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Pirate X-Over: The Mysteries Of 'Black' { Ninja & Angel }

Meanwhile, the mystery woman was making her way down the dock, attempting to cooly pass two redcoats that were on sentry duty. Before she could saunter passed them, they were immediately alert, running up to block her path. "This dock is off-limits to civilians", one of them told her. "I’m sorry, sir, I didn’t know. If I happen to see one, I'll let you know", she kept it cool with a hint of innocence as she, once again, attempted to move around them, only to find herself blocked again. How was she going to do this? Now, she knew.

"I heard there’s an event going on up at the fort. Tell me, how can two upstanding gentlemen like yourselves, not merit an invitation?", she half-curiously asked them. "Someone has to make sure this dock stays off limits to civilians, miss", the other marine responded. "That's very true, but there's one thing that's nagging the back of my mind. A ship like that", she gestured to the Dauntless in the distance. "...does, unfortunately, make this one a bit downgraded, really", she commented while gesturing to the Interceptor, perched at the dock.

"The Dauntless is the power in these waters. But there’s no ship that can match the Interceptor for speed", one of them said to her as he talked about the ship. "I’ve heard of one, supposed to be very fast, nigh uncatchable. Ever heard of the Fancy", she gave a breathed out the name. Clearly, they were confused. Not ringing a bell. "A ship, captained by a man; so evil, that hell itself spat him back out", she told them with grim in her eyes.

One of them scoffed. "No", he chuckled with amusement. "It's a real ship, you know. I've seen it", the other told him, only for his comrade to turn to him. "So you're telling me, that no ship that's captained by a man so evil that hell itself spat him back out couldn't possibly be any other ship than the Fancy? Is that what you're saying?", he patronized him. None of them noticed the woman slipping past them unnoticed as they continued to argue. "No", he answered, shaking his head.

"Like I said, there’s no ship that can match the Intercept..", he trailed off when he noticed that she wasn't there. Looking around, they spotted her standing at the wheel of the Interceptor, casually examining the mechanism. "Hey! You!", she looked at them with exaggerated, innocent surprise. They hurried towards her and raised their muskets. "Get away from there! You don't have permission to be aboard!", they told her. "I’m sorry, it’s just...it’s such a pretty boat. I mean, ship", she innocently corrected.

"What's your name?", one of them asked. "Smith", she responded casually, almost too casually. "What's your purpose in Port Royal? No lies", they demanded. She just smiled coyly with charm. "Okay, okay", she smoothly feigned defeat. "It is my intention to commandeer one of these ships, pick up a crew in Tortuga, raid, pillage, plunder, and otherwise, pilfer my weaselly black guts out", she answered with a bit of a ramble. "We said, no lies!", one of them told her. "Think she's telling the truth", the other said. "If she were telling the truth, she wouldn't have told us", the other argued. "Unless, you wouldn't believe the truth even if I told it to you?", the mystery woman cut in as they seem to consider it. It wasn't exactly the truth...

That was when they heard the sound of something hitting the water nearby, narrowly missing the jagged rocks, and causing them to turn their attention to the source. The brunette-haired woman and the sentries looked over the side of the ship and noticed a ripple. "Aren't you gonna go see what that was?", she asked them in curiosity. "I can't swim", he simply answered as his comrade shakes his head. Neither does he? So be it. Not surprised, the female gave a groan of frustration. "Prides of the King's Navy, you are. Do not lose these", she first scoffed before handing them her pistol, and her sword belt. Climbing onto the railing, she dove into the water, making her hooded headpiece come off.

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Yu-Gi-Oh! 5DX: Wishmaster Part 2 { Jazz & Angel }

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Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Saeril had the feeling of disbelief at his response. How could he have not known? He left them in Lakedown...in fear of his youngest nephew slowing them down!? If there was anything he could have done, Thorin should have listened to Bard, to begin with. The bargeman knew of the town's upcoming fate, and Thorin insisted to continue and wake the dragon.

The defense coming from the king made the she-elf stiffen. Lies. Lies!, she's thinking to herself. Exhaling with her eyes closed, Saeril kept these thoughts locked. "My king, if I were to speak my mind, yes", she had to say it. "Warnings were made, Oakenshield. Did you not hear them?", she needed to ask.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Saeril listened to Thorin's observation of his kin; it sounded...doubtful. As far as she knew, the dwarven King would not do such a thing. Not to mention that he sounded cold in his voice tone; no hint of warmth there at all. "That's because they're happy to be safe...my king", she quickly added, promptly trying to be respectful in their home. She's not backing down yet, however. "Of course, the stone. The king's jewel", she looked to Kili, keeping an eye on him.

"But, Thorin, you almost lost your only heirs out there. In Dragonfire", she began to remind him. "Lives were lost; homes were destroyed. Land desolated", it was almost a plead for him to realize his actions, but she kept it soft.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Fili indeed caught the jewel that was thrown to him; but Saeril, on the other hand, felt a little uneasy about Thorin's new appearance. It was unlike him to dress in such garb, and worse yet, speak of gold, as if it was a lifeline. The eldest brother looked to Kili, already feeling worried about this, before looking to their godmother. Something was terribly wrong...

The she-elf heard Cenrid's warning, and she looked at Kili, who was already happy to see the rest of his kin alive and well. But her happiness for her godson wasn't to last when she saw Thorin nearby in the distance. Concern among her beautiful features, she approached the nonchalant King. "Thorin..?", she softly called to him to get his attention. Saeril remembered her promise to Kili, and this time, she will make it happen.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Sickness?, this was the only word that made Saeril think of one thing: dragon sickness; gold lust. This was bad, and she only hoped that this wasn't what Bilbo was referring to. As the Hobbit went on, nobody noticed Fili looking over his shoulder, but the she-elf was quick to notice him running away, down the stairs. "Fili, wait!", she called to him, already dreading what he will be witnessing from their king, and her friend.

