Tuesday, September 12, 2017

The Warrior "The Treaty" S1 E18

Meanwhile in Skull Island, where tensions are becoming high as the cold air and signs of winter begin to spread everywhere, causing crops to die and plantations to fail, food for the pirate army begin to become scarce. The citizens in the area soon become weary and begin to lose faith and hopes for the pirate army to win the war against the armadas if providing food is already becoming an issue. Mooshu, a place where the sun is always shinning and filled with endless amounts of crops, was a place the pirate army needed since the cold doesn't harm any of Mooshu's crops.
"The areas we won and took from the armadas are already in need for food," Benjen said, "We needed an agreement with Mooshu for purposes like this! Winter doesn't even come close to Mooshu."
Benjen was a young pirate, too young to even join the pirates army, but somehow with the help from Max, he was lucky enough to lie about his age to get into the army. He was like Max's little brother and meant the whole spiral to him. Every night, Max would help young Benjen train with swords, guns, and much more, eventually helping him become a valuable fighter. Luckily Benjen was taller than most, which helped a lot from the fact no other pirate, even Juhn and other warriors, would ever think he was only sixteen years old.
"The cold air is a clear sign," Spyder, a middle aged man only used for spying, said, "This will clearly be a long and deadly war if we cannot get the Mooshu treaty to Mooshu soon."
Benjen looked into Spyder's grey eyes and wide eyes, "If Derwitchi was smart, he would make another treaty fast before it's too late!"
Spyder shook his head, rubbing his long and thick white beard, "Mooshu wanted a signature from Arnley, the leader of Joraha. Arnley was really close with the rulers of Mooshu and even helped them build the great temples in Mooshu and provided crops for them, which eventually lead to their great supplies of crops. Sadly few weeks after Arnley signed the Mooshu treaty, the missing Mooshu Treaty, Arnley was stabbed twelve times in the stomach, eventually killing him. Without Arnley's approval for Mooshu to join the pirate army, the leaders of Mooshu wouldn't even supply us with single seed. A problem that Derwitchi, many warriors, and even Max knew about but yet didn't want anyone to find out because they knew it would start chaos. Chaos in wars that wasn't even caused by the enemy, but within, are the type of chaos that can easily defeat us."
Spyder's knowledge was greater than most, being around for decades Spyder has always been known as "the master of spies" and can find out anything even a light whisper in the dark night, Spyder has over hundreds of people, including young adults, spying and giving him information. Betraying or even talking bad about him will always lead to a missing body. All around the Spiral, not many ever heard of Spyder but if they did, they know how powerful he can be.
"You're telling me if people find out they're start rioting and worse?"
Spyder shook his head as he got closer to Benjen, "Words got around and lots of them already know about it. These people living all around us are more dangerous than you and I both think, they will of course riot...they will also burn buildings to the ground, stone the ones who're responsible, and if it comes down to it, they will overthrow Derwitchi and leave all of us without an army, which can lead to the armadas winning this war in just a few days. My little rats already informed me on everything I know, there will be riots, and it will be soon."
Benjen's face quickly become pale as he leaned back into his seat as if the whispers from Spyder were terrified enough to cause families just to move far away. He then begin to worry, believing Max and the rest could be killed just because of scarce of supplies. As his thoughts begin to cause his stomach to hurt and his head to spin, he looked up at Spyder, who looked calm as can be, "We need to go warn them."
Spyder shook his head, understanding how valuable he is not to Derwitchi and the rest. There was a reason why Spyder only took the news to someone like Benjen, someone who was close to someone trustworthy like Dorugh or Max. It was all part of Spyder's brilliant plan, believing that Juhn and the rest would have to believe a honest man like Benjen.
"You must go warn them," Spyder said as he noticed a few citizens walking by with rocks in their hands, "Quickly, boy!"

Derwitchi held an unexpected but also private meeting that he described as important and needed. He invited Juhn since he's the leader of the warriors, but most importantly, he made contact with Sanchi, who has the treaty. Dorugh and Max also attended the meeting since they were with Juhn and also Derwitchi believed they can track them down. Also those three and a few other senators that were close with Derwitchi, knew about their recent issue with food becoming more and more scarce. It's been a topic that made Derwitchi and his senate nervous and well aware for the last few days.
"Arnley is dead," Derwitchi annouced, starting the meeting out with terrible news, "He was the main reason why the leaders of Mooshu wanted to join us. Now with Arnley's death and his signature in the hands of a bunch of scavengers, our hopes of Mooshu joining us has dramatically declined!"
Suddenly the senators begin to freak out, all four of the senators started to panic and tried to talk over each other.
"This cannot be true," Senator Carthy said, "How could we lose so much food when we haven't even hit the midpoint of this war?"
Juhn laughed, "Midpoint?"
Senator Carthy then gave Juhn an evil stare, "Is something funny, warrior? Last time I recalled, you had the chance to get it back but you made someone with a sword and no experience beat you!"
Tensions begin to rise higher and this time it doesn't involve any of the citizens. Juhn stood up and threw up his hands as he and Carthy begin to yell at each other, eventually leading to Dorugh and Max both trying to calm the two down, which didn't work. Derwitchi sat back down, beginning to feel hopeless and disappointed as he begin to scratch his hair nervously.
"If we cannot remain calm by our own selves, how could we even help calm down the people?" Max said to Dorugh
Suddenly, the yelling stopped. Everyone turned around, facing the doors as both of the doors opened widely. Then, Benjen ran through the doors and fell, trying his best to recover after a long and endless run. Max quickly got up, wondering if Benjen went crazy, believing he did if he was dumb enough to interrupt a private and important meeting held by Lord Derwitchi. 
"It's about your people," Benjen said to Derwitchi, "Y...y-y-you cannot leave this building, you're not safe out there!"
The room then grew quiet, beside Benjen's heavy breathing. The senators, Juhn, Max, and Dorugh all turned to Derwitchi, awaiting for his response.
"Pirate," Derwitchi said to Benjen, "Do you not know who I am? My people will never turn on me! Max, Dorugh, escort him out of here because I believe he has gone mad!"
Max felt disappointed in Benjen for his stupid actions, grabbing him by his arm and helping him up but Benjen knew this was too important to just give up. Benjen then pushed Max away and got closer to Derwitchi, "They know about the scarce of food and about Arnley's death!"
Derwitchi suddenly took it all serious as he looked up at Juhn and the rest. He then stood up with a worried look on his face, "If he knows about the issues then everyone all around know about it...we must leave I am not safe here!"
Juhn quickly stopped Derwitchi from leaving the room, "You cannot protect yourself all alone, you can't go out there!"
Derwitchi knew he didn't need all of his guards, he believed he was safe just with the protection from Juhn and the three others. Meanwhile, Juhn felt like he and three about pirates could protect him and four other senators against hungry mobs but for some odd reason Derwitchi had to get back to his office.
"Max, Dorugh, and Ben," Juhn said, looking out of the window, "Get your rifles loaded and your swords in reach."

The whole island of citizens verse a warrior, commander, and two other pirates with little of experience, who has to protect their leader and a few other senators. The numbers and support were not in their odds, most of them thought, but Juhn and the other protectors knew they couldn't just be a bunch of sitting ducks. They knew they have to get Derwitchi and the other senators to a more protected area, filled with Derwitchi's guards.
"There could be at least two guards outside of the doors," Juhn said, bringing out his sword.
Loaded, prepared, and eager filled up the room, Dorugh and Max both opened up the doors, being the first two to run out with their eyes wider than most and guns aimed high with their swords in reach. Dorugh then motioned Benjen and the rest that it's clear.. for now. As Juhn led the rest out, Max went out further to only find two of Derwitchi's guards dead. Both of the guards laid there, blood dripping from their chest and their weapons still in their holsters. Max examined the wounds a bit closer and noticed it wasn't a gun or sword wound...but a wound from a metal rake.
"Farmers," Max said, stepping away from the two guards, "It has already sta..."
Suddenly three farmers ran out with their blood-dripping rakes raised him, running towards Max. He then aimed his rifle at one of the farmers and fired. The smoke from his rifle blinded him for a few seconds, unable to see if he hit one. Once the smoke cleared, there were three farmers still, who quickly ambushed Max.
"Look out!"
Benjen then fired his pistol, hitting one of the farmers who was closest to Max directly in the head, impressing Derwitchi and the other senators. Then Dorugh pulled out his sword as he shot another farmer down, pushing Max out of the way. Dorugh then swung the sword at the last farmer, not even thinking that the farmer was once friends with Dorugh, he only thought of the old farmer as an enemy and traitor. Dorugh then missed the farmer as he dodged his head and slammed the long and sturdy rake into Dorugh's arm, bringing all the attention towards him as he let out a painful cry. Max then ran towards Dorugh, firing and hitting the farmer in the chest, which eventually killed him.
"It's okay," Dorugh said, staring at his completely bloody hand from just touching his wound, "Let's just get them to safety!"
Max looked at the three stripes of blood on Dorugh's arm, noticing how much critical blood he was losing. The cuts were long, wide, and deep, and Max knew they had to stop for a few to stop the bleeding but Dorugh wanted to keep moving and wait later to stop the bleeding.
"If we don't stop the bleeding now then you won't make it far," Benjen pointed out as he ripped both of his slaves off to wrap around Dorugh's arm.
Meanwhile with Benjen and Max helped with Dorugh's wounds, Juhn walked over to the deceased farmers. All three faces looked familiar, he thought as he got closer to the body. Juhn then nod his head, he was disgusted with their actions on betraying their own sides because of a scarce of food...but Juhn was also disgusted with his self for the way he handled them. He then closed the eyes of one of the farmers he killed.
"I can't believe they tried to kill us," Juhn said, wiping the blood off of his hand, "We need to keep moving before more come."

