Yes, I am very well aware that I'm crazy for doing this. Yes, I'm very well aware that I have a lot of stories in progress. Yes, I'm well aware this is like the song "I'm a Pirate, you're a Princess." Yes, I'm very well aware that I'm rambling. Anyway, I don't own House of Anubis. Dedicated to randomdizzy for being awesome!

Captain Eddie Miller turned the wheel sharply as his vessel nearly crashed into some rocks. Steering expertly, he started to turn it around, setting course for the Kingdom of Anubis.

"Jerome, Mick," Eddie called. "Get the ropes and help turn this thing around!"

"What?" Boatswain Jerome said. "What happened to waiting out the storm?"

"Change of plans," Eddie said. "This storm can be our cover. Fabian, take the wheel. Jerome, Mick, you two keep those hands steady. Dexter, keep the men updated. Alfie, don't get in the way." Eddie disappeared into his cabin.

"Gee, thanks, Captain," Cabin boy Alfie muttered, and he sat down, sulking.

"We'll never make it through this storm and back!" Quartermaster Fabian yelled over the rushing wind. "Jerome, Mick, pull us away!"

"Captain's orders. Sorry mate!" Master Gunner Mick called as he and Jerome kept turning the boat to their destined course.

"Hang on, the water's getting rough!" Fabian cried, and waves hit the boat, splashing all the men aboard. Jerome and Mick gritted their teeth at the icy waves, but they pressed on.

"Land ho!" a call came from over their heads after a few hours of battling with the ocean. Their navigator, Dexter, pointed from high above the boat as Anubis Kingdom came up. At his call, Fabian eased his steering. Eddie emerged from his cabin, a smirk on his face.

"Ready, boys?" Eddie asked.

"Ready, Captain!" Jerome, Mick, and Fabian chorused.

"Let's go."

"NINA!" Amber rushed to tackle her best friend in a very un-ladylike way. Her other friends, Patricia, Joy, KT, Mara, and Willow followed, all of them laughing at Amber's enthusiasm.

"Hello, Amber," Nina laughed, hugging her back with equal force.

"Girls!" Trudy, Nina's maid, called in a fierce whisper. "You musn't display such loudness. Come, the guests are expecting you."

"My apologies, Trudy," Amber chimed in. She also added a curtsy for added affect. Trudy smiled.

"It's not your fault, lovely." Trudy said. "Now get a move on. Come on, scoot." She waved all seven girls down the grand stairs, and they all moved quickly, talking quietly and smiling. Nina walked first, and she smiled at everyone as she did.

"Her royal highness, Princess Nina Martin of Anubis!" Nina walked down the stairs with a smile on her face and slow, measured steps.

"Princess Amber Millington of Hathor!" Amber smiled brightly as she walked down the stairs, walking with much more grandeur than Nina had.

"Princess Patricia Williamson of Khepri!" Patricia came down the stairs, looking slightly bored. Her steps were stiff, and she avoided eye contact with anyone.

"Princess Joy Mercer of Sobek!" Joy had a pleasant smile on her face, but she kept her eyes downcast as to avoid tripping.

"Princess KT Rush of Osiris!" KT had a bright, cheeky smile, and a firm, unwavering walk.

"Princess Mara of Ra!" Mara smiled somewhat thinly as she walked down the stairs.

"Princess Willow of Isis!" Willow had an ear-to-ear grin and a bouncy step as she walked down the stairs.

The seven girls stood together and greeted every guest before music began to play and the crowds dispersed to dance.

"Glad that's over," Joy sighed. "Anyone up to go dance?"

"Why, do you have a partner to dance with?" Amber asked saucily, and Joy fell silent. Any girl that wanted to dance had to get a partner. Any girl by themselves would be ridiculed. After all, dancing was only to be between a girl and a suitor or husband.

"We're eighteen," KT cut in. "We need to be looking to get married anyway. Isn't that what this ball was held for- getting suitors?"

