Sonic Series Fan Fiction ❯ It's Only Me ❯ Serendipity ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

"MOVE you yellow-bellied sea slugs, MOVE!!!!!" Snarled a ravaging figure hidden by a dark shadow cast over by the massive black sail filled to full extent by the raging winds, the bulk of the ship tossing, rolling in a counter-clockwise fashion from the waves that bludgeoned the hull with hollow crashes.

The figure's intimidating chartreuse eyes pierced through the shadows, glowing eerily. They were filled with supressed rage, though his voice was a different story.

"MOVE YOUR ASSES!!!" He snapped as a few bumbling crew members gripped and yanked ceaselessly upon the steering column, it was jammed tightly. An oncoming ship was the source of the captain's worries, it's massive violet sails emblazoned with a mighty falcon swooping upon it's prey, just as the enemy ship was headed at light speed towards the 'Serendipity'

It was lateafternoon, the sky was painted with gold and auburn, clouds of rose contrasted the teal shimmer of the raging ocean waves, violet crests slammed against the hull of both ships, causing them to rock slightly in the wake.

"NOW!!!! GO!!!!" He screamed, the bow turning to starboard, shifting the shadow off of the captain. It was obvious why he stayed in the shadows, for even his very crew shuddered at his commanding form.

He was a very tall, muscular wolf, charteuse eyes were cunning, filled with many stories and secrets, a jagged scar rode over his left eye, the cornea slit in half, the jello-like substance grooved and decaying, blinded. His tattered ears were peierced thrice and always held alert, three-point pirates hate was black with a silver eye on the brim with a slash through the center. His claws were always extended, a lethal mangeled ivory weapon at his very disposal. His entire upper torso and neck were completely covered in tattoos, pirate markings and old brandings of former rebel gangs, skulls and crossbones dominated his flesh. He wore baggy violet velvet oants with a red sash around the waist, hidden within it was a thick leather sheath with about twelve different daggers, all different sizes, thicknesses and shapes.

And what was most unpleasing was his leg, his right leg was replaced by a massive spike, which was stained with many years of innaproproate usage upon both enemies and unsuspecting crew. He snarled

Captain Dagerius waved one of his two curved swords threateningly at his crew

"Get your slimey asses moving at once! Do not make me have to kill someone needlessly!!!!" He roared. His crew knew very well he would, and that sparked every nerve they had in their bodies.

A massive boom sounded from the enemy ship 'Depredation' and it splashed harmlessly into the water, but it was too close for Dagerius' comfort

"DAMN IT, GET YOUR BITCH ASS FEET HAULIN, NOWRRRRRR!!!!" Captain Dagerius' screamed, "MAN THE CANNONS ON STARBOARD!!!"

A handful of men ran to starboard, gripping the massive cannons and aiming them

"Steady you lot, STEADY!" Dagerius yelled, watching as the rest of the crew either hoisted the massive black sails or tried to un-stick the captain's wheel.
"Easy... Aim, FIRE!!!" He snarled, and a volley of cannon shots blasted their projectiles in an arced path through the air, two landed in the water and one blasted deep into the hull of the ship. Dagerius smiled triumphantly, ruggedly handsom looks finally softening, a rare experience, and those who would comment were met with certain death, he did not like people to know him as 'soft'

BARSCHK!!!!!!!! The ship hurled sharply towards starboard, causing Captain Dagerius to merely stumble, but some of his crew weren't so fortunate, one of the coyotes manning the ship whirrled around, gripping the handles of the cannong for his life. He howled in despair, cannon facing port, it's amber eyes grew open with disbeleif.

Dagerius roared and looked towards port, and for the first time in his life, fear struck his heart and it showed in his eyes.


They were trapped between two enemy ships, both at an equally dangerous distance from the 'Serendipity'

"FUCK!!!!" Roared Dagerius as he smashed his spiked foot through the floor, the wood splintering beneath his weight.