"It was the poor," Benjen said, looking at the small fallen houses and mini tents that some called home.
They decided to take a different path where Derwitchi and the other senators could not be seen. Unfortunately, they had to go into the area where most of the homeless pirates lived...where the riots and mobs were planned. Derwitchi and the other senators didn't feel safe, looking at the disgusted and destroyed buildings, where most of the poor pirates lived. Children with no clothes on stared as they went by, giving them all death stares as if they were the ones who caused them to become poor.
"We're suppose to be leading them," Benjen whispered to Max, "But they think we started this...they're blaming us for making them poor, they blamed us or probably think of us when they are force to skip a meal or two because they don't have any."
Max shook his head shamelessly, avoiding eye contact with the homeless children and their parents, "Perhaps they're envious...or maybe are still waiting for our own council to do something to...to feed them."
Dorugh looked up and stared at the starving families. Bones, complete bones with skin, Dorugh thought as he stopped in front of a little girl who carelessly ran in front of him. Eventually the rest of them stopped after noticing Dorugh stopped in front of the girl. Slowly getting down on his knees, Dorugh admired her dark black eyes. Dorugh was completely blinded, not knowing that he was setting his comrades and the senate up.
Max and Benjen volunteered to be the lookouts, feeling as if they were being watched..and in a spot where the traitors would want them at. With Dorugh and the rest being blinded, Max and Benjen noticed citizens running into abandoned buildings, running up the stairs and hiding on the roofs.
"We're being watched," Max said, placing his sweaty hand on his holster, "We need to leave!"
Max and Benjen both turned around, watch Dorugh as he handed the little girl tiny plum. The little girl then shook her head and placed the plum back in Dorugh's hands. With a confused look on his face, Dorugh finally felt butterflies in his stomach.
Suddenly they heard roars of citizens all around them. Max and Benjen both turned back around, pulling out their pistols and aiming it at the top of buildings. Juhn quickly pulled out his sword and jumped in front of the senators. Dorugh quickly grabbed the little girl and held her tightly.
"Little girl," Dorugh yelled nervously, "What have you..."
A middle aged skinny man ran out in the wide open, throwing a long wooden spear that was sharper than any of the weapons they had. The spear blew past Max, scrapping the tip of his ears and directly hitting senator West in the chest. They then heard West scream of painful agony then dropping to the ground. Max jumped back up on his feet and fired his musket, killing the murderous traitor with one shot to the chest.
"These are our people," Juhn cried as he pulled out his sword to protect Derwitchi and the rest, "Don't harm any of them!"
Dorugh looked up with a confused look on his face, suddenly distracting him from the little girl. After noticing Dorugh looking away from her, she then clinched her hard leftover teeth in Dorugh's forearm, causing him to cry painfully as he released the little girl. Even with his own people shooting and trying to kill their leaders, Dorugh was still focused on the little girl.
"Don't let the girl get away!"
Taking out another citizen, Benjen heard Dorugh's cries and noticed the little girl running towards an old tavern. Benjen, who was foolish and young, dropped his musket and pulled out his sword, running towards the old and beat down tavern the little girl ran in.

After the door shut in the tavern, the only source of light vanished. Benjen stopped in front of fallen tables, the undesirable smell of deceased bodies and other humans feces made his stomach turn. Benjen felt like the little girl thought of them all as monsters, understanding why she vanished from Dorugh's arm and ran into a disgusted tavern like this.
"I won't hurt you," Benjen said, walking towards the disgusting smell, "We're not the enemies...we're not the monsters you think we are."
Benjen then stopped, hoping to hear the little girl's soft response but the only thing he could hear was the creaking floors. Each step got louder and louder, Benjen noticed as he stood still. He knew the little girl didn't have anything that could harm him on her, resulting in the young man putting up his sword.
"I am unarmed," Benjen said to what he thought was the little girl, "You're safe in here."
Finally the creaks from the old wooden floor stopped. Benjen grinned, knowing that the little girl was just a few feet away from him, right behind him. He slowly turned around, knowing that the little girl was right behind him, a little girl that was afraid of him...and also unarmed, Benjen thought. Suddenly Benjen heard a sword being removed from a holster...and then he heard a deep voiced man yell,
"Die ye traitor!" 
It was no little girl behind as he would hope for. Instead it was a tall middle aged man with blood all over his face. Blood all over his thin beard and all over his mouth like he ate the innocent little girl. It was a  complete nightmare, Benjen thought as he watched the homeless man tackle him to the ground. Completely surprised and unarmed, Benjen took the first three punches to the face. Knowing the fourth one would be coming, Benjen quickly moved his head away from the punch, causing the homeless man to punch the wooden floor. The young fighter then headbutted the homeless man off of him, quickly throwing him into a table.
"You killed the innocent little girl," Benjen said worriedly, "You sick bastard!"
Benjen then tackled the man into a table, punching him in the face a few times before the old man kicked Benjen off of him. He then stood there, staring at the stranger as he picked up his bloody sword. The blood of an innocent little girl, Benjen thought. The blood of the sword blinded Benjen from what was in front of him; an armed and dangerous man. The homeless pirate than ran at Benjen, with his bloody sword high and his scream loud, few seconds away from killing Benjen. Benjen thought this was it for him as he closed his eyes, waiting for the exact moment for the pirate to kill him but it never happened. Suddenly over all of the screaming, he heard an arrow being released out of a cross bow. Then the screaming stopped and he heard the metal sword drop to the ground, eventually following the traitor's body too. Benjen slowly opened up his eyes, seeing the fallen body of the homeless pirate, and also seeing Spyder as he reloaded his crossbow.
"Some little girl told me about some young and handsome man getting his butt kicked by a skinny and harmless poor citizen," Spyder said, "I really couldn't tell which was which at first."
Benjen dropped to his knees, thanking Spyder dozen of times gratefully for saving his life, "This treaty...I never seen so many of our own people trying to kill their leader."
Spyder shook his head understandably and helped Benjen back up, "They're scared civilians, they know without food they can't win this war and the thoughts of losing this important bloody war can lead to betrayal from fear."
"But...."
Spyder then interrupted the young soldier, "Juhn and the rest probably need your help. You must go."
"You can't stay here...you're in a dangerous part of the area. You're also part of the council too which means you probably mean a lot to those blood-sucking traitors!"
Spyder shrugged his shoulders, his impressive wisdom or bravery never seem to surprise Benjen, "Where will you go?"
"Out of Skull Island for a little," Spyder said with a little scent of mystery, "I must see an old friend."

Staring at West's body as he gasped for his last breath of fresh air, before Juhn took him out of his misery, Dorugh couldn't think of blaming anyone else beside his self. He felt like a complete fool who costed West's innocent life, he thought as he closed West's bright blue eyes. Benjen returned back, noticing all of them surrounding West, which was a clear indicator about his bewilderment death.
"We have to get moving," Senator Carthy said, "Before anymore of us die!"
Juhn agreed with Carthy, which was unlikely, "We must get back to safety before more hear about the missing treaty...and of course more snowfall."
Dorugh felt ashamed, finally standing back on his feet, "We lost an important senator because of me...I killed so many of our own citizens...familiar faces...familiar dead faces."
"It's been a long day for all of us," Max said, gently patting Dorugh on his broad shoulder, "But we need to get the rest of the senate to safety."
Finally they resumed their path back to safety, where Derwitchi's guards and lots of other guards waited patiently for him. Juhn led the group, with Dorugh, Max, and Benjen surrounding Derwitchi, Carthy, and Senator Alkz. This time, they went towards certain territory more protective and safer, which took longer but they felt it was worth it.

Max and Benjen ran east of them, towards a group of buildings that consisted of two broken down homes, a small fruit market, and dozen of barrels filled with  beer all around the area. Juhn and Dorugh took cover to protect Derwitchi and the other senators while Max and Benjen went into unwanted territory, where anyone could hide and attack recklessly.
"I see no one so far," Benjen said worriedly, "Which could be a bad thing."
Max was upset with Benjen's actions, something that he kept quiet from the young pirate. He couldn't believe Benjen was foolish enough to change a harmless little girl while others were trying to kill them, including important people like the senators and Derwitchi. 
"This area is cleared," Benjen said, walking out of the old fruit market, "Scavengers roamed around here probably hours ago and stole the remaining fruits." 
Max ignored Benjen again, walking towards one of the abandoned houses and with a vigorous force, kicked down the door. Without letting Benjen know, Max walked inside the house. The house only had a kitchen and a room, Max checked the kitchen first. Nothing was in the broken down kitchen, so food or anything was left behind, beside a countless bottles of poison. Max then walked towards a broken bottle of poison, placing his dirty pointer finger in it and smelt it. With just a little sniff, Max knew what kind of poison it was; Geryum poison, a quick and painless poison that was used for many uses. One of the reasons, which Max was familiar with, a reason to drink this dangerous poison with a strong scent was for suicide. Max then looked up towards the half-cracked door, which led to the bedroom. Max gripped his gun with a strong grip and slowly walked into the room. Suddenly Max fell out of the room after smelling a horrible and unforgettable smell. Another smell Max was familiar with, a smell that he already smelled. The room was filled with the horrible scent of death. Max walked back into the room, the smell still bothered him, and went towards the bed. In the corner of the room that was next to the bed, laid two deceased bodies. Two dead bodies with no stab or bullet wounds, two bodies that Max identified as a starving mother and daughter. The sight of the two bodies disturbed Max, turning around quickly and released a loud sign of disturb, which Benjen heard.
"Bodies," Benjen said, standing at the door, "I can smell it from here."
Max shook his head with a mournful look on his face, "Starving mother and little daughter, they drank a bottle of poison and..." 
He couldn't continue any longer. The thought of an innocent mother and daughter starving because of the island and army he's fighting for couldn't save them, the thought with a strong image that wouldn't leave his mind for a long time. For an odd reason, Max felt responsible for their death as he kicked the wall repeatedly. 
"War," Max said angrily, "It kills millions, most are innocent people, it separates families that use to be happy together, it breaks people."
"War is just a three lettered word," Benjen said, "But for such a small word, it means so much and causes so much devastation. War changes you...it changes who you really are."
"You don't truly understand it," Max said 
Before Benjen could say anything else, Max walked out of the room, purposely bumping Benjen. He was still angry at Benjen and couldn't talking to him during this dark moment. Benjen looked out of the window and watched as Max head back to Dorugh and the rest, knowing there was something up with him. He then turned back around and looked at the two deceased bodies; the innocent daughter being held in the mother's arms, moments before their deaths. Bugs all over their bodies with their hair falling out, Benjen knew the two of them been dead for a while but yet it bothered him that no one even noticed.
"We will change this," Benjen said to the bodies as if they were still alive.
Benjen then walked out of the room, shutting the door and carved into the door. The young soldier didn't want anyone else to see what he saw, an image of war and the sour effects it has. Benjen then walked out of the abandoned house that owned by a happy mother and daughter, leaving a message on the door, "Dead family. Don't enter."

