This was requested by LittleDemon55
This contains Bendy x Henry and Sammy x Norman
Literally two of the best ships in my opinion.
Henry and Norman were simple sailors in a simple town. They weren't like the rough pirates that sailed for treasure, but just simple fishermen.
They had calm normal, some might say boring or uneventful, lived, and sold the fresh fish they caught at a market on the docs.
The two were currently at the market selling fish they had freshly caught. That was until a battered looking ship spluttered into the dock.
A panicked group of about three people came out. "He's struck again! The Demon pirate almost sent us into the water!" One of the people screamed.
Henry just looked away from the hyperventilating man. Norman rolled his eyes. "It's not a demon, they don't exist. It's just a weird hat or somethin I'll bet." Norman growled.
"Oh he's a real demon alright sir!" Said one of the girls that had climbed off the wrecked ship. "Where's your proof?" Norman asked.
"Well we couldn't get any I'm afraid, but we aren't the first people to see him, and his cannonball had taken poor Shirley right off our ship and the sharks tore her apart." The girl said sadly.
The third person that had gotten off the boat was on his knees sobbing. "SHIRLEY!" He cried. Everyone stared at him.
"I'm sorry for your loss." Henry said. The man continued sobbing. "Do you think that so called 'demon' is actually a demon?" Norman asked. Henry shrugged. "You never know." He said.
The next day they went a ways further than they usually do, the shore not in sight.
"I knew it was a terrible idea coming out this far." Henry sighed. "Don't worry, I think it's that way?" Norman pointed in a random direction.
"Maybe that way..." he glared into the distance. Henry starts to panic because it had begun raining, and by the looks of the clouds, there was going to be a terrible storm.
And when the storm hit, so did the waves. They were huge, and the two fisherman's boat wasn't meant to handle them. The two desperately grasped on the sides.
Then the two looked up with big fearful eyes as a huge tall wave went far over their heads, then crashed down on them.
The flimsy wooden boat shattered, and Henry and Norman were pushed far away from each other in opposite directions.
Henry struggled in the choppy waves, Norman completely out of sight. He could barely breath, sea water getting into his lungs.
After a few minutes of barely staying alive, and getting closer to death every second, a giant ship steered into view, the storm not much effecting its sturdy structure.
The people on board spotted poor Henry and threw him a ladder. Henry grabbed a hold of it, but hesitated. Who knows what those people were planning to do with him.
But as he saw a shark steadily swimming towards him, he scrambled quickly up the rope ladder. Henry collapsed onto the deck on his hands and knees, and coughed up sea water.
He shivered in the cold air, taking a minute to just breathe. A pair of black boots stomped in front of him. Henry looked up into the blue eyes of a short blonde man.
"Did your ship get destroyed in the storm?" The man asked. "No, I decided to go for a nice swim in this lovely weather." Henry said sarcastically.
The man glared at him. "Don't try getting smart with us here, it won't end well for you." He growled. Henry glared back with confidence.
He stood, looking at the ship around him. "So I'm going to assume you're pirates?" Henry asked. They had a jet black flag with a white cartoony looking grin on it.
"Yes, and what crew are you from?" The man asked. "Well I'm not a pirate I'm a fisherman, but I was in my boat with my friend, he'd got swept out somewhere." Henry sighed.
"Now we just come to the conclusion, what do we do with you..." The short blonde said, studying him. "Are you the captain on this ship?" Henry asked.
"No." The other answered.
"Oh, we'll I don't mean to sound hypocritical as I don't know much about pirates, but doesn't the leader make discussion about people on board?" Henry asked.
The man sent him a glare and a few of the other pirates snickered. "I'll show you to be a smart ass with me!" The blonde growled, holding a sharp knife up to Henry's throat.
"Calm yourself Sammy, that's no way to treat a guest on our ship." A smooth voice said from behind Henry. Sammy reluctantly pulled the knife away, glaring at Henry.
Henry turned to see who had spoken and gasped, backing up a few steps. It was the demon pirate that many have been warned about, and he was in fact a demon.
He was about eight feet tall and he had long black legs and arms. His head was round with two long horns, and he had what appeared to be ink dripping down the front of his face.
