-Skies of Massechussetts-
Joshua and Calvin sat in two of the passenger seats of the X-Jet as Scott and Jean flew them to their destination. The captain of the Flying Dutchman in particular was wondering just how the mutant Maneater was doing, and if her current state really was a result of her X-Gene.
So many questions…
Cal, meanwhile, was lounging in his seat, having swapped his Kenway academy of excellence letterman jacket for a finely made and tailored blue corinthian leather jacket with a detachable cape made of gathered feathers of birds of paradise. He was also wearing a pair of red clips on shades and black Air Force 1 sneakers.
This was his "Pirate Mafia" jacket.
"We're almost there. We can probably spare a moment or two for some sightseeing." Jean told the two pirate themed boys.
"Well I'm gonna go see an uncle of mine who lives around the corner after we land. I'll meet you at our destination afterwards." Cal told her as the plane touched down. "He'll probably be able to tell me a few things about our targets." He added.
"Here's hoping he knows some good stuff." Joshua remarked as he got up from his seat and stretched his legs.
"He should, he's the leader of the local Irish Mafia." The Irish and Italian teen called as he walked away, cape swishing behind him.
"I hope he doesn't get himself hurt." The redhead telepath commented in concern.
"He grew up knowing how the mafia works, and has Energy Manipulation and Absorption powers. He'll be fine." Joshua told her. "Anyway, let's get moving. I wanna check out the bakery while I can." He beckoned as he started walking.
(Elsewhere)
Calvin Bryant, Codename: Supernova, walked into an Irish pub called Enoch's, where many patrons, mostly Irish, were congregating.
Shrugging off his cape, he revealed the sideways facing Skull and crossbones that was the symbol of the Flying Dutchman pirates.
Then he took a seat at the bar counter, where the bartender glanced at him.
"Ain't you a little young to be here, laddie?" He questioned.
"Just here to see someone. Is Patrick Cormac here?" The bespectacled teenager questioned.
"Aye. He's at one of the booths." The bartender nodded, pointing at the booths.
"I'll take a coke. Just have it sent to the booth." Cal nodded. "Oh, and a bowl of your Irish stew and soda bread to go with it." He added as he stepped away.
With his order placed, he went to see his uncle at the booth he was sitting in. It didn't take any effort to find him since he stood out.
The man was of average height, had styled red hair, blue eyes, and Caucasian skin. He was also dressed in a tailored suit with an Irish sweater under the sports coat.
Cal sat down across from the man, setting his silver Celtic style shamrock pocket watch down on the table, getting the man's attention.
"Still works, even though you gave it to me on my ninth birthday." The boy said. "How ya been, uncle Pat?" He questioned.
"Been better, been worse. You know how it is." The man shrugged in reply. "I didn't hear you would be in Boston. What brings you here?" He questioned.
"Business, mostly." The young man replied as his drink and food arrived. "I'm here to pick up a few kids for a school I'm going to for… people like me." He explained. "They're kids from the Bonny family, know anything about them?" He questioned.
"I heard that they recently adopted a girl into the family. Not that I blame them given the… Circumstances surrounding the girl's past." Patric replied, scowling slightly. This told Calvin that whatever he heard, it was not good.
"Circumstances?" Calvin questioned.
"Apparently she got c-sectioned out of her mother's womb, and then her stepfather– and let me tell ya, laddie, that's used loosely– cut her and left her to fend for herself for a majority of her life." The mafia leader explained in reply, much to Calvin's shock and disgust.
'Okay, I can tell that's a fabricated backstory, given what I know, but fucking hell is that gonna piss Joshua off!' He thought.
"You said people like you. You mean the rest are, ya know." Patrick asked as he took a sip of his glass of scotch.
"Yeah." The boy nodded.
"Well, I dunno if this'll help any…" The man hummed as he looked around, making sure no one was listening. "But I've heard tell that a crime boss in Hell's Kitchen has mutants on his payroll, and under his thumb." He continued. "Now whether he treats them right or not isn't something I can say too." He amended.
"This guy got a name?" Calvin asked.
"Wilson Fisk, but he goes by Kingpin." Patric replied. "Ya gotta get them outta there, laddie. They don't deserve that nightmare." He told his nephew.
"I've heard of Fisk. Real cruel piece of work, him." Calvin nodded. "Got no respect for the old ways of us mafia folk being pillars of the community first before criminals. Using crime to better our communities." He huffed, eating more stew. "The guy sounds like an ass. Got any information I could use as leverage? Could come in handy." He added.
