Final Assault
Jason and the ESLA assault the pirate ship
All characters copywrite to me, Janus Wolff
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The Sting Rays brought Jason and the other ESLA Phin troopers swiftly to the outskirts of the Phindom. Along the was, scouts riding massive sharks fitted with enormous, sweeping coral and steel helms brought news of the pirate ship to sergeant Streak and Jason, informing them of its whereabouts and actions. So far it hadn't seemed to move. Most likely Captain Cubs had gotten word of some merchant vessel that was to pass through the area and was biding his time, waiting for it to arrive so he could attack and raid it.
The panther clutched his coral tipped spear tightly, his hands wringing around the shaft of it in an attempt to calm himself. He was nervous, yes, but angry too. He couldn't wait to board that accursed ship, storm the deck's with his Phin warriors, slay the foul pirates, free his imprisoned friends, and tear that blasted Doberman, Dominic, limb from limb.
"Milord," came the muffled, slightly metallic voice of sergeant Streak from the other end of the Sting Ray. Jason looked up at the phin warrior.
"We are nearing the Assault Zone, Milord. Under direct request from her Majesty, Princess Alyria herself, we are to assault the ship before you, and secure the area before you board to join the attack." Jason chuckled through the Gill strapped over his muzzle. Just like Alyria.
"In addition, you will be accompanied at all times by Apphiris and Styphis, our two most able ESLA warriors, as bodyguards." the panther glanced at the two phins that Streak indicated. They were massive, with huge custom suits of armor and deadly looking coral spears. Again, just like Alyria.
"My wife doesn't seem to be taking many chances with my life, does she?" Jason asked. Streak chuckled through his mask.
"Indeed not. Prepare yourself. We are coming within range of the ship." the Sergeant pointed to a massive shadow seeming to hover above them. Jason recognized it instantly as the under hull of the pirate ship. His stomach tightened and he gripped his spear shaft tighter. This was it.
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Captain Cubs sat at the large wooden desk in his cabin, pouring over sea charts and ship logs. The pirate ship had yet to catch sight of their mark, a large cargo freighter that they had been waiting for for the last three days. The ship had been sailing up and down the short stretch of area that the ship was predicted to pass through without so much as a sail on the horizon. It was quite frustrating.
Cubs was on the verge of declaring the ship a no show and sailing out to a costal town or some such area for a little pillaging to raise his spirits at this point. The last thing he needed was what was bursting through his door at this very moment.
The fox pirate-ess, Silvia the Red, came storming into the room, a beaten and bloody Coyote held by the scruff of his neck in her left hand. Cubs looked up from his desk with a look of shock on his long, scaly face as the angry fox tossed the cursing coyote across the floor and into the desk with a bang, eliciting a stream of curses from the injured fur.
"Silvia!" Cubs hissed "what is th' meaning of this!?"
"This little bastard was trying to rape my slave." the fox hissed, viscously brandishing a bloody knife in the cowering coyote's direction. Cubs raised one ridged eyebrow in disbelief.
"Thats all? That is why you've maimed one of my crew? That is why you have interrupted me in my cabin? Because one crew member tried to rape your pitiful little slave?" Silvia stood before him, shaking with rage at the realization that cubs was in fact, going to do nothing at all.
"She 'ssaulted me Cap'n!" gasped the injured crew member between them as he tried to struggle to his feet. "all I wanted was a little quickie, but that bitch of a slave of hers started screamin' and cryin' and this bitch stormed inside an' attacked me!" Cubs sighed, rubbing a clawed hand into his scaly forehead as he rose to his feet.
The captain walked slowly around the desk to stand before the enraged Silvia. In one swift motion he backhanded the vixen across the muzzle, sending her spiraling to the floor where she landed with a crash. Silvia gasped in shock and pain as she hit the floor.
"It is in no way up ta you to decide who fucks what slave 'round here." Cubs hissed down at her viciously, his forked tongue whipping through his pointed teeth at her. Silvia glared up at him venomously from the floor as cubs turned to the injured coyote.
