Gundam Wing Fan Fiction ❯ Scurvy, Jolly Rogers and a Whole Lotta Booty ❯ The Art of Swashbuckling ( Chapter 5 )

The Art of Swashbuckling

Pirates should never let their guard down, it's just not good business. But unfortunately this is what the pirate crew aboard The Zero Star had done. And while they were busy below deck being merry, a large ship had silently pulled up beside them. This ship was very unusual indeed. It was a bit bigger than The Zero Star, and green, or maybe the mist the emanated from it just made it appear so. It was also amazing that this glowing green ship could stay afloat considering it had a large hole in its port side, and was completely see through. But then, the boats of ghost pirates often defy logic.

When the crew finally emerged from below it was already too late for an escape attempt. There was nothing left to do but fight, and that is what pirates are best at, besides of course, looting, and drinking.

Captain Heero called everyone to there places, "Trowa, you and Quatre man the cannons. Duo, Wu Fei and I will fight hand to hand." Now, while this may seem like a good idea Captain Heero was forgetting one simple fact, they were fighting ghost pirates. And they are considerably different than normal living pirates, they are even more difficult to fight then zombie pirates.

The transparent figures of ghost pirates began floating aboard the ship, and the fight began. Trowa sat scrunched next to Quatre giving him the quickest how to load a cannon lesson ever administered. Luckily this is where Quatre's intelligence came into play and he caught on very quickly.

"I understand how this works, Trowa." He told the other pirate as he was preparing to fire, "but have you noticed the cannon balls just fall through the ship, and don't cause any damage?"

Trowa watched the next ball as it fell into the water right through the ship. He could feel his heart sinking, they had never actually had to face ghost pirates before, and he had no idea what to do. "Well, if the cannons don't work we may as well stay alive as long as we can." And with that he grabbed Quatre's hand and ran back below deck.

The Captain, Wu Fei, and Duo where in a similar pickle. Every time they drove a cutlass, or shot a bullet at one of the ghost pirates it went straight through them without the slightest effect. Wu Fei respected his Captain too much to mention this dilemma, Duo did not.

"Hey," Duo said, "do you notice that this is getting us absolutely no where, Heero?" Captain Heero glared at the other pirate, "no it hadn't occurred to me, Duo. Thanks for pointing it out."

Duo laughed as he continued to slash at an annoying women ghost pirate with long brown hair and a mean looking sword. "I'm glad to help," he said avoiding the advancing ghost piratess.

Wu Fei was busy trying his screaming, threatening, and Kung Fu style of fighting on them. It worked on the docks, he thought, and did a Waa Saa on a ghost pirate that got too close for his comfort. This was going nowhere, but he had to keep fighting. They didn't have a choice.

As the fighting drew to a close it was overly obvious who had the advantage. The ghost pirates had tied every crew member up, including Trowa and Quatre who they had found nestled snugly in a closet. Now there was no escape, and a large man boarded the ship. The bottom half of his body disappeared into a mist.

Captain Heero looked up at him. "The ghost pirate Treize," he said recognizing him as the only ghost pirate brave enough to attack The Zero Star. "What the hell do you want with us!" he shouted, but Treize only smiled and picked up a musket, he had a job to do.

First he took out the Captain, then one by one the other crew members. He knocked them over the head in order to render them unconscious. But Duo noticed something before the ghost pirate knocked him over the head. A necklace that hung from the ghost pirates neck. He'd seen it before.


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An extremely bright sun beat down on the white sand beach, and Duo had a major headache, and something grimy in his mouth. Sand, he thought, as he spit it out and sat up. He looked around him and saw every other member of The Zero Star lying unconscious on the beach as well. At least, he hoped they were unconscious because sand is not good for burials. He walked over to the nearest pirate, who happened to be Wu Fei, and kicked him square in the ribs. "Hey, Wu Wu. You alive?" The chinese pirate moved, which was good enough for Duo so he moved on to the Captain.

Captain Heero swore he would kill whoever was kicking him in the ribs when he built up enough strength. We've been marooned, he thought, and opened his eyes. His fear was confirmed, but to his delight at least he spotted trees behind Duo's braid which was dangling in his face. "You're awake," Duo said, "too bad. I really thought they'd kill you. Considering your the captain and all."

Captain Heero sat up trying not to let on how badly his head hurt. "So sorry to disappoint you."

Duo woke up Trowa in the same manner he had the previous two, but when he got to Quatre he just couldn't bring himself to kick him in the ribs. He had to admit, Quatre was one pretty man. So instead of a kick, he gave him a gentle nudge which did the trick.
Once everyone was awake and headache free they sat in the shade of the palms, and sucked on some coconut drinks that Duo had mixed up.

"This is great," complimented Quatre, although he was a bit annoyed he couldn't do it.

"Thanks," said Duo, "I guess getting stuck on Haiti was good for one thing." They all nodded in agreement.

"Captain," Trowa asked, "Where do you suppose we are?"

Captain Heero turned to their navigator who was licking out the last of his coconut drink.

"How am I supposed to know?" Wu Fei said once he noticed everyone staring at him.

"Well," the Captain began, "you are the navigator."

Wu Fei shrugged, "I don't have my maps. I was knocked out when we got thrown here, and this could be any island in the Caribbean."

They all looked around. No one said it, but for once Wu Fei was right. They had no idea where they were. Plus, they had no food or diet rum. To put it lightly, things looked grim.

Trowa stared off into the depths of the jungle whose edge kissed the sand. "I don't know," he said, "there is something familiar about this place." The other pirates followed Trowa's gaze, a gentle pounding was emanating from that direction. Like a drum.