"I got a couple of things that could help you out, yeah." Patric smirked, more than happy to help his nephew if it meant screwing over Fisk.
"Go on." Calvin prompted with his own smirk.
(Elsewhere)
Josh sighed as he and the others did some sightseeing on their way to see the Bonny family, and on their way there, they came across a distillery that they recognized as being inadvertently responsible for the infamous Boston Molasses flood.
"Hey, isn't this the distillery that had that wooden vat burst?" Scott questioned.
"Causing the molasses flood of 1915, yep. That's the one, The Purity Distilling Company." Calvin nodded as he walked up to them, checking his pocket watch. "Today, actually." He added, closing the silver clock. "My great aunt actually nearly drowned in molasses and was covered in bird seed after she crashed into a store… before being swarmed by pigeons." He added.
"You're kidding." Scott chuckled, finding that more than a little absurd.
"It took her hours to clean off all of the feathers." The boy replied.
"He actually has pictures from back then." Joshua chimed in with a snicker, having seen the pictures already.
Summary: They were hilarious.
"You gotta show us those when you have a chance." Jean commented with an amused look. "Anyway, did you get anything from your uncle?" She asked.
"A few things. Mostly that our Maneater has been adopted by the Bonny family and that the second eldest is in it deep with the south Boston Mob's main racing fixer, Robin Goodfellow. That could prove problematic." Cal explained. "And he also pointed me in the direction of some mutants who are currently under the thumb of Wilson Fisk, in case you're interested in springing them." He added.
"Fisk? Isn't that Manhattan's crime boss?" Jean asked with a blink of recognition.
"Hell's Kitchen, but yeah." Cal nodded. "Don't worry, I've got ideas about how to deal with him." He added.
"I'll leave him to you, then." Joshua decided. "In the meantime, we should probably get to the Bonnys before the Boston Mob does." He added as he started walking again.
"Oh yeah. Cuz trust me, those guys don't play." The calico nodded as they moved on.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, at the Bonny House…
Annabeth Bonny sighed as she pulled on a pair of clover green pants, brown boots, a white tank top and a red jacket, clothes that her new family got for her.
It was definitely an improvement over what she had before. Plus, when she looked in the mirror, she decided she liked her new look.
"I wonder if I can get anything else that'll make me look good." She hummed to herself, her voice starting to gradually develop its own Irish accent.
When you're around certain people, you pick up certain qualities.
"Anne? You good in there?" The voice of John asked as he knocked on the door.
"I'm fine, da. Just taking a look at myself in the clothes you got me." She called.
Another thing, she actually seemed to fully accept the family of four as her own very quickly. Which was honestly a good thing.
"Well come downstairs when you're finished." The man told her, leaving.
The one thing that the family didn't like or rather, were concerned with when it came to their daughter, was that the girl not only showed them that she was capable of shapeshifting into a Shark Girl form as well as several armored forms.
But on top of this making her quite aggressive, it also made it where she was constantly looking for what Anne called an "ideal mate" which led to her sleeping around a lot.
Unlucky for her, she'd yet to find such an individual.
It would appear that her animal instincts lingered in some sense.
Anne grabbed and slipped around her neck a Celtic cross necklace that Ally, her adoptive mother, gave her—as it was apparently a necklace that had traditionally been passed down from mother to daughter for generations, according to the woman.
She wouldn't complain. It did look nice.
Walking out of her room, she joined her family downstairs and saw them just watching TV together.
Though one thing that seemed off to her, was the presence of at least four other people. Two older teenagers and two who looked more her age.
"Hey guys. What's up?" The shark girl asked.
"Have a seat, Anne. There's some people who would like to speak with you and your brothers." John told her.
"Yeah? About what?" The adopted daughter of the family wondered as she sat on a chair.
The unique 'traits' you three have." Scott replied subtly, and the three in question caught the meaning. "I'm Scott Summers, by the way." He added.
"Jean Grey." The sole girl of the visitors chimed in.
"Joshua Landbrecht." The pirate themed boy that Anne found rather interesting pitched in.
"Calvin Bryant. No, I'm not here to shake you guys down." The second pirate themed boy told the family, since he could tell they were familiar with his last name.
"Your uncle's rival has for a few weeks now." Ally stated.