"That, and it is both Nina and Joy's day of birth," Willow listed.

"Whatever. I say, let's find some suitors," Amber said, all for finding a guy.

"I'm not interested," Patricia said bluntly. "You can all go, but I for one resent the idea of marriage."

"That's an insane idea, Patricia," Mara said. "It's the law for a princess to get married."

"Then the law is stupid," Patricia sulked.

"I hear that Duke Benji is interested in Patricia's hand," KT piped up.

"Oh yes, he's from Osiris, isn't he?" Willow said.

"That's so romantic," Amber sighed. "You must dance with him!"

"I would rather jump in the ocean during a storm," Patricia said flatly.

"Well there's a storm outside. There's your chance," Joy suggested. "Because here he comes."

"Evening, ladies," Benji smiled at every girl in turn, but he only had eyes for Patricia. "Princess Patricia, would you do me the honor of dancing with me?" He bowed before holding out a hand, a hopeful expression on his face.

"I-" Patricia paused. "I'd be honored to." She took his hand. Amber squealed, and Joy winked as they left to the ballroom floor. Patricia made a face back at them, and it was clear she hadn't wanted to be rude, so she had just accepted.

"Remember the plan," Eddie muttered as he, Jerome, Mick, and Fabian walked up to the front entrance to the ball. Dressed in suits, they were unrecognizable.

After Fabian got them in with the fake invitations he's made, the four boys studied their surroundings to seek Nina, the princess they were after. When they saw her, she was surrounded by five other girls.

"What's the plan now, Captain?" Mick asked.

"Fabian, tell me who those girls are," Eddie said slowly. He recoginzed them, of course, and he smiled upon doing so.

"Five other princesses, Captain," Fabian said. "Amber, Joy, Mara, Willow, and KT, all from neighboring kingdoms." He pointed to each girl in turn, and Jerome quickly noted the names in his mind.

"Precisely," Eddie mused. "We need them, too."

"What? Captain, there's only three of us," Jerome argued. "There's no way we'll pull off getting all of them."

"Then call in the others," Eddie snapped, not used to having any question on his authority. "Fabian, you get the princess of Anubis to dance with you."

"What?" Fabian paused, not recalling this in their plan at all.

"Hold her up at my whim," Eddir ordered. "I'll join you while Mick gets the others. Jerome, you get one of the other princesses. I'm going to look around before I join you."

"Aye aye Captain," Fabian agreed, and he and Jerome went towards the group of princesses while Mick exited the ballroom. Jerome approached the first girl he saw, which was Mara.

"Hello," Jerome said with a rusty bow. "May I ask you to dance?" Mara gazed at him with surprise evident in her eyes- she hadn't expected a suitor at all. Joy gave her a sly grin, and even Amber looked impressed, but she was slightly disappointed that Mara had a suitor before she did.

"Oh," Mara blundered. "S-Sure." She took his hand, and Jerome awkwardly led her to where others were dancing, thinking he about how he didn't earn enough for such actions.

"You must be Princess Mara," Jerome noted, hoping he had gotten it right.

"Yes," Mara said, slightly confused that this man didn't know her name yet had asked her to dance. "May I ask your name?"

"Clarke," Jerome said quickly, using only his surname. "I come from Khepri." That part was true. He had been born there, but he had left at a young age.

"My friend Patricia is from there," Mara said, her face lighting up. "Though I'm guessing you know. Who doesn't know the princess?" Jerome, at that, looked down at her in interest. Another princess? He had been too young to remember any princess from Khepri.

"Oh yes," Jerome agreed. "She is quite lovely."

"She is," Mara said, and she looked away. Jerome noticed that she looked too closely in Eddie's direction, where Eddie was slipping some jewels into his coat.

"Though not as lovely as you." Jerome quickly said.

"Thanks," Mara said shyly, and she gazed back up at Jerome. Jerome gave her a fleeting smile before he looked towards Eddie, mouthing Patricia's name. Eddie nodded, as he was an expert reader of lips, and he started to scan the ballroom for Patricia.

