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The Rainmaker Heist: Coroika Pirate AU Chapter 4

HI sorry this update is like--- a week late, I've kinda been procrastinating and also stuck on how to write this update lmao. Not much I want to say this time around, so please enjoy! :D

Here is a link to the main thread + other chapters!

Word Count: 1,768

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[sail towards the ominous clouds]

“I hope you know what you’re doing Captain,” Half Rim mumbled.

“Of course I do!” Gloves reassured him as they sailed towards the ominous collection of clouds.

As the ship slowly approached the shadowy cloud, it began to rain pale blue ink. Confused, Gloves held out his hand.

“Oh, it must be an ink storm,” he commented, “That probably means there’s pirates nearby…” There was a long pause before Gloves widened his eyes with shock. “There’s pirates nearby!”

“Well, judging by the direction the cloud is going… I say it’s recent and it’s almost straight ahead,” Straps chimed in, “We could turn around now while there’s still time-- or, we could keep going. So far I'm not seeing anything up ahead."

Gloves was handed a telescope. However, there was not much to see other than the bare ocean. “Let’s keep sailing forward,” Gloves insisted, “But slow down in case there’s something hiding under the water. So far I’m not seeing any other ships out here.”

Gloves handed the telescope back to Half Rim. He then reached in his pocket, pulling out Army’s manual. The ship slowly sailed out of the ink storm as the pale blue ink on board began to fade. Gloves spared a glance towards the pale blue ink on the ship’s deck.

“I wonder if it’s written anywhere who’s ink color this belongs to,” Gloves wondered out loud. He flipped through a couple pages. There was a section with different pirate crews and a small swatch of their ink colors. Half Rim wandered over and peeked over Gloves’ shoulder. "I wonder if I'm in the manual. That'd be pretty cool."

“The ink color looks like— The X Blood’s,” Half Rim said as dead crept in his voice, “Captain, maybe we should head back—“

“The X-Bloods have bright cyan ink, not pale blue,” Gloves replied, “I don’t think any of them have an Ink Storm anyways. I would think they have something a bit more destructive, y’know? They’re cool like that.”

“Uh huh—”

“Captain! I see a ship!” Clips exclaimed, “Sea vessel at Twelve O'clock! It looks like… they’re parallel to our ship. They’re heading straight towards us. I don’t think I’ve ever seen that flag before… it’s— different from the ones we usually see.”

“What? Can I see?” Gloves ran to the side of the ship.

Clips handed him the telescope as Gloves peered through it. It was a black flag with three pale blue squids painted on it. The pale blue was the same as the ink storm from before.

“Huh, that’s a flag I’ve never seen before,” he said, lowering the telescope. “Let me check the manual.”

As Gloves flipped through the pages, Half Rim walked over too and took the telescope from Gloves.

“Interesting…. It might be a cargo ship of some sorts,” Half Rim suggested, looking through the telescope, “Sometimes they hang pirate flags up to make them less of a target. Pirates would rather go after people who don’t know how to fight back, rather than someone who does.”

“Aw man, I'm not in the manual” Gloves said as he flipped through the pages, “Wow, I would think I have a page or two in here— Maybe I should write--“

“Would you please focus on the task at hand!?” Half Rim exclaimed, punching Gloves in the shoulder.

“Right, right I know,” Gloves replied with a roll of his eyes, “So far there’s nothing, it might be a cargo ship like you said. But with that flag, I’m getting a feeling that’s not the case.”

Gloves snapped the manual shut and shrugged with nonchalance. He handed the manual to Half Rim, “Besides, even if they were some big scary pirate crew, it would already be in the manual!”

“Yeah, I would think so too,” Half Rim mumbled, “How interesting.”

Gloves looked up as the Ink Storm from earlier began to clear. He looked down at his hand at the pale blue ink.

“Why don’t we steer around them?” Gloves asked, looking over at Straps who was steering the ship. He reached in his pocket, pulling out a compass, “It’s a bit too late to turn around—"

Gloves looked at his compass. Somehow, the bright red needle seemed to be spinning wildly.

“What the— Is anyone else’s compass acting up or is it just me?” Gloves asked, looking around.

Half Rim took out his compass. The bright red needle was spinning around in a disorderly manner. “Nope, it’s not just you, Captain.”

The crew perked up as the sea vessel in front of them drew nearer. Gloves squinted, noticing a large satellite dish tied to the crow’s nest of the ship. Gloves tucked the compass away in his coat pocket and looked over at Straps.

“Just hang on a second! I could try talking to the other pirates to see if they’re friendly,” Gloves said. He shrugged with nonchalance, “I mean, I guess it’s worth a shot."

The large ship rocked the waves back and forth as it approached. The sun was beginning to set, the orange skies reflecting onto the violent waves. Gloves took a deep breath as the ship slowly steered parallel to them. The vessels were so close they could almost place a wooden plank down and walk across.

“You sure you know what you’re doing?” Half Rim asked.

“Oh yeah, of course,” Gloves reassured, adjusting his coat, “I can handle this— in a cool way. Just— Keep the weapons prepared in case I mess this up."