"Robin Goodfellow. Yeah, I'm aware." The boy nodded. "Trust me, my uncle Patrick has no love for the Boston Syndicate, so he likely won't like them shaking down people on his turf." He added.
"Well, here's hoping we're still good for now." Gabriel sighed, hoping the Mob wouldn't do anything stupid.
"That aside, as someone who recently joined the institute, you really can't find a better place to learn how to use your powers." Joshua pointed out.
"Yeah, they have an automated training course called the Danger Room where you can really cut loose and push yourself at the same time." Cal nodded. "Plus, the amount of times Josh and I used it to play out scenarios from Assassin's Creed: Black Flag is probably… Too many to count." He added.
That was another thing they'd done. When they realized the Danger Room could be used for other things like recreating things from video games, the two went wild with the pirate based stuff. Assassin's Creed: Black Flag was a favorite of theirs.
"That sounds nifty." Gideon remarked.
"Imagine the Iron Chef reenactments I could do in there…" Gabe nodded.
"I'd pay to see that." Jean chuckled in amusement.
"… Does that include open water?" Anne questioned.
"Well yeah, what's the point of doing Pirate fantasies without open water?" Cal nodded.
"But there's also a pool as well for everyday use." Josh added.
"Sweet." The shark girl grinned. More swimming time for her.
"Oh, and you'd essentially be living in a mansion." Cal added. "Just thought I'd put that out there." He told them.
"Can't really go wrong with that, can we?" Gabe hummed. "Plus, if we live in a mansion, imagine the kind of good food I can cook up." He added, seeming almost giddy at the notion.
"Tuition also won't be an issue. We don't ask for it, but donations are appreciated." Jean nodded.
"You'll also be going to the same high school as us so general schooling isn't an issue either." Scott chimed in.
"I'm not really in the position to go to school anymore. I've graduated already." The chunky man pointed out. "I am planning on enrolling in culinary school, is there one near the Institute?" He asked.
"Yeah, actually. There's the Gusteau Culinary institute one state over in New York." Jean nodded.
"And with Professor Xavier having a jet on hand, you can go to and from there in pretty much record time." Scott added.
"Sweet." Gabriel grinned.
"Your school offer track scholarships?" Gideon asked.
"Oh yeah. I've seen them." Scott confirmed with a nod.
"I know what I'm doing, then." The violet eyed teen smirked.
"Mom, Dad, do you guys feel okay with us going to this institute?" Anne asked, which made the two look at her.
This was because even though she'd accepted them as family, she didn't typically call them mom and dad in front of other people. So this pleasantly surprised them.
"Well… As much as we'd like to keep you three around, we'd like for you to understand your gifts better. We don't want you three accidentally hurting anyone or yourselves due to a lack of control." John sighed.
"Yes. This could be what you three desperately need." Ally nodded with her own sigh.
"And don't worry, you guys will have plenty of chances to head home to visit. Promise." Jean told them.
This seemed to seal the deal for the Bonny family.
Though as the kids were about to go ahead and make preparations for heading to the institute—there was a knock on the door.
"Uh, you guys aren't expecting any visitors, are you?" Scott questioned as everyone looked at each other.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, back at the institute… It was absolute fucking chaos.
Toad had gotten into the Institute, and was now picking a fight with Kurt. This resulted in them leaping their way through the various corridors of the mansion and destroying a lot of fragile things.
"Come back here you blue wookie boy!" The amphibious teen barked.
"You're one to talk, slime ball!" Kurt shot back, dodging a tongue strike.
As this was going on, Ororo flew overhead and observed them.
"It would seem that this boy's less than ideal behavior has been not obstructed but rather encouraged, Charles." The woman noted.
'Yes, that much is clear.' Charles said telepathically in agreement. 'Magneto clearly has his claws in him. Trying to get him to join us will likely be a moot point.' He sighed.
"I am inclined to agree as well." The weather witch sighed as well.
It was at that moment that Toad managed to grab Kurt, causing the latter to teleport them somewhere else.
"Oh dear…" The woman groaned, facepalming.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, back in Boston, the others were looking out a window and saw that a group of men was gathered outside. All of them were holding bats, chains, sledge hammers, knives, crowbars, axes and one guy had a chainsaw.
"Fuck! That's the Boston Mob!" John cursed at the timing.
"Of all the times to show up for me…!" Gideon groaned.
