The loud commotion behind the garage-like panel had stopped. Chloe had been listening intently and though she was overjoyed that Monica (and Ramone) had come to rescue her, she knew that something was wrong when the clashing of swords had stopped.

The gruff voice of a soldier accosted her from behind the door. "Young queen, your rather beautiful female sword fighter has been defeated and we have your goatman at our mercy."

"Oh no…" Chloe said softly, her hands touching her lilywhite cheeks. "They've gotten the best of both of them."

"We are getting the battering ram," the soldier said. "But if you wish to surrender yourself, this will be a lot less painful for your friends."

Chloe was silent as her heart raced. She leaned with her backside to the door.

"Well well," Rosemary scoffed. "Now is the time. Does the so-called queen of the pirates hide herself behind the door while her comrades are butchered?!"

"No," Chloe said as she fidgetted with her ruffled tanktop. "But there are so many of them."

"Well then," Rosemary said. "I don't believe you are the fearsome queen of the pirates then. But did you forget something? A little thing in your head? Something that gives you astounding powers that a mere mortal doesn't possess?"

"My demon eye!" Chloe exclaimed, a catlike brightness in her one good eye."

"Yes…" Rosemary boasted. "You may not be the queen of the pirates, but you can be a DEMON queen if you want!"

"Open up now!" the soldier demanded, "Or we shoot both your criminal friends dead on the spot!"

"Oh…" Chloe said, her pale limbs glowing bright purple. "I'm coming out alright!"

Veins popped and muscles defined themselves like a pro weight lifter's physique. Chloe picked up the sliding door and tore it out of the frame. Several soldiers stood with their mouths gaping as Chloe balanced the enourmous bullet proof panel in her hands.

"M-m-my queen!" Ramone gasped as a soldier held him by the scruff of his neck.

"I'm happy to see you too, Rammy," Chloe said with a wink. "How about I help you out this sea pickle!

With a demonic and congested roar, Chloe slammed the panel right into the squadron of soldiers, and it crashed through the window pane, taking all of them with its trajectory into the depths below.

"Well," Ramone laughed quietly, as Chloe's veiny arms returned to their boney thin length. "Hopefully that closes the garage door on this adventure!"

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As the enormous draft chilled the two, Chloe didn't laugh at his joke. She ran to the swordswoman on the ground. "What happened to the swordslady," Chloe asked, turning pale. "Is she okay?"

Ramone crouched down to check Monica's pulse. "Still living," he said as he turned to his queen. "That syringe wielding paychotic nurse managed to stab her with who knows what kind of shot? It knocked her out in seconds flat."

"That nasty nurse," Chloe grimaced. "She's lucky I don't find her and make mincemeat out of her."

"Oh don't worry," Ramone scoffed again. "Miss Monica really got the DROP on her."

"No time for your upper class puns," Chloe shouted. "Rammy, we gotta get her to safety. She may not be a pirate, but she's still on my crew."

Passion blazed in Chloe's good eye. "And when you're on my crew, no one's booty is expendable!"

"Yes ma'am," Ramone said and together they picked up Monica's body.

As they moved as fast as they could to escape Dedlam Asylum, Ramone grunted, having to carry Monica's torso.

"Why do I get the heavy end!" Ramone gasped.

"That isn't the heavy end!" Chloe remarked wryly. "But I'm your queen so you must listen to me!"

They took the elevator to the bottom floor, and quickly, they dashed outside. Together, Ramone and Chloe were battered by the stormy weather and the cold front temperates, but both worked hard to carry their comrade into Mainland Square. "Where do we go now, my queen?" Ramone asked. "I'm not sure my back can take this much weight."

"Think how she feels, Rammy," Chloe said. "Perhaps we can take her to the local hospital…?"

Thunder crashed over Dedlam Asylum and both of them shook their heads. "Nah!"

"Then let's escape!" Chloe said. "To the harbor bar!"

"Why are we going there?!" Ramone asked.

"To find us a ship captain with a boat!" the young girl said.

They barged into the swinging doors of the harbor bar together. Immediately, Ramone and Chloe were on the receiving end of several odd looks. A tiny girl with an odd eyeball and a posh satyr with a torn and ripped tuxedo were clearly not regular patrons in a tavern for scurvy sailors. It didn't help that they were carrying an unconcious and rather attractive woman dressed in swordfighter garb in their hands.

"How would one of you lucky sailors like to carry the pirate queen and her crewmates across the sea?!" Chloe said boastfully. "There will be plenty of booty."

The sailors who had turned around from the counter on their barstools were puzzled. Many of them scratched their cheeks avoiding the scars and stitching on their faces. "Oy… can you believe this?" one of them said. "I hope I didn't drink too much."

Chloe stomped her foot angrily when she was met by their silence. "I can't believe I have no takers."

"I'm afraid, my queen!" Ramone said nervously. "We'd probably need someone as crazy as us to take us up on the offer!"

"Yo-ho! Yo-ho and a bottle of Yo-ho!" a voice sang loudly behind them.

The door flew open and Chloe and Ramone widened their eyes. There stood a man who was round and plump. He was dressed in a navy blue naval trench coat with a red and white striped shirt stretched over his belly. His tangled beard resembled a grey and brown raccoon showed to his face and he sported a black pirate hat that wasn't fixed straight in his head. Otherwise, the most notable feature--he possessed two bottles of a drink called Yo-Ho. One was in his hand (he took swigs from it) and the other supported his missing left calf like a peg leg.

"Aw'right lubbers!" he cried at the top of his phlegmy lungs. "Which one of you wants to help Captain Abacab on an all expense paid trip to find the elusive whale with the polka dotted tail!"

"We do!" Chloe exclaimed with starry eyes.

"Absolutely not," Ramone screamed. "My queen, this guy looks like a wobbly drunkard!"

"'Tis chocolate soda, matey!" Captain Abacab said holding a bottle of Yo-Ho in his face.

"Please Rammy," Chloe cooed, trying to make her eyes bigger and shinier. (Though Rosemary's wouldn't comply) "This might be our only chance to save swordslady!"