The docks, far away from the other docks that were owned by Derwitchi's army. The long dark green leaves, flying down and landing on the bright green ground of the jungles of Skull island, a place where Sanchez use to call his home. The docks were a familiar sight, where Sanchez and his companions ran and got on board of a ship, where his life would change from there..just like the one who saved them, Sanchi.
"These docks just bring back great memories," Sanchez said, loading up his two pistols, "Memories where I lost Shiruku from those creatures and their hand-made spears! And of course, the retching memory of Bonnie leaving my side, with a pouch of coins!"
Sanchi felt a bit guilty, remembering he was the one who gave the pouch filled with golden coins to Bonnie, enough to get her a ship and a weeks worth of food.
"Both of the two are in a better place," Sanchi said calmly, "But they don't matter as of now. We need to find this warrior who has the paper."
Sanchi, Sanchez, and Stannis, the only healthy ones who had the skills, walked off the ship, and begin to roam into the deep jungles of Skull island. The jungles where troggys were known seeking around with fresh blood from their last meal dripping blood but the troggys weren't the real threat.
"The vicious lizard-like creatures aren't a big threat during the day," Stannis added, hearing the squealing of a few troggys.
The tribe of the troggys, viscous and bloody thirsty creatures were known to be out during the day, but at nigh more and more of them lurked all around. Sanchi still didn't trust his father, remorse about letting him come but he knew Stannis was right about those lizard-like creatures. The three of them finally walked into the jungles, leaving Anthony and Amy on the ship alone.
"These jungles," Sanchi said to Sanchez, "Those stupid creatures who constantly squealed like little babies. Sanchez, I don't under how you can handle this."
Sanchez smiled, feeling proud that he was actually valuable for this little objective, but that wasn't the real reason why he was proud. He felt closer to his given dream, becoming a pirate bigger and rich than anyone could ever imagine. The low class musketeer, Sanchez, felt like he was more valuable to Avery or even Juhn Woun, knowing how the armadas are looking for them and also how they're finding an important treaty.
"Some nights I actually dread running towards that loud shot you fired," Sanchez said, "But now coming this far, it seems like destiny is leading me somewhere else."
Gunshots? Sanchi remembered the horrid night like it happened just last night, being surrounded by dangerous and soulless clockworks, and then eventually being chased by creatures who'd drink fresh blood if they could. Gunshots was something that Sanchi never remembered, realizing he only had a sword and his companion didn't even pull out his little musket until the armadas showed up.
"I never fired a single shot," Sanchi said, "Nor my companion did."
Sanchez stopped, causing Sanchi and Stannis to stop too, as his smile soon developed into a frown with a confuse tone on it. An important clue, Sanchez soon to realize, was a gunshot that no one other than the armadas could of fired.
"Then...it was the armadas," Sanchez said, "Perhaps it was Kane and the armadas but who could of been their targets? The troggys didn't come out until we scuffled with the armadas. So maybe that gunshot...was the shot that killed that warrior!"
From that point, Sanchi thought Sanchez was a genius, diminishing all the thoughts about his stupidity. Then the two started to run towards Sanchez's camp, where he would then lead Sanchi to where he heard the gunshots. Although the two started to run, there was another one who stood still, staring directly at the soft ground like he had the right answer for him, Stannis.
"I can't believe I'm doing this," Stannis murmured to his self, "I shouldn't be here."
He wasn't talking about the regrets he did to his own son, nor about betraying the warriors. He couldn't believe he was with two of his own potential threats, two that the armadas were trying to find, two that he's suppose to find out their destination and betray them, too.
First time seeing the camp he lived in for years, all destroyed. Sanchez's tents was in flames like the fire from their little campfire set it all on fire. Slowly approaching the burnt tent and stepping into the deep dark ashes as if he survived a volcano explosion but Sanchez didn't feel that grateful at that point. He felt disappointed, the ashes of his tent slowly blowing out of his hand and into the air.
"Kane probably did this," Sanchi said, kicking down the cooking pot
Memories, all vanished right out of his mind like a ghost-like creature without a soul went through Sanchez's thick skull and grabbed the cherished memories out.
"Shouldn't worry about this mess," Sanchez said, kicking down the remains right into the ashes, "I know where I heard those gunshots."
Sanchi nodded his head, patiently waiting for Sanchez to run towards the direction of the gunshot, where the warrior with the Mooshu's treaty died.
"Straight ahead," Sanchez said in a depressed tone, "It's a long run."
Sanchez then took a deep breath and started to run, knowing he'll be running for a long time. Sanchi then looked around the area, noticing his father creeping up with a normal face on, not making any face expressions to his son. Sanchi then turned back around and followed Sanchez, leaving Stannis alone again. Although this time Stannis followed but he didn't run, he walked to the location carelessly as if he had nothing to be afraid of.
"It's over here," Sanchez said, finally stopping after a long run, "I heard it here and this...is where we met."
Sanchi finally made it there too, just a little delayed due to the long and heavy sword on him, causing him to run a bit slower than usual. The area definately changed after Sanchi and the armadas discovered it, battling and leaving several armadas in the cold ground, where nothing will comfort them besides the dead spirits.
"I think your father got lost," Sanchez said, looking around to find him.
Sanchi shrugged his shoulders, understanding that his father's not the priority, "Find the body so we can carry on to Mooshu."
Sanchez tore up long grass in the jungles, hoping to find the dead warrior's body. He walked past several destroyed armadas, trying to find a body that doesn't have silver armor on it like it was a game, a game Sanchez wanted to get done. Then, he noticed some different from the armada's bodies, hidden in the long red grass. Sanchez slowly approached the body, finger on the trigger firmly and slowly grabbed the boot of the body and slowly pulled it out, revealing a blue-skinned color man with gills on the side of his face, and a long brown robe like the warriors wear. Sanchez smiled, revealing a smile Sanchi hasn't seen since the beginning of the adventure. Sanchez then ripped the boot off the warrior's foot, taking skin with it, and pulled out a filthy piece of paper with a signature of Lord Derwitchi.
"I think we can carry onto Mooshu very soon," Sanchez said, holding up the piece of paper, "Inform your master that we'll be there in a few..."
"Drop the weapons, Lambards!"
Swoosh! Suddenly an arrow flew past Sanchez's face and nailed into the tree behind him. Sanchez quickly placed the treaty into his boot and kicked the warrior's body back into where he found it as a group of pirates ran out from the trees.
"We're just explorers," Sanchez said, aiming his pistols at the pirates, "Ones who like to discover new things!"
The six pirate troops didn't speak to them or even moved, until a tall and bald headed pirate walked in front of them, following footsteps of a dark-skin man, with an outfit similar to the deceased warrior. A man Sanchi heard many stories about, being known as a powerful fighter with a sword.
"I am Juhn Woun," he said, placing his hand softly on the grip of his sword, "Allegiances of the Warriors and the Pirate army!"
Sanchez became nervous as Juhn looked him right into the eyes, giving him a death-like stare. He glanced over at Sanchi, who was smiling almost like he had the perfect plan for this kind of situation, but in reality he didn't have a plan.
"We know ye are not explorers," Max said, aiming his weapon right at Sanchez's head, "We know who ye be!"
"Pirate," Sanchez said, talking to Dorugh, "Tell your pirate-in-training to stop aiming his weapon at me or..."
Dorugh started to laugh as he approached Sanchez, his small musket touching Sanchez's forehead, finger nervously shaking on the trigger. He was the type of commander who didn't care about the main priority's sidekick, he only cared about the priority, which was Sanchi.
"You're outnumbered," Dorugh whispered to Sanchez, "So shut your mouth!"
Sanchi quickly pulled out his sword completely, facing the pirate's commander, "So you're going to threaten the ones you're seeking? Is this how you're gonna persuade us?"
Dorugh nodded his head at Sanchi, giving Sanchez a carelessly look, "I only care about one who's in front of us and that is the one who defeated both Kane and Deacon alone!"
"Aye," Sanchez yelled back at Dorugh, "But yet you want to kill his friend too?"
"Ye be not friend," Max said, "Ye is his sidekick!"
Sanchez didn't care who was in front of him, up to arguing with anyone if he can save his life. He continued to argue with Dorugh and Max both, right in front of Juhn, who was standing there silently and watched.
"We know ye are not explorers," Stannis heard the voices of nearby pirates, "We know who ye be!"
Stannis stopped, hiding behind long grass and eased drop into their conversation. He felt a bit guilty after seeing both sides he betrayed, knowing soon he may pay the price. As he continued to watch pirates surrounding his son, he started to feel even more responsible for all of the trouble, not worrying anything around him.
"You're outnumbered!" Stannis heard them yelling.
Finally he realized the important value. He started to realize why his son became one of the most wanted man throughout the large Spiral. He soon believed that it was a luck of destiny to find these two together, to perhaps make Sanchi stronger, something that Stannis thought. As he looked down at the little puddle in front of him, he saw a man who could be something more than just a worthless spy.
"Stanford Sameria," Pirate said, "The one they call Stannis because of a little song, singing about his betrayal to others and his killing!"
Only one pirate was behind Stannis, hearing the pirate pulling his sword out. Although Stannis thought more of the pirate, one who knew Stannis as Stanford and the little tale about him.
"Tales," Stannis said calmly, "You're going to believe everything they tell ya, pirate?"
The pirate smiled, revealing a mouth without any but one tooth, "Of course me will!"
Stannis smiled, shaking his head frequently, slowly pulling out his pistol. The pirate didn't notice Stannis as he slowly pulled out his sword while the pirate begin to whistle a little tune.
"Stanford what ye be in for? From day and night, his own friends he stabs with his knife, the story of Stannis! Stannis, the man who kills anyone in a minute, oooh me hope he stays with all his might!"
Stannis jumped away from the pirate, rolling right behind him and pulled the trigger, releasing a loud and smokey shot.
"Let's stop this argument," Juhn finally spoke again, "Shall we?"
Sanchi smiled at Juhn, thinking that taunting could be the next best idea they had. Sanchi was hardly afraid of anything, not being afraid to fight against the armadas and now not being afraid to fight the pirates. Sanchi slowly took a few steps towards Juhn, "We shall but should I add the explanation on why we're here? Maybe we're here to go back to our old home or perhaps just are looking for some of the best berries and now we're stopped by a group who believe in justice but are aiming their weapons at us? Come on lads, we're not near your territory and these jungles are scary."
Speechless, Juhn just stood there, amazed by all the disrespect from Sanchi. The two of them just stood there as if they were preparing for another game of death stare, but soon it ended because of a loud shot.
