Unspeakable Crew Oneshots

Pirate Captive (Nathan x reader)

I stood behind the wheel of my mighty pirate ship, the Fire Truth. I was one of the most feared pirates on the seven seas. Arguably Captain Nathan of the ship Unspeakable was more feared than me. We were bitter enemies, always trying to out-do each other.

It was a pretty normal day for me. Well, it was until my first mate Preston came up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder.

"What's the problem, Pres?

"Captain, there's an unruly crew mate in the galley."

"Why don't you take care of it?"

"No one can even get close. They'll just get a plate smashed over their head. Two people are knocked out already."

"I'll take a look into it."

I walked down from the wheel in the direction of the galley. I heard the sounds of plates smashing and loud yelling coming from the direction I was walking. The hallway got darker the further we walked, which set me on edge. It's never this dark down here.

"Preston, what's going on?"

"Sorry about this (Y/n). But this ship is mine now."

Just as Preston finished his statement, someone slammed a hard object into the back of my head. I crumpled to the floor, blackness swallowing me before I hit the ground.

I woke up chained to a wall. My first mate committed mutiny against me, taking the crew with him. I sat on the hard wooden floors, my back pressed against a wall and a small square of light creating a square on the floor.

I stayed in the cell for maybe two days before Preston came back for me. No one gave me any food or water. No one came near me. For two days I stayed by myself in the cell. Then Preston came.

"Well (Y/n), have you been enjoying your stay?"

"Let me see. My first mate betrayed me, I'm chained up in my own brig, and I haven't had anything to eat or drink in the past 48 hours." Sarcasm easily dripped from my words. "I'm feeling great."

"That's captain to you now."

"What did you do?"

"I stole your title."

"The crew won't stand for this."

"(Y/n), they helped plan this."

My eyes widened in shock. I mean, I knew it was coming, but it still hurt.

"Yeah (Y/n). How does it feel? Knowing that everyone doesn't love you. While you were busy neglecting your crew for securing trading routes and other "goods", I was getting closer with the crew, building their trust in me. Though, those trade routes were well planned out by you. I'll be sure to keep those open."

"They'll never trust a usurper like you."

"Oh, they will when I tell them about the tragic story of how you drowned in the middle of a terrible storm, leaving me in charge."

Horror slowly crept over me. He was planning on drowning me.

"The look on your face speaks volumes, Captain. You know what's going to happen tomorrow. You're going to walk the plank."

After Preston's startling revelation, he walked out of the brig, leaving me to contemplate my death. And contemplate I did. My mind ran wild, dreaming up ways water would fill my lungs, a shark tearing me to shreds, my body sinking to the depths of the ocean, never to be seen again. All night long horrific thoughts of what could happen to me tomorrow plagued me.

The sun rose in the sky, immediately putting an end to my thoughts. Today was the day I die.

Preston walked into the cell, two men following him.