Going down the stone, spiral staircase, Fili gazed in astonishment at what was before him: mountains and mountains of golden treasure all over the room, covering the floor, and up to the stairs. Gaping at the great load, Fili did not move from his spot when he got there. The tales were true...

Following Fili to the treasure hoard at the top of the stairwell, all the she-elf could do was gaze in shock at the mountain's enormous wealth. "The great treasure of Durin", she breathed out.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

Saeril looked around the now desolated mountain as soon as they entered the almost-destroyed front gate. Like everyone, she wondered, and became worried about the aftermath to wake up such a beast. It was quiet here, a little too quiet; only tiny pebbles rolling at their feet. Silent stepping came from the she-elf, one wouldn't even know she was there.

However, the only thing she heard was the interaction between Cenrid and her godson; not to mention that Fili was watching and listening. There was a non-trusting aura between Man and Dwarf, and it made him and his godmother a little cautious about his intentions. For him to even glance at Saeril, she was already being induced with hostility towards their guide, having no trust in Cenrid, whatsoever. For him to even treat Kili with such disrespect, they had the right to not like him. To see the youngest dash by them, all of them were quick to follow. "Kili!", his brother called as he ran after him, along with Cenrid, Saeril, Bofur, and Oin.

Hearing his companions enter the mountain, Bilbo had to stop and warn them. Ever since they entered, Thorin has been acting strange lately: avoiding his kin, spending his time in the treasure room, even avoid sleeping and eating.
"Wait! Wait!", the Hobbit's voice echoed through the mountain. He was coming towards them, almost out of breath. "Stop! Stop! Stop!", his fading breathing level made his voice come into a harsh whisper. "We need to leave. We all need to leave", he simply told them, almost as if in a panic.

Pirate X-Over: The Mysteries Of 'Black' { Ninja & Angel }

Both the harbor and the town were bustling with activity; markets selling and buying, and animals communicating with each other, either on the streets or their stables/pens. Leaning in the shade, against one of the barns sat a womanly figure, who appears to be wearing suggestive clothing that seems to resemble a Western saloon girl; a lace-trimmed, ivory-colored tank-corset with an addition of tight, long-sleeves, and a matching short mini-skirt stopping at her upper thighs. Attached to her back-waist, was a matching ivory organza bustle pooling down to her feet, and revealing her front bare legs. She also appears to be wearing black, lace-trimmed, thigh-high stockings, a black choker, and black calf-high heeled boots. Her chest-lengthed, wavy-curled dark brown hair was covered by a hood-like piece, that also seems to cover some places of her youthful face. However, despite the coverage of some parts of her face, she seems to be able to gaze out into the market with keen, blue eyes.

Stepping out of the shadows, and revealing more color, the mystery woman strolled casually right past a fruit stand, and snuck an apple from the cart. However, this didn't go unnoticeable. "What-? Hold up there, you", the seller called to her in a patronizing manner, making the young woman halt in her steps and turn back around to walk back towards him. "It’s a shilling for one piece of me fruit", he told her, before she casted a dubious glance back towards the cart. Sighing before smiling coyly, she took three shillings from her pouch, and placed them on the cart. "What do you say to three shillings, and we forget this even happened?", she spoke to him in a cool, innocent-like tone in her English-accented voice.

The seller seems to consider this as he stepped away. "Welcome to Port Royal, miss", he welcomed her before moving off. She acknowledged the welcome with a nod and a cool smile, before moving past another cart, spotting a small money bag sitting on top of it. She picked up the bag to shake it. Pleased to hear the rattle of coins, she pocketed it and moved on. Thank god, she told Mr. Silver to keep the ship in one of the hidden arches, a few yards away from the dock. 'Do not, under any circumstances, engage', she remembered telling him. With the vessel hidden between too rock formations, it would be increasingly difficult to spot, even to the eyes of the patrolling British. However, she knows that the ship cam't stay camouflaged forever.

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At the event within the Fort,

British soldiers marched into the courtyard, with steel drums sounding with the trumpets.

Taking their places, Elizabeth, in the crowd, was cooling herself off with her paper fan, subtly looking around. Something was missing, and it wasn't present: her eighteen-year old cousin, Abigail. Since this ceremony was only for higher class, there was no doubt in anyone's mind that Abigail wasn't wealthy, since she was the daughter of a Lord, who laid down the pirate law. Younger, and a bit smaller than Elizabeth, she was just a beautiful, young woman.

Hobbit-LOTR: Quests, Curses, And Guardians { Angel & Polarize }

The she-elf held the runestone in her hand the whole time she embraced him. Elves were not known to cry, but Saeril did feel her eyes water in joy. Maybe he broke a barrier within her heart that held the strongest of emotions that her kind were not prone to express. This made Kili the first to even do so. Stroking the back of his head, she felt her earlier anger die down, but not completely. Thorin was to blame for putting his heirs' lives at risk. She will hold onto her promise to talk to him; for Kili and for Fili.

On the bright side, they were almost in Erebor, the strong household of Durin's folk, and the group walked the desolated plains to the Lonely Moutain. It was much larger up close than it was far away, and the ashy ruins left by the dragon were the first to spot: golden walls turned to ash.