"Never thought a piece of paper would cost thousands of lives, including West," Dorugh said as he watched Max and Benjen return back.
"They're back," Juhn said calmly as he placed his bloodless sword back in his holster, "We need stop thinking about the treaty and start thinking of ways to getting them somewhere safer than this!"
Exhausted Derwitchi stood up pointing up towards the tallest building throughout Skull island, building where Derwitchi's most trusted guards would be. Up there Derwitchi believed he and the other senators could come up with a plan for his people until the Mooshu treaty could be retrieved again.
"We're not far," Derwitchi said in an exhausting tone, "My guards are probably waiting at the doors for me!"
"Aye," Dorugh said as he begin to walk towards the tall castle, "Let's get moving then."
"Agreed," Carthy cried, "Before this monstrous civilians kill anymore of us!"
Juhn suddenly released a soft laugh, "They haven't always been monsters. The ones who're leading this monsters turned them into this. They're starving and desperate...and when you're desperate, you do stupid things to survive."
"Watch your tongue, Warrior!" Senator Carthy said, "It's a damn shame you aren't smart enough to understand what we go through. It's not only creating and passing laws, it's more than that! Something a man who's not even part of the pirate army but supporting us with other fighters called "warriors" wouldn't ever understand!"
Juhn could of argued more with Carthy, explaining him that the Warriors are more than just fighters but peace makers, protectors, and more...but he knew senators like him were too stubborn. 
"Let's forget Mr. Carthy that they don't want my head on a spike or my body hanged," Juhn said calmly with a huge grin on his face.

As they begin walking, Benjen stopped for a quick moment to talk to Max. The young lad knew something was up with him, after realizing he didn't speak for a long time, which Benjen thought was unusual for Max.
"You look mad," Benjen whispered to Max as he got closer, "Is everything alright?"
Max took a deep breath and glanced over at Benjen, "You could of got yourself or others killed!"
Suddenly Benjen stopped walking, which eventually stopped Max too, "Excuse me?"
Soon the rest noticed Max and Benjen stopped, which caused them to stop too. Juhn and Dorugh both knew that it wasn't smart to stop in the middle of a populated street, when safety was just a few blocks away. Windows from houses started to open, causing the freezing air and snow to flow into their houses. Doors all around started to open up slightly as if citizens in Skull island were first to find the prizes. Juhn started to realize that they were being watched again. Meanwhile Benjen and Max continued to argue, obviously picking the wrong time to argue.
"You ran to chase a little girl while people were attacking us," Max said angrily, "Have you lost your mind or even thought about it?"
Juhn felt like they were in the wild, with their thick and dark blood dripping from deep cuts, and surrounded by blood thirsty beasts that heard every single drop of blood that hit the hard ground. Juhn quickly signaled for Dorugh to control his two men as he pulled out his sword, slowly glancing over each buildings. Derwitchi and the other two senators watched as houses begin to light up with torches, more and more doors slowly opening up.
"Someone need to control those two," Derwitchi said nervously, referring to Max and Benjen.
Dorugh quickly broke up their argument, helping them snap back into reality, where danger was everywhere, "Torches are being lit in houses, what do you think is going on?"
Riots, Max and Benjen both knew what was going down as they pulled out their weapons. Dorugh ran back to the senate to protect them, Max and Benjen eventually followed.
"We need to go now," Senator Carthy cried 
Suddenly four pirates ran out of their houses with a torch in one hand and a blazing hot sword in the other. Max and Benjen both quickly jumped in front of the four pirates, waving their swords ferociously and bravely, but not scaring the pirates away.
"Go," Max said calmly, "We can handle them!"
Juhn shook his head and signaled for Dorugh to follow him, which was tough for him to leave two of his closest friends alone in the streets against blood thirsty pirates. Yet for some odd reason Dorugh knew they could handle this and followed Juhn and the rest back to safety, where Derwitchi's dozen of guards waited for his arrival.

Max and Benjen stood in front of four angry pirates with blood all over their face, slowly dripped on their torn and filthy clothes. Luckily Max nor Benjen was afraid of them, as they stood tall with their swords high up.
"You guys don't have to do this," Max said calmly to the familiar pirates, "We'll overcome all of this, I swear on that!"
One of them laughed, "Thousands of crops will die with the cold. Mooshu was our last chance and ye all lost it!"
Benjen, filled with nothing but eager and confidence, stepped in front of Max with his sword high, "We have a few months left till winter will arrive...we just need a few weeks to get the treaty back!"
The stranger chuckled, revealing nothing but one golden tooth in his dry mouth, "This Island will ready lost ye all trust!"
He then swung his sword at Benjen, completely missing him with his strike. Benjen grinned and ran towards the traitor, swinging at his head but missed all his chances. Max quickly joined in just as soon as the other three traitors joined in, easily stabbing one of them in the stomach and out of the back.
"We can still survive," Max said, jumping back as he dodged one of their swings, "All of us! We can easily get by this!"
But the remaining thee pirates were too stubborn to listen as they continued to attack Benjen and Max.
The golden tooth pirate was knocked to the ground by Benjen but not killed with the help from another traitor pirate. Benjen quickly dropped his head and felt the sword from the other pirate cut single pieces of hair off his head. Before the young lad could make his move, the golden tooth pirate kicked Benjen in the back of his leg, causing him to fall to the ground. Meanwhile, Max watched as Benjen was having trouble but was unable to do anything due to fighting the other pirate. Max endlessly dodged every swing by the pirate but yet couldn't even get his sword close to the enemy.
"Ye fool," The golden tooth pirate said as he grabbed Benjen and pulled him to the ground.
He then pulled out a rope and without a single thought, began to choke Benjen mercifully. The other pirate watched Benjen potentially take his last breath. Gasping for air, Benjen managed to get out words towards Max, "h-h-help!"
The cry from Benjen suddenly distracted Max, causing him to turn around to watch as the pirates slowly kill his somewhat child. Max then bit his lips out of anger, giving the pirates a murderous look as he walks towards them but soon he would be no help as the third pirate knocked Max on the ground.
"Well," One of the pirates said, "Look who we have now!"
Hearing Benjen gasping for what could be his last breath of air felt like a spear to the heart for Max, as he stood there hopeless and harmless. He begin to beg to for Benjen's life but the other two pirates begin to laugh, starting to repeatedly kicking Max with their hard and bloody boots.

Suddenly one of the pirates stopped kicking Max and fell to the ground, following a loud shot. Then the other pirate stopped and pulled out his sword, aiming at a bald-headed and old pirate, Dorugh. Wiping the blood from his mouth, Max quickly jumped and attacked the distracted pirate, easily slicing his throat and throwing him to the ground.
"Release the boy," Dorugh said, aiming at the golden tooth pirate who still had Benjen in his arm.
Finally he stopped choking Benjen and placed a sharp bladed knife at his throat and started to threaten Dorugh and Max. Luckily the threats weren't good enough and Max, who still had the murderous look on his face, ran towards the golden tooth pirate and tackled him to the ground. The pirate then begged for mercy but Max ignored it and started to choke him until his face turned dark as the night and his gasp for air end. Max then ripped the golden tooth out of the pirate's mouth and placed it in his pocket, leaving the cold body there on the street for others to see.
"You came back," Benjen said, still managing to breath, "Where's Lord Derwitchi and the rest?"
Dorugh turned around and pointed at the large castle, "They're in good hands now but we need to get there fast. Ser Spyrder of the council informed us hundreds of more will march down here. We all need to get back to safety fast and think of something!"
"Of course," Benjen said, picking up his sword, "Need to go quick!"
Max, who was silent for a while, walked up to Dorugh and placed his cold and bloody hand on his shoulder, "You came back for us, even after I almost got all of us killed."
"You always been stubborn," Dorugh said, "Let's just get back before your stubbornness gets me killed."

Dorugh, Max, and Benjen ran towards the door of Derwitchi's castle, pounding repeatedly on the doors. Citizens with flaming torches begin to fill everywhere in front of Derwitchi's castles. Benjen and Max both pulled out their swords, with Dorugh still banging on the hard doors.
"Quit banging on your king's door you pathetic fool!" One of Derwitchi's most reliable and strongest guard said
Suddenly Dorugh heard screaming from behind and turned around. Max struck one of the citizens across the chest and kicked him off the stairs and into the crowds. Others soon started to climb up the long stairs, until Max and Benjen took them out with their swords.
"Walmund open these gates," Dorugh yelled, "It's me, Dorugh, I have returned with Max and Ben!"
Rocks suddenly flew past Dorugh's head and nailed the doors. Dorugh, who was already furious, turned around and pulled out his pistol and fired into the crowd, instantly killing the one who threw the rocks. Then more rocks started to get thrown, nearly hitting Max.
"This is madness," Max cried, taking out any pirate
Finally the doors opened up and a tall greasy haired man with armor all over his body pulled out his sword and instantly attacked the crowd. Walmund, who had a deep scar across his face from and into his left eye, where his eye patch laid. One of the strongest but also grumpiest guard for Derwitchi, he was one of his most reliable guard with tales, good and bad, throughout Skull island. Walmund swung his wide and large sword at one of the victims, instantly chopping his whole body in two. He continued to slay down Derwitchi's own citizens until Dorugh grabbed him and turned him towards the entrance
"Show respect for your king you worthless cowards," Walmund cried as he took out another person who ran towards him.
Finally the gate shut and left hundreds of angry pirates outside, filled with hatred and determination to take down their own king. Soon the area was filled with only furious and bloody thirsty citizens, with violent chants; "Make our king bleed with his traitor blood!"