Boom! Juhn Woun looked away from Sanchi, focusing on who fired the shot, becoming distracted. Dorugh and the pirates aimed their weapons all around their areas, trying to find the potential threats. Meanwhile Sanchi and Sanchez both looked at each other, shaking their heads, knowing this was the perfect chance to run.
"Maybe their companions be in a tree," Max called out, shooting into the tree, "I don't see anything!"
Sanchez ran into the crowd of the pirates, throwing Max right into Dorugh, and running past them. Dorugh and Max both got back up and fired at Sanchez, missing all their shots on the runaways.
"The rest of ye scallywags go out there now," Max commanded, reading Dorugh's mind, "Don't let him get away!"
Dorugh and Juhn both knew Sanchez wasn't the biggest threat, but the one who stayed still in front of them, Sanchi. As the rest of the pirate troops chased Sanchez, Dorugh and Max aimed their weapons at Sanchi.
"Hands up," Dorugh said, "It's over!"
But Sanchi knew it wasn't. He wasn't afraid of two pirates and Juhn Woun, remembering the other challenges he faced. Sanchi wasn't even intimidated as he started to walk towards Juhn, with his sword held tight in his hands.
"He's moving!"
Max ran towards Sanchi, trying to pull him away but he was no match for Sanchi. He grabbed Max by the head and elbowed his nose, blood dripping everywhere and threw him into a tree, knocking him out of his mind. Then Dorugh ran towards Sanchi, trying to knock him out with the back of his gun. First as he heard Dorugh coming, Sanchi moved his head away and turned around, kicking Dorugh in his stomach and then headbutting him, knocking him out too.
"Finally," Sanchi said calmly, "I can finally see the real Juhn Woun!"
Sanchi made the first move, running towards a still Juhn and swung at him but the warrior dodged his move instantly. Juhn quickly started to swing his sword at Sanchi, Sanchi dodging his hits too like he read every move from an old book in ancient fighting. Juhn was impressed, smiling at Sanchi. Then he ran at Sanchi just as soon as Sanchi ran at him, both swords colliding and causing the two to fall back a little. Sanchi then ran back to Juhn, kicking his knee and tried to slice his head off but Juhn dropped completely on the ground to dodge it, quickly jumping back up. Now, Sanchi was impressed.
"I don't want to harm you," Juhn said, "But you're valuable for us and you know the knowledge of the treaty!"
Sanchi laughed at Juhn, "You're not valuable to me and I do wanna hurt you!"
Cling cling! Both the two continue to fight with their swords, none of the two became victorious just yet but soon Juhn knew it'd take more than just his sword. Juhn ran towards Sanchi again, using some of his best moves taught long ago. First he jumped up in mid air, dodging Sanchi's low hits, and then spun around Sanchi, cutting his pants open. Now he was completely behind Sanchi, placing his arms around Sanchi's neck and flipping him on the ground, kicking his sword out of his hands.
"I don't want to harm you," Juhn repeated his words again, "Give up!"
Sanchi smiled, not planning to give up but he had nothing else. No weapon, no plan, no one to help, nothing.
"I know you'd love that treaty," Sanchi said, "But you won't get it!"
Suddenly Stannis ran out of nowhere, tackling Juhn right to the ground and into a strong tree. Stannis then turned Juhn Woun and slammed his gun on the back of his head, knocking him out for a little while.
"Looks like you needed help," Stannis said calmly, helping his Sanchi up.
Towards Stannis, Sanchi thought he was a villain who became a better father and a hero, suddenly changing his opinion on his own father. It was like Stannis changed into a new man right in front of Sanchi, helping him up. Sanchi actually trusted his father now, giving him a warm and tight hug. Finally Stannis felt like he gained Sanchi's trust, still feeling a bit awful for his further plans. Songs started to play in his head, a little tale he heard lots long ago, "Stannis, the one who will betray anyone in minutes."
Running through the long fields, dodging shots as he felt them fly by him, running in the open land like he was chasing freedom but in reality he was running with it. Sliding behind tree by tree and taking sharp turns, Sanchez still couldn't lose the four pirates who were still right behind him. Without Dorugh or Max, a pirate with no honor and just a tad of dignity mixed into with cockiness, Henry was his name and he led the other three pirates.
"Come on ye landlubbers," Henry said, trying to aim at the running Sanchez.
Many described him as a "pirate troop without honor" from all the ones he betrayed and the orders he didn't listen. Since his father was an important member in the council, this pirate was always let off easy and still learned nothing. Killing, he enjoyed the sight of watching some take their last breath of air, red liquid slowly spill out from their body, Henry loved the sight.
Meanwhile for Sanchez, he noticed the leader they got left, Henry, was right on his tail and coming closer. Soon enough, Sanchez was out of the jungles and into a new area. An area where he knew trouble was and if he was seen, they would capture him fast. Sanchez noticed his mistake, running into the city of Skull island, where warriors and pirate troops lived at. He ran past citizens, even knocking a few down which luckily blocked Henry and the other troops for a few seconds.
"Stop him," Pirate troop yelled, "Stop the criminal!"
Sanchez heard the voices of the troops behind him, yelling out foul language to other nearby citizens to stop them, but the citizens were afraid of the running pirate who had two pistols in his hand. Running past nearby markets, Sanchez quickly ran into a short cut and even tackled a pile of crates, still jumping up fast when he saw the troops. While Sanchez was completely unaware on where he was heading, noticing a tall and dark building ahead, Henry and the troops all knew where he was heading. The pirate army's old trading center was where Sanchez was heading towards. The trading center use to be where all the trades occurred but due to the poor condition of the building, Derwitchi and the army disbanded the building and left it there, knowing soon it'll fall into the Skyways. Over thousands of windows, mostly ones that are busted. The outside structure of the building, pitch black with dark green mold and vines all on it.
"The abandoned trade center," Pirate troop said, "It's too dangerous there!"
But Sanchez didn't know about how unstable and dangerous the building was, until he witnessed the building tilting a little right when he stepped inside. As the wind blew harder, the tower started to tilt forward a bit more, causing Sanchez to run into the walls but that didn't worry him, the fear of being caught by Juhn Woun and the pirate army made him fearful.
The three pirates behind Henry all stopped as soon as they witnessed Sanchez running into the abandoned trader center, understanding it would be a suicide mission to go into there but Henry didn't think so. He wanted Sanchez, after all the tireless running, he thought. Although others described Henry as a "pirate with no honor", he still somewhat cared about his reputation and started to believe if he caught Sanchez, he would rank up. Due to his cockiness attitude, he believed he could go in there and take care of Sanchez, by his self.
"Trooper Henry," Pirate said nervously, "The wind is causing that building to tilt a little. Can ye imagine the outcome of us going in there?"
Henry looked over at the building, eyeballing it tilting, seeing Sanchez passing windows. He felt like he had all the power and felt invincible, slowly throwing his bag off and everything off him, except for his weapons. The pirate with no honor wanted this to be a good tale for many ages, "The Henry Millow, who captured one of the Spiral's baddest enemy."
"Ye stay there and keep on pissing ye pants," Henry said, "I be killing him me self!"
Saturday, August 30, 2014
The Warrior "Stolen" S1 E9
Flashback:
Since Sanchi was given to Hanju at a young age, the thought-to-be future farmer learned valuable lessons from his master, and most importantly he learned the skills and moves of some of the greatest buccaneers and swashbucklers learned. At such young age, Sanchi didn't care about the "life lessons", his master would frequently call it. Instead he wanted to know more training and skills to become a good fighter, a man the armadas would fear.
"Perhaps one day you'll be more than just a "student" in training," Hanju said, swirling his stick around like there were invisible enemies swarming there, "I hope you use your training well and not for purposes that'd disappoint me."
"I'll never disappoint you, master Hanju," Sanchi said, bowing to him, "But maybe one day I can bring the head of the thief's leader, who swarmed our crops!"
Hanju stopped walking along the cold river that flew through their valuable crops. He slowly turned around, facing his apprentice, who was only about 5 and a couple of inches, almost taller than him, and placed the soft of the palm of his hand under Sanchi's chin.
"There's a reason why he took our food," Hanju said, staring at Sanchi right in his eyes, "Right?"
Sanchi nodded his head, becoming a bit aggressive, "But he did something that was illegal! Shouldn't he pay for that, master?"
Hanju shook his head, a bit disappointed at his apprentice for forgetting all the lessons he taught them, "And if you had a family with kids, and they were starving, wouldn't you rob some farmer's land to feed his family?"
Sanchi shrugged his shoulders, imagining his self as a poor pirate who had to steal to feed his self and his family, becoming a bit depressed over it. He quickly changed the subject and tried to forget the other one, erasing it from his mind and hopefully from existence but that one little conversation would be stuck in Sanchi's mind for a long time.
"Master Hanju," Sanchi said, staring at the cobblestone ground, "What was my father like? Was he like a thief who couldn't feed his family?"
A subject Sanchi wouldn't to know so much about but at the same time was afraid to learn too much about his father. Luckily, Hanju didn't know much about Stannis but knew his father wasn't no thief.
"I don't know much but I know the one day when he knocked on my temple, bringing me a live child with blood all over him, crying like it saw a ghost, or perhaps was being haunted by one- but I knew it was hard for him to give up his child and that he loved his child. Still to this day I have a feeling one day he'll come back to you," Hanju said, "Perhaps when you're all grown and I am buried or thrown into the Skyways."
While Samuel explained the objective towards Sanchi and his crew, Sanchi wasn't mentally inside of the smelly and disgusting room, it was outside of it and hundreds of miles away but soon Sanchez begin tapping on his shoulder repeatedly.
"Quit your daydreaming," Sanchez joked, "Aye, you listened to any of what that Samuel fellow said?"
Sanchi glanced over at Sanchez, seeing the top of his father's head behind him, "Samuel?"
"The mission is quite simple," Samuel started to explain what he wanted, "I want the ones who can maybe fight and keep up. Of course me be here all cozy why some of ye risk ye life for some meals! But after hearing what the crane informed meh on, I be aware some of ye know where this location is."
Location? Sanchi slowly looked over at Sanchez, giving him a serious look, hoping Samuel wasn't thinking of the deep jungles of Skull island, where they Troggys roamed blood-thirsty like a group of savages on a daily routine.
"The crane is delirious sometimes," Sanchez said, stepping on front of Chun and the rest, "Can you explain more?"
The objective soon became simple as Samuel got deeper into it, "There be a warrior who died a few weeks ago, being killed by the armadas. He was named Morax and had valuable plans from Juhn Woun, that was suppose to be delivered to Mooshu. Now Derwitchi's allegiance is looking for it and are sending troops all around the Spiral and perhaps Kane is too..but here be the besty part...Kane didn't know this Morax had the information when he executed him, and Derwitchi is still unaware where he was killed."
