Moments passed, long and slow before her field of vision cleared. The sun was beginning to rise, but the clouds from the passing storm gave way to little light. That was good, she thought. If there was any chance she could get out of whatever sort of mess she was in, it was under the cover of darkness.

She could hear the sounds of footsteps in the distance, different from the scuffling of feet that surrounded her and her crew, likely being the man she had just heard heading back to the camp he spoke of. But that didn't matter right now.

She continued to stare at the clouds, feeling dazed before a figure, tall in stature, tan, and clad in a red shirt, and pants she hadn't bothered to look at just yet crowded her line of sight. He spoke behind a bandana that covered the bottom half of his face. "Alright, up now, nice and easy Hermana."

She was pulled up lazily and forced to sit on her knees with her head down, while the man tied her hands behind her back. She used this opprotunity to take in her surroundings.

They had everyone lined up in a fashion similar to her own position, heads bowed, some red shirted lackey pointing a gun lazily at the back of their heads, most of the crew covered in some form of dirt. There were few passengers on the ship they had taken here, most of which had been guards dumped on her by her father to make sure shit exactly like what was happening, was prevented. Wonderful job they did.

She heard the sobs of what she believed to be the cook of their ship a few feet away from her and sighed inwardly. She hadn't even wanted to be a part of this little expedition. Raven couldn't help but feel partly responsible.

But it was when she heard the cursing of the captain that Raven dared to raise her head again. He had two of the lackeys on him, hoisting him into the air by his arms to try to bring him to the lineup, but the captain was flailing uselessly He looked much like a toddler throwing a tantrum being dragged out of a store.

Idiot.

One of the lackeys had finally had enough when they made it next to Raven and shoved the captain to his knees, a fist connecting to his jaw moments later. "You stupid shit! You really think you were going to get anywhere like that?!"

The captain turned his head, spitting the blood that had welled in his mouth onto the shoe of the pirate who hit him and spoke in a guttural voice. "Fuck you."

Raven shifted uncomfortably at the look the pirate had gotten on his face, a drug addled mix of disgust and absolute rage. Behind her, her 'guardian' pressed the barrel of the gun to the back of her head. "No moves, Hermana." The girl stayed silent.

The pirate looming over the captain drew his foot back and kicked him in the stomach, and the Captain rolled almost uselessly to his side before another blow connected to his ribs. "You stupid MOTHER FUCKER." He balled his fingers into the captains hair and jerked him into a sitting position. "You see these fucking boots? YOU FUCKING SEE THEM?! You get another drop of that useless SHIT you call blood on them again, I'll put my foot so far up your ass you'll see it out the other side, motherfucker."

So, the pirate didn't seem the most intelligent. Still, the captain seemed stupider when he looked like he was about to open his mouth again, so Raven spoke up. "They look small, Captain. I think you'll be fine." She instantly regretted it.

"'The fuck you say bitch?"

Raven grit her teeth. "I said your feet look fucking small. You know what they say about small feet, right?"

She fully expected the slap across the face she received, but the almost inaudible chuckle of the guard behind her was unexpected.

Good. That means I've found a weak spot.

There was a clicking sound as a loudspeaker somewhere in the thickness of the trees turned on.

"What are you fuckers doing down there? Shooting the shit?!" The tone of his voice, began dripping with sarcasm. "If you would be so KIND as to bring our GUESTS to the stage, maybe we could all get properly AQUAINTED."

The guard that slapped her seemed to snarl, and spit in her face, leaving her side to kick the captain once more before hoisting him upwards and shoving him forward towards a path that lead to a complex of preverbal shit-shanty's. It wasn't long before she was pulled up too, and marched forward.

They passed several stations of guards, which she noticed had enough guns to supply a small platoon of men. Most of them looked bored or irritated, but nearly all of them looked like they were sailing through some sort of drug cloud. More mental notes.

It wasn't long before she found herself on her knees again, although this time on the hard planks of what she heard the guards call 'The stage'.

She looked at her lineup once more. Although this time she was looking for someone in particular.

Rei, where the fuck are you?

She continued to search for him, growing almost frantic before the feel of feet stepping onto the stage for the first time brought her from her thoughts.

The man with the mohawk she had seen before, held a set of cards in his hand and flipped through them idly. "Lets see who we have here… James Whitehead… " He snickered. "Age, twenty-four…" He knelt down beside him and continued to chuckle. "You have a stupid fucking name Hermano." He rustled the mans hair before he moved on. "Jack Richmond, 27. Nicole sparks, 23." He clicked his tounge then. "And next up we have a miss Raven Redbird, age 21. You gave us quite the scare there little bird. It's almost as if you didn't know birds aren't supposed to be in the fucking water." He chuckled once more before he moved down the line. "And last, but certainly not least, we have Mr Frank Peters, age 38. That was some show you put on for us out there Captain. It was very nice of you to act your age in light of our hospitality."

Frank grit his teeth as he looked at the wood below him, for once in the very least biting his tounge. Although this didn't sneak past the apparent pirate lords notice. "Whats the matter Hermano? You angry? You a little pissed off that I called you a child? Don't quite feel like a man?" He leaned in real close to him then and spoke just above a whisper. "You ain't shit here, Frank. You got that? You're on my island now…. Welcome to the Jungle, bitch."

Heeeeey! Check it out! I told you I'd be making something a bit longer soon! We're finally getting into a little bit of action here~

But where the hell did Rei go?

More to come!~