Princess Calypso awoke to the sound of her cell being opened. Slowly, she sat up and walked toward the exit. A guard stood at the doorway, looking at her sadly.
"Master Crew is here to see you. Please follow me."
Terrified, Calypso backed up and away from the guard.
"No. I can't go with him! Please don't make me go!
"There is no hope. Just do as he commands."
"No! I won't go! I am a princess! I was the heir!"
The guard radioed someone and began talking.
"We're going to need backup."
Calypso slammed her fist into the guard's face and he fell down. She grabbed his gun and slung it over her back as she ran for the door. Stumbling out into the jail grounds, she continued running, super close to the exit. She reached the doors and opened them only to come face to face with Master Crew.
"Hello, my dear princess. What are you up to today?"
The princess stared at him defiantly.
"Stand back or I'll shoot."
"Go ahead."
With a cry, Calypso shot the gun only to find it was filled with blanks. She stared at him slowly.
"You can kill me, cut me into little pieces. You can burn me alive for all I care; but I will never bow down to a coward like you."
Calypso stared at him with hate in her eyes, when all of a sudden, Crew grabbed her head and shoved it into his shirtless chest.
"Now why would I want to kill such a pretty woman such as yourself. You are not dying today or anytime soon. At least, not before I have some fun with you.
Crew laughed as Calypso stared at him in horror.
"No," she said.
Crew laughed and nodded his head, lowering her head down to his bulge.
"No, no, no!"
Crew smiled.
"Yes."