The objective seemed a bit simple, trying to find a dead body with valuable information on him but yet most of them never encountered troggys or even fought against the armadas, except for Sanchi and Sanchez, two perfect ones for this objective.
"The companions are too weak," Jason added, "Also my daughters are inexperienced with these creatures lurking in those jungles and are also too weak."
Amy looked over at Anthony, fearing that he would get his self into trouble in Skull island, knowing how useless he is with dangerous and sharp weapons. To please both Jason and Anthony, she decided to go with them just to stay on the ship with Anthony.
"I can't just let them do all the dirty work," Amy said, bring her knives out, "At least I can stay with the young kid and keep an eye on him...inside of the ship."
Jason looked over at Anthony, who's face begin to become redder than the some of the Skyways when the sun slowly go down, "Alright but please be safe!"
"I will," Amy said, giving his father a kiss on the cheek, "I promise."
Beth stood in front of the two, becoming a bit teary as if the last image in her head of her sister was her hugging their father, fearing for Amy's safety. Amy then realized Beth's teary eyes and walked over to her, hugging her tight.
"Don't let this be the last day I see you," Beth said, holding her sister tight, "Please little sis!"
Beth wasn't really into much males over his life sailing through the Skyways, always been tight with her younger sister and father, the only two she would die for. Worrying was a regular thing for Beth, the younger sister with more combat skills noticed.
"Get use to my face," Amy said with a relief of a bright smile, "You'll see it again!"
Happy moments with families eventually ended and this one lasted a good five minutes, due to Anthony interrupting their hug, "We should get the ship ready."
It was time to go into the jungles of Skull island..again, realizing it'd take them a while to find it, and the longer they waste time, the more the rest starve, something Sanchez realized fast. He grabbed his pistol's holsters and throwing it on the ground in the market, leaving it just for the Skull Island's mission.
"You better come back alive," Chun warning Sanchez, "I cannot last long with Sanchi's foolish companion...without you!"
Sanchez smiled, awkwardly patting Chun's back, a bit surprise that was his last words to Sanchez before they go back to Skull island. Then after the long pat, Moresco started to yell for Wing Chun, ruining the crane's day.
"Hey Wing," he heard the voice of Moresco, "Me found out funny jokes...just joking!"
Now it was tough for Sanchi, trying to get ready for a could-be hard objective, when Stannis tried to talk to him, volunteering to go too.
"Son," Stannis said, "I'm in good shape and probably the best one to be go."
Sanchi laughed, acting as if his father was invisible, "Let's go, guys."
But Stannis wouldn't let Sanchi go, grabbing his bicep and pulling him back. He was serious for a certain reason and Sanchi noticed it, wanting his son to give his father a chance to prove his self. For everything he did to his son, giving him away and such, it was hard for Sanchi to even see his face.
"You should worry about finding a ship for yourself," Sanchi said to his father, "After we come back."
"I know you're better than this and not this dumb. Listen to me son, you need to..."
Sanchi knew he didn't have to listen to "his father", knowing that his true father lived in Hamamistu, Mooshu. He didn't care what his father had to say.
"You listen to me," Sanchi interrupted him, "You look me in the eyes and explain to me why you gave me away when I was an innocent baby? I couldn't cause any harm at that young age. Were you just a thief hungry for some crops, now?"
The old man only cared about one thing in his entire life, before his wife's death, and that was gold. He never cared about Sanchi but used him to get more of what he wanted from both the armadas and the warriors but he was smart enough to not tell his son about his real plan.
"After you ripped open your own mother, I decided you needed a better home," Stannis continued to explain, "I didn't know Hanju that well but I knew him well enough to take care of you...you killed the only woman I loved, it was tough for me to ever even look at you."
The real truth, Sanchi thought as he remembered the day he asked master Hanju about his father, calling him a "bloody baby" when describing the first time he saw Sanchi. He started to feel a bit dead inside, taking away his father's only love.
"I'm sorry," Sanchi said in such a depressed tone like stormy clouds surrounded his head, "Go help us find it."
After saying their brief goodbyes that could be their last goodbyes, Sanchi and the rest got on the ship, quickly leaving the docks and going straight to Skull island. Samuel thought this plan was flawless and would work, but he didn't know that a little ship passed by them, heading to the Skull island...but not in the jungles.
In the large city in Skull island, the capital and main place for the warriors and Derwitchi's pirates, fear started to go all around the area after news had it that Morax was killed by the armadas. With the treaty and important information to Mooshu on a document, that was given to Morax to deliver, could be in Kane's hand, the pirates started to fear for a strong place like Mooshu joining the armada's forces.
"We sent a group of men out to Mooshu, Monquista, Cool Ranch, everywhere," Max said, "Sir!"
Dorugh wiped the drench of sweat off his forehead, becoming nervous after knowing how fast the outcomes of this war could be if Mooshu joins the armadas. Derwitchi even sent out over a dozen of units all around the islands in the Skull island's skyways to search for Morax's deceased body. Chaos started to build up around Skull island as if the victory was handed to Kane if they get Mooshu to join forces.
"We can't be letting t'is happen," Captain Avery said, rubbing his grey long beard.
In front of Dorugh, Max, Avery, and Juhn was the leader, creator, and the "lord" some calls him. He stood over 6 foot with a good structure but the wrinkles all around his rough face made it quite difficult for him to look like a treat. Who would even be afraid of this man? He apparently had no training in combat but somehow won an important battle and created his own pirate army. The man with a tall structure, wrinkles all over him, long silky white hair and large white beard, his name was Lord Derwitchi.
"Morax was a good warrior," Juhn added, "Perhaps he's still alive but lost?"
"That old man knows his ways around the whole entire Skyway," Captain Avery said, honoring Morax.
Meanwhile Avery and Juhn talked about plans on what to do about Morax, Dorugh and Max stood near the scene. Dorugh was focused into the conversation like it was on an important quiz but that wasn't the case, Dorugh was the type to learn new things, and he also wanted Max to know more too. With Max paying no attention to the two important warriors talking, it irritated Dorugh.
"If you would ever like to be more than just a soldier or trooper," Dorugh whispered to Max, "Better start to listen to all the voices around you. Good or not it'll help your knowledge and perhaps battle planning."
Max nodded his head, quickly focused into Juhn's plans, "Of course, thank you general!"
Dorugh snickered at the remark of "general", "I'm not a general yet."
But Lord Derwitchi didn't care about Morax's personality, if he was smart or not, that didn't even go through his mind. He didn't care about what Dorugh and Max was talking about or even the conversation between Avery and Juhn, he only cared about one thing. Getting the treaty to Mooshu back into the warrior's hands.
"General," a tired pirate said, after a long run to them, "Masters and my great lord Derwitchi, a ship left a bottle with a note in it."
"Well soldier," Avery said, "What is it about?"
If it wasn't about what they were trying to find or feared about, they didn't care..but this time it was, "That crew you all were talking about are coming to Skull island...and they're seeking Morax's body in the jungles, where they know he died in."
Only good news they seek today, Juhn became shocked and curious, snatching the letter out of the hand. He read the whole letter again and placed it finger on who wrote it, smiling.
"This should be fun," Juhn said, "Dorugh, gather a group and go into the jungles!"
On the dark wooden ship, after a few hours passed and it was almost like they were in a new atmosphere. Different color Skyways, different clouds, different ships, different pirates, everything was different than Monquista...but the island with the enormous skull on it was a familiar sight.
"Well," Sanchez said, gathering all the supplies needed on the ship. "We're back home."
Sanchi got off his bed and looked out of the octagon-shaped window, seeing the enormous skull on top on a volcano. Memories, Sanchi remembered the certain memories that forever changed his life. Memories that caused the armadas and warriors looking for him like a runaway prisoner. Memories that caused him to get close with a group of lads he'd never thought he would be stuck with. Memories that could interfere with him seeing his master in the lovely island of Hamamistu, far from Skull island.
"Skull Island," Sanchi murmered to his self, "An island I regretted when I placed my feet on it."
Since Sanchi was given to Hanju at a young age, the thought-to-be future farmer learned valuable lessons from his master, and most importantly he learned the skills and moves of some of the greatest buccaneers and swashbucklers learned. At such young age, Sanchi didn't care about the "life lessons", his master would frequently call it. Instead he wanted to know more training and skills to become a good fighter, a man the armadas would fear.
"Perhaps one day you'll be more than just a "student" in training," Hanju said, swirling his stick around like there were invisible enemies swarming there, "I hope you use your training well and not for purposes that'd disappoint me."
"I'll never disappoint you, master Hanju," Sanchi said, bowing to him, "But maybe one day I can bring the head of the thief's leader, who swarmed our crops!"
Hanju stopped walking along the cold river that flew through their valuable crops. He slowly turned around, facing his apprentice, who was only about 5 and a couple of inches, almost taller than him, and placed the soft of the palm of his hand under Sanchi's chin.
"There's a reason why he took our food," Hanju said, staring at Sanchi right in his eyes, "Right?"
Sanchi nodded his head, becoming a bit aggressive, "But he did something that was illegal! Shouldn't he pay for that, master?"
Hanju shook his head, a bit disappointed at his apprentice for forgetting all the lessons he taught them, "And if you had a family with kids, and they were starving, wouldn't you rob some farmer's land to feed his family?"
Sanchi shrugged his shoulders, imagining his self as a poor pirate who had to steal to feed his self and his family, becoming a bit depressed over it. He quickly changed the subject and tried to forget the other one, erasing it from his mind and hopefully from existence but that one little conversation would be stuck in Sanchi's mind for a long time.
"Master Hanju," Sanchi said, staring at the cobblestone ground, "What was my father like? Was he like a thief who couldn't feed his family?"
A subject Sanchi wouldn't to know so much about but at the same time was afraid to learn too much about his father. Luckily, Hanju didn't know much about Stannis but knew his father wasn't no thief.
"I don't know much but I know the one day when he knocked on my temple, bringing me a live child with blood all over him, crying like it saw a ghost, or perhaps was being haunted by one- but I knew it was hard for him to give up his child and that he loved his child. Still to this day I have a feeling one day he'll come back to you," Hanju said, "Perhaps when you're all grown and I am buried or thrown into the Skyways."
While Samuel explained the objective towards Sanchi and his crew, Sanchi wasn't mentally inside of the smelly and disgusting room, it was outside of it and hundreds of miles away but soon Sanchez begin tapping on his shoulder repeatedly.
