pirate king (pirate!au) ➵ ateez ✔️

possessed

Your breath catches in your throat.

But... they won't even remember you.

All the memories you've made with them, the first time you had gone drinking with them in the tavern, to learning how to use a sword with Jongho and Yunho, from the time Hongjoong had journeyed with you through the sea witch's lair, to sitting on the pink beaches of Eleuthera with Mingi. Learning how to cook with Seonghwa and Yeosang saving you from a bullet. Embracing in the darkness of nightmares with San and sitting on the masts with Wooyoung to watch the sunrise.

They're all going to be erased.

All gone.

This entire life would have been worth for nothing.

"But I have a plan."

Your eyes widen at the news, and you look up to see your captain with a shadowed, pensive expression on his face. "Earlier today, while you were still unconscious, an envoy from the Royal Navy approached us. He said that the commander-" you catch the almost imperceptible grit of his teeth, "-would be willing to speak to us on a small island somewhere between where the two of us are now. A no man's land, if you will. To, well, negotiate."

That can't be right, you think, confused. The Royal Navy clearly has the upper hand in this situation, so why would they be willing to negotiate?

"Of course I know it could be a trap." Hongjoong's sigh breaks your train of thought, and you look up to see him running a hand through his hair. "But it's the best option that we have now. Wooyoung, Yeosang and I will be going tomorrow while the rest of the crew will be targeting the command ship, so I want you to stay with San - safe and out of sight."

You want to argue. It's got to be a trap, you can't just go blindly walking into it like that! But you only nod, quiet and accepting, eyes downcast. The sides of Hongjoong's mouth turns up in a sad smile.

"Good girl." He exhales, breath a little shaky - he must be afraid, too. "We'll come back to you, alright? Since you promised me that you'd stay alive, I need to do so too, am I right?"

If you were in control of your own body right now, you would have burst into tears at his words. The weight of the dagger is heavy in your had, yet you can't let go of it, metal seared to your skin. Hongjoong rises to his feet, turning away from you to look over the map spread out over his table. "If it all goes according to plan tomorrow, we'll be able to escape."

His back is turned to you.

You frantically try to scream, to make him turn around, to warn him somehow, but your body refuses to listen to you. You rise from the bed, dagger clutched in hand, taking slow, measured steps towards him.

No!

"It'll be a narrow chance, of course, but it's still better than giving you up to the Royal Navy." Hongjoong continues to speak, tracing the map with a finger. Your hand is trembling, as you desperately attempt to wrench your hand away from its intended path - you won't let yourself hurt your captain, not now, not ever.

Don't do it, you beg yourself. Please, don't make me do this. I'd rather die than hurt him like this-

Despite your best efforts, however, your arm raises the blade high into the air, your eyes fixed firmly on the side of his neck, where warm lifeblood flows the strongest. Just one slash, quick and clean, and you'll be free once again-

All of a sudden, there's a wicked fast flash of silver, and the point of something cold presses to the tip of your throat.

You find yourself staring down a long silver blade, a single cold, green eye reflected in vicious steel. A bead of cold sweat trickles down the back of your neck as you look up to see the man in front of you.