"Caption!" a crewmember came in the dining room looking alerted.
"What?" The blonde sneered.
"We're under attack!"
The filthy pirate ran out, while the blonde caption followed. English men were everywhere along with the crew. Shouts of insults, swords sharping, blasting gunshots, and cannons screaming through the air. Thick rain burling the sight, heavy waves crashing against the boat. The blonde caption quickly walked up the deck, until a knife blazes right before him. He looked to his left seeing the English Caption.
"Boomer Jojo, what a surprise." The English man sneered.
"It's Caption Boomer Jojo." The blonde said lazily pulling the knife out of the wall, "And I'll appreciate if you don't destroy my ship."
The English man charged at the blonde caption, being as witty and quick. He ducked and ran up the deck using the knife to cut the rope. Men were dying left and right, whether bloody or not. Someone caught the blonde caption by cutting the rope he swung on. The blonde fell on the boat.
"'Ello Boomie." Smirked a red head.
"Caption Brick, what a nice surprise. Well as hellos and goodbyes go I must be going!" Boomer said cheerfully waving his hat goodbye.
The red head sneered and threw a knife pinning the hat on the ground.
"'ey! That was my lucky 'at!" the blonde yelled.
"Stand up and be a man Blondie!" challenged the red head.
"Do you hear that?" the blonde sister asked standing up looking at the ceiling.
"Looks like we're under att-"
A hole was formed through the wall; the twins took ducked out of its way.
"Looks like we're getting out follow me." The brunette brother commanded, "and stay close."
The twins hurried up the steps looking out the door. Seeing a horrid scene of pirates and English men clashing deadly through blood and screams. The brunette quickly grabbed a dead English man sword.
"Which way?" the sister asked.
"This way!"
The brother pulled his younger twin along, cutting his way through pirates and English men. He caught a glimpse of the blonde pirate and a red pirate fighting among the docks.
The swords clash against the blonde and the red head. None could tell who was winning, therefore they were even as can be.
"Been practicing Boomie boy?" taunted the red.
"Have too, old man." The blonde joked.
The red head scoffed and flashing the sword even faster temped to win. The blonde knew all his tricks and schemes by heart.
"Butch!"
He turned around seeing his sister dodging the bodies and swords. Another sword came hurling at him, as a quick reflex he stopped the other sword making the blade scream.
"Run Bubbles!" he yelled blocking the pirate's blade.
The blonde girl ran up the dock as quickly as she could go in dress. She tripped on the hem and fell cursing the heavy dress. She felt getting lift up by the back of her neck and the coldness of a blade nearing her throat, threating of killing. A yell of her name afar screamed. Her brother was trying to get to her, to recuse her. She heard the murders of her kidnapper. She closed her eyes; waiting for a death she did not want especially not having anything to defend herself with. A warm arm took place of the hurtful life threating hold.
"Hello love." A whisper came towards her ear.
She opened her eyes seeing she was high up swinging around the boat. She tried to struggle off her 'savior' arm.
"Let me go!" she yelled.
"Can't do that now." He smirked cutting the dress open leaving the under dress unharmed.
The heavy dress filled knocking over an English man off board.
"But better, yer much lighter without that heavy load." He chuckled.
The young girl snatched the caption's sword, letting go of the caption and falling onto the boats deck. Running to find her dear brother, cutting her way through. Finding her brother under match with a bloody stain marking on his sleeve. She yelled his name stabbing the English man away from him.
"You're bleeding," she mumbled grabbing his arm gently.
"It'll stop. Come on we have to get out of here somehow."
Helping her brother off the ground, the hell broke loose even more. Shouts of surrender took place, English men started to run back to their ship. Threating and cursing, pirates chasing after them. A loud boom crashes against the ol' Black Pearl, thus making it rock back and forth.
Crewmembers ran to their stations in order to save the ship. The waves of a hurricane made it difficult, water hitting the ship making the hole worse. Shouts of orders took place. Butch and Bubbles stayed against the wall out of everyone's way. Their only shot of getting away from the pirates vanish from their hands. The risk was too deadly and no shore to swam upon on.
Bubbles slowly gained her breathe back. Her heart beating hard, as none of the pirates acknowledge them. She turned to her brother pulling up his sleeve to his wound. Blood glazing at the ragged slit.
"Are you mad woman!" a voice yelled upon the twins.
They saw the captain making his way towards them. With an angered look.
"I do know not what you mean." Bubbles said simply, putting her focus on her brother's wound.
She ripped his blooded sleeve and wrapped it tight around the wound to make it stop. She could hear him wince at the pain.
"I think you do, girly." He spat.
"Merely, isn' t that we are trying to do?" the young girl snapped facing the captain, "Thanks to you we're stuck here in the middle of the sea. While our father is somewhere in the world worried about us. Hell, when we get to land I'll make sure of it you will be charged with kidnapping and sentence to death immediately."
"So can say a sentences rather then small sayings." Smirked the blonde captain.
"I most certainly can. Though, I wish not to speak to you!"
"Mighty foul language for a lady thou'st it not?" a new voice entered.
The brother looked up from his wound to see the new voice. A ginger haired man stood there with blood red eyes. Butch shivered as the red eyes flicked at him. It seemed like those bloody eyes are slicing you to pieces, torturing you carefully yet painfully. The man was slightly taller then the blonde captain plus probably a couple more years older as well.
"Who might you be?" the brother's glanced started to harden.
"Captain Brick. If anything learn your manners."
"Why should I give manners to a pirate." The raven-haired brother dared.
"Look around you, you're standing in thin ice, once moved," the ginger snapped his fingers, "your dead in a matter of minutes."
"As if, all your crew is, is a bunch of morons."
As if in a blink of an eye, the green-eyed boy was cornered at the edge of the ship. Swords, knifes, weapons of all kinds pointing at him. The blonde captain smirking at Butch.
"Told ya, not try anything."
"I know what you are looking for, the fountain of youth. The key is missing right." Butch stalled looking at the chain around his sister's neck.
The sister was near the captains, with a gun against her back. Knowing if she made one wrong move it'll go off. 'The Fountain of Youth?' she questioned herself. Slowly, reaching a hand near her neck, she fingered the medallion pulling out from under her underdress. Light hit it, making her realize the flag matched it. She quickly pulled away from the filthy pirate behind her. She stood a good 5 feet away from them as everyone watched her.
She pulled off the chain showing the medallion. The crowds seem to gasp. Captain Brick made no emotion while Captain Boomer eyes went a little surprised. Brick walked his way towards the girl.
"And dear child do you know what that is."
She shuttered, "T-the key right?"
"Smart, hand it over and your brother won't fall."
The girl's eyes flickered to him then her brother.