"They want your head," Senator Carthy cried, "What should we do?"
Lord Derwitchi, Senator Carthy, Juhn, Dorugh, Max, Benjen, Spyder, and other senators remained in the main hall until they could come up with a plan. Walmund remained at the doors with four other guards, hearing the hateful words from the people outside of the building.
"We're missing someone from this council," Senator Sud pointed out
Spyders approached the missing council chair, "Sir Stannis went out on his own to look for that treaty. Hopefully he'll return back safely!"
Derwitchi or anyone else on the council wasn't worried about where Stannis went. Although others like Benjen, Dorugh, and Juhn questioned his absence and his position in the council.
"They're animals out there," One of the guards whispered to Walmund
Walmund looked down at the tiny guard, who had long blonde hair. He snickered and turned back around, quickly trying to avoid even looking at the guard, "Do not talk to me you little girl."
Derwitchi walked over towards the round table, where only senators and other important members would be seated at. Dorugh walked over towards the table with Juhn, but was pushed away since he was not a member on the council.
"Our army surrounded the mobs and are trying everything to calm them down," Juhn said to Lord Derwitchi
Derwitchi, who didn't seem as stressed as the rest, shrugged his shoulders carelessly and demanded for a cup of wine. Walmund angrilily walked over and poured wine in his cup and walked back to the doors, murmuring hateful words under his breath that was directed towards the senate.
"My lord," Spyder said calmly, "Do you even have a plan to calm down your people?"
Benjen looked over after hearing Spyder's soft voice, with a questionable look on his face. He tried to walk towards him after remembering what he said back in the old tavern, but was quickly stopped by two of Derwitchi's guards. 
"Council members only," The guard said
After countless and countless plans from Juhn and the rest of the senate, Lord Derwitchi still haven't said a single word or even mention a good plan to calm down his own people.
"Perhaps we fill their anger up with fear," Spyder said, staring down Derwitchi, "Fear is the biggest enemy of them all; easily defeating anger and much more."
Lord Derwitchi shook his head but still remained calm as if his own people outside of his own building weren't trying to cut off his head. The rest of the senate and even his guards were more terrified for their own lives than Derwitchi feared for his.
"My lord this is no disrespect but are you not scared for your own life?" Spyder said, "These people want your head on a spike!"
Derwitchi slammed his fist hard on the table and jumped out of his chair, "They are my people! Just like you all and our armies, they're suppose to serve me and obey whatever I say or do! For God sake, we own one of the largest army throughout the spiral with the Warriors right next to our side. Those animals out there tried to kill all of us and you want me to come up with a plan to calm them down and join back as if they never tried to kill any of us. What about Senator West's life?"
The whole room remained silent, with the loud and hateful chants outside of the building being the only thing anyone could hear. They soon realized that Lord Derwitchi was scared for his life but really...Derwitchi felt just like the way he did when he woke up, relax and calm.
"We need to go out there soon," Juhn Woun said calmly, "You need to give them a speech and if they try to attack, Dorugh or I will command our armies to calm down the citizens. The day is getting darker but more importantly the day will get colder."
"You must show no fear no matter what," Spyder said to Derwitchi as he walked towards the doors, "If they can sense your fear, they will take advantage of it."
Derwitchi stood at the doors, with the guards waiting for his approval to open up the doors. The senate started to give him advice constantly, which was difficult for him to understand since they were all trying to talk over each other. Finally Derwitchi raised his hand calmly, to signal for everyone to be quiet. The room soon became quiet, and Derwitchi looked over at Walmund for him to open up the doors.
The doors slowly opened up, and the loud and violent cries from the people grew louder and louder until Derwitchi and the rest of the senate was seen, which made the yelling even more louder and violent. Max looked over at Dorugh, who took a deep breath and tried his best to stop his shaking.
"This is dangerous," he said to Dorugh, "Are you ready for this?"
Dorugh looked over at Max and tried his best to not look terrified, "I'm not but I know I have to be. None of us can show fear."

Walmund and a dozen of other guards were first to walk out, with their swords out and their armor on tight. The citizens started to throw hard rocks at them, with the rocks bouncing off their armor.
"Give us Derwitchi's head," One of the people shouted, "Before he kills this island with all of us!"
Citizens mercilessly grabbed one of Derwitchi's guards and pulled him into the crowd of hungry and blood thirsty animals known as the desperate citizens of Skull island. The cry from the guard soon vanished just like he did as he was pulled completely into the crowd, never to be seen again.
"Calm yourself!" Walmund said as he struck someone and kicked his body back into the crowd.
Derwitchi was surrounded by his guards, completely protected from anything his own people had. Although soon, he demanded for the guards to let him by so he can talk to his own people. Juhn and the other senators thought Derwitchi lost it since he kept demanding for Walmund to get out of his way.
"This is insane," Max said, looking at the endless crowds of people, "There's like thousands of them just here!"
Dorugh noticed another person climb up and running towards of the senators. He pulled out his pistol and fired, easily nailing the citizen in the back of the head. Three more climbed up and ran towards Benjen. He looked into their eyes and saw nothing but hate and danger, quickly jumping in front of Senator Carthy and striking one of them clean across the face. Dorugh and Max ran over towards the scene and easily taking out of the other two from behind.
"This was a bad idea," Benjen shouted, "There's way too many!"
The ruthless citizens climbed up from the left side, where Max and Dorugh was suppose to guard but were too busy taking out enemies from the right side. They grabbed one of the senators and threw him into the crowd, where he instantly met his death.
"We need to get Derwitchi back inside," Walmund commanded as he sliced a hungry slave in two, "These people lost their damn minds!"
Juhn agreed with Walmund, "I agree!"
But Lord Derwitchi disagreed as he manage to get past his guards and stood in front of thousands of lives who wanted him dead. The yelling and cries from others stopped as they all looked at Derwitchi, who stood there calmly. Standing there, Derwitchi had no idea if he would walk to his bed at the end of the day dead or alive. He ignored all of the violent screams as he looked over at the spikes that stood tall, with West and other senator's heads there, but he still showed no fear. 
Dorugh ran next to Derwitchi, "I can command our army for them to take them out if needed!"
Derwitchi only said one word, his only word he said ever since he walked out towards his potential death. He nodded his head and calmly said a simple word but yet was filled with questions, "Don't."
From that moment he looked into the eyes of thousands of innocent lives that were suffering from fear and hunger, and he finally understood who to blame. Lord Derwitchi realized who was responsible for all of their lives and at fault for them. He took a few steps closer to the crowd and potentially closer to death. Juhn sent the rest of the senate inside for safety, and then he walked next to Derwitchi. Dorugh, Max, and Benjen walked next to Derwitchi and aimed at the crowd. Eventually the crowd started to calm down, anxious and curious on what their king had to say.
Derwitchi looked all around the crowds, seeing nothing but disgusted, angry, and worried citizens. Finally he knew how to control them all and also how to unite them all together, "For months and perhaps years we all lived on this wonderful island with protection from our armies of people who were just known as pirates. Know we have one of the largest armies with strong men who's willing to die for all of us! Now you all must of forgot who kept you all safe for his long. The Mooshu treaty is perhaps and still is one of our most important written agreements. One of our most trusted Warrior was suppose to deliver this before the cold air arrives but was killed by who knows. Luckily we all who took this treaty and left all of us killing each other and giving up. This crew who's been causing trouble for weeks and has the treaty in their arms will be found and punished for their actions! Sanchi Sameria and the rest of his disgusted friends will be punished for what they have done to us!"
Suddenly the crowds dropped their weapons and torches and started to cheer for Lord Derwitchi, even though he wasn't done with his speech. Finally the amazed crowd became quiet again. Lord Derwitchi who had a mysterious smile on his face, walked closer to the people.
"Not only we will punish Sanchi and his crew," Derwitchi said as the crowds resumed being loud, "Not only we will get that treaty back, get thousands and maybe millions of crops delivered here...but we will also capture a formal council member."
The crowd quickly became confused as Derwitchi paused for a moment. Spyder walked closer to Derwitchi with a confused but also worried look on his face.
"We will find Stannis, who's been missing during tough times like this," Derwitchi said as he slowly raised his hand up in the air, "We will find this traitor who has been seen with this traitor crew, and we...will..hang..Stannis for all of his actions!"
The crowds of people begin to cheer even louder than before with positive chants towards Derwitchi and the army. The excitement couldn't be contained as the citizens of Skull island released all of it with hopes and desired for catching the traitors and most importantly, getting the treaty to Mooshu. Juhn and the rest stood there, completely amazed on how Derwitchi changed a deadly crowd, that wanted him dead, into a crowd that completely supported him. Meanwhile as the crowd chant happily, Spyder stood there with a worried look on his face. He knew he would have to leave Skull Island as soon as can be. He knew he would have to warn the only person he serves beside Derwitchi. He knew he would have to go out and warn Stannis about the new bounty on his head.
"This is amazing," Spyder said to Benjen, "How power can easily control the brains of thousands with hopes on finding a group of pirates that haven't been seen in days."
Benjen looked up at Spyder and noticed the worried look on his face. He was the only worried one all around him. Benjen looked at one of the most secretive person throughout the whole Spiral and asked him quietly; "What do you know that others don't?"
"A lot," Spyder said worriedly, "A lot that you don't want to know."