"Quit your daydreaming," Sanchez joked, "Aye, you listened to any of what that Samuel fellow said?"
Sanchi glanced over at Sanchez, seeing the top of his father's head behind him, "Samuel?"
"The mission is quite simple," Samuel started to explain what he wanted, "I want the ones who can maybe fight and keep up. Of course me be here all cozy why some of ye risk ye life for some meals! But after hearing what the crane informed meh on, I be aware some of ye know where this location is."
Location? Sanchi slowly looked over at Sanchez, giving him a serious look, hoping Samuel wasn't thinking of the deep jungles of Skull island, where they Troggys roamed blood-thirsty like a group of savages on a daily routine.
"The crane is delirious sometimes," Sanchez said, stepping on front of Chun and the rest, "Can you explain more?"
The objective soon became simple as Samuel got deeper into it, "There be a warrior who died a few weeks ago, being killed by the armadas. He was named Morax and had valuable plans from Juhn Woun, that was suppose to be delivered to Mooshu. Now Derwitchi's allegiance is looking for it and are sending troops all around the Spiral and perhaps Kane is too..but here be the besty part...Kane didn't know this Morax had the information when he executed him, and Derwitchi is still unaware where he was killed."
The objective seemed a bit simple, trying to find a dead body with valuable information on him but yet most of them never encountered troggys or even fought against the armadas, except for Sanchi and Sanchez, two perfect ones for this objective.
"The companions are too weak," Jason added, "Also my daughters are inexperienced with these creatures lurking in those jungles and are also too weak."
Amy looked over at Anthony, fearing that he would get his self into trouble in Skull island, knowing how useless he is with dangerous and sharp weapons. To please both Jason and Anthony, she decided to go with them just to stay on the ship with Anthony.
"I can't just let them do all the dirty work," Amy said, bring her knives out, "At least I can stay with the young kid and keep an eye on him...inside of the ship."
Jason looked over at Anthony, who's face begin to become redder than the some of the Skyways when the sun slowly go down, "Alright but please be safe!"
"I will," Amy said, giving his father a kiss on the cheek, "I promise."
Beth stood in front of the two, becoming a bit teary as if the last image in her head of her sister was her hugging their father, fearing for Amy's safety. Amy then realized Beth's teary eyes and walked over to her, hugging her tight.
"Don't let this be the last day I see you," Beth said, holding her sister tight, "Please little sis!"
Beth wasn't really into much males over his life sailing through the Skyways, always been tight with her younger sister and father, the only two she would die for. Worrying was a regular thing for Beth, the younger sister with more combat skills noticed.
"Get use to my face," Amy said with a relief of a bright smile, "You'll see it again!"
Happy moments with families eventually ended and this one lasted a good five minutes, due to Anthony interrupting their hug, "We should get the ship ready."
It was time to go into the jungles of Skull island..again, realizing it'd take them a while to find it, and the longer they waste time, the more the rest starve, something Sanchez realized fast. He grabbed his pistol's holsters and throwing it on the ground in the market, leaving it just for the Skull Island's mission.
"You better come back alive," Chun warning Sanchez, "I cannot last long with Sanchi's foolish companion...without you!"
Sanchez smiled, awkwardly patting Chun's back, a bit surprise that was his last words to Sanchez before they go back to Skull island. Then after the long pat, Moresco started to yell for Wing Chun, ruining the crane's day.
"Hey Wing," he heard the voice of Moresco, "Me found out funny jokes...just joking!"
Now it was tough for Sanchi, trying to get ready for a could-be hard objective, when Stannis tried to talk to him, volunteering to go too.
"Son," Stannis said, "I'm in good shape and probably the best one to be go."
Sanchi laughed, acting as if his father was invisible, "Let's go, guys."
But Stannis wouldn't let Sanchi go, grabbing his bicep and pulling him back. He was serious for a certain reason and Sanchi noticed it, wanting his son to give his father a chance to prove his self. For everything he did to his son, giving him away and such, it was hard for Sanchi to even see his face.
"You should worry about finding a ship for yourself," Sanchi said to his father, "After we come back."
"I know you're better than this and not this dumb. Listen to me son, you need to..."
Sanchi knew he didn't have to listen to "his father", knowing that his true father lived in Hamamistu, Mooshu. He didn't care what his father had to say.
"You listen to me," Sanchi interrupted him, "You look me in the eyes and explain to me why you gave me away when I was an innocent baby? I couldn't cause any harm at that young age. Were you just a thief hungry for some crops, now?"
The old man only cared about one thing in his entire life, before his wife's death, and that was gold. He never cared about Sanchi but used him to get more of what he wanted from both the armadas and the warriors but he was smart enough to not tell his son about his real plan.
"After you ripped open your own mother, I decided you needed a better home," Stannis continued to explain, "I didn't know Hanju that well but I knew him well enough to take care of you...you killed the only woman I loved, it was tough for me to ever even look at you."
The real truth, Sanchi thought as he remembered the day he asked master Hanju about his father, calling him a "bloody baby" when describing the first time he saw Sanchi. He started to feel a bit dead inside, taking away his father's only love.
"I'm sorry," Sanchi said in such a depressed tone like stormy clouds surrounded his head, "Go help us find it."
After saying their brief goodbyes that could be their last goodbyes, Sanchi and the rest got on the ship, quickly leaving the docks and going straight to Skull island. Samuel thought this plan was flawless and would work, but he didn't know that a little ship passed by them, heading to the Skull island...but not in the jungles.
In the large city in Skull island, the capital and main place for the warriors and Derwitchi's pirates, fear started to go all around the area after news had it that Morax was killed by the armadas. With the treaty and important information to Mooshu on a document, that was given to Morax to deliver, could be in Kane's hand, the pirates started to fear for a strong place like Mooshu joining the armada's forces.
"We sent a group of men out to Mooshu, Monquista, Cool Ranch, everywhere," Max said, "Sir!"
Dorugh wiped the drench of sweat off his forehead, becoming nervous after knowing how fast the outcomes of this war could be if Mooshu joins the armadas. Derwitchi even sent out over a dozen of units all around the islands in the Skull island's skyways to search for Morax's deceased body. Chaos started to build up around Skull island as if the victory was handed to Kane if they get Mooshu to join forces.
"We can't be letting t'is happen," Captain Avery said, rubbing his grey long beard.
In front of Dorugh, Max, Avery, and Juhn was the leader, creator, and the "lord" some calls him. He stood over 6 foot with a good structure but the wrinkles all around his rough face made it quite difficult for him to look like a treat. Who would even be afraid of this man? He apparently had no training in combat but somehow won an important battle and created his own pirate army. The man with a tall structure, wrinkles all over him, long silky white hair and large white beard, his name was Lord Derwitchi.
"Morax was a good warrior," Juhn added, "Perhaps he's still alive but lost?"
"That old man knows his ways around the whole entire Skyway," Captain Avery said, honoring Morax.
Meanwhile Avery and Juhn talked about plans on what to do about Morax, Dorugh and Max stood near the scene. Dorugh was focused into the conversation like it was on an important quiz but that wasn't the case, Dorugh was the type to learn new things, and he also wanted Max to know more too. With Max paying no attention to the two important warriors talking, it irritated Dorugh.
"If you would ever like to be more than just a soldier or trooper," Dorugh whispered to Max, "Better start to listen to all the voices around you. Good or not it'll help your knowledge and perhaps battle planning."
Max nodded his head, quickly focused into Juhn's plans, "Of course, thank you general!"
Dorugh snickered at the remark of "general", "I'm not a general yet."
But Lord Derwitchi didn't care about Morax's personality, if he was smart or not, that didn't even go through his mind. He didn't care about what Dorugh and Max was talking about or even the conversation between Avery and Juhn, he only cared about one thing. Getting the treaty to Mooshu back into the warrior's hands.
"General," a tired pirate said, after a long run to them, "Masters and my great lord Derwitchi, a ship left a bottle with a note in it."
"Well soldier," Avery said, "What is it about?"
If it wasn't about what they were trying to find or feared about, they didn't care..but this time it was, "That crew you all were talking about are coming to Skull island...and they're seeking Morax's body in the jungles, where they know he died in."
Only good news they seek today, Juhn became shocked and curious, snatching the letter out of the hand. He read the whole letter again and placed it finger on who wrote it, smiling.
"This should be fun," Juhn said, "Dorugh, gather a group and go into the jungles!"
On the dark wooden ship, after a few hours passed and it was almost like they were in a new atmosphere. Different color Skyways, different clouds, different ships, different pirates, everything was different than Monquista...but the island with the enormous skull on it was a familiar sight.
"Well," Sanchez said, gathering all the supplies needed on the ship. "We're back home."
Sanchi got off his bed and looked out of the octagon-shaped window, seeing the enormous skull on top on a volcano. Memories, Sanchi remembered the certain memories that forever changed his life. Memories that caused the armadas and warriors looking for him like a runaway prisoner. Memories that caused him to get close with a group of lads he'd never thought he would be stuck with. Memories that could interfere with him seeing his master in the lovely island of Hamamistu, far from Skull island.
"Skull Island," Sanchi murmered to his self, "An island I regretted when I placed my feet on it."
Thursday, August 21, 2014
The Warrior "The Pit Stop" S1 E8
Stannis stared out of the window with a concerned look on his face. He slowly closed the window and walked away from it, trying his best to forget what was outside of the window, he tried to forget what was coming after his son and his crew.
"Fools," Stannis scowled.
Stannis ran towards the dresser, where the placed all of his belongings. He then started to dump everything out, looking through all his gold, items, his plans, and finally found his gadgets and pistol, one being his flare. He nervously placed a small little flare in it, hoping it'd send a message towards the armada's ship but when he walked back to the window, the ship wasn't in sight...it was gone. He looked around, seeing no armada's ship in sight. Perhaps it was his imagination? Stannis soon realized it was just him worrying, but at the same time he feared it wasn't.
It was morning finally, light going through the window and into everyone's eyes, instantly waking them all up just like Anthony's little sharp turn from the middle of the night.
"The stupid light always waking me up," Jason grumbled, "If it's not the glare waking me up, it's Anthony's weak steering!"
Anthony's face reddened, glancing at Amy as she wakes up.
"Felt like a short night," Amy said with a loud yawn.
Anthony looked away from Amy as her eyes opened wide, avoiding any further eye contact. He was exhausted and somewhat a bit worried, remembering what happened last night. Although the young boy was quite satisfied after finally going through the Stormgate and into Monquista, getting closer to their destination.
