Blackbird - ATEEZ Pirate!AU

Left Hook, Right Hook.

Yes, I'm Rocky, feel like I'm Rocky,
Dance on the floor, feel like I'm Rocky.
Yes, I'm Rocky, feel like I'm Rocky,
Dance on the floor, dance on the floor.

My eyes can catch fire, just double the tension.
Extreme fighting spirit, and great adrenaline.
Rival, that kind of thing? I don't care, bleh.
Hang on, take a stretch and go to the stage.

Hello, ladies and gentleman.
We don't do introductions, look at me.
Way up, champion belt on my waist.
From the start, say oh.

Time goes by,
No one knows who's standing at the end.
It ain't over, never die.
I can't move, and my body falls.
Dance, roll your toes more.
We're never gonna give up,
We're boxers.

Left hook, right hook,
Stretching without rest.
One, two, one, two,
Stretch without a rest.

"ROCKY - Boxers Version" - ATEEZ

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!! Trigger warning: Violence, mild mentions of blood. !!
If you're not comfortable with an all out brawl, you can skip this chapter.
The next chapter will be civilized. :)
Probably.

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I managed to catch up with Hongjoong quickly, my feet working double time to make up the distance. I arrived just in time for The Captain to turn the handle, swinging the door wide, and pushing through the threshold only for him to stop short. At first all I could see was his back, staring blankly at his red coat in confusion. Why was the room so noisy? What was all that racket?

And then, all fucking hell broke loose.

"YAH!!?" Hongjoong barked, flying into the room with an impressive agility. I could nearly swear the speed of his movement blew my hair back. Once the reddish blur that was The Kingfisher was no longer obstructing my vision, I finally saw what had caused him to shout.

The once orderly room was in absolute shambles, looking as though a tornado had just casually blown through. Chairs and couches were flipped, tables were thrown aside, and there were papers flying through the air and littering the floor. Scanning the cabin in absolute horror, I tried to take stock of what exactly was happening.

First I looked to the far right of the room, my eyes catching sight of Yeosang slid down against the wall, holding his nose as he rested his head against the wall. Yunho was knelt beside him, trying to help stem the bleeding that poured from his nose.

Snapping my eyes to the left I caught sight of Mingi trying desperately to pull Seonghwa and San apart. The Starling had The Raven pinned, straddled atop him as they grappled with each other. The Goldfinch's efforts were futile at best, and I watched as he phased to and fro in bursts of goldenrod smoke, trying valiantly to dodge blows while trying to wrangle one of them. Mingi simply couldn't get a handle on them, as the two of them kept rolling side to side, flipping the power balance. I watched as Seonghwa landed a solid right hook to San's cheek, knocking The Starling's head to the side sharply before they rolled again.

Before I could do anything to help, I turned my gaze to the center of the room where Hongjoong had ran to, understanding fully why he'd gone there first. Wooyoung had Jongho pinned to The Captain's desk, The Sparrow's back flat against the wooden surface as The Cormorant leaned over him. With an audible gasp I realized Wooyoung and Jongho were fucking strangling each other, both of their arms stretched out at full length, and both pairs of hands gripping the other's neck.