"Ssss." Abigail winced as the man hit his head. She hadn't planned on that. She was going to force a lifesaver up his legs till his arms were bound in rubber safeness. Oh well, unless. Looking around to see if she was being watched the red pirate did just that and kicked the man over. She watched him as he hit the water with a splash. "Kind of messed up I know, but you started it. Let nobody say Abigail the double Lotus Pirate attacks first! Turn the other cheek my tender rump!"

Was there more to say on the subject? The sea may never know because before she could continue the captain of the attacking ship started yelling at his crew, informing them of a better strategy of attack. "Well, god damn I hate a confident foe." Without waiting for another word Abigail started powering up her left hand. It was her favorite hand. Shame she couldn't use it for both sword fighting and lightning blasting. Now that would be the life. As the balled fist started to glow the redhead charged forwards as fast as she could up the bow and leaped at the crest.

Being airborne wasn't difficult. She was new to it, but it was easy enough to handle. Once you got started it was only a matter of letting momentum carry you forwards. Landings were new to Abigail too, on account of a nearly complete absence of being airborne in her life, but it wasn't easy. She did it, technically. Her feet touched the ground but failed to stay under her so she slipped and rolled until she crashed into the legs of one of the pirates legs as he was getting up to aim his rifle.

A gun shot obviously aimed at her, but thanks to the weird angle she held her sword, it struck the sheath and ricocheted off. Croma knew she wouldn’t get a second chance, so she took the opening created by the other very strange prisoner, she rolled forward, picking up the man she knocked out and turned his unconscious body around using him as a shield. Kicking her meat shield forward into the rifleman Croma lunged herself past him readying her weapon to swing at the pistol wielders swinging her sword so she could strike in a diagonal position aiming to knock the metal sheath right into their Adam’s apples.

“Crushing blow!” She yells

Came a voice from inside the ship that was impossible to ignore as Zypha safely landed on the vessel. Zypha's face twitched a little as she looked at the enemy crew. "Please tell me you aren't really called the Silver Slugs. Like really? Like me commend you captain on his naming sense." She would have started a slow clap if she weren't in combat and needing to hold onto her weapons.

One random crewman looked slightly embarrassed but the rest were too busy following their captain's order to start firing at her and Abigail. Zypha dove to the deck as bullets wizzed overhead and scrambled to take some cover so she could find the right timing to attack. Meanwhile she got to witness her crewmate go airborne as she started her assault, but she kind of miffed the landing and rolled into one of the pirates.

"Well that's one way to fly into action." She mused before detaching a scythe, checking its balance, and then flinging the scythe from its handle like a boom-a-rang. She had been working on the balance for quite some time and while it still it wouldn't exactly come back like a boom-a-rang, it still made for a decent projectile weapon that could curve in midflight. She aimed it at one of the pirates aiming for Abigail, gritted her teeth as a bullet grazed her shoulder, and took cover again, waiting to hear the sound of the scythe hitting home.

"WHY YOU! HOW DARE YOU MOCK THE RUSTSILVER PIRATES!" The captain barked at the chained man. "How did you even... Jim, Barry, just KILL HIM!" He shouted, as two of the six pirates turned their rifles towards the staircase that the man was at, opening fire at him.

As Abigail jumped over the bullets and rolled into one of the pirate's legs, the man tumbled over and fell onto the ground. He lost his rifle in the process, and attempted to grab hold of it again. A second pirate took note of Abigail's approach, looking down at her and aiming his rifle. Right before he could fire however, Zypha's thrown scythe struck the man in the neck. The man collapsed on the ground, bleeding from his neck.

The two other pirates continued opening fire at Zypha's location, hoping their bullets would penetrate the wooden crate that Zypha had been hiding behind.



As the man with the pistols fired at Croma, he ended up hitting the pirate that she used as a meat shield instead. As Croma kicked the pirate that she was holding away, he ended up crashing hard into the man with the rifle. The man ended up slamming into the wall with his head by the force of the push, knocking him out. The man with the pistols struggled to aim again, but it was too late. Croma was already in front of him. She succesfully managed to strike her sheath into the man's adam's apples, knocking him into the wall and knocking him out as well.

As August sped through the hallway, the man that August chose to attack readied his blade. Before he could even do anything, August rammed his fist into his face at great speed, sending him flying into the wall with great force, knocking him out instantly and leaving a small crack in the wall.

The remaining man with the sword gulped. "C...CAPTAIN!! We're in trouble over here!!" He yelped, backing away from Croma and August.

It didn't take long before the red pirate was able to get a hang of her surroundings. It was even less time before she noticed the pirate she fell into starting to move forward to grab his rifle. She couldn't allow that so she got on her knees, and jammed her fist right about between his legs. He didn't take that vary well. He took it like an old wooden bridge would've taken a falling mountain, that is to say he went down and he went down fast.

