It was just after dusk when the captain aboard the deserted "Cobra Kai" pirate ship was finally getting to look over the newest intel they'd received.
Miguel peered down at the several maps spread out before him on the table and began to plan their next course based on new information of the runaway's potential whereabouts, at least until he heard the boisterous voices of his crew in the distance and looked up startled.
'What are they doing back so early?" Miguel mused.
Puzzled by their presence, the captain glanced out his porthole window and saw the majority of his men headed back onto the ship. The soft glow of their torches lit the way like a canopy of fireflies.
They seemed rowdy and distracted.
Certainly not the stumbling drunks he'd expected.
'Did something happen?' Miguel wondered with a touch of concern.
The pirates had only just touched down on land after being at sea for months. By all rights, the crew should have still been getting blind drunk or spending their hard-earned coins on tavern wenches.
He hadn't expected most of them to come back for days.
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Stepping out of his cabin, Miguel ignored the unsettling chill in the air and made his way over to the main deck where his crew gathered. They were standing in a circle formation around something that he couldn't quite make out.
As he eased his way through the crowd, Miguel half expected to find a comely-looking prostitute with blonde hair, vulpine eyes, and large milky white breasts at the center of the commotion.
What else could have possibly whipped his men into such a frenzy?
Instead, Miguel discovered a young man dressed in a pale white tunic and black trousers sitting on the ground near the mast. Long brown hair fell over his downturned face like a curtain obstructing his features.
His wrists and ankles were shackled with heavy-duty metal irons.
A prisoner?
The young captain looked at his crew with irritation and scowled openly at them. It didn't matter how drunk they'd gotten tonight. They ALL knew better than to abduct or take any of the island's people captive. "Someone better have a good excuse for this blasphemous behavior, or I'm throwing the lot of you overboard."
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Mikey (one of the gunners on the ship) rolled his eyes and gestured to the prisoner as if it was self-explanatory. "Take a gander at his pretty face before you blow a gasket, ok? I'm positive you'll change your tune real fast once you see the gift we brought you."
Confused, the captain placed his hand under the male's chin and forced him to lift his head.
The boy flinched away from him.
Miguel felt shock flood his system. 'Robby Keene?'
"I bet you didn't expect us to find something of this caliber when we left this morning?" Mitch's voice was smug with pride.
"Where did you find him?" the captain fought to keep his voice even.
The pirate crew had been searching EVERYWHERE for their leader's runaway son. They'd spent months following the ocean currents, battling the elements and chasing every possible lead in search of him.
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Worth Twice His Weight in Gold (Robby/Miguel)
FanficRobby has been missing for months, and his father's pirate crew has been tasked with the job of bringing him home. Unfortunately, everything is not as it seems, and the omega had a justified reason to run. Miguel ends up finding out the boy's deepes...
