"Aye capt'n." Wakefield drew her cutlass, prepared to fight. Back to her captain Wakefield fought well, picking up a pistol off of a fallen pirate and shooting one of his comrades as he jumped over to the [i]El Marees[/i]. 

It didn't matter though there was more than twice as many pirates as there were men on the [i]El Marees[/i]. They were soon overtaken, swarmed. Wakefield had a pistol being held pointing at her heart. 

"All right gents I've got two choices for ya. Join my crew or go overboard." A pair of heavy boots hit the deck followed by the booming voice. One voice that to Wakefield sounded just a little bit familiar. She edged around trying to get a good look at the man behind the voice.