The sky was clear and waves were low as the Fatui’s ship sailed through the ocean. It was especially quiet that day, save for the occasional gentle breeze. Fatui Agents of all kinds patrolled the deck, as the ship carried valuable cargo—like Delusions and other valuable materials from other Nations. It wasn’t uncommon for the open ocean to be calm, the only trouble the Fatui ever ran into was the inexperienced sea bandits, who weren’t Vision wielders or just lacked a spine. That was common when people encountered the Fatui, especially Pierro himself, though he rarely left his quarters since he was busying himself with papers.

As night slowly began to fall, the Agents usually got more rowdy and acted more childish if anything. That didn’t bother Pierro much, as long as they weren’t bothering him, they didn’t need to face his wrath. However, this night wasn’t normal, a loud crash was heard and an Agent opened the door without knocking. “Lord Pierro! We’re under attack!” The Agent exclaimed. Pierro however rolled his eyes and stood up, making his way up to the deck with the Agent.

He was expecting the usual spineless fool, however—when he got to the deck, he saw most of his Agents either down or unconscious, tied tightly in groups of four along with other people. They didn’t look half-human, but they also didn’t like half-animal—like a hybrid of sorts. He made out the barely perceptible image of a ship beside the Fatui’s, masked in near perfect darkness if it weren’t for the torches that were mounted to the railings.

He focused back on the chaos as he finally found the attacking group’s captain, you. You had the classic Pirate captain gear, along with a Hydro Vision hooked to your chest piece. You were the only humanoid figure out of the group, and the way you held yourself made it obvious you were their leader. The Agent beside Pierro was about to speak when the First beat them to it.

“I’ll handle this.” Pierro said as he began walking in your direction.