That Sinking Feeling when your

vessel is beaten and bashed continuously by the merciless waves, and a figure surfaces from the hold.

That figure was Adam Tarus. He was an asshole.

A grin twisted itself onto Adam's face. He was going to kill everyone on this ship. It was going to be a hoot.

That is, if they survived the sinking of the ship.

But who could guess, that in 24 hours, he would go on a quest to have sexual intercourse with a 7000+ year old witch to get someone's balls back. If someone were to mention that to Adam right now, he would have probably relieved them of their ballsack. If they were a female, who knows what he would do.

The gap in the hull began to take in more and more water, tilting the boat at an angle, dipping the bow further in the churning sea.

Not good news, Jaune thought. Long since given up on the wheel - no matter how much he span it, it seemed completely useless - he had decided to alert the others on the only plan he had : to swim to land.

It seemed cruel and albeit impossible, but impossible suggestions appeared possible in the face of a water column of pure death.

He ran down the stairs leading to the deck, but the hairs on the back of his neck prickled. Danger.

Jaune ducked and turned just in time to see Adam swing his sword at his neck, and just in time to doge the lethal attack. Adam knew that his target won't be so lucky the next time, and so did his target.

Jaune back peddled as fast as he could, but the man's sword flashed crimson, and his breastplate fell cloven on the floor.

He only had a few seconds to register this, before his armour was swept away by sea, and a sharp pain in his chest revealed itself. Looking down, Jaune saw a big gash in his shirt, already soaked by blood. Ah crap. And then his world swirled and went black.

Run.

Run.

Run, run and run, was the only thing on Pyrrha's flustered mind. She had yet to find the others, and their absence worried her. Where the hell was Jaune? Or Weiss? Heck, where was any of them?

Fortunately, the answer presented itself instantly.

Pyrrha slammed right into Yang, both of them too concerned with finding the others they had not looked ahead.

"Oh my God, there you are Yang…"

"Bomb…bombs in the hold. And crazy killer dude too….crazy…" Yang moaned deliriously.

Her tone suggested possible alcohol, but the red head saw tangible fear in her widening violet eyes, and swallowed. If her friend wasn't lying, they were going to be in a lot more trouble then she had expected.

"HEY GUYS!"

Pyrrha twisted her neck and saw everyone else come rushing towards them, all equally soaked in rain and salty seawater.

Everyone, except Jaune…

She didn't have much time to think, for Adam came into the gang's plain of view.

Blake's heart stopped beating, and her face froze. Adam? What the hell was he doing here? And his sword…its got blood on it. Bad news.

And then it struck her. It was a trap! The bastard, she thought.

"Go ahead. Kill us then." Blake snarled, she took a few steps forward with her weapon drawn. But her actions proved futile, and Adam showed neither any sign of caution.

"Can't," He smiled "I got orders."

Orders? From who? This guy took lives, not orders.

"Orders from who?" Blake asked, squinting from the constant hail of water. Her friends stayed back, and just as well, they could escape if anything went horribly wrong.

Blake secretly wondered if Adam could hear anything she just said. He just stood there with that smirk. But then again, if he couldn't, who would blame him? The roar of the sea consuming her boat would smother the blare of a fog horn.

But another sound grew. A whirring, mechanical sound.

And from behind Adam, a giant helicopter rose ominously.

It was all black, and had windows deeply tinted, and the heavy machine guns and missiles and sat on the sides matched it well. It went without doubt that who over gave Adam his orders was in that monster of a helicopter.

"Get in." Adam grinned.

"What if we say no?" Yang growled. It was a hollow threat. She fought him down there, and nearly died if not for the rush of water. No way they could stop him, especially now with the copter hovering over the quickly sinking wreckage of the ship.

The ship shuddered and tilted even further into the water.

Adam continued to smile, but with a hint of menace in it. "If not…you'll sink with this boat. And you know the explosives we have in there. If you refuse, we'll blow you sky high. So…please…get in."

They had no choice. And so they complied.

Kindly escorted in, team RWBY and Pyrrha hobbled in, wet and cold, to find Jaune unconscious and huddled in a corner, as well as a woman and a man. The man had a sleek and leather bowler hat with a curiously coloured feather stuck in it, an expensive looking coat, and a cigar that burnt brightly in his mouth, despite the weather. A bejewelled hand lay resting on a metal walking stick with a red tipped end.

He had the look and feel of a con artist, but a dangerous one at that.

But the woman emitted a vibe of a very dangerous person. Mysterious, sly, and very dangerous.

She had long hair - not as long as mine, Yang thought proudly - that came down and lay on her shoulders, with a long but slightly revealing dress that was redder than blood, with gold designs on the sides.

"Hi." Cardin said to the woman once the helicopter rose into the air. The wind whipped at his hair, as the doors had not yet shut behind him. "How are you? You look hot. I'm Cardin."

He extended his hand with a sly, seductive wink. The woman looked unimpressed, and for a moment, apparently did nothing.

"Come on, don't leave me hanging!" Cardin's hand still remained in mid air.

And then the woman smiled, and walked up to him, closer and closer until they were nose to nose.

The boy went red in the face, giving an awkward chuckle. "Soo wanna -"

Without warning, the woman shoved Cardin through the door. He fell backwards, screaming, until he crashed into the sea with a distant but audible CRSH!

The door whirred and shut, and from outside, the gang could hear the sinking ship explode into a magnificent plume of curling fire and smoke.

And all at one, the crew felt a sinking feeling, that they were in a lot more trouble than they could have ever expected.

…

Unfazed by her recent murder, the woman walked back to the man with the stupid hat, and stood to face them all.

"Well hello." She said smoothly.

Unsure how to reply, each one gave a different answer, all replies clashing in an unbearable mess that echoed and faded uncomfortably in the small area of the helicopter.

"I'm Cinder Fall, and this is Roman Torchwick." She said.

No one replied this time.

Behind her orange eyes, fire flared.

"We need your help. Torchwick?" She addressed the man next to her. "Explain please darling?"

Torchwick sighed, and hesitated. But meeting the glowering glaze of Cinder, he thought better of it and turned to them.

"We need your help. You see. Your friend's ballsack is quite a curious artefact." He waved his hand at Jaune, who was still out cold.

"Artefact?!" Pyrrha yelled, outraged. "Jaune's genitals are fine! They're just stolen by some witch! And now you killed the only guy who can break the curse!"

Roman laughed hysterically. "Firstly, how do you know that his genitals are fine?!"

Pyrrha went red, realising her mistake.

Roman continued, "Secondly, it needs to be an Arc to f*ck the witch!"

Pyrrha froze. "Wait what? That's what Jaune told me…"

"Oh ho! He didn't tell you?"

From behind, Cinder slapped Roman on the back of his head. "Enough fooling around, Torchwick. We have arrived at the island."

Her eyes glinted maniacally "You might not know it, but you friend's testicles have an old ancient power far beyond that of nuclear or dust weapons! His ballsack will win wars! Because of that curse that such an old witch put on it, it now carries the ability to produce sperm that is 100 times more reactive than Francium, 100 times more useful than oil, and slightly more drinkable than piss."

The team looked at each other in silence. They shared no words, but they all thought the same thing.

This woman was pretty sexually depraved.

( Editor's Note : Ooh, i'm nervous. Sorry for the short episode, wanted to just test the waters this time. I took in your reviews and tried to write more comedically, while still advancing the plot and introducing new villains. Please review, and don't be afraid to be harsh! Thanks )

(UPDATE 2 : Question. Would you guys rather have an all out crazy adventure that makes no sense and is all crazy, or a rather semi serious, semi adventure with humour story? )