Context: One moment, you were working your normal routine aboard a research vessel deep in space. The next, your crew was being rounded up by the Dread Pirate Argent. A figure feared throughout both space and time, you can't fathom why he's targeted your ship. All he says is that he is seeking his prize.

Setting: The research vessel/Argent's ship

Tags:[M4A][Captive Romance][Sadodere Space Pirate Captain Speaker][Brave Biologist Listener][Captive][Cruel][Prize][Sci-Fi][Space Pirates][Horror Elements][Spicy][Kisses][Reveal][Mate][Lore Drops][Transformation][CW: Violence/Threats/High Spice Levels/Disturbing Imagery]

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[Scene opens within a once calm spaceship]

[SFX: Alarms/chaos/people screaming]

[One moment, you were in the middle of your work day. The next, the entire ship is in chaos as a calm, sadistic voice echoes across the COMMs]

“Good morning, my little team of engineers and scientists. You might have already noticed that your Captain’s reedy, pathetic little voice has been replaced by the debonair, suave Dread Pirate Argent’s. Let’s hear how people feel about that, shall we?”

[SFX: A bit of scratching and muffled screams]

“Ahh, I do love the sound of productive little worker bees pleading for their lives. Alrighty… I’m sure you’re all aware of what to do if I theoretically ever came about. Let’s go ahead and put that into practice, hmmm?”

[Pause]

[His voice fades a touch as if he’s leaned back from the mic]

“Men, go ahead and round them up. Line them up against the walls outside the Captain’s room. He’ll tell me which sweet little prize he’s going to trade me to spare him. I’m just oh-so-excited. Aren’t you, boys?”

[SFX: The COMMs cutting off and people being rounded up]

[Like everyone else, you are dragged in front of the Captain’s room and shoved against the wall with the others. It isn’t long before the Dread Pirate himself makes an appearance]

“Ahh, here we are. Not many of you, are there? Less than twenty… Interesting for a ship this size.”

[He walks down the line of people, staring each of you down for a few seconds before moving on]

[Pause]

“Hmm. You.”

[He stops in front of you and presses his blade to your neck]

[SFX: A sword being drawn]

“Sword to your neck, starsong. Tell me what you and your little friends are doing on this ship.”

[...]

[His eyes narrow]

“Mmh… No fear? Not for yourself, no. You sorts are all about sacrificing yourself to save other miserable little specks. Fine.”

[SFX: The sword being swung slightly to the side]

[His blade moves from your neck to the young woman next to you]

“You. Woman who looks like she’s about to lose her breakfast. What are you doing here?”

[...]

[The woman shakes and stammers, looking about desperately for help]

“Words, woman. You can use them. I’m speaking the Trader’s Tongue. I have a very sharp blade that’s going to open your neck in one flick if you don’t cooperate. So, again… What are you and your crew doing on this ship?”

[...]

“...Three.”

[...]

“Two.”

[SFX: Some stirring among his men]

[You speak before you can think and he turns back to you, smiling pleasantly]

“There, see? Your goody-two-shoes friend here stepped in to save you, just as predicted. Isn’t that sweet?”

[The woman nods, tears streaming down her cheeks]

[Pause.]

“I’m paying attention to you, starsong, I am. Go on. Sing pretty for me.”

[Long Pause]

“...Studying the Pox, hm? Trying to find a cure for it, yes… Of course. Why wouldn’t Atlantis send its best and brightest to study the galaxy’s most devastating virus in private? You’d think they’d have provided better security, though… Or ones that could survive the vacuum of space.”

[Pause?]

“Do I gain anything from raiding a ship full of scientists and engineers? Hmm, no, I suppose not. Save for my normal prize.”

[...?]

[He smiles, eyes twinkling with malice]

“I did say prize, yes. Pirates do raid for treasure, after all. True, I can’t do much with your little equipment or chemicals, but… a warm body is always welcome.”

[Pause…]

[You’re eye-to-eye with him now and every part of him makes you squirm]

“Squirmy thing… You’re a top-rank biologist if the symbols on your suit are an indicator. Ooh, and an engineer? I do adore an overachiever, desperate to prove themselves in the vast, frightening universe. Yes… You’d look a monster in the eye without flinching… but you have the brains to admit when you are afraid.”

[Pause.]

[His eyebrows raise and you see his crewmates look between each other]

“You’ll go willingly… Provided I spare everyone else here?”

[Pause.]

[He leans closer, lips inches away from yours, and voice breathy as he whispers]

“Then seal the deal with a kiss. It is the pirate way, after all…”

[Pause.]

[He chuckles, smile fanged]

“Oh, I like you. You have some fire in your veins. True, true, it’s not the pirate way, but it is my way and, if you’re going to come willingly, that means you’re my prize, to do with as I see fit. And I want to pin you against this wall and kiss you until you can’t ever look your coworkers in the eye again. So…”

[SFX: Him pinning the Listener/some muffled, worried murmurs]

“Shut up and give me those lips.”