"The brown clouds and skies," Jason admired, "Just like the buffaloon's stew I use to cook my daughters."
The round balloon-like creatures, buffaloons were mostly seen in the Monquista's Skyways, where they usually float and mess with pirate ships, Anthony remembered the exact definition from his own father, the one who died long ago.
"That was my father's favorite creature throughout the whole Spiral," Anthony said with a short smile, "Buffaloon."
Jason nodded his head and patted Anthony's back, feeling sympathy for the father-less son, "It's okay, boy. It's a sad story for myself mentioning buffaloons, knowing that I become too poor to even catch some and make the stew for my daughters."
Anthony understood the struggle of being poor, remembering his past-life, "Soon everything can change. My friends defeated The Willis Brust and his whole entire ship! Perhaps Lord Derwitchi may grant us with our wishes, those wooden chests filled with rubies, gold, emeralds of all colors! Imagine that, sir! We can get all of that and even have women all over us, covered...with rubies, gold, emerald.."
Jason knew what Anthony was going to say, as if he read the whole story like Anthony, "And emeralds of all colors! Yes, yes, boy, I understand what you're meaning."
"Mar...velis," Anthony said, trying to pronounce a certain word, "Marvelice?"
"Marvelous," Jason said calmly, "That's marvelous."
Anthony nodded his head slightly, proving to Jason that he isn't the smartest pirate on board.
"You two are pretty dimwitted," Amy said with a burst of laughter, "So obtuse!"
Now it was Amy who was the smartest in the room, confusing both Jason and Anthony. Jason thought oddly of Amy, wondering why she was calling her own father a shape, and for Anthony, he just had a blank look on his face. But soon they forgot about even having the conversation, once Jason noticed the island they were looking for.
"Dock over there," Jason exclaimed, "We're here, we're here!"
Amy jumped out of her chair, delighted to finally be able to get out of the ship and onto land, "Finally! I'll go tell Beth and wake the others!"
Beth, who was in the same room as Sanchez and Chun, was the only one awake in the small, window-less room while the other two continued to snore and move a lot in their sleep. Beth, who was also exhausted from lack of sleep, examined both Sanchez and Chun, wondering how two fools like them managed to escape one of the most powerful forces in the whole entire Spiral.
"Get these fools away from me," Sanchez said in his sleep, "I-I-I don't..like-like these flying Mon.."
Suddenly the door flew wide open and Amy came running in, yelling and waking everyone up, causing both Sanchez and Chun leave their happy dreams without even saying an awkwardly goodbye.
Beth jumped up fast and placed her whole hand around Amy's mouth, hoping that she didn't wake up the two. She enjoyed it, Chun being quiet and not so curious anymore, drowned Beth with loads of questions in the middle of the night, and of course Sanchez not hitting on her and Amy, leaving a terrible first impression.
"Sister!" Beth cried, "Don't wake up these two obnoxious beings!"
But it was too late. Sanchez was first to rise up, opening his eyes wider than they ever been, and started to panic, feeling his swollen bruised eye. The nightmare waking back up, Beth's quiet thoughts towards Sanchez waking up again.
"I had the worst nightmare ever," Sanchez cried, pushing Chun around, "We landed on a ship with some old man and his hot daughters! Of course my charm and ways towards the women earned me a punch right in...the...eye?"
The not-so-smart musketeer finally realized it was no dream, repeatedly rubbing his swollen eye, and eventually staring at Beth and Amy.
"That wasn't a dream," Chun said calmly, "That indeed happen."
Amy dropped everything out of her hands and grabbed Sanchez by his cheeks, trying to make the male fear the tough and rough female, "Listen "guy", you and your friends are on our ship and if you try to do anything stupid that'll make you feel "like a man", then I'll cut your parts off and throw it into the Skyways, and make you watch as you witness your manhood leaving you...for good! Do you understand me, pirate?"
Sanchez nodded his head fearfully, forever changing his opinion on Jason's daughters, "Yesss m'am!"
"Good," Amy said, throwing Sanchez back on the ground, "Get ready because we reached the destination and if you're still lost, my sister can explain it to you!"
Amy walked out of the door, leaving Beth alone with Sanchez and Chun. Beth stared at the two, patiently waiting for the questions to come again. Meanwhile Sanchez stared at Beth and politely asked, "Sooo, what'd I miss?"
After hearing all the yelling on the ship and news being told, Sanchi and Moresco both ran towards Jason, hoping soon his next plan would be Mooshu. Sanchi opened up the door wide and ran through, coming in and interrupting Jason's conversation with Anthony.
"Well we're here," Sanchi said anxiously, "What's next?"
In the markets of Monquista city, there were a little market that was not so well known. The little market that was located near the end of Monquista city's island, there was a merchant that owned it, named Samuel, who was friends with Jason and even offered them free meals, Jason started to explain.
"I am somewhat familiar with Monquista," Sanchi said, remembering where he adopted Moresco from, "But this Samuel man, can we trust him?"
"Haven't spoke to him in a few weeks," Jason said, "But you lads are starving and so are my daughters, I'm willing to risk it for..."
Sanchi interrupted Jason, knowing how bad he needs to return back to Mooshu to see his master again. Sanchi knew he already took a risk by saving Sanchez and Chun., and Sanchi already took a risk by trusting Jason and his daughters.
"I cannot risk anything anymore," Sanchi said, "I need to get back to Mooshu and if I must not have a meal until I get there...then I'm willing to do it. I have treasure filled with gold but my ship is gone which is why we're starving but I can't risk anything anymore."
Jason glanced over at Sanchi's companion, Moresco. He noticed the Moresco becoming weak as his legs started to shake constantly. He noticed the tiredness through Moresco's eyes and even see the poor companion not having the strength to fly up a tad to get on his master's shoulder.
"Your companion is even starving," Jason said, "With his small body, he could be dead in just a few more days."
"No, no," Moresco said, "Me be alright. Master, we must go see master Hanju."
Sanchi looked down at Moresco, who was struggling just by trying to fly on his shoulders. He didn't want to risk Moresco's life anymore but soon he realized if he doesn't try, then his companion would starve to death. Sanchi slowly reached down and picked up Moresco, placing him on his shoulders.
"If we help you and this "Samuel" fellow," Sanchi said, "You will feed us and take me and my companion to my destination."
Jason nodded his head, "Of course I will."
Jason, Sanchi, and the rest all stepped off the ship, with robes wrapped around their bodies to cover up their identity and their weapons, hidden from their "could be" enemies. Then Jason took the first step and walked into the large market place, being followed by Sanchi and the rest.
"Won't be a long walk," Jason said to Sanchi, "Going to cut by a couple of markets and we'll be there shortly."
Sanchi nodded his head as Jason proceeded to go again. Sanchi slowly looked back and noticed Stannis being the last one behind, still not trusting with own father.
"Sanchez," Sanchi whispered, still staring at Stannis, "Keep an eye on Stannis, if he runs or fire at us, kill him."
The nine of them continued to walk into the small market places, passing by other markets and studying the fine items they had but one market stuck out to Sanchi. Poor innocent companions being locked up in cages innocently, and being sold to others without even being fed, Sanchi noticed as he walked by the market.
"Come get ye some companions," The companion seller shouted, "All kind of creatures for a great price!"
Sanchi stopped in front of the companion's merchant, scowling at the merchant. The thought of selling companions, who dedicated their life to their masters, being sold like poor worthless pieces of property.
"Be having a buyer here," The merchant said, "Say, what be ye name?"
Sanchi remained silent, placing the his hand on the grip of his sword, which was hidden under his cloak. He looked all around the area, staring at innocent companions weep in their cells, with bones sticking out and not being fed. While he stood there, the rest of his crew in front of him walked right by him, except for Moresco and Stannis.
"Don't do anything you'll regret," Stannis whispered to Sanchi, "You'll get yourself caught."
Sanchi ignored what Stannis said, "You know nothing, Stannis."
Suddenly Sanchi heard a voice in his head, the soft voice of his master, "Someday you'll be the one who can defeat all evil, free the ones who needs freeing, and defeat the ones who others say can't be defeated."
The wise words remained in Sanchi's mind as he slowly approached the merchant. Meanwhile the heavy-set merchant started to take a few steps away, noticing the unknown and hidden man was approaching him.
"Don't hurt him," Stannis said, grabbing Sanchi by his arms, "Don't be foolish!"
Sanchi pulled away from Stannis's hand and pushed him away, still approaching the merchant seller.
"Free the ones who needs freeing," Sanchi started to say to his self, imaging Hanju was right in front of him.
The merchant continued to back away from Sanchi, not knowing where he was going. Then the heavy-set merchant tripped on a stool and fell on the ground, knocking all of his gold out of his pouch and onto the ground. Sanchi smiled as he picked up the merchant's gold, freeing all the companions. As all the companions ran out of the cells and not returning back to the market, Sanchi then threw all of the merchant's gold on the merchant.
"You lucky I didn't end you," Sanchi said to the merchant, "Now out of my sight!"
Jason turned around after hearing all the cages being opened, watched as loads of companions ran all around the markets. Instead of being furious at Sanchi for doing something like a criminal would do, he smiled and turned back around.
"We're almost here," Jason said, "Let's keep moving!"
Sanchi turned back around, leaving the merchant's shop. Stannis still remained on the ground after being pushed by Sanchi, soon his son stopped right in front of him. Stannis looked up at his son, noticing the nasty and hateful look on his face.
"Don't ever try to stop me," Sanchi said, "I am my ownself and you're not my father. My father is in Mooshu right now and that's where I hope to see him there soon!"
Sanchi then walked past Stannis, leaving him on the ground and alone, and even feeling sympathy for his own self. He felt the sense of not deserving his son's hatred but soon he got back up, he finally realized it'll take lots of doing to earn his son's trust and most importantly for him, the treasure from Kane's deal.
Finally Jason reached the destination, letting out a brief of air and a glance of his face, slowly placing his hood down and letting out of the heat. Sweat dripped from his head like the heat was attached to them like glue sticking to paper.
"Long walk with some interesting events during it," Jason said, trying to escape the sun's bright glare.
Everyone was relief, finally being able to escape the sun's dangerous light and its blazing heat. The nine of them walked into the market of Samuel's, entrance bell ringing for a few seconds, warning Samuel of Jason and his daughters arriving.
Sanchez looked all around the store, smelling the terrible stink and the small little critters running between Sanchez's feet, causing him to freak out a bit.
"He got rats," Sanchez cried, "What kind of market has rats and yet still store food in it!?"