"You didn't take a loan from them, did you?" Calvin questioned.
"It wasn't a loan so much as a security deposit that they refused to pay back." Gideon replied. "And then we proceeded to mess up their stuff in retribution." He added as he zipped upstairs and gave Gabe his Kanabo styled bat.
"Looks like we're gonna have to fight our way through them." Joshua sighed as he tested his hidden blades and unsheathed his sword. "From what Cal tells me about people like this, they don't just let people go." He added.
"And they're liable to go for killshots in the case of the crazier ones." The mafia teen nodded, testing his own hidden blades. "That's if they have guns and… there are some who are into rape but that's typically not tolerated." He added. "My best advice? Just beat them up." He told them.
"Works for us." Gabriel grunted as he hefted his bat onto his shoulder.
"I think I can manage that." Anne grinned, her teeth—and body—turning into that of a shark's.
"… Oh god." Joshua muttered, eyes wide.
"What?" Calvin questioned.
"I thought Anne was cute in her human form… But her Shark form is gorgeous." The boy whispered back in reply.
It was at that point they heard something impact the front door, causing everyone to look and see an axe blade sticking through it.
"Okay, that's it! I'm pummeling 'em!" Gabe growled as he stomped up to the door, the other mutants on his heels.
"I'm gonna sneak around back." Josh said as he went invisible.
"And I'm gonna go take them out pirate style." Cal nodded as he walked up to the door. "Gabe, I need you to hit me with your club as hard as you can. My energy absorption and manipulation powers let me absorb and manipulate every kind of energy, including the kinetic energy of blunt impacts from blades, clubs, hell even bullets and charge myself with power." He told him.
"That is so broken." Gabe blinked. "But alright." He shrugged before hitting Calvin at full strength.
Sure enough, the kinetic energy behind the swing was absorbed by him.
"Oh yeah. Now we're in business." The mafia teen smirked as his hands glowed.
Then the teens went to the front door to face down the mob, who looked ready to kill them.
They did this by Calvin kicking the door off the hinges, sending it flying and flattening a line of guys under the hunk of mahogany.
"What the–?!" One of the mobsters yelped before Gideon used his speed to shoulder check another guy.
In the back of the group, Joshua had snuck up on the guy with the chainsaw and knocked him out before he sabotaged the industrial tool (he removed the chain itself) and started taking the others down to sow confusion.
Five guys with axes tried to rush Gabriel, but the man smirked before his stomach opened like a toothy maw, revealing a turquoise glow and sucked all five of them in like a black hole!
"What the…?!" Jean gasped in shock upon seeing what the bat wielding man could do.
Gabe only belched as he wiped his mouth.
"… Guess now we know why they call him Grendel." Calvin uttered.
"No kidding." Scott nodded, eyes wide behind his shades.
Back to the task at hand, Calvin blasted several mobsters with the energy he absorbed and sent them flying. Joshua actually punched a few in the face before kicking them his way for a finisher, all while still invisible.
And Anne…
She turned her arm into her bone armor and actually punched a hole through a guy's chest, her fist going through his back—her fist covered in blood.
"Fucking wimps." She scoffed before she used her tail to smack another guy that tried to rush her, sending him flying into a tree.
The impact snapped his neck, killing him instantly.
And then she caught one guy by the throat—and kissed him—right before the black mist she used in her shadow armor started to flood into the guy's body.
Moments later, his veins started to turn visibly black before he began convulsing, prompting Anne to drop him as he died slowly.
Meanwhile, Joshua had to use his hidden blades on two guys that tried jumping Gideon when he saw Anne's victims. He wanted to freak out, but he couldn't. He figured that there was still some temperance as the Maneater lingering in her, which would explain how easily this comes to her.
Then again, he was a pirate, who was he to judge?
This thought seemed to put him at ease, as he reacted to a guy who was charging at him by holding his hand out and stabbing him in the neck with his right hidden blade without even looking.
And at the same time, Calvin double assassinated two other guys—which caused the rest to retreat right as his uncle arrived with his men in tinted black cars.
"I was wondering when they'd show up." The calico colored teen grunted as he removed his blades from their victims.
"Well, I was going to ask if you needed help." Patrick mused as he stepped out of the car.
"Well… We could use some help hiding the bodies." Josh chuckled nervously, causing Calvin to look at him.
"Finally!" He whooped.