"Matey, go gather some crew. Tell 'em ta bring ropes. And get that little bitch-slave from Silvia's cabin. Bring her here to. We're gonna show miss Silvia here who the REAL Cap'n is 'round here." the coyote chuckled darkly as he struggled to his feet and limped from the room, leaving the infuriated and frightened Silvia the Red sitting sprawled out at the captain's scaly feet.
"Now then," the captain said, stepping in front of the fallen vixen and began to unlace his britches. "your gonna pleasure yer cap'n, while we be waitin' fer that slave o' yours ta arrive fer the fun."
The big Iguana laughed harshly as he pulled his already hardening cock from his britches and dangled it in front of Silvia's muzzle. The vixen glared darkly at the captain then spat on his cock. Cubs simply laughed.
"ohho? Getting it ready fer ya? Thats a good girl!" he gafawed, pulling a pistol from his belt and leveling it at her head. "now start suckin' 'for I blow yer brains out bitch!"
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Jason slowly poked his head up from below the surf to get a better look at the ship. He knelt precariously on the back of the stingray next to Streak and from the corners of his eyes under the mask he could see other armored Phin heads peering up from the waves.
"Thats it men," Streak said to the surrounding ESLA troopers accompanying them on the mission.
"Thats the pirate ship. Now remember, Lord Jason's friends are prisoners aboard the ship, so do not kill unless you are attacked first. Other then that, subdue any who flee or resist without deadly force. Any sign of hostile movement, including the drawing of a weapon, you are authorized to respond with deadly force. Understood?" a collective nod surged through the waves.
"Good," Streak said. "squad one, you know what to do. Get to it." a detachment of ESLA phin troopers split from the main group of and made for the pirate ship silently on the backs on their stingrays. They got right up close to the ship and spread out along its perimeter.
Once they were spread out at a good distance, the ESLA troops each lifted a silver and coral contraption from beneath the surf and placed it firmly against the wood of the ship. Jason looked questioningly at Streak beside him.
"Anchors," Streak explained as the ESLA phins pulled the lever on the top of the contraption, eliciting a mechanical twang and a deep thud, accompanied by the sound of splintering wood.
"they fire a coral spine into the ship, attached to sea-spider silk. They will then swim down to the nearest solid ground beneath the waves and attach the other end securely. It will stop the ship from moving." Jason nodded, watching as the squad vanished beneath the waves, trailing white silk with them.
"Alright phins! Split into your groups. Lower assault, begin cutting into the hull, above the wave line to avoid sinking the ship just yet. Enter the cargo hold and rescue what slaves you can find. Evacuate them out the whole to the waiting Phins outside."
"Upper assault group, prepare to launch boarding spires. We will board over the starboard and port sides of the ship simultaneously and prepare for combat. Move!" on command, the squads of the ESLA split and moved about the ship. Jason and Streak's stingray moved to join the upper assault group. The panther tightened his grip on his coral spear and attempted to calm himself.
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Rin awoke in the slaves quarters in a pile of huddled cubs to the sound of splintering wood. The little cat sat up and looked around, confused, but the room was pitched black and he couldn't see a thing.
Just then the door slammed open and first mate Darax, and three or four coyotes stepped in. The big parrot looked around the room at the squinting, half asleep cubs.
"That one, bring him to me." Darax said, clicking his beak and pointing a taloned hand at a little lemur boy near the back. A couple of coyotes pushed past the other slaves and seized the lemur and dragged him screaming and kicking to the first mate.
"silence bitch," the parrot snapped, slapping the boy across the face and dropping him to the floor.
"Boson Tiris requested you especially. You should be honored. You!" one of the coyote's looked up at the first-mate. "come with me to deliver the boy. The rest of you...mm..have fun I guess." the three left the room, leaving the other three stanky, smelly coyote's standing leering in the doorway. The other little cubs shivered in fear.
"Heheheh...this is gonna be fun.." one of the coyote's sneered, unlacing his britches. The other chuckled darkly.
"Aye it is..." he said, stepping forward to look through the cowering slaves. "so, which one o' yous wanna taste my cum? Heheheh..."
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Cubs leaned back on his desk, tilting his head back and groaning in pleasure as Silvia the Red sucked his cock, glaring up at him with rage filled eyes. The big lizard laughed slightly, breathless though he was, and patted the angry vixen on the head.