The wooden floors were worn out and squeaking after time someone took a step, irritating them from the start. The walls looked like a great big spill of vomit from a pirate who consumed the greenest of all green vegetables, changing Sanchez's opinion on eating healthy but the looks or the critters weren't even close to the smell of the unpopular market. The inside smelt like the bottom port of a ship that carried the poorest of the poor pirates, stinking everywhere, just like the market. With the way the walls were looking, Sanchez soon believed the smell was so bad that it pilled the vomit-like green wallpaper off.
"This place smells awful," Sanchez said, opening up the door, "Does this Samuel fellow clean it?"
Jason grinned from ear to ear, with a giggle in it, "It's quite smart, if a man sells valuable items and illegal items, why not make his market a place where no one wants to go or even shop in? I bet those clockworks in skirts back in Valencia wouldn't ever stick the tip of their big toe in here!"
"I'm not going to ask how he still owns this place," Amy said, covering her nose, "Where is Samuel anyway?"
The crew quickly changed the subject, wondering about Samuel's presence, like he caught news on Jason arriving with one of the most wanted crew in the Spiral right now, fleeing like a coward from the fear of Kane's forces but that wasn't the case. Jason knew that his long time pal wouldn't ever turn away him and his daughters.
"This stink is worse than any of the cells I've been in," Anthony said, bringing back up his prison's life, "But-I wasn't a prisoner, I'm a good guy...no bad guy!"
Amy snickered as she patted Anthony on his back, slowly seducing him, "It's a shame...I like bad boys!"
Jason rolled his eyes, "Amy, I don't not want to hear that nonsense any..."
After waiting for a good five minutes, a short man, with a belly of any of the Skyway's greatest whales, and a large beard that was larger than Boochbeard and uglier. The man in front of them wasn't a good looking person, being his three teeth yellow than the piss they took before entering but this was one of Jason's pals that he trusted with his life.
"Jason and ye sweet daughters," Samuel said, hugging his daughters, "Ye three disappear on me for weeks and now come back with a party? Jason, please not be telling me these ye sons ye just figure about?"
Jason turned around, pointing at Sanchi, who isolated his self away from his father as if Stannis had a disease that could be spreaded, perhaps the disease of hatred and betrayal.
"That's Sanchi and his crew," Jason said, "They need your help and he's willing to do anything for some food."
Samuel smiled, belly jumping up and down like it was a party in a bar, walking towards Sanchi.
"Welcome to me market, Sanchi," Samuel said, his stinch spreading around the room, "The name be Samuel."
"Fools," Stannis scowled.
Stannis ran towards the dresser, where the placed all of his belongings. He then started to dump everything out, looking through all his gold, items, his plans, and finally found his gadgets and pistol, one being his flare. He nervously placed a small little flare in it, hoping it'd send a message towards the armada's ship but when he walked back to the window, the ship wasn't in sight...it was gone. He looked around, seeing no armada's ship in sight. Perhaps it was his imagination? Stannis soon realized it was just him worrying, but at the same time he feared it wasn't.
It was morning finally, light going through the window and into everyone's eyes, instantly waking them all up just like Anthony's little sharp turn from the middle of the night.
"The stupid light always waking me up," Jason grumbled, "If it's not the glare waking me up, it's Anthony's weak steering!"
Anthony's face reddened, glancing at Amy as she wakes up.
"Felt like a short night," Amy said with a loud yawn.
Anthony looked away from Amy as her eyes opened wide, avoiding any further eye contact. He was exhausted and somewhat a bit worried, remembering what happened last night. Although the young boy was quite satisfied after finally going through the Stormgate and into Monquista, getting closer to their destination.
"The brown clouds and skies," Jason admired, "Just like the buffaloon's stew I use to cook my daughters."
The round balloon-like creatures, buffaloons were mostly seen in the Monquista's Skyways, where they usually float and mess with pirate ships, Anthony remembered the exact definition from his own father, the one who died long ago.
"That was my father's favorite creature throughout the whole Spiral," Anthony said with a short smile, "Buffaloon."
Jason nodded his head and patted Anthony's back, feeling sympathy for the father-less son, "It's okay, boy. It's a sad story for myself mentioning buffaloons, knowing that I become too poor to even catch some and make the stew for my daughters."
Anthony understood the struggle of being poor, remembering his past-life, "Soon everything can change. My friends defeated The Willis Brust and his whole entire ship! Perhaps Lord Derwitchi may grant us with our wishes, those wooden chests filled with rubies, gold, emeralds of all colors! Imagine that, sir! We can get all of that and even have women all over us, covered...with rubies, gold, emerald.."
Jason knew what Anthony was going to say, as if he read the whole story like Anthony, "And emeralds of all colors! Yes, yes, boy, I understand what you're meaning."
"Mar...velis," Anthony said, trying to pronounce a certain word, "Marvelice?"
"Marvelous," Jason said calmly, "That's marvelous."
Anthony nodded his head slightly, proving to Jason that he isn't the smartest pirate on board.
"You two are pretty dimwitted," Amy said with a burst of laughter, "So obtuse!"
Now it was Amy who was the smartest in the room, confusing both Jason and Anthony. Jason thought oddly of Amy, wondering why she was calling her own father a shape, and for Anthony, he just had a blank look on his face. But soon they forgot about even having the conversation, once Jason noticed the island they were looking for.
"Dock over there," Jason exclaimed, "We're here, we're here!"
Amy jumped out of her chair, delighted to finally be able to get out of the ship and onto land, "Finally! I'll go tell Beth and wake the others!"
Beth, who was in the same room as Sanchez and Chun, was the only one awake in the small, window-less room while the other two continued to snore and move a lot in their sleep. Beth, who was also exhausted from lack of sleep, examined both Sanchez and Chun, wondering how two fools like them managed to escape one of the most powerful forces in the whole entire Spiral.
"Get these fools away from me," Sanchez said in his sleep, "I-I-I don't..like-like these flying Mon.."
Suddenly the door flew wide open and Amy came running in, yelling and waking everyone up, causing both Sanchez and Chun leave their happy dreams without even saying an awkwardly goodbye.
Beth jumped up fast and placed her whole hand around Amy's mouth, hoping that she didn't wake up the two. She enjoyed it, Chun being quiet and not so curious anymore, drowned Beth with loads of questions in the middle of the night, and of course Sanchez not hitting on her and Amy, leaving a terrible first impression.
"Sister!" Beth cried, "Don't wake up these two obnoxious beings!"
But it was too late. Sanchez was first to rise up, opening his eyes wider than they ever been, and started to panic, feeling his swollen bruised eye. The nightmare waking back up, Beth's quiet thoughts towards Sanchez waking up again.
"I had the worst nightmare ever," Sanchez cried, pushing Chun around, "We landed on a ship with some old man and his hot daughters! Of course my charm and ways towards the women earned me a punch right in...the...eye?"
The not-so-smart musketeer finally realized it was no dream, repeatedly rubbing his swollen eye, and eventually staring at Beth and Amy.
"That wasn't a dream," Chun said calmly, "That indeed happen."
Amy dropped everything out of her hands and grabbed Sanchez by his cheeks, trying to make the male fear the tough and rough female, "Listen "guy", you and your friends are on our ship and if you try to do anything stupid that'll make you feel "like a man", then I'll cut your parts off and throw it into the Skyways, and make you watch as you witness your manhood leaving you...for good! Do you understand me, pirate?"
Sanchez nodded his head fearfully, forever changing his opinion on Jason's daughters, "Yesss m'am!"
"Good," Amy said, throwing Sanchez back on the ground, "Get ready because we reached the destination and if you're still lost, my sister can explain it to you!"
Amy walked out of the door, leaving Beth alone with Sanchez and Chun. Beth stared at the two, patiently waiting for the questions to come again. Meanwhile Sanchez stared at Beth and politely asked, "Sooo, what'd I miss?"
After hearing all the yelling on the ship and news being told, Sanchi and Moresco both ran towards Jason, hoping soon his next plan would be Mooshu. Sanchi opened up the door wide and ran through, coming in and interrupting Jason's conversation with Anthony.
"Well we're here," Sanchi said anxiously, "What's next?"
In the markets of Monquista city, there were a little market that was not so well known. The little market that was located near the end of Monquista city's island, there was a merchant that owned it, named Samuel, who was friends with Jason and even offered them free meals, Jason started to explain.
"I am somewhat familiar with Monquista," Sanchi said, remembering where he adopted Moresco from, "But this Samuel man, can we trust him?"
"Haven't spoke to him in a few weeks," Jason said, "But you lads are starving and so are my daughters, I'm willing to risk it for..."
Sanchi interrupted Jason, knowing how bad he needs to return back to Mooshu to see his master again. Sanchi knew he already took a risk by saving Sanchez and Chun., and Sanchi already took a risk by trusting Jason and his daughters.
"I cannot risk anything anymore," Sanchi said, "I need to get back to Mooshu and if I must not have a meal until I get there...then I'm willing to do it. I have treasure filled with gold but my ship is gone which is why we're starving but I can't risk anything anymore."
Jason glanced over at Sanchi's companion, Moresco. He noticed the Moresco becoming weak as his legs started to shake constantly. He noticed the tiredness through Moresco's eyes and even see the poor companion not having the strength to fly up a tad to get on his master's shoulder.
"Your companion is even starving," Jason said, "With his small body, he could be dead in just a few more days."
"No, no," Moresco said, "Me be alright. Master, we must go see master Hanju."
Sanchi looked down at Moresco, who was struggling just by trying to fly on his shoulders. He didn't want to risk Moresco's life anymore but soon he realized if he doesn't try, then his companion would starve to death. Sanchi slowly reached down and picked up Moresco, placing him on his shoulders.
"If we help you and this "Samuel" fellow," Sanchi said, "You will feed us and take me and my companion to my destination."
Jason nodded his head, "Of course I will."
Jason, Sanchi, and the rest all stepped off the ship, with robes wrapped around their bodies to cover up their identity and their weapons, hidden from their "could be" enemies. Then Jason took the first step and walked into the large market place, being followed by Sanchi and the rest.
"Won't be a long walk," Jason said to Sanchi, "Going to cut by a couple of markets and we'll be there shortly."
Sanchi nodded his head as Jason proceeded to go again. Sanchi slowly looked back and noticed Stannis being the last one behind, still not trusting with own father.
"Sanchez," Sanchi whispered, still staring at Stannis, "Keep an eye on Stannis, if he runs or fire at us, kill him."
The nine of them continued to walk into the small market places, passing by other markets and studying the fine items they had but one market stuck out to Sanchi. Poor innocent companions being locked up in cages innocently, and being sold to others without even being fed, Sanchi noticed as he walked by the market.