Friday, August 18, 2017

The Warrior "Back Home" S1 E17

Sanchez, Jason, and Moresco continued to run like they were being chased by a blood thirsty beast, frequently looking back to see if anyone was on their trail. Jumping over fallen branches, dodging huts created by othr creatures, and making sure they were invisable to Deacon and the enemies.
"We're close," Jason said tiredly, "I can see smoke, probably from Samuel cooking up something...for his self!"
Even though the two known each other for years, with countless memories of saving each other, Jason couldn't help but hate Samuel for his selfish and disgusted actions towards Sanchi and the rest. He believed that it wasn't right for Samuel to be a selfish man and make Anthony and Chun to gather gold and jewels just for a couple of days staying in his market, and of course the pleasure of Samuel not giving Sanchi up to the armadas. Although, Jason admired Anthony and Chun going out determined to search for gold to ensure their stay, believing how powerful and reliable Sanchi's crew was.
"I actually apologize for him and his selfish actions and of course dangerous missions that he calls "simple" that he's giving to your crew," Jason said to Sanchez.
Sanchez nodded his head, believing that his "crew" can actually do anything and is up for any challenges, of course coming from his own mouth. He wasn't afraid of any men who wore armor for cowardly protection, believing pirates and other scavengers were braver than any men who has to wear armor.
"Samuel is a coward," Sanchez said, scratching blood off his holster, "Cowards like him will easily betray anyone, which is also why I believe if Anthony and Chun gets anything to pay him...we don't give him any of it."
Jason never had the thought of Samuel being a coward or even betraying him. He just thought the best and the only option to keep him and his daughters safe, something he believes that Sanchez wouldn't be able to understand.
"Once Sanchi wakes up...if he wakes up, are you guys gonna leave us and head back to Mooshu?"
Sanchez looked back at Moresco, who was trailing behind them, looking completely useless but yet still had a large smile on his face. Then he looked around the area, looking at the green and healthy trees and of course the bright blue sky but yet Sanchez still didn't feel safe living in this kind of place. Something about what lurks in these deep woods and the people living around them just made Sanchez feel bothered.
"It's not up to me. I'm no captain, Sanchi is and I go wherever he goes and if he wants to go all the way to Mooshu, I'll be right there by his side." Sanchez said, thinking about the Mooshu treaty.
Jason chuckled, "Is it really about listening to your captain? I heard endless stories about member of a captain's crew betraying their captains just like that! What about these treaty for Mooshu?"
Sanchez surprisingly looked up at Jason, noticing the grin on his face, "The treaty..."
"The treaty," Jason said, giving Sanchez a smart look, "The treaty that can give Skull Island and Derwitchi's men the upper edge in this war with the help from Mooshu or make them weak if they get into Kane's hands. It's sad that a little piece of paper with writing on it can make a huge difference in this deadly war for freedom."
Sanchez didn't know what to do with the treaty, he didn't understand much about war or why thousands of men on Kane's side are dying  just to prevent freedom from anyone else. He hoped and believed at the same time that Sanchi will know what to do with the treaty.
"We need to get back," Sanchez said, "Hoping Stannis will be there so I can bust his skull wide open!"

Sanchez, Jason, and Moresco was close to their temporary home, coming up on a view that none of them could forget. The beautiful blue sky slowly changing to an orange sky, with the beautiful and thick clouds running into the distance, Sanchez noticed. Below them was the village, watched as each villager collected their belongings from outside and taking them inside, after killing their fires and of course their meals. Sanchez felt like he was a god above the village, being able to see what was happening anywhere. With a big smile, Sanchez pointed at a little house next to a disgusted market, showing Moresco where they were staying at.
"Me master live down there!" Moresco yelled, jumping in place excitedly. 
Meanwhile for Jason, he noticed a familiar ship coming towards the docks, getting the excellent view to see the short captain of the ship a mile away. After a few minutes of staring at the captain, he noticed his daughter, Amy, coming out just to stand right next to him. Jason could no longer hold his tears as his eyes became flooded, Sanchez noticed.
"She made it back," Jason said, wiping the tears away, "She made it back!"
Sanchez smiled, patting the proud father on his back, "Let's get down there to see them."

"Never been so excited to see land," One-Eyed Jack said, patting Anthony's back, "We did it kid! Now me must show ye a tavern with good drinks...and good women!"
Anthony couldn't finish his sentence as Amy got between the two, pushing the one-eyed pirate away from Anthony. Amy then gave Anthony another kiss to prove to Jack that he is taken. Jack smiled and turned back around, approaching Chun, who was next to Jack's crew to make sure they didn't remove any gold from the chests. In a distances, Anthony and Amy both heard Jack's and Chun's conversation, "For victory, me and ye gon go to a nice tavern, beautiful women that make ye feathers stand up once ye see'em!"

"You were so brave," Amy said, feeling like she was living in a fantasy with a hero named Anthony.
Anthony had a little smile on his face, somewhat being grateful they made it off the ship. Although, he really didn't feel like a hero due to the fact that he was getting his face smashed in when a little bomb, that he didn't even make, blew up and pretty much killing the captain. It also bothered him that he almost got Amy and the rest of the Jack's crew killed, if it wasn't for Chun's bribe and speech. The young lad didn't feel like a hero, but he didn't want to kill Amy's fantasy, even though if it makes him feel like a coward.
"Let's just be happy that we made it out," Anthony said, bring Amy closer, "You get to see your father and sister too...we survived another day."
When Anthony, Amy, and Chun finally made it back to then town, where they can finally the houses, Jason and Beth were waiting for them. Proud father, who could hardly stop his tears and with a big smile on his face, begin to run towards Amy. Beth eventually followed Jason, both of them grabbing Amy, and holding her tightly as if she's been gone for months. Sanchez and the rest eventually made it to the scene, admiring Anthony's bruises and scars.
"I would hate to see the other guy," Sanchez said, placing his cold hand on Anthony's bruised up shoulder.

As the reunion was filled with happiness and joy, filled with laughter and tears of joys, it would soon end after hearing a dreadful voice, a voice from a man everyone, including his once-was best friend Jason, despised. 
"Few hours late," Samuel said, who was too concerned about the gold to even check on Amy, "Where's me treasure?"
Sanchez then jumped in front of the treasure, blocking it from Samuel. Sanchez, who was much taller and in better shape, made Samuel look like a little pudgy kid. Although Samuel didn't see it like that, he believed he was the boss of them all, even Sanchi.
"You didn't do a damn thing to earn all of that treasure," Sanchez said, getting into Samuel's face, "Why should we even give you a small portion when we can take all this, get a ship, and get out of this dump?"
Samuel's face quickly turned pale but he wasn't going to back down, "Ye want to risk picking up your unconscious man?"
Sanchez remain speechless, slowly backing away from Samuel, "We had a deal and if we cannot come to an agreement, I will make sure the armadas will find ye all! I could of sold ye like slaves to them, and get so much profit I can probably own this whole entire "dump" as ye called it!"
Sanchez knew Samuel was right as he backed away from him and the treasure. Samuel then giggled as he checked the treasure, "There's only a enough gold in here to get ye a decent-shaped ship!"
Jack and his men then picked up the chest and brought it back to Samuel's market, leaving Sanchez and the rest behind, speechless and also defeated. It was the beginning of a great and small reunion, eventually ended in the same exact spot, where the chest was taken and the torches eventually went out, leaving everyone in the dark. Chun and Moresco was first to head back to shelter, as the heavy wind and cold air eventually defeated them. Jason and Amy then took Beth back to as she begin to shiver endlessly, leaving Sanchez and Anthony all alone and speechless.
"Once Sanchi wakes up, we'll get that gold back and leave," Anthony said, trying his best to make Sanchez feel better.
Defeated Sanchez just shrugged his shoulders, "I'm not a leader like Sanchi...I let Samuel talk me down and take what you fought for. Then I caught Sanchi's own father with the armadas...if Sanchi was in my shoes, Samuel and Stannis would both be punished and we would be gone already but that's not the case. We're lost without Sanchi."
Anthony didn't believe any of Sanchez's nonsense. He knows Sanchi is coming out of the coma, believing that all of them will have a big purpose in the war. Anthony believed that Sanchi and Sanchez were both important, since they have one of the most important treaties for both sides. Anthony knew that this wasn't the end of their journey, but the beginning. 

Back at the house, Beth was sitting by the fire, trying her best to get warm again. Although she wasn't in her assigned house, she was in the smallest house, where Sanchi laid unconscious. She placed warm towels on Sanchi's forehead and also placed thick blankets across his body, to get him warm. She sat there, in an uncomfortable and hardly stable wooden chair, being right by Sanchi's side.
"You don't have to be up all night by his side," Sanchez said quietly, quickly closing the door, "You need some rest."
Beth smiled but didn't speak to Sanchez, being a bit too shy to even wink at him. Sanchez understood how shy she was, compared to Amy who would usually speak her mind more than most. Luckily shyness didn't change his opinion on Beth, he still believed she was one of the most beautiful girls he ever laid eyes on, which was the main reason why he came inside.
"You need your beauty sleep," Sanchez said, sitting on the hard and cold floor but it was right next to her, "Beautiful ladies like you need to sleep."
One of Sanchez's weakest points was not only making important decisions, but it was also hitting on females...females he was in love with. Even though for most of his life he lived with two females, talking to beautiful women like Beth was never his strong suite but somehow, it worked with a very shy girl like Beth.
"You're too kind," Beth said with a smile, "I wish there were more boys like you."
Sanchez chuckled as he stood up in front of Beth, "I'm no boy...but thank you!"
He then looked into her eyes, feeling a connection he never had with a woman before. He felt a connection with her as she looked back at him, with a gorgeous smile. He didn't know what else to say, completely going speechless from her beauty, but he wasn't the only one who felt the connection. 
"Mr. Sanchez," Beth said smoothly, "Everything okay?"
Sanchez laughed softly, "It's just...you look like a lady I would see in my dreams...a type that I don't deserve."
Beth smiled, grabbing both of Sanchez's hands, "What do I deserve than?"
She then stood up, a few inches away from Sanchez's face. Sanchez believed beautiful ladies like herself deserved more than just a pirate, but a king or god, believing that Beth looked like a beautiful blonde goddess. 
"You deserve a god or a king," Sanchez said as he got closer to Beth
"I don't think so," Beth said, getting closer to Sanchez until there was no room left between them, "I think I will be satisfied by having you."
Sanchez then grabbed Beth's beautiful face and begin kissing her endlessly. He felt like he was living in a dream, finally receiving a chance with Beth. He was completely in love with her as the two fell to the floor, where Beth started to remove her clothes. Sanchez felt the immediate impact from cupid, as he didn't let go of Beth from his fear of losing her. Just from being with Beth, Sanchez lost the thought of Stannis or even losing the treasure, at this moment he didn't care. The two continued to make love endlessly through the night, where no one could see or stop them. 