As tempting as it was to laugh Abigail decided to force the mirth down because her survival depended on keeping a straight face. "Damn it!" Abigail muttered as she started getting to her feet, but remembered about the rifles being readied to fire and thought better of it. "Damn it again." She kept crouched as she looked around. A few men were down, probably because Zypha. The long perfect slash marks on their chest and neck seemed to be her work. So who'd that leave?

Her eyes quickly settled on the men who were raising their rifles to fire at her partner. "Three damns it a row. Damn it universe you're really trying my patience." She raised her left hand, the one with the electricity, hoping desperately she'd be able to knock the enemy closer to her into the one further than her.

Croma’s ears twitched a little when she heard one of the pirates say something about a captain usually indicating that he or she was the strongest on this ship, surely Kichi would unsheathe itself for such a high rank. Rearing herself back and springing herself forward the resulting push caused her to jet past even Augest twisting her sheath back and swinging it like a baseball bat aiming at the pirate holding the sword.

“Where is your captain?!” She yelled

When the Pirates turned to fire at the mysterious prisoner, he spun around and deflected their shots with his sea-stone hand-cuffs. "Oh, are we a little miffed, acquaintances?" He shouted happily, while giggling with glee. He immediately dashed towards the Pirates, jumping, slipping his shackles under his legs, and slamming them into a Pirate's face. "Well now, so am I, pals." He then shifted his weight up and back flipped away from the second Pirate as he fired another shot at his torso. He landed a few feet back, and the Pirate took aim again, but wasn't quick enough to avoid having the sea-stone handcuffs slam him in the chest, shattering his rib cage. "You should really watch who you piss off, Chums!"

Bullets struck the wooden crate, splintering off wood left and right. Zypha kept her position to keep from being hit but apparently the wooden crate was not that sturdy. One of the bullets pierced through but thankfully struck her chain before bouncing off, but it did sting a little.

"Never liked just siting around anyway!" Zypha abandoned her spot and rushed out into the open. She saw Abigail make her move on the pirates so for now it was just her job to avoid the shots, she still had a scythe attached so she flung it up into the air, catching one of the masts masts and started to haul herself up as quickly as possible, the bullets whistling past her as she ascended upward. Before long she reached the lowest sail rung and got unto the wooden beam to become a smaller target.

Abigail succeeded in knocking the closest pirate away with her hand. The man screamed as he was struck by the electricity, staggering back into the second pirate who was still firing at Zypha and missed his shots. As the first pirate collided with him, he was electrocuted as well, and both collapsed onto the deck with severe burn wounds.

With the strange man's aid, the two last pirates with rifles were also taken down.

And now, only the captain remained. "Bah! Good-for-nothings!" He screamed at his defeated men. He pulled a mace from his belt with his right hand, and a flint lock pistol with his left. He dashed forward at Abigail immediately, and swung his mace down at her. He followed up with his left hand, taking aim at Zypha with his flint-lock pistol and started shooting at her to keep her on a distance.



The pirate attempted to block Croma's strike, but wasn't fast enough. Croma struck him hard in the head, knocking him out before he could answer her question.

There was no more danger remaining below deck.

Abigail blinked as the man with the metal ball of death rushed towards her. Her eyes went wide as the figure loomed over her. "Why me?" She called as she threw herself to the side and rolled to get as much distance as possible. "Seriously, I've killed the fewest of your crew mates on this thing."

The red pirate's sword appeared in her hand. "NOt that it matters. You missed! No harm, no foul." She dashed forwards and took a swing at the man, aiming for the arm with the pistol at the end. Even if she failed to cut him at all she was sure his aim would be thrown off enough to allow for Zypha to close enough distance to help out. Abigail wouldn't mind. History had taught her there wasn't any shame in fighting two to one. Besides the man had started the fight and tried to kill them with a much bigger ratio advantage. So if her cut severed his arm and it proved fatal she wouldn't have any trouble sleeping at night.

Croma stood up relaxing her body a bit to sigh, realizing that she ruined a chance to get some good Intel in any case with three prisoners running amok the captain would surely come out and handle the situation. The swordswoman leaned against the wall, grabbing at her stomach having pushed herself today on an empty stomach being completely exhausted was starting to finally take its toll, she swings in the future we're going to be much weaker, but as always she forced herself to her feet and ran up the stairs. Once she got above deck looking around at the groups of random pirates fighting with other pirates, from the cannon fire earlier they were under attack something that more than likely aided in their escape. Readying herself once again Croma charged at a large group of pirates that wore the same colors as the jailers.

“Unsheathe style: Ten thousand beatings” she yelled, swinging her sword and a series of swings and jabs putting more force in the attack itself being that she wanted to knock them all out before her strength fails her again.

