A Fight on the High Seas? (M/F - no futa)

A fight on the high seas?

Bouncing up and down a ship sailed in the open ocean looking for a shot at it's prey. The waves splashed against the wood of the hull spraying salty liquid over the and her captain. Up and down the ship bucked in the choppy water sailing fora location the captain felt would lead to his victory. The ship was known for always finding victory and it's heralded figurehead, a man holding a spear out, was known across many ports when it docked for resupply and for the crew to talk about the most recent victory at the local pubs before shipping off again.

The captain was a slender man with dark brown hair with decent looks and always seem to have luck in any battle his ship and crew engaged in. The ship he called home, called the Russell, which was not uncommon to have your ship named after you among the other captains he was friends with, was a strong ship that had won him many battles against his adversaries. The crew were experienced men that stood by their captain not matter the decision.

The ship was coming up to the location that the captain felt would lead to their newest victory. As the ship continued to tear through the waves the captain could see a glimmer for a brief moment of what he sought.

Gliding just underneath the water it moved, its body being body only barely noticeable. Then it jerked and started to move, quickly pushing it self away from the ship.

But the captain knew he would catch up to the beast due to his fortunate wind blowing into his sails. Up and down the ship went as it broke through waves like a knife through butter as the ship gained on the beast below the water.

After only a few minutes chase the beast had made the decision to try to fight the ship. Barely having to raise much to break the plain of the water its tendrils snaked out waiting to wrap up the ship to hopefully stop it and sink the ship that was known for its victories in the open ocean.

Then it was made clear to the captain and his crew, a giant squid came above the sea level to challenge the ship.

At that moment the captain grinned,but only slightly, knowing that his prize with luck on his side would win the day and have yet another tale for when they the ship docked again. This was the prey that he and his crew sought, and what they were to look for every time they went to sea. They were seekers of giant squids that would challenge even the most seasoned sailors.

“Run out the spear guns! Full sail!We are going in for the attack!” Yelled the captain as the many hands worked quickly to get everything ready in short order.

The captain then turned to his first mate and said “And make sure the barrels below are prepared”.

The ship was to be on the squid in a mere minute but the captain had to make sure his plan was ready if they were to keep true to their other stories they had told. Within half a minute the first mate rushed back to the deck telling the captain that everything was prepared. As such news arrived the ship bared down on the beast.

As the ship closed the distance so did the tendrils of the squid begin to constrict the ship and as the bow smashed into it the tendrils wrapped tightly around the hull,allowing almost no movement from the ship. But the captain only slightly grinned again knowing that so far everything had gone to plan.

“Fire the spears!” Announced the Captain.

The spears flew out but not to pierce the flesh of the beast but merely to also wrap around the tendrils,intertwining the ship and squid even further. Some might think this foolish but no one had the number of victories that the Russell had.

From any outside observer it would of seemed that the captain had made a dangerous folly and that the ship would soon be drug into a watery grave losing all hands. The squid feeling that it had the advantage started to lower its body into the water tipping the bow lower than the horizon line. But again the captain slight grinned.

As the squid fought to bring the vessel to its demise it seemed to be losing its hold for the ship would continue to fight against the strength of this great beast. The Squid kept trying to drag but could barely make any process, instead the squid was pulling itself away from the ship only to be hoisted back up to the ship. Up and Down the ship and Squid went making humping sounds as the Squid's body would slam to the bottom of the ship when its own tendrils, firmly kept in place from the

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