"Thas a good girl thar...." he chuckled, thrusting his hips slightly into her muzzle. The door to the cabin opened and the injured coyote stepped into the door way, tossing the trussed and bound body of Fi, Silvia's little slave vixen, into the room.
"Here she is Cap'n." the coyote panted slightly, his wounds obviously paining him. " An' I brought some mateys with me too." a chuckle came from behind him as several crew members forced their way past the coyote.
A wolf, rottweiler, Ferret, and a cougar stood menacingly in the cabin now, mouths watering and looking hungrily at the little fox girl, and the vixen who currently had her mouth full of lizard cock.
"Well," snarled the wolf, pulling his britches down as the cougar grabbed Fi. "lets get to it. Hold 'er matey!" the cougar laughed and forced Fi to bend over, holding her in place so that her butt stuck out towards the horny wolf.
"No no no no please! Dont!" Fi sobbed, struggling with the muscular cougar. "Mistress! Save me please!" Silvia shut her eyes in anger and shame as she listened to little Fi scream in terror as she struggled with the cougar. The wolf simply laughed and put a heavy paw on her tiny little hip. With a snarling grunt he began to force his way into her tight little cunt, causing her to scream and struggle more.
"It hurts! It huuurrrts!!" she wailed, body stiffening. It had been a while since one of the male crew members had hilted her. The wolf and cougar laughed heartlessly as the big canine began to pump in and out of her at a rough, rapid pace.
"Hear that?" Cubs sneered down at Silvia as she sucked his cock, prodding her in the head with the barrel if his pistol.
"You don't get ta choose who fucks who on this ship. Tha's my job, an' any who try ta undermine that get punished. Aye?" the lizard laughed darkly, groaning as the fox sucked his cock, drool running down her muzzle.
"Argh, fuck...Im gonna cum..." Cubs hissed, gripping Silvia's ear with his free hand and pulling her close as his cock jerked and shot stinking lizard spunk down her throat causing her to gag.
"Hey, Gimmie a turn," barked the rottweiler, tapping the wolf on the shoulder as he pumped his cock in his other hand.
"Buzz off," snarled the wolf, growling as he slammed into the screaming vixen's abused cunt. The rottweiler hackles rose as he began to snarl, fists balling.
"Hey," the cougar said the the rottweiler, obviously trying to avoid a fight. "come over here and use this bitch's mouth why don't 'cha?" the rottweiler snarled at the wolf and walked around to Fi's front where she cried harder and tried to turn her head away from the massive cock approaching her.
"Open up yer mouth bitch." the rottweiler snarled, grabbing Fi roughly by the muzzle with one hand and forcing her jaws open. As soon as there was enough space he jammed his cock into her mouth.
"I feel teeth, you lose an eye, got it bitch?" Fi could only look up at the big attack dog with big, fearful eyes. The rottweiler groaned and began to buck his hips into her throat.
Cubs kicked the coughing, gagging Silvia away from him and laced his pants back up, walking around his desk to sit back down in front of his sea charts.
"Have at 'er boys. I got me work ta get ta." he sneered, pulling his chair in. Shock and anger crossed over Slvia's face as he said this. She began to rise to her feet, reaching for one of her knives.
"Now wait just a minute..." she started to say, before the rottweiler twisted his body around and caught her squarly in the face with a hard right hook.
"Stay down there slut and take it." he snarled viciously over his shoulder as he face fucked the gagging kitten. The ferret and coyote began laughing as they walked up to the fallen fox and dropped their pants, preparing to rape her. The fox narrowed her eyes and glanced over at Fi, who was crying and gagging around the thick doberman cock. She knew she had to do something.
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Artis, a phin trooper of the ESLA, finished sawing the large round hole into the hull of the ship and rehooked the coral saw to his combat belt. As silently as possible he hoisted himself up into the hold, landing on the wooden floor with wet, bare fins, and looked around in the near black. He leaned back out the whole and held his hand out.
"We need a Lanternfish in here." he said.
"Got it," said the trooper next in line, lifting a small glass box filled with water and housing a glowing object, the lanternfish. Artis took hold of the box and pulled it into the hold, setting it on the floor. The radiating glow illuminated the hold, throwing into relief the boxes and crates. And muffled noise eminated from the far wall; crashing, laughing and screaming.