Gloves walked over to the side railing of the ship. The other ship was mostly covered with the dark shadows casted by the setting sun. There were some inklings aboard but their faces were mostly covered by shadows casted from the sails. But, from what Gloves could tell— there was no emotion behind their eyes. Their eyes felt lifeless and monotonous.

“Hello!” Gloves waved at the inklings, then pointed to himself, “My name is Gloves! Captain Gloves of the Dualie Pirates! Who are you guys? I don’t think I’ve ever seen your flag before.”

The other inklings didn’t respond, only staring back at him. Gloves tilted his head with confusion, looking at Half Rim and shrugging.

“…Did I say something wrong?” Gloves asked with a puzzled expression on his face, “Which one of you is the captain of the ship?”

Gloves was met with nothing but silence. The inklings aboard all exchanged a look, but still didn’t say anything. Gloves couldn't tell if it was confusion or they were just choosing to ignore him.

“Ah… the silence treatment,” Gloves lowered his voice, looking over at Half Rim “Alright then… um— maybe they speak another language? I don’t know much of—“

Gloves was interrupted when a door opened on the other ship. Out walked a pale blue inkling wearing a peculiar looking headset. A visor covered his eyes with two antennae sticking out on either side of it. He looked different than the other inklings aboard. He wore a golden armband along with a black vest and black pants. He walked over to the side railing where Gloves stood.

“Oh! You must be the Captain!” Gloves exclaimed, “Nice headset, it looks cool.”

“I am! and thanks! I made it myself actually,” the latter replied with a smile. He spared a glance over at Gloves’ crew, “I don’t think I’ve ever seen you before around here, who are you?”

“My name is Gloves! Captain, Gloves of the Dualie Pirates!” He smiled, “Who are you?”

“Oh, pirates,” the latter mumbled under his breath. However, he gave Gloves a reassuring smile, “You can call me Hivemind."

“…You’ll have to excuse my crew as well,” Hivemind continued, “They don’t like to talk much. But don’t worry, they’re nice once you get to know them better.”

“Oh, I see,” Gloves said, “…So, Hivemind— I don’t think I've ever seen you around… or have heard about you before. Are you guys pirates too or—“

“I don’t like that word, pirates are nothing but filthy thieves,” Hivemind simply replied, “I wouldn't necessarily call us that. We just consider ourselves a... sailing crew, instead."

“Ah— Right—“

“What brings you out to sea? Are you looking for treasure?”

“I’m looking for the Rainmaker,” Gloves answered, “I read about it in— a book. I heard it used to be in the possession of the Headband Pirates but it was stolen, I don’t know by who though. It would be really cool if I could find it though!”

“The Rainmaker? Oh! I’ve seen it before!”

Gloves lit up with excitement, “You have?! Where?!”

“Of course! The Wireglass Pirates and I are good friends,” Hivemind grinned, “I remember they were telling me about the Rainmaker. It was aboard their ship, last I saw it.”

“Woah!! Cool!!” Gloves replied, “I really want to see this thing for myself, I’ve only heard rumors about it! Where can I find the Wireglasse Pirates?”

“Oh— That’s the thing,” Hivemind sighed with disappointment, “The Wireglasse Pirates… they recently got into a conflict with the S4. I’m sure you’ve heard of them too. It was a terrible fight, it left all of them badly wounded... I haven’t heard from them for a long time now.”

Gloves was taken aback by Hivemind’s answer. He exchanged a look with Half Rim, then looked back over at Hivemind. “What? They were— defeated? By the S4?”

Hivemind nodded. “From what I’ve heard, they hid the Rainmaker on their ship as a last ditch effort to keep it safe.”

“How long ago was this?”

“Months ago,” Hivemind replied, “I haven’t heard a single thing from them ever since. I really am worried about my friends, I hope they’re doing okay…” Hivemind sighed and rested his cheek in his palm glumly.

Gloves looked over at Half Rim, then back over at Hivemind awkwardly. Gloves looked behind him at his crew, who had been listening to the conversation.

Hivemind then perked up as if an idea had popped into his head.

“Hey, since you’re looking for the Rainmaker and I want to find my friends,” Hivemind began, “I’ll make you a deal. You help me find the Wireglasse Pirates and I’ll help you get the Rainmaker.”

“What?”

“You said you wanted the Rainmaker, right?” Hivemind said with a smile, “We both want to find the Wireglasse Pirates for different reasons, but why not work together? I could help you get the Rainmaker, the Wireglasse Pirates are my friends after all— it’s not like they were using it anyways. I just need you to help me find them!”

‘You— You think that would work?”

“I mean, it’s worth a shot,” Hivemind laughed, “Once you find them, just bring them to me. I’m sure they’d be more than thrilled to see me after so many months apart. Then, I help you with the Rainmaker. What do you think?”

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TL;DR: Gloves meets Hivemind, who says he's friends with the pirates that have the Rainmaker. He offers to help Gloves get the Rainmaker if he can find them.

Thank you for reading!!! :D I'll hopefully have the next update out-- on time, sorry to keep y'all waiting :"

#im having fun writing Hivemind's character #he's such a silly guy #is he trustworthy though???? thats another question for another day #woooo #spooky spooky #coroika pirate au #splatoon

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