"What? Don't believe in demon's?" He asked with a laugh. "I-I-I-" Henry stuttered, trying to find words. "Not so confident now are you?" Sammy spat.
The demon frowned at him.
"Neither were you when we first met." He said. Sammy just decided to walk away and observe from a corner.
The demon pirate held out his gloved hand to Henry who had fallen in the floor in surprise when he saw the demon.
Henry looked at his hand, not sure if he'd wanted to go anywhere near the demon. But then again he didn't want to seem rude and end up being killed so he gently grabbed the others hand.
The demon hoisted him up to his feet. "Why do ya look so scared?" He asked, almost in a teasing way. Henry was shivering from the cool air against his soaked clothes.
The storm had passed and the others were all dry. "I'm not scared, I'm cold." Henry retorted. "Ooh, not scared ya say? Well I'll have to say that's a first for a pretty city face like yours." The demon chuckled.
"Usually every one would scream and run away in fear, it's amusing I'll give them that." He tilted his head at Henry.
"But you shoot at some of them, and you take others hostage just to kill them. Am I right or wrong?" Henry asked.
The demon grinned bigger. "I won't deny it! But it's always the same 'nooo! I have a family you can't kill me!' It's starting to irk me." The demon growled.
"Is that what you'd like? To go back to your perfect little family and sell at the market like everyone else in each town?" The demon asked, stepping slightly closer and leaning his head down to talk more directly to Henry.
Henry didn't back away. "I'll have you know that I don't have a family, it was just me and my friend selling fish until our boat got destroyed.
And selling fish at the market isn't a bad thing, it's how we make a living." Henry said.
The demon smirked. "I like your confidence. You're more tough and determined than every other town folk I've ever met." The demon said.
"So what do you call yourself? Around where I'm from people call you the fearsome demon pirate." Henry said.
"I am captain Bendy of the inked crew." Bendy said proudly. "Alright then captain Bendy, when is the part where you either stab me or make me walk the plank?" Henry asked.
Everyone was taken back by his question. "What?" Was all Bendy could say. Henry raised his eyebrow, wondering if Bendy would answer.
"Y'know, it's the same with every townsfolk you come across, you take them prisoner, then you kill them. Isn't that pretty much what happens? You kind of said so yourself earlier." Henry explained. Bendy titled his head.
"True, you really are quite different from them aren't ya?" Bendy asked. "I don't agree with them much no." Henry answered.
"So maybe if you could kill me quickly that'd be nice, because I honestly knew it'd happen the second the rope ladder came down." Henry said.
"Why come on the ship then." Bendy asked. "Better then getting torn to shreds by sharks, might as well have a bit of a pirate adventure before I die." Henry shrugged.
Bendy found it a bit unsettling at how Henry just excepted his death, how he thought he knew it would happen.
But the second Bendy laid eyes on Henry and heard how confident he was, Bendy decided to spare him. "What's your name?" Bendy asked.
"Henry Stein." Henry replied. "Well Henry, I actually wasn't going to kill you, I was going to-" Bendy was cut off.
"Captain! It's the Joey Drew Crew! And they're coming this way!" A cinnamon haired man yelled from the crows nest.
Bendy let out a low growl. "Wally come down here." Bendy said. Wally obliged, climbing down and jogging over to Bendy.
While he was climbing down Bendy yelled at the others to position their cannons and get ready for a fight.
"Wally, since you aren't the best at fighting you will make sure Henry here doesn't try running away, got it?" Bendy ordered.
Wally nodded, brandishing a knife and leading Henry towards the back of the boat, threatening to stab him if he tried going anywhere.
Henry didn't intend on leaving anyways. "Yeah cuz I totally planed on walking across the water in the exact right direction and not meeting any sharks on the way." He said sarcastically.
Bendy couldn't help but smile a bit at Henry's sarcasm. At first it was just the two captains yelling hateful comments at each other. In that time Henry blankly stared across at the other crews ship.
He gasped. Norman was tied to a pole in the back.
It's getting quite long, so I think I'd better end it here, but you can bet I'm making a second part! I can't even express how much I love writing this.
