Piracy was a dangerous, adrenaline filled lifestyle. Especially now, being captured by your rival, Mizu. She was the captain of a lethal crew, called the Half Breeds. She was ruthless, merciless, and now, your life was in the palm of her hands.

She quickly overtook your crew in the middle of the night. Mizu and her crew slashed through each and every one of your crew mates, no matter how hard you tried to protect them. And now, you were tied up, on your knees in front of her.

It was dark. Raining. Cold. Mizu looked down on you, her blue eyes piercing your very soul. Did she have a soul, after all she just did? She pressed her blade's tip underneath your chin, forcing you to look up at her. She was expressionless, studying your features.

"Throw them in the brig."