Dart slowly opened his eyes. The room would have been completely dark, if it wasn’t for the tiny hole shining light into the room. He wasn’t in a normal room as he could feel himself swaying back and forth. The teenager turned over to his friends, only to realize they were still sleeping. With that, he glanced around for a way to escape, but there were metal bars around them. “Seems like we got caught.”, he thought to himself while slouching forward, sitting on the floor. “I don’t even remember getting caught…” After a few moments, a door cracked open slowly, and a pirate crept in. He worn a torn up blue shirt with blue sweatpants, which also didn’t look in great condition. As the pirate walked over to the cell, he took a few sips out of the mug in his right hand. His walk was sort of odd as he was swaying from side to side, most likely drunk. Being under the influence, the pirate dropped down and stared at the people in the cell. With a cocky tone he said, “Hahaha.. Caught you brats trying to sneak on to the Cap’s ship.” He paused for a moment, and took another sip. “Yer might as well sit there and cry. *Sip* Wonder if we should cut you up, or feed you to the fishes. Maybe both!” Dart shifted his face towards the floor. His sapphire colored eyes, tracing the cracks in the wood. He tried to not listen to the pirate, so he began to hum a song as the man continued to talk. As he hummed, he could feel that nothing was wrapped around him. Who ever captured them didn’t even tie them up. The drunk pirate continued to mumble on, “Yup. Can’t wait to stick my blade in you and squeeze your guts out….” With that said, he slowly rose back up and brought out a key to the cell. “Maybe I should rough you up a bit right here." With his blonde hair hanging down it was hard to notice a smirk that appeared on the face of the teenager. “This punk is probably nothing.. All the bar-fights I’ve been in.. I can probably take this dude out with ease.”, he thought as the key began to turn. There was a slight pause. All he wanted was to hear a clicking sound, letting him know that the cell was unlocked. Sure enough, *Clink*. The pirate swung opened the door, and attempted to smash the mug on top of Dart’s head. It may have been unsuspecting from most people, but the teenager sort of knew he might try something like that. The young brawler swiftly moved the side of his body for the mug to whisk by his face. With little effort, he dropped low to send a sweep kick to his opponent. He intended to trip him, and since he was already drunk, the pirate couldn’t do much but take the hit. He lost grip on both the keys and the mug as he was sent to the floor making a loud -thud-. The mug ended up crashing into the wooden floor, and the keys landed closely by. With a smile on his face, Dart jumped up, and walked over to his sleeping friends. “Wake up!”, he yelled as he kicked them repeatedly. “Come on…” It didn’t take that many kicks to wake them up. One of Dart’s friends glared at him. He had long white hair and green eyes that complimented his lanky body type. “You didn’t have to kick us.”, he mumbled. Dart didn’t pay much mind, instead he made his way over to the cell keys, and picked them up. “This could be useful.”, he said under his breath. After shoving the keys into his pocket, the group walked over to the exit. |