The ship groaned as the sea tossed it around, but the pirates on it cared not. With hope and determination in their hands, they held onto their dear lives even as the waves threatened to capsize the tiny, wooden ship that tried to fight the fury of the sea. Their captain was especially brave, as he himself stood on the highest point of the deck, with his arms crossed in front of his body, his legs planted firmly on the wooden floor of his ship. He did not move a single inch, not if a particularly large wave threatened to topple him, not if a gale-force wind almost yanked the clothes off him, not if a fish threatened to fly into his face. He just stood there relentlessly, his silent endurance giving strength to his men, who continued to tear the sails down from the masts at all costs.
The storm caught them at the worst moment and appeared only in the blink of an eye, so they had no choice but to make do with emergency treatment and hope that they could sew the sails together again. Axes cut into fabric, hooks tore ropes to shreds and knots were undone with uncanny speed as the captain watched over his men, making sure that every single one of his orders were carried out. Whenever a pirate started to flee inside, into the safety of the ship, he shouted at them, told them not to give up on this ship that has brought them so much treasure, to not give up on the ship with which they sailed all seas.
However, all effort seemed to be in vain. The storm only got stronger and stronger, which meant that the voice of the captain was slowly lost amongst the roaring of the sea. That alone would have not been devastating, however, a particularly huge wave washed over the ship, almost throwing the captain on board, who only barely managed to hold onto the ship. Many of the newer pirates lost their will to fight against the sea as a result, but the hardened veterans almost literally slapped some sense into them while the rest of them rescued the captain, who, although he was soaked to the bone, was still full of fight. His orders only got fiercer as the time went on, his voice never giving out and somehow overcoming the roar of the waves that almost shattered the ship.
And after hours upon hours of struggling, the storm finally started to die down. The efforts of the pirates were rewarded as the rain slowly stopped, the waves calmed down and the bright red of the sun illuminated the horizon at last. They have survived this storm just as they have survived all the storms before this one.