"We have movement." Artis said out the whole. "lets move." more and more ESLA troops mounted the hole in the hull and pulled themselves in until the whole squad of seven were inside.
"Swords," Artis ordered. "area is too close for spears." he drew his coral and shark-tooth sword from his silver belt and began to move towards the sound, his squad trailing behind him, swords in hand. The phin captain pressed himself against the wooden wall, gritting his teeth and the sounds of slapping flesh, grunting, screaming, and crying. There were cubs in there, he knew, and the damn pirate crew was raping them. Artis took a deep breath and looked back at his squad, arrayed behind him with swords drawn, fully armored, and ready for battle.
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Rin pressed himself into the corner, watching the couple of coyotes who had come down with Darax the first mate hold down male and female cubs and rape them, laughing and grunting and howling with pleasure. They never stopped, overtime they finished, they would have another cub suck them off until they were hard again. Then it would all start over again.
There was was a dim flash of light from under the door, but nobody noticed other then him apparently. The horror within the hold just continued.
There was a defining bang as the door behind the coyote's exploded into millions of splinters, broken clean in half by a tremendous force. The pirates spun around in shock, crying out. Before they could even react the room was stormed by six or seven tall, silvered armored warriors with wicked serrated curved swords. Their bodies, at least that which wasn't covered in silver plate armor was a light blue grey covered in electric blue tribal style tattoos. Their head were long and covered in a silver helmet. Most had face plates covering their beaks.
"Take them!" roared the warrior leader, the only one without a mask on. The pirates dove for their pants laying on the ground, scrambling for their cutlasses and pistols. One of the silver clad warriors stepped forward, past the leader, and threw a small, tooth shaped dagger, catching one of the coyote's in the throat and dropping him to the floor, gasping for breath.
The captain took two or three steps forward and swung his free arm in a heavy, wide sweep, catching the second coyote in the chest and propelling him back across the room into a stack of crates, which collapsed down on top of him.
The third coyote managed to reach his trousers, yanking his pistol free and firing from the hip up at the surging mass of warriors charging into the room. The bullet ricochetted off the silver helmet of a masked warrior, who issued a muffled roar of rage, springing forward, swinging his sword. The serrated edge bit hard into the pirates pistol, cleaving the barrel off. Already the other warriors were rushing past the pirates, scooping up the startled cubs and rushing them out the door.
The warrior brought his sword back around and drove it hard into the pirate's chest, impaling him. The coyote gasped for air and his legs gave out. He shrunk to the floor, sliding from the warrior's blade.
Rin's view of the rest of the situation was obscured as the large body of the leader of the silver clad warriors stooped in front of him and scooped him up without a word.
"W-who are you..?" the kitten asked, still in shock.
"My name is Artis of the ESLA." the warrior said, as if Rin would understand it. "We've been sent to rescue you." the kitten didn't know what to say. He was speechless. Save them? He was saved?
"T-there are more of us...higher up...all over the ship..." he stammered, not sure what else to say. Artis merely nodded.
"We know. We have Phins everywhere collecting you cubs." Artis said. He carried Rin to a hole carved into the hull of the ship and handed him out to a waiting phin who seemed to be hovering on the water. The kitten still couldn't believe it. He was saved.
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Dominic groaned in pleasure, leaning back on the mast as Amelia sucked his cock. The little coon girl was almost completely broken now. He hardly had to hit her anymore, which in his opinion wasn't exactly a good thing. She still cried though, which was a bonus.
The rest of the crew around him continued about their business, moping the decks, mending the sail's coiling rope, or raping slaves. There were several slaves up on the deck at the moment, a little wolf boy over at the starboard bow who was being butt raped by a pair of panthers, a skunkette being face fucked by a fox, that sort of thing.
"he-he thats right bitch...suck me dry.." the big doberman taunted the coon girl, running his fingers through her head fur. She looked up at him with horrified, fearful eyes.
