The Boondocks~ A Pirate Fanfic

1) Attacked & Taken

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Riley's lips turn up in a smirk when he spots the British warship. The crew awaits his commands. It had been weeks since they had any action, and now was their chance. Anything could be in there. Riley's goal was to get the gold and bounce. Sounds easy, yeah, but its the total opposite.

"Captain?" His first mate says. Riley lowers his spy glass and looks down at her. Cynthia was the only female in that crew. She was tough, beautiful, and kick ass. What more could Riley want in a girl. She feels his eyes travel up her thigh high boots, to her leggings and up corset. She crosses her arms and clears her throat loudly.
Riley sarcastically puts a hand to his chest. "I'm sorry, Cyn. I couldn't help--"

"Captain." She taps her foot against the wooden surface.

Riley clears his throat. "Right. Run all sails! Hands to battle stations!"

"Aye, Captain!" Cynthia spins on her heel and walks away, echoing his orders to the crew. She'll never let me have my way with her, Riley thinks and rolls his eyes.

He feels someone tap his shoulder and looks back. "Captain! Have you seen the guns on that warship?! They'll blow us out of the water before we even get the chance to run!"

"Now now, Caesar. Negativity is a bad omen, especially on Black Warfist." Black Warfist was the name he gave his beautiful ship with two decks, twenty two cannons and fast. "We can't run, they'll catch us for sure, and there's no point in surrendering. No doubt they'll hang us."

Caesar presses his lips together and nods, rushing back to his station. "On forth!"

The pilot spins the wheel and Riley feels the ship move in that furious turn beneath his feet. A strong current hits against the side and Riley grabs one gunwall to prevent falling into the water. The ship takes a while to correct himself, and when Riley thinks that its in the right position he yells, "Fire!"

Sounds of shooting canons nearly tear their eardrums as balls are shot at the opposing ship. Unfortunately, but predictably, the British warship responds. A canon ball shoots in the hair, inches from Riley's head. He let's out a low whistle. If he were still a boy he'd probably be screaming. "That was close."

Caesar points. "Its about to get closer."

"Damn it, Caesar! Don't you ever have anything positive to say?!"

Caesar shrugs.

Riley shakes his head and his eyes lock on the ship edging closer. A few shots is going to kill them both, no doubt. Riley considers going in closer, Black Warfist was damaged, but could still manage to maneuver itself.

Cynthia shouts from the lower deck. "Captain!" Riley looks down. She points her finger at the warship, indicating that its edging closer.

Hm. Apparently that captain and I shared the same thoughts, he thinks. He shouts. "Two can play! Dust of your sabers and prepare for a bloodbath!"

The crew let's out cheery shouts and Cynthia smirks.

This is a suicide mission, but the warship was going to tear them apart, no way could they win in a canon-to-canon fight.

The distance between the ships closes fast.

Riley sees a line of redcoats at the ready and snarls. Red coats, he thinks, I hate redcoats. Riley pulls out both his gun and saber. He makes the first shot and everyone is immediate to attack afterwards. They shoot. Riley stands in the middle of the caous. Sabers are clashed, guns are shot and screams are heard. Riley notices Cynthia fighting with one redcoat under the long wooden beam that seems to be falling under pressure, guns were shot into it after all. He wonders whether or not to act. She is a valued crew member and friend...well, from my perspective. I can't risk my reputation either...

Riley sprints across the deck in the caous and grabs Cynthia around her narrow waist, pushing her out of arms way. Cynthia let's out a yelp as they both hit the deck on top of each other with thuds. The wooden beam falls on the red coat she tangled with. Boom! Cynthia looks up from his chest and sputters thanks, Riley doesn't pay attention because he notices another red coat rushing with his saber in hand and ready. He rolls over and moves Cynthia under him before he feels a sharp pain in his lower abdomen and gasps. "Captain! No!"

Cynthia's wide blue eyes is the last thing he sees before all goes black.

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Riley peels his eyes open.

He realises that he's lying on his back. He hears the muttering of his crew mates and tries to sit up, when he does, there's an intense stinging around his side where he predicts his was stabbed. Metal bracelets bind his wrists together. Escaping just got a pot harder. He groans and lies back down, rolling on his good side and facing the opposite pirate cage. They put me in my own cell.

His crew, what's left of them, sits in the opposite, wounded and bleeding. Riley wrinkles his nose at the smell of sweat and blood. Riley groans as he makes a second attempt to sit up, making one of the crew mates, Danny Dick look up. "He's alive!" Everyone who can, crowds at the bars to get a good look of him. Riley leans on the wall. His wound is pounding and he feels his vision blurring again. He sees Cynthia among the others with concern in her sad, sea blue eyes.

"Captain." Caesar tries too look above the sea of heads. "What're we going to do?"

Riley tries to chuckle, but it hurts to try. Battered, beaten, trapped, and they still seek orders from me?

Sidney Stutter's bottom lips tremble. He got that nickname from muttering a lot. He's the youngest in the crew, and half of Riley is actually surprised that he's alive. "I-I don't want to die."

Someone else chuckles dryly and crosses his arms. "Who does."

"We're pirates," Caesar says, shrugging, "If were dying? Then were dying with dignity."

This just makes Sidney whimper.

Riley raises a hand and pats the air. "I'm Black Captain Riley Freeman. I'll think of something."

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