pull my hair out of the disheveled bun.
It starts to turn red, and starts to look down. "Th-They'll come back, you know..."
"Well, I think we'll be ready next time." I pat it's knee.
"Of course we will be!" He grins.
I smile as I cuddle James.
He chuckled and held me close as he patted Tiffany's shoulder. I nuzzle him sweetly. He cuddled back and hugged back.
"How far is the other ship?"
"Not far..." He used the paddle to row them to the next ship.
"Okay..." I hold him.
He smiled and kissed the top of my head and paddled for a good twenty minutes.
"I can row too..."
"If you like..." He hands me a paddle.
"You'll tire yourself out..." I take a paddle and help him.
He smiles at me, "Thanks Ellie." Soon they reached the boat and were greeted by the crew.
We help Tiffany into bed to rest, then we go into the Captain's Quarters.
He sighed and reclined in a chair, waving me over. I obediently come to him. He pulls me into a tight hug.
"What are you doing?!" I stammer.
"Nothing much, really..." He cuddles me closer and I fall into his lap.
He buried his head in my neck and sighs softly.
"James! Isn't this a bit... Risky?"
"No. I mean, technically to everyone else youre my sexpet. But... I don't see you like that..." He shrugs. "I dont know what I feel towards you. It doesnt have a name... I just... Like being around you..." He sighs into my neck again.
I smile. "I told you that you'd realize love when you saw it!" I hug him tight with a huge grin.
"We're still covered in blood, you know..."
"Mhm.." He sighs and nuzzles me. "Hmnn... I'm not supposed to be in love with my sexpet, but personally, I don't give a damn!"
I giggle and stroke his hair. "It's alright."
He cuddles me even more with yet another sigh.
"You keep huffing and puffing!"
"I'm tired," He laughed softly.
"Here. I'll put you in bed... But you need to wash first." I grab a washbasin and cloth. "Come here."
He blushes lightly and makes his way over to me. I unbutton his shirt with a bright red blush and start to wash his face and torso. He smiles sweetly and starts to undress me as well after he picked up a separate cloth.
"H-hey..." I back away, "I can wash myself!" I stomp my foot.
Tiffany pokes it's head in between us. "I see we're getting right into it, aren't we?" It winks, "Kids, don't try this at home."
"It's faster this way," He smiles a bit. He looks over at Tiffany and shoos her away.
"... F-fine..." I blush.
He gently begins to wash the blood off of my face and neck, and I return the favor. As soon as he tries to disrobe me, though, I pull away.
"Let me wash it." He still gently tries to pull my dress down.
"No!... Well... Only if you give me something to wear..."
"Of course." He hands me a robe.
I quickly slip the dress of, and panic to get the robe on as quick as I can.
He chuckles and finishes washing himself before putting on clean clothes.
"Oh..." I turn away with a scowl. "I... Didn't need to see that..." ... Even though he is quite gifted...
He laughed softly. "Sorry" he placed my freshly-washed, clean dress on a rack and handed me his shirt once again.
"I think my eyes almost fell out of their sockets..." I put his shirt on and hand him his robe. "Be glad you have a long torso, or tonight you'd be getting quite a show..."
He smiles and pats my head lightly, placing the robe back over my shoulders, "Don't get your knickers in a twist."
"I'll quote you on this one when I say that I'm not wearing any..." I the strings of the robe.
He laughed again. "It's an expression, love."
"Oh, really? Is it?" I blush, and he ruffles my hair with a nod. I sigh. "Well, now that I've lost the room that you put all that hard work into, where do I sleep?"
"In the Captain's Quarters, of course."
"Y-you mean, with you?!"
"Where else will you sleep...?"
"But... You seemed so adamant on taking my virginity! P-promise?! And promise not to toss me to the crew?" I shiver.
"Yeah... I'm sober now... Besides, I want you to myself." He smiles.
"Alright..." I take off the robe and toss it aside, getting into the plush bed. He climbs in next to me and snuggles the warm sheets and quilt. "You better not do anything perverted."
"I won't..." He murmurs, already falling asleep.
I turn to look at his sleeping face. "You're really adorable like this..." I stroke hair out of his eyes, and he purrs happily in his sleep. I, too, slowly fall into that dream-like state, his breathing lulling me into a deep sleep.
He wraps his arms around me, startling me and waking me up. "James... Stop..."
He was still asleep, his arm resting on top of me.
"James! I said to stop! Let me go!"
He grumbles and shifts so that his arm is between us again, and I roll over to my side, starting to fall asleep on the very edge of the bed. He stretches in his sleep and yawns innocently before I finally am allowed to rest.