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Chapter 1 "Fire the cannons! Make sure those sails are ready to go!" Captain Rook bellowed to his crew. He grabbed a rope off of the main mast and began to loosen it while his crew ran around with cannon balls being fired towards the ship. "Father!" Shaw yelled as she ran across the deck towards our father. "The Man O' war is getting ready to fire again, we have to use this chance to escape! If we drop the sails now we can make it out of range of their cannons." Father nodded in agreement. "Aye, you're in charge of your siblings, find them and get them to my quarters, lock the door and do not open it for anyone except me, barricade it with anything you can find and arm yourselves. I'll meet back up with the lot of ya as soon as i can." He kissed the top of Shaw's forehead and sent her on her way. He watched as his oldest daughter ran across the deck to find her siblings. "Captain! They're getting ready for one more barrage and then they'll most likely try and board us!" Rook nodded, "Aye, let's make sure we give them hell if they do, Get those sails down, NOW!" Rook grabbed a sailor by the arm, "Make sure Shaw and the others are in my quarters and you make sure no one goes near them got it?" The sailor nodded, "Then go!" he shoved the poor soul off and turned back to readying the ship for escape. Right as he grabbed another rope to drop the main sail, a cannon ball crashed into the deck with a full force behind it. Wood planks shattered and splintered while a few crew members were thrown backwards by the blast. Rook whipped around to face the attacking ship only to find it nearly upon them and the crew looking eager to come aboard. He gritted his teeth and reached for his cutlass. He raised it and yelled for his men to get ready for the fight of their lives. The men roared with delight and terror fueled with adrenaline and fear ready to face this promise of glory. As men started to swarm aboard the Screeching Banshee from the port side, Captain Rook's children were barricading themselves in his rooms. Shaw was giving out orders to our siblings and I while she was shoving the desk in front of the door. I grabbed a chest and started to heave trowards the door but it was heavy, my brother Mako grabbed it from me and hoisted it onto the desk in front of the door. I ran to grab our father's extra cutlasses and pistols and handed one to each of my five siblings. My oldest brother Soren ushered me to hide in the closet and pushed our other sister Isyla under the bed. Mako was rushing to add one more thing to the blockade with Shaw and Roger, when a large crash sent wood flying and splintered a hole in the side of our father's quarters. We all froze, stunned as multiple men came crashing into the room from the side. They grinned and started to fight my brothers cutlass by cutlass, Shaw got two shots off before one of them grabbed her wrist, Mako tried to get his attention, but he was too preoccupied with his own battle. Roger and Soren killed one man but another came after. Soren got slashed in the shoulder and dropped his weapon, Roger was knocked unconscious with the blunt sword hilt, Mako was swarmed by three men and Shaw had been forced to the ground where her arms were restrained and her captor had her face shoved against the wooden floorboards. Isyla and I were still hiding. One man told them to keep the children alive and that there were two more girls and we needed to be taken alive. "Find them now." A gravely voice said. I watched through coats and wooden planks as a tall man who couldn't be older then 17, walked towards my siblings. "Where are they? You help and we go easy on you all with minimal pain. Don't help us, and we make your lives a living nightmare." He looked into Mako's face, and saw his eyes flick towards the closet out of worry. I panicked. The man grinned and tilted his head towards my hiding place. I tried to make myself as small as possible. I heard his boots thud across the floor as he neared my hiding spot. The closet doors flew open and I winced as light hit my face and the earthy tones of this man stared me down. He grabbed my arm and threw me out onto the floor in front of my other siblings. I pushed myself up slightly and made eye contact with Isyla. I shook my head slightly and she nodded. I got up into a sitting position and glared at this man. "What do you want?" I asked. He smirked. "My father wants to make an impression on your father. By kidnapping some of you, he'll leave a very good impression on Captain Rook I imagine." Shaw was pulled to her feet and she spit at him. He backhanded her across the face. She turned her face back with a cut above her brow and fresh blood starting to seep out. The malice in her gaze was enough to make a grown man cry. "I know there's one more of you. Where is she? My brothers and I are quite bored with this little pirate hunt." Isyla came crawling out from underneath. "Isyla no!" My siblings and I yelled. The man grinned with delight and said "that wasn't so hard now was it" He walked over to her and grabbed her by the hair. "Let's go, if any of you make a move, I'll run her through with my cutlass." We all got up with panic in our eyes and defeat in our hearts. As we followed the man onto his ship across the planks, Shaw and my brothers were ripped out the men's grips. Isyla and I looked back when we heard a shriek, to see father and some of our men grabbing our siblings. Father looked for us but the man shoved us onto the ship and shoved the plank off. He waved at Father as the ship started to move, with Isyla and I on it. Father and our siblings screamed that they'd find us and save us, but the waves and the men on this ship started to drown them out as their faces started to get smaller. The Screeching Banshee had smoke rising in multiple areas, holes in the ship, and dead men aboard. It was the last we saw of our family for five years. This is where my legend picks up. Isyla and I 22 and 23 years of age, stuck on an enemy ship, where we were forced to act like sisters of the sons that captured us.