"Come get ye some companions," The companion seller shouted, "All kind of creatures for a great price!"
Sanchi stopped in front of the companion's merchant, scowling at the merchant. The thought of selling companions, who dedicated their life to their masters, being sold like poor worthless pieces of property.
"Be having a buyer here," The merchant said, "Say, what be ye name?"
Sanchi remained silent, placing the his hand on the grip of his sword, which was hidden under his cloak. He looked all around the area, staring at innocent companions weep in their cells, with bones sticking out and not being fed. While he stood there, the rest of his crew in front of him walked right by him, except for Moresco and Stannis.
"Don't do anything you'll regret," Stannis whispered to Sanchi, "You'll get yourself caught."
Sanchi ignored what Stannis said, "You know nothing, Stannis."
Suddenly Sanchi heard a voice in his head, the soft voice of his master, "Someday you'll be the one who can defeat all evil, free the ones who needs freeing, and defeat the ones who others say can't be defeated."
The wise words remained in Sanchi's mind as he slowly approached the merchant. Meanwhile the heavy-set merchant started to take a few steps away, noticing the unknown and hidden man was approaching him.
"Don't hurt him," Stannis said, grabbing Sanchi by his arms, "Don't be foolish!"
Sanchi pulled away from Stannis's hand and pushed him away, still approaching the merchant seller.
"Free the ones who needs freeing," Sanchi started to say to his self, imaging Hanju was right in front of him.
The merchant continued to back away from Sanchi, not knowing where he was going. Then the heavy-set merchant tripped on a stool and fell on the ground, knocking all of his gold out of his pouch and onto the ground. Sanchi smiled as he picked up the merchant's gold, freeing all the companions. As all the companions ran out of the cells and not returning back to the market, Sanchi then threw all of the merchant's gold on the merchant.
"You lucky I didn't end you," Sanchi said to the merchant, "Now out of my sight!"
Jason turned around after hearing all the cages being opened, watched as loads of companions ran all around the markets. Instead of being furious at Sanchi for doing something like a criminal would do, he smiled and turned back around.
"We're almost here," Jason said, "Let's keep moving!"
Sanchi turned back around, leaving the merchant's shop. Stannis still remained on the ground after being pushed by Sanchi, soon his son stopped right in front of him. Stannis looked up at his son, noticing the nasty and hateful look on his face.
"Don't ever try to stop me," Sanchi said, "I am my ownself and you're not my father. My father is in Mooshu right now and that's where I hope to see him there soon!"
Sanchi then walked past Stannis, leaving him on the ground and alone, and even feeling sympathy for his own self. He felt the sense of not deserving his son's hatred but soon he got back up, he finally realized it'll take lots of doing to earn his son's trust and most importantly for him, the treasure from Kane's deal.
Finally Jason reached the destination, letting out a brief of air and a glance of his face, slowly placing his hood down and letting out of the heat. Sweat dripped from his head like the heat was attached to them like glue sticking to paper.
"Long walk with some interesting events during it," Jason said, trying to escape the sun's bright glare.
Everyone was relief, finally being able to escape the sun's dangerous light and its blazing heat. The nine of them walked into the market of Samuel's, entrance bell ringing for a few seconds, warning Samuel of Jason and his daughters arriving.
Sanchez looked all around the store, smelling the terrible stink and the small little critters running between Sanchez's feet, causing him to freak out a bit.
"He got rats," Sanchez cried, "What kind of market has rats and yet still store food in it!?"
The wooden floors were worn out and squeaking after time someone took a step, irritating them from the start. The walls looked like a great big spill of vomit from a pirate who consumed the greenest of all green vegetables, changing Sanchez's opinion on eating healthy but the looks or the critters weren't even close to the smell of the unpopular market. The inside smelt like the bottom port of a ship that carried the poorest of the poor pirates, stinking everywhere, just like the market. With the way the walls were looking, Sanchez soon believed the smell was so bad that it pilled the vomit-like green wallpaper off.
"This place smells awful," Sanchez said, opening up the door, "Does this Samuel fellow clean it?"
Jason grinned from ear to ear, with a giggle in it, "It's quite smart, if a man sells valuable items and illegal items, why not make his market a place where no one wants to go or even shop in? I bet those clockworks in skirts back in Valencia wouldn't ever stick the tip of their big toe in here!"
"I'm not going to ask how he still owns this place," Amy said, covering her nose, "Where is Samuel anyway?"
The crew quickly changed the subject, wondering about Samuel's presence, like he caught news on Jason arriving with one of the most wanted crew in the Spiral right now, fleeing like a coward from the fear of Kane's forces but that wasn't the case. Jason knew that his long time pal wouldn't ever turn away him and his daughters.
"This stink is worse than any of the cells I've been in," Anthony said, bringing back up his prison's life, "But-I wasn't a prisoner, I'm a good guy...no bad guy!"
Amy snickered as she patted Anthony on his back, slowly seducing him, "It's a shame...I like bad boys!"
Jason rolled his eyes, "Amy, I don't not want to hear that nonsense any..."
After waiting for a good five minutes, a short man, with a belly of any of the Skyway's greatest whales, and a large beard that was larger than Boochbeard and uglier. The man in front of them wasn't a good looking person, being his three teeth yellow than the piss they took before entering but this was one of Jason's pals that he trusted with his life.
"Jason and ye sweet daughters," Samuel said, hugging his daughters, "Ye three disappear on me for weeks and now come back with a party? Jason, please not be telling me these ye sons ye just figure about?"
Jason turned around, pointing at Sanchi, who isolated his self away from his father as if Stannis had a disease that could be spreaded, perhaps the disease of hatred and betrayal.
"That's Sanchi and his crew," Jason said, "They need your help and he's willing to do anything for some food."
Samuel smiled, belly jumping up and down like it was a party in a bar, walking towards Sanchi.
"Welcome to me market, Sanchi," Samuel said, his stinch spreading around the room, "The name be Samuel."
Sunday, August 17, 2014
The Warrior "Thoughts" S1 E7
Explosion louder than any ship's explosion in the Skull island's Skyways. Pieces, metal shields, armada's body parts, and even their weapons rained down on the Great Volcano, and soon the Volcano quickly looked like it was becoming a scrap yard.
"My son and his dull-witted friends took down Willis's ship," Stannis said, staring at the destroyed ship.
Then he watched something even more surprising than Willis's ship going down, he watched Sanchi and his crew on another ship and getting away from them. Stannis smiled as he dropped his binoculars and started to believe that Sanchi was definitely his son.
"Kane isn't going to be happy," Rooke said as his ship arrived next to Stannis, "Willis is destroyed with the rest of his ship."
Suddenly Stannis thought of a brilliant plan like a light bulb lighted up his brain. With a grin on his face, Stannis quickly picked up his weapon and started to walk back.
"We could try something new," Stannis said, looking at Rooke, "Instead of following them while they're on the run and know they aren't safe..maybe we should find out their destination and beat them there."
"Then we'll need to find someone those fools trust," Rooke said, fixing his busted mask.
Stannis smiled and stared at Rooke, revealing his little grin to the Armada's general. From that point Rooke knew who was going to break down Sanchi, his own father.
"Fly back to Valencia and inform Kane," Stannis said, "I'll handle my own son...myself."
Was it smart to trust a man who just recently revealed he was a father to a man who's already the armada's and pirate's top priority to get now? Was it ever smart to trust someone who's spying for the armadas and possibly seen around Skull island with Juhn? Soon Kane and the armadas begin asking those questions after finding out Stannis's plan.
Same exact questions started to go all through Kane's mind as he sat at his desk, thinking of something to do.
"Maybe Derwitchi could put an end to this war," Kane said to his self, "Or maybe I'll end it..myself!"
Luckily Deacon opening up the door snapped Kane out of his thoughts.
"Heard you all discussing about Sanchi," Deacon said, "The one who sliced my chest deep.."
Kane nodded his head, "We let him defeat us, we could of easily ended them back in those jungles!"
"And they're still escaping from us," Deacon yelled, "Marleybone, Aquila, Monquista, everywhere they're talking about them more than this war we're in now!"
Kane dropped his cane, a bit irritated towards Deacon's disrespect. He slowly got out of his chair and snapped his fingers, finally shutting Deacon's little rant up. Soon three armadas and even Rooke walked into the room, standing in place.
"Interesting little story I got," Kane said, walking towards Deacon, "Besides our master, I am the leader of you and all the armadas straight down from the generals down to the troops, even everyone in the Inner circle!"
As Kane got closer to Deacon, he begin to back away from his master and soon backed into Rooke.
"I have power," Kane said proudly, "Not as much power as out leader but more than you."
"Other leaders don't need power," Deacon said, "huge impacts, wisdom, and..."
Deacon stopped as Kane started to laughing like all of his sidekick's speech were a huge joke. Kane had wisdom but he believed he had more power than just wisdom.
"Rooke," Kane said, "Grab Mr.Deacon!"
Rooke followed Kane's orders and grabbed Deacon by his arms and held him in front of Kane. Kane believed he didn't need any wisdom just to kill Deacon. He knew a bit of power could end Deacon's life.
"His ten fingers are kinda disturbing," Kane said, "Take one off as a little punishment."
Rooke threw Deacon into a table and used all of his strength just to hold Deacon's hand on the table. Deacon watched Rooke pulling his heavy ax out, but he placed his ax down after Kane told him too.
"Since I didn't enjoy the way he was talking to me," Kane said, "Bring me his tongue!"
Rooke quickly turned Deacon around as the two other armadas grabbed him and opened his mouth up for Rooke. Deacon noticed Rooke pulling out a smaller knife and slowly placed the blade on Deacon's tongue.
"Stop all this and release him," Kane said, walking back to his desk, "And leave this room."
Rooke dropped Deacon back on the ground and left with the other armadas. Now it was just the one with power and the other one with some wisdom. Kane watched as Deacon remained on his knees, terrified as he gripped his normal tongue.
"I don't care if you're smarter than me or even more handsome than me," Kane said, playing with his cane, "Power can make anyone respect you and even destroy the nerds...power is power and power almost got your speechless!"
Back on a brand new ship, Sanchi, Sanchez, and the rest stood still and continued to stare at what was Willis's ship. Planks, broken armor, armada's parts, were just raining everywhere and they couldn't believe it happened because of them.
"We did that," Sanchez said, smiling, "Would ya look at that?"
Suddenly they heard a clicking noise right behind them...right back Sanchi. Then they heard a man say, "Weapons...down!"
"Pretty brave," Sanchi said, placing his sword down, "Only one of you and six of us."
