Aria takes the shot

Before Sebas could finish his words, Aria fired!

The zing of the bullet buzzed by the pirate boss’ cheek as he managed to duck back just in time to avoid a fatal blow. As soon as the shot was let loose, a commotion could be heard on the upper deck. There, Tiffany was struggling to wrestle the gun out of the pirate’s hands. Several shots were fired from the gun during their tussle. Aria took this distraction to rush the leader and tackle him as she did the goateed man.

This time, however, the pirate rolled through and landed on top of Aria, pinning her shoulders down under his knees.

“Nice try,” he smirked.

Soon, Tiffany’s drunken insurrection was suppressed as well. Leaving her a mess of flailing arms and **** profanity. She was promptly put down with a knock to the back of the head.

Sebas stood up to stand over Aria. “Now,” he said in her direction, “What to do with you…”

Aria felt a cold shiver move up her spine.

Sebas’ men finished collecting the ship’s valuables and were loaded up on their pontoon. Sebas took Aria by the wrist and brought her along. They bound her wrists and feet before they boated away from the Orient Eclipse.

Their trip lasted at least an hour of skimming through the open ocean before Aria could spot land over the horizon. It was a small, mountainous island. The cliffs went straight up, nothing that looked like it could be easily scaled. They rounded the island to a small crevice which was just large enough for the boat to fit into. After passing through the small opening, the water opened up into an isolated bay. There were wooden structures that made up a dock and base of operations. The men were cheerful, seeing as they had arrived home.

The goods were unloaded and Sebas ordered for Aria to be taken to his chamber. She was thrown in with the door locked behind her. This gave her time to assess her situation. She was being held prisoner by a pirate in a hidden lair with nothing but bikini bottoms on. The situation felt dire indeed.

Aria inspected her prison. The room was decorated in intricate wood carved frames and bases. The furniture was equally detailed with woven silken sheets and pillows on the bed. It was surprisingly pretty for a cell. Still, Aria snooped around for ways to get out. The window was wide enough to slip through, but the drop to the ocean did not look safe.

“I would advise against that,” Sebas said.

Aria turned around to see the pirate captain standing at the door.

“What are you going to do with me?” Aria asked.

“Well, that would depend on you,” Sebas replied.

“What do you mean?”

Sebas grinned, “I was impressed by your actions, Lady Aria,” he said. “Out of all the people on that boat, you were the only one to put up a fight.”

“Well, Tiffany tried…”

“Put up a decent fight…” Sebas amended. “Anyways, you show a lot of potential. How would you like to join us?”

“Be a pirate?!” Aria said, aghast. “I could never do that! What about my husband?”

Sebas held up his hand to stop Aria’s excuses. “I have put a great deal of investment in you already, Lady Aria. I look to get some positive returns on that investment one way or another.”

“How much?” Aria asked warily.

“One million American dollars,” Sebas stated.

Aria’s stomach dropped. There was no way Richard could round up that much ransom money for her. “What happens if I refuse?”

“Then I’ll simply have to sell you off to recoup your costs,” Sebas shrugged.