There was a startled cry from the starboard bow of the ship followed by a gasping scream. Dominic's head snapped up from Amelia's face to lock on the sight before him;
crew members were running from the starboard and port sides of the ship in startled panic and shining silvery forms vaulted the rails, landing on the decks. They were tall, long headed beings, dolphins or sharks or something, armed with coral spears and shark-toothed swords. Most had metal masks covering their beaks, but some didn't. The ones with exposed faces called orders to the others, pointing with their swords to direct their men to different parts of the ship.
It didn't take long for the pirates to regain their senses though. Soon the crew had weapons drawn and were rushing the oncoming soldiers assaulting their ship. It didn't seem like it would do much good though. The delphic soldiers engaged the pirates without hesitation and the battle spread quickly across the deck before Dominic could fully realize what was happening.
"what the?!" he gasped, pushing Amelia away from him and angrily pulling up his pants. He tore his pistol from his belt and drew his cutlass, moving to join the crew as they engaged the strange warriors.
Cub slaves and wounded pirates ran past him to safety from the fry as he leveled his pistol at the nearest warrior, firing from the hip. The lead bullet bounced off the warrior's shoulder plate, harmlessly. The phin spun around and let loose a wracking battle cry through his face mask. He charged at the doberman, who snarled viciously, side-stepping the warrior's violent sword swing, and chopped down hard into the separation between the warrior's helmet and neck guard, severing his jugular and dropping him.
Two more warriors charged. The big dog dodged between their spears, slicing one under the arm and smashing the other in the face with his pistol, dropping them both.
The battle surged around him, pirates and warriors falling injured and dead everywhere, though it was clear that the silver warriors were highly trained and were easily decimating the crew. Soon they were breaking and fleeing before them.
"Hold yer ground ya cowards!" Dominic roared, throwing his shoulder into a fourth dolphin and knocking him over the rail into the water.
"DOMINIC!" the roar was muffled and metallic and came from the port side of the ship. The doberman whirled at the sound of his name, surprised, pistol raised.
His eyes widened in horror at the sight of what was making its way towards him. Flanked by two tall, heavily armored warriors wielding big, coral tipped spears, was a black furred figure in silver armor like all the other warriors. The mask he was wearing was bulkier then the others, with two canisters, one on either side. He was wielding a serrated shark-toothed sword, drenched in blood.
As Dominic watched, a blood frenzied coyote and a couple of his buddies, a tiger and a two wolves, ran to intercept them. The two massive warriors stepped up immediately, spears leveled. A wolf was impaled by a coral spear tip while another caught the shaft squarly in the chest.
The black furred figure stepped cleanly around the two warriors flanking him and cut down the tiger while one of his bodyguards took the coyote down.
"J-jason...?" the doberman hissed in horror. The teenaged panther didn't pause in his stride, though his bodyguards fell behind to deal with a few crew members who came up behind them.
"You murdering, rapist BASTARD!!" the panther roared through his mask as he closed the distance, bringing his sword down hard at the doberman. Dominic could only stumble back and bring his pistol up to block the blow, which clove the barrel clean in half.
"H-how could you be..." the dog gasped, taking another few steps back as Jason continued to press his assault, taking another few steps forward and swinging his sword viciously.
"Im going to tear your bloody black heart out!" the panther snarled, bringing a gauntleted fist about and smashing it hard into the Doberman's face. Dominic dropped hard to the deck, spitting blood and teeth. He barely managed to roll away before the serrated blade chopped into the wood where his neck had been moments before.
The doberman swung his legs around and kicked the panther in the chest, knocking him back a step and giving Dominic the room he needed to spring to his feet, cutlass in hand. He lunged, snarling at Jason, slashing wildly. Two blows glanced off his silver armor, but they didn't even seem to stop the juggernaught that Jason had become. A heavy, armored arm batted his cutlass aside with a clang, the tooth sword slashing across his arm.
The dog let out a pained howl, thrusting violently at the panther's chest and arms. The blade skimmed in under a armor plate, cutting Jason's arm. The panther snarled and smashed the hilt of his blade into the dog's face, breaking some more teeth and flooring him once more.
"You weakling bastard..." Dominic snarled, attempting to rise to his feet again. "you should have just stayed dead and..." a heavy foot planted itself on his chest and the tips of two coral spears were suddenly at his throat. Jason's bodyguards had caught up with them.
