Chains. She was chained up. April had gone to sleep a princess and had woken up a hostage. She was in the corner of a ship and surrounded by pirates. The chains were attached to the floor of the boat, so there was no means of escape. April placed both of her fists on the edge of the boat and pressed down to pull herself up.

"Captain! She's awake," yelled a rough looking guy a few steps away.

"Excellent."

A large figure appeared next to the rough guy. His head was down but the way he dressed suggested that he was the leader of this operation. April also quickly caught on to the fact that whoever this was was not human. He seemed to be some sort of reptile. A turtle. He was a turtle.

"Morning your highness," he said in a ruff voice as he raised his head. April was scared but she wasn't about to let that show. She stood her ground; eyes forward and unfazed.

"Who are you," she asked, "And why am I here?"

"Well you see, I've kidnapped you. I've asked your father time and time again for arsenal, repairs on the ship, and to drop the heavy bounty he has on my head, but he's never paid me any mind. You are the sole heir to the throne back on Bonaventure, and King Kirby is a sucker for his little girl. I've taken you hostage to assure my demands are met. Besides," He moved closer and picked her chin up. "You are undeniably beautiful, Princess." April's face flushed with color. This pirate was manipulative, arrogant, and possibly even insane. But with that single line, he latched onto her mind with no means of escape. Being a princess meant hands off for everyone. April never got to experience her life the way she wanted too. She never got to explore the kingdom or make friends. In fact, this was the first time in forever since she had left the palace walls. No one was allowed to give the princess any compliments. King Kirby saw compliments as a means of guard lowering. Compliments lead to deception and the King could not have that in his kingdom. He didn't want his daughter to fall for anyone's tricks, so he told her to ignore any comment made by the commoners. Having someone tell her she was beautiful was toxic. It made her feel weak, and that made her angry. But she wasn't exactly sure why. As her cheeks grew red, she shook her head fiercely so his hand would leave her chin. "Oooh feisty, I like it. Michelangelo, be a dear and take her highness to her bedroom." The captain turned away and jumped onto a mast.

"Wait!"

The turtle swung around the mast to face April. She cleared her throat.

"And who may I ask has taken me hostage?"

She stood tall. He admired that. He smiled and hopped down from the mast so he could walk to her. He stopped in front of her and blinked slowly.

"Official title's Captain Hamato but you my dear can call me…," he reached for one of her bound hands and kissed it, "Raphael." She snatched her hand away. "Welcome to my ship darling. Hope you find it as appealing as your palace on the hill." Raphael once again jump onto the mast and began to climb. A shorter turtle unlocked her chains from the floor and gently led April toward the door near the middle of the ship. No doubt to a dirty germ infested room that had not been taken care of in months. April decided to do what she always did in her role as a princess: grin and bear it. She decided to make the best out of her situation. It wouldn't be long before someone would come to rescue her. And she would be rid of that disgusting Captain Raphael forever.