The invigorating sea mist anoint her face; showering her platinum hair with a slight mist. “CAPTAIN! Her first-mate screamed, alerting her to the powerful presence of an open sea storm. “Archer, you old seadog up into the crow’s nest” She commanded, fixing her eye’s to the storm brewing maybe 30 minutes away.

“Blimey, Archer count how far out she is, I want a detailed answer; when my hands return to deck” The red armor clad buccaneer callously watch her subordinates tend to their duties before heading to her quarters. Descending from the deck her eyes fell a masked man sitting with his back towards her.

“Ye failed, It’s not overly surprising coming from ye, Liafador” Faatina took a seat behind her desk; eying the masked “Beta-Wave Baron; Kane Liafador”. “Ye told me, you’d bring me the mask of cortez” There was a hint of sardonicism in her voice, having known Ziccarra; it didn’t strike her as a surprise as to how he came up empty handed.

The ship violently began to rock; neither Kane, nor Faatina moved with the turbulent vessel. The sound of her fellow buccaneers scampering on deck, brought a slight smirk to the face of Kane.

“Ziccarra… is not in… possession of the… mask; however we can still proceed without it” He reassured her, taking a shot of whiskey.

“There’s no doubt in my mind that the plan is achievable, It would’ve been a lot easier with the mask” She retorted, taking a moment to flash the flawlessness of her cutlass.

The rain of the impeding storm begin to barrel down upon them; the continued display of mental permanency, between both Kane and Faatina was a silent demonstration of the resiliency they both harbored.

“Where’s… the… wizard?”

“He’s a vampire, and a warlock; although I’m pretty sure he’s more vampire” Kane didn’t look to interested in the biography of Daphne but, his absence still perturbed him. “It is to my knowledge that he is still looking for his book.”

Faatina rose from her feet, strapping her cutlass on her back before moving back towards the deck. “A man with… infinite magic prowess… can’t find one little girl? …incompetence”

Kane walk one pace behind Faatina, their volatile relationship not built on trust; the three of them; Kane, Faatina, and Daphnes, were in it to build what each of them thought the world should be.

Returning to the deck, the ship was in the middle of the sea storm; she smiled watching how diligently her crew worked to keep them afloat.

“Not a scratch…impressive” He whispered, his raspy voice causing some soreness in the throat.

“I thought you knew, this ship is only pervious to magic” Faatina turned back to Kane with a deviant smirk on her face.

Descending from the staircase; she moved through the hordes of former cypher members, accessing the work they achieved. “GANGWAY!!!!” Someone yelled, the swabs began pushing and shoving to make way for Faatina.

“I don’t… like you… Knightfall” Kane expressed, keeping his hands behind his back as to not alert the neighboring Buccaneers. “The prearrangement of this….duet is the same…. as before; however if that…were to change…just know I’ll…kill…you” He hissed.

The Cerise Swashbuckler chuckled, nonchalantly relocating a strand of unmanageable hair; and placing it behind her ear. “Ya hear that me mateys, this lubber here thinks he can kill your captain” The wild buccaneers swarm around both her and Kane; letting out a boisterous yell of solidarity.

“You aren’t the first Liafador to try lad; and to that I say fair winds, when this little duet is done; and you find it in your heart to act upon those feelings. I will be sure to wash the poop deck with your blood” Kane’s smile could be seen from the corner of his mask, he and Faatina were the black sheep’s of their respective families; but even in alliance they would not allow one another to gain too much of an advantage.

Tilting his head towards the island, his eyebrow rose just a bit. “A bat. In the middle of the day?” His skepticism confirmed by an instantaneous metamorphosis process. The thick black powder smoke clear in the air, in the aftermath; an older man dressed in 18^th century Victorian clothes; stood amidst the party.

“Allow me to elucidate you, Mr. Liafador; this is Mariner Bay; on the outer fringes of the Black Kingdom. I am Daphnes Alain Whinecrest”.

Faatina and the Kane stood side by-side watching the theatrics of the warlock, now that all three of them were together; the progression of 1984 could continue.

Liafador International Threat Registration

Name: Faatina Malika Knightfall

Birthplace:

Bhagalpur, India

Age: Roughly 43 years old.

Parents: Adoptive Mother and Father deceased. Birth mother, deceased. Birth father: Jayden Knightfall.

Bio: Faatina was the first child of Jayden Knightfall, her mother; an Austrian accountant died giving birth to her. Her father at the time, was far too young to take care of her. He gave Faatina up for adoption as a child, to an Indian family. Her new family, allowed her to keep her last name, as a homage to her father who sacrificed his right's for the child's safety. For most of her life, her family supplied everything she needed, but on October 24, 1989 the Bhagalpur riots took her adoptive parents, once again reducing her to somewhat of an orphan.

Faatina was mentored by, high ranking Israeli officials, and used her knowledge to train her own squad of mercenaries.After four years in Israel, she broke away from her military affiliation and, founded CYPHER. Known for her extensive military strategies; she increased her wealth by profiting off the war between Muslims and Jews. Her Cypher organization experienced unprecedented popularity, but left Israel for Tibet.

Upon setting up shop in Tibet, Faatina was met by stiff resistance, by the Red Cardinals. Ziccarra Liafador, the youngest child of Sabella and Ramon Liafador; had risen to the top of the Liafador family, and in the process switched the once righteous cardinals to a murderous cult.

Because of how intricate her planning was, Cypher managed to beat the Cardinals, at every battle; until the Tibetan government could no longer provide payment for her services. Not long after the Cypher left, The Red Cardinals took over in the Tibetan provinces.

"Threat Level: B. Faatina has been quiet for quite sometime; however with no surefire way to locate her, she has the distinct advantage in appearing anywhere. Though she is more likely to appear where the monetary value is high; thinking she'll be quite for too long is a foolish thought."