"Take him prisoner." Jason said through his mask. "bring him down to the Phindom."
"Yes Milord." one of the warriors said, forcing Dominic to his feet and pushing him towards the rail.
"You'll pay for this Jason." the doberman snarled.
"Already have Dom." Jason replied. "you killed me, remember?" the panther turned away from the now captive doberman to regard the deck. The pirates that had surrendered had been taken captive by the ESLA troopers, those that hadn't lay dead in pools of their own blood. He smiled under his mask to see the cubs being lifted off the docks into the arms of ESLA soldiers in the surf below.
Streak came jogging up to him, covered in blood. Jason grinned at him under his mask.
"We have a problem below deck." Streak said solemnly. Jason's grin dissolved.
"The Boson and the Cook." he said. It wasn't a question. Streak nodded.
"Im going." Jason said. He turned to two ESLA warriors nearby. "you two! With me."
"yes sir!" they said, jogging to catch up with him as he ran for the hatch leading below deck.
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Dong the cook stood in the corridor, bare from the waist down, wearing a blood stained apron and clutching Sara, Rin's older sister, to his chest, a butcher knife to her throat. In the other hand he held a clever, dripping blood onto the floor. At his feet lay the corpses of three dead ESLA warriors, chopped up with a meat cleaver, the cook's specialty.
"Ya'll betta' stay back now!" the bear roared down the hall to the group of ESLA troops who stood at the ready, spears leveled. Jason skidded to a halt behind them, his men close on his heels.
"What's happening here soldier?" he demanded to one of the troopers. The phin looked up at him, blood dripping from an eye, squeezed shut.
"We stormed the kitchen to find him raping the girl." the phin said. "flew into a rage when we tried to pull him off. Killed three of us. Bastard never even took his dick out of the girl's ass." Jason looked up at Dong, his eyes locking with Sara's large, terrified eyes. A spark of recognition ignited in her eyes and her mouth slowly dropped open in shock.
"You two," Jason said to the two men who came with him. "You got saws?"
"Yes sir." one of the ESLA troopers said, patting his belt.
"Good. You two, come with me. We're going around. The rest of you! Hold that bastard here. He does ANYTHING to that girl, you slaughter the pig, understand me?!"
"Yes sir!"
"Good. Now lets move."
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The passageways through the ship were dark and quiet. Pirate bodies littered the floors in the areas where the ESLA had crossed their paths as they rushed to other areas to fight. Jason looked wildly about, trying to catch the scent or something that would tell him where the cook was.
Suddenly there was an angry roar down a side passage, causing Jason and the other two warriors to jump and spin to face the opening. Stalking down the hallway was Tiris, the Boson, followed by Darax the first mate, a coyote pirate, and a frightened looking lemur boy.
"You!" Tiris snorted angrily when he caught sight of Jason. "you're the one responsible for this ar'nt you?!" the big bull unwound the thick bull whip from his shoulder and cracked it at the three warriors.
"Men, slay the beast." Jason ordered. His two warriors leveled their spears and charged. Tiris' whip cracked, the lash wrapping around one of the phin warriors spear and arms, pulling them to to floor. Jason was right behind them and had to vault over his fallen comrade to keep going. Tiris charged at the second and bull-rushed him straight into the wall, where he collapsed to the floor. Jason was waiting on the other side. It only took one solid swing to cleave into the startled bull's head.
Darax was shocked but managed to pull his cutlass free of his belt and launch himself at the Phin warriors. The cutlass blade cut through the shaft of one spear, glancing of the plate shoulder pad of one of the warriors, the force knocking him back. Darax pressed the attack, hacking and slashing at his enemies until he caught the flesh of one of the warrior's arms, cutting through and spraying blood all over the walls.
The parrot laughed in victory as the warrior cried out in pain, spinning into the opposite wall and collapsing in pain. Jason stepped up to take is place, deflecting the cutlass off into the wall and hacking down hard, snapping through the tempered steel.
Darax squawked in surprise as the second warrior leapt into him, driving his spear through his chest and dropping him to the floor. Jason knelt down to check his fallen phin, then over at the lemur boy, cowering in the corner of the hall.