[He doesn’t give you a chance to argue and kisses you, tongue down your throat before you can blink]

[Note: Recommend improv for smooches]

[Pause!!!]

[After a bit, he pulls back, tongue still out]

“Mmh… And you taste delicious. Goodness me, I don’t think I could have done any better in finding a prize to cherish.”

[...]

[He smiles and winks at you]

“Don’t get too riled up, dear. You’ll have me to yourself soon enough and we can work out all of those nerdy little fantasies of yours, together.”

[...]

“Yes, yes, try not to let your knees wobble too hard. Men, escort them to my chambers. Oh, and, do whatever you feel like with the others. Just don’t kill them, alrighty?”

[Pause!!]

[SFX: The Listener being grabbed and struggling]

“Hmm? What’s that? I promised I wouldn’t hurt them. Oh love, no no no… I promised I wouldn’t kill them. They might wish for death after this, though. Some of my men can be a bit sadistic, after all.”

[Pause!!]

[He smiles calmly at you as you kick and struggle]

“I do love it when they shout ‘please’ with such desperation. You’ve surrendered yourself to me already, starsong. You have nothing more to offer me that would sway me.”

[...]

[His eyebrow perks but his expression betrays nothing]

“...Anything, you say?”

[Pause.]

[He ponders this for a moment before he gestures to his men]

“Sorry, boys. I’ll find you nicer playthings at our next stop. Can’t afford to pass up on an opportunity like this. No warm bodies tonight, but plenty of food and drink, hm?”

[His crew toast with a cheer, already well into the beer supply]

[...]

“Come. If you’re offering me anything I want, then I can escort you to my chambers myself. Say goodbye to your little friends, dear. You won’t see them again.”

[...]

[SFX: The Listener and Argent’s crew boarding the ship]

“Silvas, get the ship in the air and headed toward Horizon-12 if you’d be so kind. I need to chat with my prize.”

[SFX: Spaceship humming/boots on a metal walkway]

“Here we are. Your new home.”

[...]

“Aww. You’re scared, aren’t you?”

[...]

[His slender fingers rest gently on your shoulders. You flinch on instinct]

“Shh… Don’t be afraid. You offering yourself to me willingly is going to make your life that much easier. Here, sit on the bed.”

[SFX: A bed creak]

[...]

[He chuckles quietly]

“Oh, look at your hands tremble as you try and undo the buttons on your uniform. Not so fast, my dear… You need to know something about me before we start exploring each other. The first is that I’m not quite as human as I look. In fact, there is no name for my kind. But you might appreciate this, as a biologist. Here, watch my right hand.”

[Pause…?]

[SFX: Flesh reconfiguring in a most unfortunate way]

[You watch in mute horror as the flesh on his hand peels back, being translucent and black as ichor]

“Haha, yes. I can manipulate my body at will. Not unlike a shapeshifter, I suppose, but I don’t function as well on my own. Part two to my little confession is, well… I can do anything I wish. Almost. I can’t infect people with my essence without them being willing. I think I’m meant to save that for finding a mate, regardless. Or… was meant to.”

[Pause…]

[The horrifying revelation hits you exactly as your stomach rolls with pain]

[Pause!!]

[He smiles and sits next to you]

“Hmhm… I did give you a little piece of me when we kissed, yes. It would have been totally inert… if you hadn’t agreed to do anything for me to keep your little friends alive. A very noble sacrifice, I feel.”

[...]

“Here, let me rest a hand on your stomach… Already thrumming away. Don’t worry, it’s not an egg or anything untoward. Don’t want to rush on having a brood, do we? No, no… This is just a piece of me that means I’ll always be with you, no matter where you go.”

[...]

[He tilts your head to face him, smile unhinged this time]

“...So don’t try escaping me. Understood? Mate or not, I will not tolerate any disobedience.”

[Pause]

“Good. Now, why don’t you go ahead and get a bath? Or have a nap. The assimilation process is, from what I can tell, very uncomfortable, at times.”

[He stands as your body breaks out in a cold sweat]

“I need to go and help plot our course but… I will be back soon. Then, you’ll have me all to yourself, my dear. How exciting for us both, hmhm.”

[...]

[SFX: A faint ringing in the Listener’s ears/ their heartbeat quickening]

“Ah, and there it goes. Hmhm. You might hear some whispering. See some unusual things. It’s all-natural, I promise. I’ll check in on you in a bit, starsong.”

[SFX: The heartbeat quickening and the door to his room hissing open]

“See you soon, my prize… If you need to scream, feel free to.”

[With that, he is gone. Most of him, anyway]

[To be continued?]

Note: So, this is a teaser for a script that is, in its current state, 38 minutes long or so. Folks on Twitter were interested so I promised I’d post a teaser. Here it is. ~Jazz hands~.