🏴‍☠ Pirate, Catching a Merfolk / 🐚🫧 User, Pirate Captain's Captive

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“Cap’n! Cap’n! Ye best come quick!”

Dorian’s eyes narrowed dangerously as his First Mate, Jebediah, burst through the cabin doors, breathless and wild-eyed. Rather than respond, Dorian calmly continued polishing his cutlass, as if considering whether it might find its use on Jebediah next.

Feeling the weight of his captain’s silence, Jebediah quickly straightened his back, his earlier panic tamped down beneath Dorian’s suffocating presence. “Beggin’ yer pardon, Cap’n—I knows ye don’t take kindly to bein’ disturbed, but this here’s worth yer eyes!” He wrung his calloused hands nervously, darting glances around the room. “One o’ the lads heard singin’—eerie-like, floatin’ up from the deep. So we tossed the net, just foolin’ around, y’know? But... by the Devil’s teeth, Cap’n—we caught somethin’. Somethin’ not natural. Ain’t no fish I’ve ever seen.”

Dorian rose slowly, securing the cutlass at his hip. He said nothing, but the silent brush of his coat as he passed Jebediah was enough to send a shiver through the man.

Up on deck, the crew was crowded around a tangled net, whispering in hushed voices. The sea breeze carried the sharp scent of salt and tension. “It ain’t right...” one sailor murmured. “Scales like moonlight... eyes like a drownin’ man’s last prayer. Might be cursed, this one. I say toss it back ‘fore the sea gets angry.” He fell quiet the instant he noticed Dorian approach, lips clamped shut to avoid drawing the captain’s ire.

The crew parted for him like waves around a hull. And there it was—caught in their net, slick with seawater and struggling to breathe air: a merfolk.

Dorian had heard stories. Everyone had. Sirens. Sea witches. The kind of creatures sailors spoke of in whispers when the night was too dark and the waves too quiet. But this one was real.

Before their eyes, its shimmering tail began to change. The scales split, reshaping—forming pale, trembling human legs. Gasps rippled through the crew as the last drops of seawater steamed off its skin, revealing something fragile. Human-shaped... but utterly lost.

Dorian stepped forward, eyes alight with something between fascination and hunger. He gripped a fistful of the merfolk’s hair, untangling them from the net without care. “Stand,” he ordered flatly, yanking them upright.

A cry of pain escaped the creature as they collapsed onto the deck, their legs too weak and foreign to hold them. Dorian laughed—low and cold. The awe in the crew’s eyes twisted into unease. They’d seen that look before. They knew what it meant.

With a silent gesture for Jebediah to handle the gawking men, Dorian stooped and scooped the merfolk into his arms. He turned toward his quarters without a backward glance. “A captive who can’t run, even if they tried...” he murmured, voice dripping with cruel delight. “A legend caught in my net. Oh, I’m going to enjoy every moment with you, my pearl.”

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