Wednesday, November 30, 2016

The Warrior "Awaken" S1 E16

When the shot was fired from Sanchez's pistol, birds in their nests flew out as a group and out of the tees, due to the loud shot waking it up nature and the creatures inside of it. Animals nearby left their unconsumed prey on the grounds and ran from the loud shot, stampeding past Jason and Moresco, who was both clueless at the moment. Jason pulled out his binoculars and looked around the areas, glancing tree-by-tree. He was looking for a solid clue, and he eventually found one, turning to his left side and watched Sanchez running towards them. Jason studied Sanchez's face impression, seeing the horror all over his face and the eyes were a clear giveaway of stress and exhaustion. 
"Heard a gunshot," Jason said, putting up his binoculars, "Please...please tell me it wasn't you!"
Sanchez nodded his head, being that Stannis was the only one who was on his mind which wasn't a good thing.
"Sanchi's father tied us up to the anchor," Sanchez said tiredly, "He's working with the armadas!"
Click! Their conversation suddenly ended after hearing a gun clicking, right behind them. Sanchez looked up at Jason, who was giving Sanchez a looked with his eyebrows going up, signaling for him not to do anything stupid.
"Pirates," The white and scrawny armada said, "You two have broken crimes with results of death! Murder and violating private property!"
Sanchez and Jason both turned around, as Moresco hid behind the nearby tree. They stared at the armada guard, who had a nervous look on his face, shaken aiming his musket at them. 
"This be no private property," Jason said rudely, "It's the woods, where we hunt for our meals!"
The armada, who was named Jackson, shrugged his shoulders awkwardly, "If we call it private property then it's private property!"
Jason smiled, slowly breaking down the young man, "You have no control on wildlife. No matter how big you think you and your army are."
Sanchez glanced up at the tree, watched as Moresco slowly walked on a skinny branch, a branch that was right above the young armada. Sanchez started to believe that their lives and the chance of them escaping was all up to Sanchi's companion, Moresco.
"Shut it pirate," Jackson said, walking closer to Jason with his musket raised high, "You don't know anything!"
In reality, the much older man, Jason, knew much more than the young armada. Jason then looked up and smiled as Moresco dropped from the tree. Suddenly the small little creature landed on the armada's shoulders and used his sharp and long claws as a deadly weapon, digging his claws deep in the armada's throat.
"Get the musket!" Sanchez cried
Jason ran up to the armada and grabbed the musket out of the armada's hand, as he dropped on his knees with blood spilling out of his neck. Moresco quickly jumped off the man's shoulder, letting him fall to the ground, completely soundless with no movement.
"Me saved the day," Moresco said proudly, "Now we go!"
But Sanchez stood still, staring at the armada's deceased body. He knew it would be a huge mistake killing one of Deacon's guards, mistake that's in the past that they cannot fix nor prevent. He begin to fear as Deacon would march and destroy everything on this island when they find the murdered body of his own guard.
"Well..."
Suddenly Jason grabbed Sanchez and placed his hand over his mouth, throwing him behind a hidden shelter. Moresco quickly crawled towards them, alarming them that it was indeed another armada roaming nearby. Sanchez shook his head, thinking of a dark and cruel plan.

The much older armada marched around the woods, where Sanchez and the rest were hiding in like a group of endangered animals. Sanchez read and heard every step of the armada, knowing how close he was to them. The three of them stayed hidden near a group of crowd trees and bushes, being one of their best and only option so far.
"Jackson," The older armada yelled as he walked by Sanchez and the rest.
After watching the older man walk by, Sanchez then pulled out his pistol and begin to rise up, not very proud for what he was thinking what he had to do. With the armada keep walking away, it was the perfect time for them to move out and capture the armada from behind.
"Sanchez," Jason whispered to him, "Are you sure about this?"
He really wasn't sure about anything anymore, "Hope so."
Sanchez, Jason, and Moresco was just a few feet away from the armada, who suddenly stopped after hearing a stick breaking. The armada then turned around, seeing a disturbed sight of three who never seen in his life. Sanchez had his weapon aimed at at the armada's head, showing no fear or regret, the armada noticed this as he dropped his weapons with his hands up. Sanchez cleared his throat and lowered his gun lower, waiting for Jason to scoop up the weapon.
"Pirates," The old armada said calmly, "Knew your type would be swarming near Skull island..."
Sanchez gave the old man, who was an armada for over ten years, an uncomfortable look as he approached him. Moresco then followed Sanchez with a bundle of rope in his hands. As Moresco continued to tie up the armada, Sanchez and Jason walked over to discuss a few things, one involving Stannis.

For Sanchez, he felt betrayed by some old man who could of "lied" about being the father of their captain, Sanchi. He also felt stupid and a great huge mistake in his life and mainly in his name, believing that the great name, Dan Sanchez, would look like a joke after hearing the story of letting in a man, with traitor all over his body, in the crew.
"I saw him with the armadas," Sanchez said seriously to Jason, "I mean it too! We told him everything about us and even had that treaty near us, a paper where important agreements are on...that can change the direction of this war!"
Jason wasn't very wise. definitely being the one who couldn't solve Sanchez's issue but he at least had common sense and knowledge on what to do to traitors, believing they should all hang. 
"He's the father of your captain, who's in a coma," Jason said, carelessly trying to calm Sanchez down, "And if he's going to turn against us; let him hang!"
He wouldn't mind seeing Stannis hang for all of his "supposed" actions, but the main problem was Sanchi seeing his own father hang. Sanchez feared that it would destroy Sanchi deep down and break up the crew. The crew where Sanchez dreamed that'll become something bigger than any crew, believing that this crew would make history.
"Maybe we should just vote on it," Sanchez said to Jason, looking back at Moresco and the armada.
"Your captain is in a coma," Jason said wisely, "If you're the quartermaster, then you must start acting like one and not let this go without punishment."
Sanchez developed a worried look on his face, "And your thoughts on the punishment?"
Jason got closer to Sanchez, placing his filthy hand on Sanchez's shoulder. Jason's idea of the punishment was quite different from Sanchez's and perhaps the rest of the crew's idea.
"For these actions he must face the punishment," Jason said importantly, "And the punishment is death!"
Sanchez nodded his head, knowing what had to be done. With their captain out, Sanchez knew it was his time to act like a quartermaster and take matters in his own hands, acting as if he was a real captain.

Another long but tedious day went by, and Anthony was still standing on the poop deck, counting every second until they were back home again. With all the hard hits he earned on his face, yet still grateful for the unpredictable death of Captain West, he was lucky that he could even count the time. Although it seemed all he was doing was counting time until they would be back on land, he was also thinking about Amy. He remembered Chun's wise words from yesterday, taking it very serious for a better relationship with someone he actually loves. But due to thinking about returning back on land and his love of his life, he couldn't hear the loud footsteps behind him. A soft little quiet voice soon brought Anthony back, being that it was Amy's voice that could bring him back to reality, he felt.

"You've been in this same exact spot for awhile," Amy said softly, tapping on Anthony's small shoulder.
Anthony turned around fast, suddenly giving Amy a warm and welcome hug. As the words from Chun begin to go threw his young mind, Anthony knew it was time to tell Amy how he truly feels. Before Amy could surprisingly say a single word, Anthony gave her a quick kiss, leaving her completely speechless.
"Maybe our time is short due to the place we're in," Anthony said to Amy, "We're involved with a crew who's wanted by many men, powerful men who once owned me! Every breath we take, every breath I take, isn't taken for granted! When the day grows tired and my eyes close, I don't even know if they'll ever open again!"
Amy's cheerful look soon turned into a confused one, "Anthony...what are you afraid of?"
Anthony then took a deep breath like he was about to enter an arena with death all over it. A deep breath like he was about to face his worst fear...a deep breath like he was about to take a risk with deadly and dreadful consequences.
"Dying a lonely man," Anthony said seriously to Amy, "Living another day without you or our crew. I need you by my side more than every...I fought, my own blood was spilled for you..I even fantasized for you and want to die without you and want to live with you! Amy...I love you."
Amy's pale cheeks soon became red as her eyes became watery. She was overwhelmed from Anthony's lovely words that she cried, falling right into his arms. She felt the same exact way as Anthony, believing both of them were perfect for each other, feeling belong and finally right.
"Where did you get all this courage from?" Amy said softly, kissing Anthony repeatedly.
Anthony looked into Amy's eyes, seeing a potential future for the two, already started to cherish every moment as if it was his last with her. He grabbed Amy by her shoulders and pushed her cheeks into his lips, not wanting to ever let go. The bravery came from the thought of losing her, the thought of them being separated, thinking their love was just as strong as a bullet or sharp objects. While everything was going down, Anthony then looked up and noticed Chun and One-Eyed Jack watching, with big smiles. Anthony couldn't help but smile back, giving a gentle nod towards Chun.