"You'd think they'd learn some new tricks or something." Zypha groaned as she started to dodge bullets again. At that range she was in little actual danger but the point of the shots was just too keep her away, of which they were doing a decent job. She had to jump to avoid a bullet and made her way to the wooden mast. Zypha but the wood between herself and the enemy captain as she slid down, back to the ship floor.

She was now in a decent position but until the captain was occupied there wasn't a good spot to charge her enemy. If she went out now she would be a sitting duck as the captain was actually a decent shot unlike his ex-crew. Zypha didn't dare peek out yet, so she concentrated on listening while she waited for her chance to attack.

The captain jumped out of the way of Abigail's slash and smirked. "Yer all a bunch of morons if y-" The man muttered, but before he could finish, Croma's metal sheath struck him hard in the back of the head. The man tumbled forwards and collapsed onto the deck, knocked out.

One of the pirates that the strange chained man took down reached into his pocket, and pulled out a transponder snail while he wasn't being noticed. "Boss..! Intruders...near the island..!" He muttered, and then stopped moving as he lost consciousness.

There was no more threat remaining on the ship.

The island could still be seen further ahead, with the 3 empty pirate ships at the docks.

Abigail stared blankly at the captain's still form. One second he was the problem and the next he was on the floor. "Well, that was anti-climatic." She blinked and stepped over to the still form. "Hey, buddy." There wasn't any affection in the term buddy. She was just being ironic. "ARe you dead?" He poked the enemy captain with her boot. "Not that I mind, either way. Only curious." She stared at him for a few more seconds before shrugging and putting her sword back into its sheath.

She turned her attention back to where she'd last seen Zypha. "Hey, looks like the coast is clear." She turned back finally realizing they weren't alone on the ship. "WEll" she turned back to calling the captain. "At least its clear of people shooting and running at us with swords. There seems to be other individuals on this ship that don't look like the rest. One of them might've killed the captain." She poked the man again with her boot. "I'm fairly certain he's dead, but then again he could be just breathing really shallowly, but I'm not getting close to him. No need to leave myself open for a sucker punch, again."

Abigail turned to the woman who knocked/potentially killed the captain. "Anyways. Thanks for the help."

Croma stood up and wobbled a little bit even in this weakened state of being her killing intent was ever present but was constantly undermined by the sound of her stomach growling like a starving beast. Leaning a little back and quickly regaining her balance she grabbed at the sword facing the woman and attempted to pull Kichi from its sheath just for it to refuse to be released from the sheath. The disappointment from her sword once again denying yet another strong looking fighter, all at once her vigor left her body and she collapsed from hunger.

August crossed his arms. He analyzed the last standing pirates; the other party of pirates managed to beat his captors. There was no need of Fletcher to stay, but he had no idea of where he was at. August didn't owe these guys anything; the woman was the individual who managed to break them free.

Pushing his hands away from him, he popped his fingers and knuckles. "Alright, so do any of ya'll know where I am at? I kinda of have other arrangements." He checked his wrist and acted if there was a watch strapped on to him. "Turns out I should've been out of here five minutes ago."

As it turned out Zypha didn't need to do anything else as the captain was taken down with very little ceremony. Abigail called out to her that the coast was clear so Zypha walked out from her position behind the mast and walked over toward the others, though at first she made her way toward her thrown scythe to retrieve the weapon. It did not take very long for Abigail to size up the others on the deck, or lying on the deck in Croma's case.

From what she could gather, they had managed to escape from prison and had fought their way out at the same time the pirates had attacked them. It was a fortunate series of events that had made their assault operation run quite smoothly overall. The woman seemed to be quite skilled with the sword while she was unsure about the young man. Despite them being unsure who these people were, Zypha felt no need to hold onto her weapons so she locked them in place around her waist, under her jacket.

The young man seemed very ungrateful which caused Zypha to smirk and say, "arrangements other than having a tea party with these losers you mean? If they had followed through with their plans you would have just been another slave and you'd be where more than five minutes late." There was a bitterness in her tone when she mentioned slave but aside from that slight emphasis kept her cool.

Zypha heard a slight crackling noise from one of the downed pirates so she walked over to him and found the transponder snail. "For now why don't you guys loot this ship and head over to our vessel, it'd be a shame to let you rot on this brig. That said, no funny business or I'll have to show you a really good time."

Zypha picked up the transponder snail and brought it up to her face. "Hey slaver wanna-be ya there? I just wanted to thank ya for the wonderful welcome. If you don't mind could ya just bugger off, I'm pretty tired of taking out the trash."

Zypha looked down at Croma for a second as she waited for a reply. "If someone could carry her to our ship that would be great, just be careful, if she weren't unconscious she'd try to take a bite out of ya it looks like." She remembered feeling the woman's bloodlust, before she became unconscious. "I'd rather not stay here for much longer after all."