The town was under chaos and destruction. Screams, explosions, pirates running amok, and...the blacksmith fighting back? "Say goodbye!", the pirate he was fighting said. Quickly, and out in great speed, a projecting cannonball snapped a chain to a sign, making it fall upon the offender, making him fall through a window. 

The invaders went as far as to make it all the way to the Governor's mansion, where Swann sat at his desk, anxiously worrying about his niece, and silently praying for his daughter to depart Port Royale safely. The fort was caught unaware, but they quickly fought back, as several soldiers poured onto the streets, and cannon-fire was returned at the ship, where the lieutenant walked alongside the men, giving them orders, along with courage to fight back.

The prison was rather a strange place for a couple of pirates to wander into, but nonetheless, two of them did. They thought the prison to be the armory, but they instead found the place to be a brig. "'ey, Twig, look what we 'ave 'ere", one of them said, taking in the sight of the girl, who was slowly trying to regain consciousness. With not the best intent, they moved forward, and grabbed her by the arms, pulling her to her feet. One of them saw the thin band around the girl's neck, before freezing it place, as the moonlight reflected on the rare pirate coin, dangling there. 

Vivienne was already feeling a bit overwhelmed at the noises of blasts coming from outside the fort. She did, however, regret that she told her crew to keep the ship hidden. They could really use the aid right now. But an counterattack upon the fort would be a waste of their artillery. She didn't need another lecture coming from Silver. Or better yet, she didn't need to be told on what not to do.

From her cell, the woman had her attention on the two intruders, almost amused that they didn't seem to notice her yet. However, with them beginning to manhandle Abigail, it wasn't long until she got their attention. "Quite valuable, isn't it?", she spoke up, as she crossed over to the bars of her cell. "May I ask you to release the girl? Please?", she feigned politeness with that smirk of hers.