(Later)
After the mess was dealt with, Anne, Gideon and Gabriel were finally ready to head to the Institute. A less than pleased Scott tried to reprimand Calvin, Joshua, Gabe and Anne for how they dealt with the mobsters, but he was shut down by Calvin who had to school Scott in how things worked with crime syndicates.
Yeah, the hard ass act wasn't gonna work out with these guys.
At any rate, they were now flying back to the Institute by air… And Anne was getting some airsickness, judging by her expression.
"Ya know, given that you're a shark, we probably should've expected this." Josh noted.
"Ya think…?" The girl groaned, trying to keep herself from puking.
"I'm a bit more concerned with the fact that half your school's male population is going to be bedridden for two days at least." Gideon stated.
"… I hesitate to ask, but why?" Jean questioned.
"Because Anne will probably get damn near to literally fucking them to death." Gabe stated, causing the redhead girl to blush enough to match her hair.
"G-Gabe!" Anne yelped, hiding her face in her hands.
"Oh don't start, Anne." The violet eyed speedster deadpanned. "You know what you're like." He added.
"Excuse me?" Josh questioned, looking at the two Bonny brothers.
"Anne's shark instincts don't just make her a vicious fighter, lad." Gabe began. "They're making her search for an "ideal mate" that'll keep her happy for life." He continued.
"And you just heard what we said she's doing for that search." Gideon added.
Everyone was silent at this before a red in the face Anne stood up and glared at her brothers.
"You two are dead!" She yelled as she tackled the two to the ground and started wailing on them.
"Hey, not while we're flying!" Jean exclaimed, but was ignored.
This was pretty much the norm until they landed.
(Elsewhere)
Meanwhile, back at the institute, Toad and Kurt suddenly fell into an all too familiar metal room that the others were very familiar with.
"What the–? Where are we?" The amphibian themed teen wondered as he looked around.
"Um, I think we're about to get a good idea!" Kurt exclaimed in panic as several gun turrets activated, much to the distress of both boys.
It was around this time that the others finally got back, Anne still trying to murder her brothers for embarrassing her.
The second they landed, they heard alarms blaring.
"What the fuck is goin' on?" Joshua wondered with a blink.
"It would seem that Todd Tolansky and Kurt have fallen into the Danger Room." Ororo told them, running to meet them.
"How do you just fall into the Danger Room?" Calvin questioned.
"Easy. You teleport there." The woman replied easily.
"... That's oddly true." Jean blinked.
"Oh great. Let's get to the control room and shut it down!" Scott exclaimed as he started making a beeline for the Danger Room's control center.
Everyone else followed, including the Bonnys who were no longer caught up in their drama.
As the others went into the control room, Calvin jumped into the room and blocked a laser that was about to make road past tense, and then blocking a saw blade that was about to saw Kurt in half by absorbing its kinetic energy, and then using his now enhanced strength—tore the saw out of the floor and hurled it away.
"I do hope you boys realize." The mafia teen sighed as he turned to face the two, his costume showing off his Hidden Blades, cutlasses, utility belt, air rifle with grenade launcher and four pistols. "That you now owe me and Josh your lives." He stated as the room shut down.
"Uh, yeah." Kurt gulped as he glanced up at the control room, where he spotted Joshua standing next to a terminal.
"Man, after what happened here, why should I even bother with that?" Toad scoffed.
"Stick around a bit longer, and you'll find out." The mafia teen told him in reply.
(Later)
At the bottom of the cliff at the back of the Institute, Joshua and Calvin now stood with Todd and the Bonnys who were wondering what was up. Most notably, Joshua was holding the Flying Dutchman's bottle in his hands.
"Okay, you got us at the bottom of a cliff for… What?" Gideon wondered, looking completely lost along with his siblings.
"For this." Joshua smirked before he yeeted the Flying Dutchman out to sea.
Before anyone could say anything…
FLASH! BOOM!
In a flash of seafoam green light and a light boom, the Flying Dutchman appeared in all her glory.
"What the fuck?!" Anne shouted in shock, which was shared among her brothers, Kurt and Toad.
"I present to you all: THE FLYING DUTCHMAN!" Joshua boomed as rain began to fall.
"The Flying Dutchman?! No way! That's just a story!" Toad exclaimed in denial.