Meanwhile, Fabian had shyly moved his way towards Nina.

"Princess Nina," Fabian said, bowing much more expertly than Jerome had. "Might I say what a pleasure it is to be here. Only one thing could make this better- and that would be a dance with you." Amber pushed Nina forward, clearly loving what a gentleman Fabian was.

"I would be delighted," Nina curtsied, and she took his hand, moving to the dancefloor. As Fabian placed his hands on her waist, Nina stared at him somewhat curiously. He didn't sound to be from Anubis, so he must have been from another kingdom. "May I ask who you are?"

"Fabian," Fabian said, not remembering to lie.

"Where do you come from, Fabian?" Nina inquired.

"Oh, I come from Sobek," Fabian answered truthfully, and he danced them a little farther to the edge of the crowd, scanning for Eddie.

Eddie gave him a slight nod as he moved into the crowd. He had spotted Patricia. He quickly moved over to where she was dancing with Benji, and he almost gasped.

Benji Reed had known Eddie before, and would surely notice Eddie despite his different appearance. Quickly, Eddie shoved Benji aside and took Patricia's hands in his own to continue the dance, making sure they faced him backwards.

"Hey, what is the meaning of his?" Benji stumbled backwards.

"I wanted a dance," Eddie managed to say, but he felt like he was sinking. He prayed that Mick would come back quickly as he kept his back to Benji.

"Then ask, why don't you?" Patricia responded rudely. Benji walked off, not wanting to make a scene over it. "Who the bloody hell are you, anyway?"

"Someone," Eddie said, and he twirled her around, trying to avoid more questions. Patricia frowned, already annoyed with this boy, but she kept silent and kept dancing.

Mick, along with Dexter, Alfie, and the only two females of the group, Cassie and Erin, suddenly entered the room. Eddie jerked his chin towards the other princesses, smirking.

"Wipe that off your face," Patricia surprised Eddie as she spoke. "And keep your hands higher, won't you?"

"You're very feisty," Eddie remarked.

"I don't suppose you'll say something like 'I like them feisty' or something, will you?" Patricia asked bitterly, tired of that.

"No," Eddie scoffed without thinking. "I don't like spoiled brats like you, princess."

"Spoiled brat?" Patricia echoed. "I am not!" Eddie just rolled his eyes- this was going to take forever.

Mick then went up to Joy and offered a hand, forgetting to bow.

"Hello," Mick said. "Would you care to dance?"

"Eh, why not?" Joy shrugged, and she took his hand. Alfie, who followed him, quickly turned to Amber, trying to act smooth.

"Oh. Hey, didn't see you there," Alfie said cooly, but when he tried to bow, he fell on his face. Amber giggled. He quickly got up and tried to brush his shoulder off cooly, but instead he smacked himself in the cheek.

"Would you care to dance?" Amber beat him to the question. For a second, Alfie almost smiled. But he stopped himself.

"I wouldn't mind," Alfie said with a nervous laugh.

"I suppose you'd like to dance with me?" Dexter asked KT.

"You suppose?" KT echoed almost disapprovingly.

"I mean, would you?" Dexter tried to hold out a hand and bow at the same time. KT rolled her eyes and grabbed his hand, hating her life.

Willow was kept at bay as Erin went up to her and began to talk.

Eddie gave Fabian the signal. Eddie then took out his dagger, turned Patricia around, and pressed it to her throat.

"Just so you know, you are very spoiled, and very much a brat," Eddie whispered in her ear, and Patricia fell silent, but she gave him a kick and tried to wriggle out of his tough grip.

Fabian pulled out a sword and caught Nina roughly by the arm, making her scream. The ballroom fell silent, and everyone turned, horrified. Jerome did the same to Mara, and Mara felt her heart stop. Alfie did so to Amber- he was clumsier, though, and his dagger almost fell. Never less, Amber screamed like she was being murdered. Mick did so to Joy, making Joy blanche. Dexter did the same to KT, who gave him a murderous glare but remained as scared as the others. Erin whipped her dagger out towards Willow, and Cassie pulled her sword out at the guards that rushed forward.