"He's evil," Sanchez said, playing with a handful of rocks while watching their new prisoner, "Stannis...It makes sense now!"
Jason rolled his eyes as he begin to focus on what to do with the armada sitting right in front of him, all tied up to a tree, looking a bit helpless. Moresco was high up into the tree, using his bloody and long claws to climb up just to keep a lookout.
"Armadas...they're everywhere," Jason said, rubbing his chin for answers, "We can't even fire a shot without them finding us...if they haven't already found the dead one!"
After long and long time of thinking of a plan, the silent finally broke as the prisoner begin to speak. His goal was to make the pirates fear and fear but when he started to speak, Jason could easily hear the fear in his tone.
"You're all doomed," Jackson said, looking up into the trees, "There's dozens of us, going against three of you!"
Sanchez laughed at the joke he thought the trapped armada was saying, while Jason and Moresco begin to fret over Jackson's words. But the armada wasn't done trying to make them over exaggerate the situation.
"Find ya daughters, sons, wives," Jackson said, scolding at Jason, "Because today's will be your last day!"
It was Jackson's plan to weaken Jason a little, watching as Jason's angry face soon became a terrified one. Jason soon begin to worry about his two daughters, a nightmare he would never want to encounter. Sanchez looked over at Jason and he even noticed the father becoming weak from a hateful man's words, also seeing the evil smile on Jackson's face. To make everything worse, Jackson continued.
"You must be a father," Jackson said directly to Jason.
He shook his head as he turned around to avoid eye contact with Jackson, also trying to hide his tears. He wanted to get back home to see his daughters and assure their safety. A man he never met in his life already begin to weaken him and he realized it, trying to hide his tears and his soft side from Sanchez and Jackson. Then to make things worse, the words came out of Jackson's words made his own life in jeopardy as if his own goal was to be killed by Jason.
"If I get out of this...I'm gonna kill your daughters or sons," Jackson said calmly
Jason then turned around, giving Jackson an angry look as he brought his sword out. Jason had to kill them, it was the only way out to escape his fear and the thoughts of losing his daughters. Without any thinking, he walked towards Jackson, who was helpless. Sanchez got in front of Jason to stop him but he couldn't, soon getting thrown on the ground.
"Get away!"
Sanchez was facing the ground when Jackson begin to scream horribly, soon hearing the knife going into Jackson's chest, ending his scream of terror and the living armada. That was it. The life of the man, that they hardly knew anything about, was over from strike from an anger father, being over protected over his daughters. He could of had a family, Jason thought as he tried to pull the pinned knife out. Unable to, he threw the body into the tree, quickly turning around to try and forget all about what he did...but it wouldn't escape Jason's mind just like that. He killed a man, who could of had two daughters just like him, just like that.

"You didn't have to!" Sanchez said, pushing Jason lightly, trying to get him to snap back to reality, "You hear me?!"
Jason looked up at Sanchez, noticing the fearless anger on his face but that wasn't the thing that Jason noticed. Jason leaned over Sanchez's short shoulders, eyes becoming wide from be bewildered, seeing what was behind Sanchez. Sanchez then turned around too, noticing a young man, in his mid 20s with armor that grabbed their attentions, it was another armada. The armada pulled out his sword as he begin to panic, while Jason and Sanchez stood there in front of the man, completely surprised and speechless. They knew this could all end badly if the Deacon and the armadas would hear shots being fired or hearing one of his men yelling for his line, causing a nightmare for Jason and his two daughters. 
"Now calm down and we can settle this," Sanchez said calmly, slowly tiptoeing towards the armada
The armada stood there, shaking continuously as the fear grew bigger and bigger. As Sanchez approached him and out of the weakness of fear, he punched Sanchez in his face and pushed him down, soon beginning to run. Jason then picked up Sanchez's pistol and aimed it, finger begin to pull down on the trigger...until Sanchez jumped in front of Jason's sight.
"Don't!" Sanchez cried, "They'll hear our guns and will come right for us!"
Jason glanced at the armada, who was getting farther and father away from them. He then threw down Sanchez's pistol and threw the back off his back, preparing for a daring but also dangerous run. Jason then started to chase the prey, leaving Sanchez and Moresco behind. It was the thought of anyone putting his two girls in danger that made him into a fearless man, something Sanchez haven't seen before.
"Enemy is running!" Moresco cried out
Sanchez then got up, taking a few deep breaths and turned towards Moresco before running off, "Moresco, stay here and keep an eye on our stuff!"

The armada took an open path, with no trees or anything in his way. It was also an easy way for the armadas to see one of their own running panicky, and Jason knew this. He didn't take the path as he dove out of the path, still right behind the running armada. Running into thorns and dodging countless fallen trees, Jason remained indestructible, getting closer and closer to the target.
"Jason!" Sanchez yelled, seeing Jason nor the armada around him, "It's not worth it!"
But Jason couldn't hear Sanchez, making his words useless. Sanchez then stopped and looked around the trees in the jungle, looking for a clue on their whereabouts. Then, he noticed a direct clue on their location as he noticed birds flying out of trees near him, from Jason and the armada. Sanchez then grinned like he claimed victory before even seeing it, taking a short cut in the jungles.

The armada was near their campsite, where Deacon and Rooke was located. Jason also knew this too, seeing and hearing armadas nearby. He was close to the runner but his stamina was weak, due to his age, and he started to become tired and grew slower. It seemed impossible for him to reach the armada as the young soldier was getting further and further away from Jason but a string of luck and skills came into use for Sanchez as he dove out like a starving animal hunting his prey, and eventually tackling the armada to the ground. Sanchez then pulled his pistol out and pointed it at the armada's head, "Say a word and I'll pull the trigger and end you!"
The armada remained silent as Jason finally caught up to them, breathing heavily as if he ran for days and days. Jason then fell to the ground to relax, until Sanchez caused him to get up, believing that right now isn't the right time to rest, due to their situation.
"They're going to come in the jungle or the woods, whatever it is, to look for this man and the other two," Sanchez said painfully
The two begin to think as they arrived back to Moresco and their belongings, completely hopeless without a plan. Luckily they knew it would be stupid to drag three bodies in the small town.
"We need to do something," Jason said obviously, "This isn't..."
Suddenly Sanchez raised his hand, immediately causing Jason to be quiet. It was almost like a light bulb became brighter above Sanchez's head, releasing out a chuckle with a determined grin. He knew the perfect plan, all from Moresco.
"I got something," Sanchez said, pointing ahead, where Moresco was at, "It's perfect!"
Jason smiled, soon vanishing as he realized how dark and sick the plan was. Jason looked away from the scene, the scene where Moresco was making one of the deceased armada looking like a suicidal scene.
"We're making it look like they did it to themselves," Sanchez said, "Get the other body, I'll take care of this one."
It was a vile plan, Sanchez thought as he grabbed one of the armada's deceased body, also bringing the rope from his bag. Also, it was a plan that Sanchez, Jason, and Moresco wanted to forget to as if it never happened. It was the only plan as of now.

Few hours later after noticing three of Deacon's men were still missing, Deacon decided to put matters in his own hands. He had a wild feeling that his men were killed by Stannis's son and his crew, looking over and giving him an evil stare.
"If all this was from your son and his crew, I'll make sure Kane handles you," Deacon said to Stannis, purposely bumping into his right shoulder.
Stannis nodded fearfully at Deacon. Soon his normal and unfazed face became a worried and fearful one.

Deacon, Rooke, and several armadas marched into the woods, weapons all out and ready for any danger. They marched quietly, with their ears and eyes wide open to inspect anything coming towards them. Rooke, who had a rough smile on his face as he became thirsty for blood, approached Deacon from behind to talk to him.
"I hope it's the crew with the treaty," Rooke whispered to Deacon, "Imagine our army with a powerful ally like Mooshu."
Deacon nodded his head, liking the idea of finding the treaty and finding the crew that Kane described as "worthy."
"Could be a great thing...or even a terrible thing," Deacon said, leading the group of five armadas
Suddenly they could hear movement, soon stopping instantly with their weapons out and ready. Deacon scanned the area to look for the enemy nearby, but it wasn't in front or behind him. It was above him.
"Above!" An armada cried
Woosh! Suddenly an armada body fell out of a tree from above, but never landed on any of the armadas...or the ground. The rope around the armada's neck stopped the man from hitting the ground. Deacon and the rest then ran towards the body, gracing at the scene as they described as a "coward way out" but that wasn't the only scene they noticed. A couple of feet ahead, as one of the armadas approached with a lantern, was an armada with his throat slit. Deacon then angrily approached the only deceased armada, noticing a knife in the armada's hand. At this moment, Deacon was furious and also wretched, feeling like two of his own men weren't train properly and resulted in two suicides. 
"Two of my own men that I chose to come with me," Deacon said, turning away from the bodies, "Took the cowardly way out!"
"Not just two," Rooke said, who mystery disappeared few minutes ago, "Jackson stabbed his self right in the chest."
Deacon couldn't believe what he saw or was hearing, soon having a theory that all of this was staged, "This had of been someone's work!"
"We have no proof," Rooke said sadly, "Best bet is to bury the bodies and not discuss this with Kane or anyone else."

None of them could risk the rumor of three armadas committing suicide get around, thinking it would make their army look weak. It was a bold move for them to cover up, even though it was something far from a suicide.
"Keep this as a secret," Deacon annouced to the armadas around, "Or you'll be hanging."

Wednesday, September 14, 2016

The Warrior "Up Ahead" S1 E15

Sanchez and Moresco ran back to Samuel's market, where they past several sellers who looked at them like they would a criminal, soon letting it be known about their presences. They finally made it to the market, seeing in front of Sanchi's dorm was two bodies and Jason, who was sitting in front of them as a nervous wreck.
"I've only been gone for a few hours," Sanchez said, running to Jason, "And three people are already dead?"
Jason threw his bloody hands up. He looked like he saw a ghost or even witnessed his family being murdered, face crunched up in his shaky hands and started to avoid eye contact with Sanchez or Moresco.
"They tried to kill Sanchi," Jason said nervously, "I-I-I killed one of them...I killed a human being! I guess it came from all the anger that was built up in my body....but-but I should of never killed him after I unarmed him. I'm a murderer in the eye of God!"
Sanchez then left Jason there to panic like a little girl, running into Sanchi's dorm to check on someone who was more important than Jason.

