A Pirate's Vow

Not Exactly As Planned

Summer knew something was...different about that day, before it had even begun. She woke up to the sub resurfaced at the dock of some unknown island, and for whatever reason, her alarm went off at 5:00 in the morning instead of 6:00. Had she forgotten to change it back? No, she hadn't ever switched it to begin with. And then she heard lots of thumps in the hallway, and some fevered whispering. Sleepy and slightly confused, she rolled out of bed and opened her bedroom door.

The crew was in a bustle, carrying weapons and trying to remain as quiet as possible. When she opened the door, they froze, staring at Summer in somewhat of a state of terror. Frowning, she yawned.

"What's going on guys?" She grumbled, leaning against her door frame. Blake, who stood nearby hauling around some hanging christmas lights, scratched the back of his head.

"Uhh...well, you see. There's these...enemies."

Summer raised a brow, crossing her arms. "Enemies?"

"Yeah, that's right!" Shachi jumped in, all the while carrying a bunch of linen or blankets. "We're on out way to fight them!"

"With lights and blankets?" She asked, sure at this point that they were all hiding something. "Where's Captain?"

Suddenly, they all widened their eyes and looked between each other. Ok, they were definitely hiding something. "We can't let you see him." Penguin muttered.

"Why?'"

"Umm...he's uh...working. Yeah, on a patient."

"Which patient?" She asked, leaning forward intentionally. She knew they were lying at this point, she just wanted to find out why.

Shachi glanced around at his friends for help, and Blake stepped forward, gesturing her back into the bedroom. "They're pretty weak enemies, so we can take care of it today. Why don't you go and get some more rest? I mean, when's the last time you got a chance to sleep in, Summer?"

He was right. She hadn't gotten a chance to sleep in in a pretty long time. Going back to sleep would be nice. Her bed was rather comfy. She supposed the suggestion wouldn't hurt anything.

"But what about breakfast?"

"Casper offered to give you a morning off today. He didn't want to wake you up to tell you though." Penguin replied with a big smile. Almost too big.

"Hmm...I see." She said vaguely. She let out a long sigh, turning back towards her room. "Alright. But keep it down out there. If you wake me up I'll kill you." She threatened without hesitation. Shutting the door behind her, she wandered back over to her bed and fell into the warm comforter.

All the crewmen let out a collective pent-up breath.

"That was too close." Shachi muttered, gaining a better hold on the tablecloths in his hands. "Where did Captain say he wanted these?"

"Everything has to go to the top of that cliff. Remember? Baka. You forget everything." Blake smacked the top of his head, moving off towards the front hatch, the rest of the men following behind him.

It was still dark outside. The perfect cover for the Dark Doctor as he slipped through the alleys of the small city. Only a few guards and early-risers were out and about, which bode well for him, since they looked exhausted and not in any state to pursue any thieves that may happen to present themselves.

He smirked. He hadn't stolen something from a store outright before. It was always some rich family or mob treasure stash. This, it almost seemed too easy. Once he'd approached the store of his choice, he raised his hand by his side.