"Guards!" Trudy called, fearful.

"Move out!" Eddie ordered. Cassie was their best at swordsmanship, and she did an excellent job at fighting off the guards, clearing a path for the others to pull the princesses away.

The ballroom dissolved into chaos, and that was just how they left it.

"Dexter, take your post!" Fabian called as they dragged the princesses on board their ship. "Mick, Jerome, get the girls bound up. Cassie, pull up the anchor." Fabian left Nina with Mick and Jerome as he took his spot at the wheel.

"Get this ship going south, as far away as it can go," Eddie nodded, and he shoved Patricia roughly to the floor. Mick and Jerome bound all the girls' hands and left them sitting on the floor of the ship, all of them struggling and afraid.

"What do you want with us?" Willow asked, afraid. "I'm too young to die!"

"I'm too beautiful to die," Amber sobbed, and Patricia rolled her eyes at that.

"Anchor's up," Cassie called.

"Excellent," Eddie smirked. "Hello ladies, and welcome aboard the Osirian. I hope you find your stay most welcoming. May I say, you're all much lovelier up close." Amber absentmindedly fluffed her hair at that, but a stare from Joy made her stop.

"Bastard," Patricia spat. "You can't keep us here forever."

"I'm not planning to," Eddie said cooly. "Jerome, I trust the cabin is ready?"

"All boarded up." Jerome nodded his agreement.

"Get them in there," Eddie said. "Make sure they don't die. At least, not yet."

Jerome, Mick, and Alfie took the girls to a cabin in the deep hull of the ship. On the door was a heavy padlock. Inside, the room was barren. There was only one bed. A window was on the wall, but it was boarded up. A bucket was the only other thing in there.

"Sorry for the accommodations," Mick awkwardly said. "Uh, we only expected one. But we can sneak some mats or something in here."

"I have a question," Joy said impatiently. "Is there a washroom near here?"

"Well, there's that bucket," Alfie offered, and Joy made a face of disgust.

"What do you guys want with us, anyway?" Mara asked, and her face had a gaze so betrayed and scared than any of them had ever seen. Alfie looked away. Mick blew air through his lips. Jerome made the mistake of meeting her eyes, and he softened at how misty they had become.

"That's not for you to know," Jerome snapped suddenly, harsher than he had ever been. "Mick, you have the bucket?"

"Yeah," Mick held out a bucket.

"Ew, I don't want to see what's in that!" KT said, disgusted.

"No!" Mick cried. "This is for any jewelry that you all are wearing. Come on, put them in the bucket." The seven girls begrudgingly passed all necklaces, earrings, and bracelets into the bucket.

"Wait, what did you mean by 'we only expected one'?" Nina asked. Her response was the closing of the door.

"Great, just great," Patricia snarled. "Being kidnapped and stuck in the same place as Amber..."

"I know, ri- hey!" Amber cried.

"What do you think they'll do to us?" Mara asked quietly.

"Who knows," Joy murmured. "Whatever it is, it isn't good." The other six girls went silent at the truthfulness of her words. They all knew about the Osirian.

The Osirian was notorious among all kingdoms. Every year, the ship would take a random princess. They were always noted from that moment on as "The Chosen One" because they were always chosen, whether they liked it or not.

They'd come back shaken and scared. Their parents always had to have paid large amounts of money.

But then again, there were some who didn't come back.

You all remeber Dexter, Cassie, and Erin, right? From the Touchstone of Ra? They're not just random OCs in my story, I promise. I hate OCs anyways. Thanks for reading that weird thing that I call the first chapter. They'll become longer, and they'll become less painful to read. Check out randomdizzy. She's amazing! Anyway, please review, follow, whatever you want to do with this story. (Except copy it.)