Blood all over the wooden floor and on the walls like someone was painting this horrified sight red, Sanchez thought as he managed to calm his self from throwing up. He looked over at Sanchi's bed, where Stannis was sitting in a chair, blood and bruises all over his face, and just stared at the bloody wall.
"You made a mistake," Sanchez said calmly, "Everyone all around know who it was and they know where that man lives!"
Stannis didn't speak, still staring at the bloody wall like the ruined wall had answers for the man. Meanwhile Sanchez just laughed and placed both ofhis hands on the back of his head, becoming very stressed and worried even more. He tried to calm his self but with the thoughts of others coming in here again and tried to assassinate one of his crewmates, he just couldn't help but explode. Sanchez grabbed a chair and threw it into the bloody wall, where Stannis was staring at.
"Wake up old man it ain't nap time!" Sanchez cried as he taunted Stannis, "Your own son was almost killed and now with you killing that merchant...his name and of course our names are top on the list!"
Stannis looked up at Sanchez, giving him a disgusted stare, "Maybe you should start doing something about it rather than sitting around and let the madness continue!"
Sanchez snickered sarcastically, "I have been working and I listen to my crew and last time I remembered, you weren't apart of this crew and also...I was voted as the quartermaster!"
Stannis laughed, jumping out of his chair, "You've been voted by three other crewmates and I'm quite sure two of them thinks quartermaster mostly involves money! Fool, they'll only obey Sanchi's orders, aka the captain, not you!"
Sanchez took a few steps towards Stannis, staring him directly in the eye valiantly. Both of the two then placed their hands on their weapons, moments away from spilling even more blood, all in front of Sanchi.
"Remove your hand from your weapon," Stannis said in an angry tone, "I know you do not wish to spill more blood in here."
Sanchez shook his head with an angry-like grin, "Aye, will you be the one who'll spill more blood in here? Next to your unconscious son? Kill your captain's quartermaster, right? You probably don't care to have someone else's blood on your hands...I know you're fond of it!"
A rep that Stannis use to enjoy, being the one that was feared by many but he soon started to regret the reputation as being a "traitor and murderer" ever since he met his son. Although Stannis did all the betrayal and killing, but it was really the money and the strive for his pay that made him do the things he deeply, and now, regretted. Stannis thought about his reputation after Sanchez figured it out, becoming speechless. With nothing else to say, Stannis just walked out of the room.
"Is me master awake?" Moresco said, standing at the opened door with a begging and teary look
Sanchez shook his head with lots of things on his mind, as if he was having the feeling that everything begin to fall on his shoulders, "No, Moresco."

Land, the piece of land where they've been hiding in for a week now, the sight of it just a few miles from them. Anthony could see the island being hidden by the puffy clouds, he just smiled, revealed a missing front tooth, from the thought of returning back to his crew. Staring into the thick clouds, he begin to fantasized like he had nothing better to do.
"Almost home," Chun said, snapping Anthony back into reality, "That's what Jack been telling everyone."
Anthony nodded his head, turning around to Chun, revealing his swollen eye and purple bruises all over his face.
"Jack also told everyone that you're a hero," Chun said kindly
Anthony laughed as if what Chun said was just a lame joke, "Sure."
Chun shrugged his shoulders, shortly approaching Anthony closer, "I still think you and I are cowards...nothing more but at the same time, we saved everyone from getting into a head-on ship battle, which could of been bad."
Anthony nodded his head again, "I just got lucky from Jack's little present."
Chun smiled, shaking Anthony playfully, "Lucky or not, I think your name is stitched onto Amy's heart!"
He looked up to Chun, wondering if he was being serious. Chun nodded his head with a smile without Anthony even saying a single word, knowing what was going on in young pirate's mind.
"I'd do anything for her," Anthony said softly, "I had no courage or even a hit in me against West, but when she kissed me, I felt invincible as if she filled my empty scared body with courage! Tell me Chun, is this a significant sign of love?"
Chun nodded his head, patting the one who was developing into a young man after his first act of piracy.
"Talk to her," Chun said, "When we reach home, tell her what you told me and if you do, she'll love you even more!"
Antony became anxious and exciting to return back, turning around just to stare at their home, going into the clouds.

The debt wasn't over, not until Samuel receive his treasure and become pleased, which meant more work for Sanchi's crew. After a long day for Sanchez, he was sent out to gather rare green berries for beer or even tea but he wasn't alone as Moresco and Jason both received the news that they'd have to go with him.
"He's gonna be sending us on the stupidest tasks until Amy comes back with what he wants," Jason said angrily
"Aye," Sanchez said, looking up into two very tall trees, glancing at a group of berries all the way on the top, "Did Samuel inform us that the berries were every...high up?"
Jason pulled out his old and rusty binoculars, shaking his head with a loud sign, "Rare type of berries and most of the time the rare ones are in the most difficult spots."
Sanchez threw his hands up as if he was surrendering. He and Jason both knew they were too heavy to make their way up by climbing on the branches. But then Sanchez looked down at Sanchi's little comrade, who had wings on his back and laid less than sixty pounds, knowing Moresco would be the perfect one for this mission. At that point, Sanchez had hope to gather to berries after pointing at Moresco.
"You and me can't climb up there," Sanchez said to Jason, "But our little buddy can definitely can!"
Jason looked down at Moresco, then looking up at Sanchez and gave him an impressed look, "Right!"
"Master's partner," Moresco said, pulling on Sanchez's shirt, "Must Moresco be the one for this job?"
Sanchez bent over and picked up Moresco, throwing him a couple of feet in the air, eventually landing on a branch on the tree. Moresco then stood up carefully and looked all the way up, seeing the long but yet ruthless climb for him...but with his determination and passion to please people, he stuck his sharp claws into the tree and begin to climb up. Staring from the bottom as they watched the little creature climb up, Sanchez somewhat felt like everything was coming right back to him and soon enough, they'd be out of this place and off to Mooshu.
"This little Monquistador," Jason said calmly, "Can he do it?"
"Let's hope so," Sanchez said, "Can't have two in a coma."

Moresco was close to his goal, seeing the berries as he climbed closer and closer to it. Luckily he didn't even look down to see how high he was. Getting closer once again, Moresco climbed the final branch all the way on top of the tree, feeling like the companion who's on top of the whole entire Spiral.
"Me on top!" Moresco's voice begin to echo all around the woods, "In good reach of berries!"
As a matter of time their luck was bound to run out. When Moresco turned his little bodies to grab the berries and from a good distance, he saw an old man with a bald head talking to a group of armadas. One of the armadas were tall and ginormous, looking like a big giant from far ahead, and he glanced over at the other armada with a large and tall hat on his head, seeing the gold trim around it. It was a disturbing sight for him as he begin to breath heavier and more nervous, causing him to lose his balance on the tree.
"Bad men," Moresco begin to repeat over and over again to his self, "Bad men!"

Leaves falling from the tree and landing next to their feet, Sanchez couldn't get a clear view of Moresco but could see the top branch shaking repeatedly. Once again he started to worry again, trying to look for Jason's binoculars.
"Binoculars," Sanchez said suddenly as he started to walk away from him
Jason developed a confused look, trying to see what was happening on top of the tree, "What?"
Sanchez turned around and reached into Jason's pocket, pulling out the binoculars. He then tried to get a clear view on what was going on, seeing Moresco standing shaken on a branch as if he saw his future's death right in front of him, Sanchez thought as he pulled out his pistol and started to yell; "Moresco!"
Moresco's voice then begin to echo and Sanchez heard it, hearing words he wished he never heard. His fear grew larger as he heard what Moresco was yelling, running towards where Moresco was staring at.
"Get Moresco out of the tree," Sanchez yelled to Jason, "I think the armadas found us!"
Sanchez was terrified and endangered with the thoughts of them being captures grew scarier and scarier as Sanchez continued to run towards where Moresco was staring at. 
"We've been sitting here for days now!"
Sanchez stopped and dropped to the ground, hearing Deacon's voice. He remained there, silent as if someone stitched his mouth, lying on the ground nervously and continued to hear their conversation. He recognized Deacon's voice and even Rooke's voice while he was on the ground eavesdropping.
"We are royal people, not that pathetic scumbags you've been hiding with," Deacon said to someone, "As piracy grows, we just keep climbing down and eventually decline! You understand now, old man?"
Sanchez scooted up even more, crawling towards the bush to see who they were talking to. As he got closer and closer, he felt his heart beat even faster with the rest of his body shaking even more. Finally making his way to the bush, he slowly look through the bush's thin leaves. Suddenly he felt disgusted and furious, after looking at who was on the other side of the bush. Sanchez felt like he was in a dream, realizing him and his whole crew was betrayed by the old man that was named, Stannis.
"You all should leave," Stannis said, glancing towards a bush that was shaking, "And...."
"We've been here for days now," Rooke shouted, slamming his axe down, "Please tell me you aren't falling in love with your traitor of a son!"
"I never said that!" Stannis said, feeling offended, "They just aren't worth it without that treaty!"
Rooke might of been the dumbest one there but Deacon wasn't, and he knew that his son and his crew still has the treaty.
"We were right," Deacon said calmly, bringing everyone's attention towards him, "Stannis...your own child changed you!"
Stannis was getting mad but yet he knew they were right, "Without me...without me Kane would of never spotted this crew! I will not be criticized by Kane's sidekick and an underpaid monster!"
Sanchez continued to listen, staring directly at Stannis with one of his fists crunched up. 
"No need for a fit Stanford," Deacon said, getting closer to Stannis, "We're all doing our jobs and are working constantly to find these pirates. Remember our job? Your son is nothing close to a pirate but yet we don't know much about his crew. I know what you have to do and the reasons why; piracy, we need to vanish piracy and with Sanchi and his crew causing trouble...it'll be quite difficult."
Suddenly the bush behind them started to move again, causing the armadas to focus on the plant. Deacon then snapped his fingers, eventually two guards ran towards Deacon. After seeing nothing behind the bush, Deacon suddenly heard a gunshot from close by, alarming everyone nearby.
"Maybe it's your son who listened to us," Deacon said, pulling out his pistol, "Guess it's time to check..."
Stannis jumped in front of Deacon, stopping him from moving anymore. Stannis thought it was just a hunger looking for some food, thinking it was one of Deacon's men but Deacon didn't believe him. He started to be fed up with pirates and Sanchi's crew.
"Jackson and Davis," Deacon called up two of his rangers, "Find whoever is in these woods and bring them to me!"
The two rangers ran deep into the woods. Deacon then begin to walk back to his ship to rest in, being followed by Stannis, who was trying to convince Deacon that it was nothing in the woods, gambling with his own life.
"There's no law saying others cannot hunt for their own food," Stannis said, thinking he was defending Sanchi., "Perhaps it was one of your men!"
"If it was a pirate then I want him here and dead," Stannis said, walking on his ship, "I must rest now."

With anger and loads of hatred, Sanchez ran from the armadas and back to Jason, suddenly bumping into an armada. Without asking any questions or hearing his words, Sanchez just knocked down the armada and fired a shot into him. A shot that notified Deacon and the rest.