Pirates (A Crossmare Fanficton)

Storm

---Nightmare's POV----

I hissed in pain as I was thrown against the wall by the force, my back slamming into the hard wood rather awkwardly, making my back click in a nasty way.

I saw the medic go flying into a wardrobe before collapsing to the floor, limp.

Cross nearly flew into me, but ended up slamming his leg on the bed and being shoved to the floor roughly by the force of the impact of whatever had hit us.

We all collapsed, groaning before I painfully rolled to my feet, hissing softly.

First thing I did was stumble over to the medic, crouching down next to him and shaking him softly. He didn't stir. He was unconscious.

"Shit..." I muttered, looking about the rest of the room.

Not seeing anything that could help, I rushed over to Cross, grabbing his top and pulling it over his head and through his arms so that his top half wasn't exposed anymore before I picked him up. Just like I had done before.

He clung to me, seeing disorientated and confused as he looked around, his eyes wide with panic.

I kicked the door open, running out onto the bottom deck, nearly slamming into Error, who was clinging to a cannon that he'd tied down.

If cannons stay loose in a storm, they have the potential to go flying across to the other side of the ship, breaking a hole into the side of the ship from the speed and how heavy they are.

If we get one single cannon breaking a hole in the wall, then the water will come pouring in, filling the ship up and sinking us. It would only take an hour maximum.

Error looked at me, wide and alert. "What so we do?!"

I braced myself as the ship tilted again, making both of us stumble, Error nearly falling off the cannon.

"Go get your healer! He's unconscious back in his room!"

Error's reaction was immediate. "HE'S WHAT?!"

"No time to explain just get him!" I yelled, stepping around him and running over to the steps, that after only two big hits from giant waves, already had water running down them.

I hissed upon seeing it, my tentacles twitching.

Call it odd, strange or just plain bullshit, but water is my biggest fear and weakness.

Sounds retarded I know. A Pirate Captain afraid of water? You can't get more stupid and ironic than that.

But long story short, water burns me. Get enough of it on me I'll probably collapse screaming in pain. That or...

I shook my head, taking a step back as Killer came into view above me, stumbling before he let out a cry and fell down the stairs, landing at my feet with a thump, his eyes squinting as he hissed in pain.

"Get up!" I ordered. "We need to secure the cargo and cannons!"

Killer winced, reaching a hand up.

Seeing as my hands were preoccupied carrying Cross' I wrapped a tentacle round his wrist before pulling him to his feet, giving him a second to steady himself before pushing him down the ship, towards a loose cannon.

"Tie it down!"

Killer nodded, skidding over to some rope and grabbing it before tying it to the wall of the ship, wrapping it tightly round the cannon after.

I looked away from Killer and up to the top deck, hissing as I realised something. The anchor would still be up...

If there's a storm, the first thing you'll want to do is drop anchor to ensure you don't go drifting off somewhere. It should also help with the rocking and jolts. Should... (if this is wrong then ric me)