"Can you stand?" Jason asked the phin. The ESLA nodded and struggled painfully to his feet.
"Yes sir." he said, " he just got my arm."
"Good. Then take this boy up to the deck and get him out of here. The two of us will continue on."
"Yes sir." the wounded phin grabbed the terrified boy and started up to the top deck. Jason nodded at the other ESLA.
"Lets go." he said. The two of them kept going until Jason caught the putrid scent of Dong, the cook.
"Here it is." the panther said, tapping the wall. "I'm sure of it." the other phin nodded, detaching the saw from his belt and began to slice through the plywood wall. When there was a sizable hole in the wall, the phin pulled the saw back out and reattached it to his belt.
"Ready sir?" he asked. Jason nodded, gripping his sword tight. The phin nodded back and rammed himself hard into the sawn up wall, crashing through it into the corridor just behind the cook.
Dong's head whipped around, eyes wide and frenzied, Sara still impaled on his dick, the other phins arrayed before him with spears leveled. The phin warrior, being the first out into the hall, let out a battle cry and charged at the bear, followed shortly by Jason. Dong began to turn to face them, but as soon as his back was turned, the second group behind him charged. Confused and enraged, the bear roared and began to wave his hatchet at the surrounding phins. He just couldn't turn fast enough though, everywhere he swung a phin dodged away.
Realizing that he couldn't get a hit in, the bear roared angrily and tossed Sara away from him. A phin warrior caught her and pulled her away as Dong lunged at the surrounding Phins.
"Finish him!" Jason ordered. The phin's lowered their spears and lunged. Half a dozen razor sharp coral tips pierced the startled Bear's body, blood spurting from his wounds.
"Oh...bugger..." he gasped, sinking to the floor.
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Cubs and the few crew members within his cabin stood in shocked horror as they witnessed what was happening out on the deck. It wasn't until a squad of phin warriors began to approach the door that they began to react.
"Damn it.." the captain swore, drawing his pistol. "get ready for a fight boys." he ordered his men, who all drew pistols and cutlasses.
"Silvia, get yer ass in gear bitch!" the big iguana hissed, tossing her a dagger and a pistol of her own. The foxy pirate caught the weapons, looking at them carefully, then up at the captain and the other crew members readying themselves for battle. Then down at the beaten and unconscious Fi, her poor little slave girl.
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"Streak!" Jason called out as he arrived on the upper deck, pulling the badly hurt Sara. "we took care of the problem, but we need to start pulling out, some of these cubs need medical help."
"understood lord. We will begin evacuation immediately. We simply have to take care of the captain. He and some crew seem to be holding one more slave hostage."
"Lord..?" Sara asked, slightly dazed.
"I'll explain later." Jason promised her, before handing her off to another phin who brought her to the edge of the deck.
"Let's go get them." he said to streak. The sergeant nodded and the two went to join the squad approaching the captain's cabin. Suddenly there was a startled cry, sounds of a struggle, followed by a few gunshots. Then silence filled the cabin. Streak and Jason looked at each other worriedly, then drew their swords.
The cabin door opened and a young fox wearing a bandanna, large golden hoops in her ears, and the captain's hat stepped from the cabin. She was drenched in blood and in her arms was the barely conscious form of Fi, Rin's best friend. Jason was shocked. It was Silvia The Red.
"What have you done..?" he asked, hardly believing what he saw. Silvia shook her head.
"We wish to come with you." she said. Jason blinked.
"We?"
"Me and my girl here. Im tired of this hell hole. These bastards...they...they needed to die."
"And why should we trust you?" Streak inquired. The fox simply raised an eyebrow and looked over her shoulder. The bodies of the pirates lay in pools of their own blood. Sitting on the desk was the severed head of captain Cubs, eyes rolled so far back they were just a milky white, tongue hanging from his razor lined muzzle, a bullet hole in the middle of his forehead.
"Very well." Jason said, smiling beneath his mask. "you may join us. Streak,"
"Yes my lord?" the sergeant said, sheathing his sword.
"Lets get everyone home. I think its time to sort some things out don't you?"
"Aye sir. These cubs have been through enough. And Im sure princess Alyria is worried sick about you." the panther just laughed and shook his head.
"Come on. Lets go home."