"Then what's sitting in front of us?" Calvin asked rhetorically before a series of ropes wrapped around them Before they could react, they were pulled toward the ship and placed on the deck. The only ones showing no distress were Joshua and Calvin.
"This ship is now under my control and we've been looking for people to make up its crew." Josh began. "As you might have guessed, I am said ship's captain." He added.
"And I am its quartermaster." Calvin nodded.
"So we have a chance to join zhe crew…" Kurt hummed before shrugging. "I vouldn't mind being zhe point man." He commented.
"You can count on me as the ship's cook. I always wanted to try making hard tack and Lobscouse." Gabe nodded.
"I'll handle the sails, I can maintain all six in six minutes." Gideon nodded.
"I think I can do lookout duty." Toad shrugged, deciding to go with it. "I mean I am good at climbing." He added.
"I'd be more than happy to be your First Mate." Anne smirked at her new captain.
"And I think I'll take up the helmswoman role, if it's still open." Ororo chimed in as she landed on the deck, smirking a bit as she did.
"I was wondering when you'd give your answer." Joshua smiled as he looked at the weather witch. "We're still far from having a full crew. But I'd say this is a good start." He hummed.
"Which reminds me." Calvin nodded as he looked through a spyglass and saw someone pull up, that being a scraggly man in a cowboy hat. The only reason he saw that at all was due to a downward slope on the left side, which they just so happened to be on. "Come on guys, I got something I need to talk to the prof about." He told them.
"Gotcha." Joshua nodded as everyone disembarked, allowing him to return the Flying Dutchman back to its ship in a bottle form.
(Later)
"So from what I can gather based on what my uncle told me. There are six mutants in this group." Calvin began as he sat down with the others and Logan, a teacher who just arrived. "They're escaped HYDRA captives who were tortured and experimented on by them." He continued. "According to Patrick, they had been on the run for a few years until their leader, Chelsea Marks, started working as an escort to keep them fed—and then accepted a job from the wrong client." The boy added.
"And by that you mean Wilson Fisk." Xavier nodded.
"Yeah. According to one of my dad's contacts who actually worked for Fisk around that time, he coerced her into working with him by first paying for her 'services' then fucking her brains out to the point where she was delirious and had her sign a contract as a stripper, prostitute, escort, glory hole girl, personal sex slave and the occasional enforcer, and then would keep her in line with said 'contract' by threatening her friends with either physical violence or death." The calico eyed teen explained. "Now whether the others are made to do anything is something I don't know about." He amended.
Charles and Logan looked visibly displeased by this, the latter even scowling.
"Okay, we gotta get them outta there." The scraggly man growled.
"Well luckily for us, I know how we can do it without any unnecessary violence or effort on our parts." The teen grinned smugly.
"Then I leave it to you." Charles nodded.
"Just let me make some calls." Calvin nodded as he took out his phone. "Hey Tony! Listen, I got a favor to ask…" He said as he walked away.
ThermalsniperN7: Well, this went about as expected. Joshua, Calvin, Scott and Jean went to get the Bonny siblings, Joshua started falling for Anne after seeing her shark girl look, and our OC gang got to shine when a bunch of mobsters muscled up to them with lethal intent and got slaughtered for it. Oh, and Scott tried (keyword "tried") to reprimand them for what they did to the mob, but was shut down… He has no experience with crime groups at all.
Dragon Emperor0: No kidding. And as you may have guessed, we're adding in Chelsea and the gang from Dragon X and our other stories in. Don't worry, we have permission from her original creator as she is a friend of ours. And if you guys recognize the plot structure here, this situation was borrowed from Ghostkaiser24's story Laura's Fall, a story I don't read anymore for reasons but it seemed like an interesting way to take things.
ThermalsniperN7: I never read that story, but hey, if it works, it works. Anyway, we think that Chelsea and her gang would leap at the chance for a pirate life since it means more freedom. Plus, there's a few roles on a ship that we think would suit them. Speaking of roles, looks like Ororo is officially joining the crew as the helmswoman.
Dragon Emperor0: We were thinking of her either being the Nami (Navigator) or the Jinbe (Helmsman) of this story but given that personality wise Ororo reminds me more of Jinbe, we decided to go with the latter.
ThermalsniperN7: Kurt has also opted to be the point man while Toad is the lookout, Gabriel is the cook and Gideon handles the sails. The crew is coming together nicely. Wait and see which roles Chelsea and her gang settle into. Anyway, see you guys next time.