The man behind Sanchi, who aimed his musket right near the back of his head, laughed at Sanchi's comment.
"You're the alpha," he said, "My two girls would be losing a father just like your crew will be losing the leader if you try me!"
Sanchi looked over at Sanchez, giving him a specific look and Sanchez knew what that meant. Sanchez knew it was the "don't do anything stupid" look but Sanchez didn't listen. Quickly he dropped on the ground and rolled behind cover, pulling out both of his pistols. He then jumped out of cover and aimed it at the stranger...but he heard two more clicking noises.
"Weapons down, Musketeer," girl said, "Or I'll put them down for ya."
Sanchez looked up at the girl on top of the ship's lower roof. He grinned at the red-headed female with light blue eyes, a true beauty towards Sanchez. With a few freckles around her face and the angry look she had towards Sanchez, he just couldn't help to say a few things.
"Daddy's daughters," Sanchez said, walking towards her without his pistols, "Now where is the other..."
Clear giveaway of the location of the other daughter as she opened up the door wide, holding a sword in one hand and a small pistol in the other. In front of Sanchez was a blonde-hair girl with dark brown eyes, with the similar angry-look the red-headed one had towards him.
"Ginger and a blonde," Sanchez said, smiling, "And of course the daddy."
The two girls looked over at each other, nodding their heads and slowly putting their weapons back down.
"My uh father is the Monquista's leader," Glen said nervously, "So please don't kill..."
"Amy," The ginger pirate said, "My name is Amy Salth and over there is my sister."
"Beth," blonde one said, "Beth Salth."
Sanchez clapped his hand and smiled at the two girls while they continued to walk towards Sanchez, "Decent names but my name is..."
Amy ended Sanchez's words for a few hours as she knocked him out with her gun, knocking at least few of his teeth out.
"Now he's quiet," Amy said, "Let's talk why you guys are here."
Sanchi slowly placed his hands down, looking back at Chun and the rest, who took a few steps away from Sanchez's unconscious body.
"Just don't knock us out," Anthony said nervously, "I may get a little grumpy but please don't...do to me..uh..what y'all did to him."
"It's a market thing," Jason, the father of the two girls on the ship, "That's how we eat and managed to survive."
Jason, Amy, and Beth took Sanchi into a different room to talk to each other about certain things, of course after dropping Glen back off in Monquista. The family wanted to know more about Sanchi and his crew, and how they somehow managed to destroy one of the most powerful ship the armadas have.
"We're smarter than we look," Sanchi said, "But in reality I'm just trying to get back to Hamamistu village, where my master's at."
"Maybe we can help them," Jason said to Amy and Beth, "If the armadas and the warriors want them then imagine what it's going to be like if they know we helped them out on their journey."
The three of them all looked over at Sanchi after hearing his stomach growl. Jason then smile at Sanchi like that one little stomach growl explain so much about him and his last few days.
"You're starving," Jason said, smiling at him, "We need to take you and your crew to the market."
Sanchi didn't want to waste anymore time, wanting to go straight to Mooshu to see his master and continue his training. His stomach roaring didn't mean anything towards him, he just wanted to get back to his master soon.
"I don't need any food," Sanchi said as he face grew pal, "I just need to get to Moo..."
Suddenly Sanchi stopped as he fell on the ground and started to spit out clear vomit. Jason jumped out of his chair and ran out of the room, soon Amy followed behind him.
"I just need to get home," Sanchi said, throwing up some more.
Beth shook her head, throwing a few filthy shirts over his vomit, "The only thing you need is food!"
She continued to argue with Sanchi about his idiotic decisions of not feeding his self.
"Here some bread, master," Moresco said, opening up the door wide.
Moresco flew right on Sanchi's shoulder and started to pack bread in Sanchi's mouth forcefully, not knowing any better. Jason then walked back in with a small cup of water. Beth grabbed Sanchi's companion and threw him on the ground, taking some of the crumbled bread out of his mouth. After everything was out and he consumed a decent amount of bread, Jason got closer to Sanchi's face and looked him right into his eyes.
"My daughters mean the world to me," Jason said, "And I'm asking, what will the best option be for us? Help you all out or leave you on an island you no nothing about?"
While Jason and Beth continued to care for Sanchi, Amy stayed near the ship's wheel and kept an eye on the other three in Sanchi's crew. Anthony was steering the ship, Chun remained in the back next to an unconscious Sanchez, and Amy stayed right next to Anthony, sharpening her knife. Her father, Jason, and Beth both trusted the crew but it was hard for Amy to trust anyone, which was a good explanation why she was watching Sanchi's other crew mates.
"Sooooo," Anthony said nervously, "Wanna tell us where we're taking you all?"
Anthony was nervous and started to fear for his life, due to the intimidation of Amy towards him. She turned back around and watched Amy sharpening her knife. Anthony then realized that Amy wasn't like any other female pirate. She was different like the thirst for adventure excited her, the feel of collecting knives made her felt more comfortable and completed, some that'd make strong male pirates like, something Anthony wasn't. Meanwhile Chun was too carefree to notice any of it.
"Maybe I should introduce myself," Anthony said nervously, "I am Anthony De Sharp."
Amy snickered, laughing at the fact that someone like him managed to survive Willis's ship, "Anthony, are you good with weapons?"
"Not really," Anthony said, feeling ashamed, "But I am pretty good with ships!"
Amy laughed, "I'm surprise that you, the crane, the flying thing, and the one who can't keep his mouth shut, survived this long."
Wing Chun's laughter started to echo around the room, "A bit too extreme."
"Well I'm sorry," Anthony said, "Maybe one day you can teach me?"
Suddenly Jason's screams started to echo around the ship, alerting them and caused Anthony to drop the anchor down. Amy quickly jumped up and pulled out two of her knives, ready for whatever was ahead. Meanwhile Anthony cowardly stayed in the chair and hid like a little coward. Amy noticed and smiled.
"Hey kid," Amy said, "Maybe I can teach you with weapons, right?"
Anthony managed to build up with a little bravery and got behind Amy, holding a crowbar in his hand.
"This should be well," Wing Chun added, "I'm no use with weapons either."
"Wha-wha-what is going...on?" Sanchez begin to moan, grabbing Chun's vest.
Amy smiled, pointing at the awakening Sanchez, "Take care of your friend, then."
Amy, Moresco, and Anthony were the first ones to get outside of the ship and encountered the enemy, who was on their ship. The smiling pirate in front of them looked a bit familiar to Anthony, remembering the first even that changed his life forever.
With a confused look on his face, Anthony lowered his weapon like the familiar man in front of them could be trusted. Amy then glanced over at Anthony who begin to walked towards the alone stranger. Amy tried to grab Anthony's attention by whistling but he didn't listen, "Anthony, are you stupid?"
"I...we know this guy," Anthony said, pulling his little knives back out again, "He was...on that ship?"
Stannis stood in front of them, little silent and smiling as if he was on the right place for his newest plan, "Where's the rest?"
Moresco had a questionable look on his face, "Rest?"
Finally Jason returned back on the dock, finding a good weapon, and aimed it at Stannis, "Don't move, pal!"
Suddenly, Stannis's playful smile changed. It wasn't because of Jason's appearance or even the fact that Anthony remembered him, it was something different. It was that his own son slowly walked out with his sword out, frowning at his own father. Sanchi's father then dropped his sword and pistol, slowly approaching the crew.
"My own son. I have finally found you after I heard the news that the ship I met you on were with the armadas...not the trade market I was hoping to expect," Stannis said to Sanchi, "And again I heard more news. News being that you and your friends defeated Willis and even blew up his ship...with a bunch of creatures?"
Sanchi didn't speak, still holding his sword with a strong grip, not even the world's strongest pirate could rip it out of his dripping sweat hands. He felt heart-broke, he felt betrayed after seeing the same man who give away his son, and not even remembering him. But yet, Sanchi was somewhat delighted to see his own father again.
"I guess you're a bit livid to see me again," Stannis said to his son, "I know there's more of you. Perhaps one more woman inside of there and of course your friend and his companion! Of course, I'm taking a guess your friend, the talkative one, is knocked out from a girl's punch!"
"Watch it," Jason said calmly, "I'm not afraid to pull the trigger on you!"
Stannis glanced over at Jason, "And I believe it, but you should understand how important I am for your crew!"
"You no important for us," Moresco said, "Me and the others were locked up on the same ship you were being on."
Stannis then started to clap at Moresco, already knowing who his son's companion looked like. Although Stannis knew about Moresco and the skills he lack, "A good valid point but I was in the same place as you all, trapped!"
Everything became quiet. Jason, Amy, Moresco, Anthony all turned around and stared at Sanchi, who was being unobtrusive. None of them knew if they could trust this man and all of his stories, but the stranger being related to Sanchi started to become questionable. Now this was Sanchi's choice, a tough choice it was.
"Keep an eye on him," Sanchi said, lowering his sword, "If he runs or does something stupid, kill him."
Sanchi didn't even say hardly anything to Stannis, finally walking back inside of the ship. Meanwhile, Stannis stood there as he watched Sanchi go back inside, slowly caring for him...which was something Kane didn't want to happen.
"Listen pal, we're going for a stop nearby some island...to meet a friend. If you mess anything up or do anything stupid, I'll be glad to put the bullet through your head," Jason said as he grabbed Stannis by the collar of his shirt.
Back inside of the ship, the crew managed to catch some sleep, or some, while Jason and Anthony steered the ship towards the Stormgate, leading to Monquista. Everyone was anxious to finally catch some sleep, except for Sanchi, who knew it'll take even longer than before to see his master, Hanju, again.
Amy sat in the chair right next to Anthony, who was steering the ship in the dark. After staying up for a few straight nights from all the "exciting" adventures, he called it, he would of been everyone's first guess on the one who would fall asleep before anybody else. But he actually felt apart of something, a crew who saved him from another day in Willis's ship, a girl who actually cared for him, and finally, the taste for adventure, he recalled it.
"We're almost here," Anthony said to his self, "We're...almost...not here!"
Anthony wasn't the smart pirate but at the same time this young lad wasn't the dumbest, he knew it'd take hours to get to Stormgate to Monquista then getting out of it. He became a bit agog and ticked off, slamming his fist on the ship's wheel, mistakenly causing the wheel to take a hard right. Bodies from exhausted pirates slung to the right, waking up a few right away, and also causing Amy to lean against Anthony's shoulders. His face became redder than a fresh yum-yum tomato, starting to become nervous as she leaned further in on Anthony, palm of her soft and warm hands falling below his stomach, which started to freak him out even more. The lad wasn't use to it, being locked up for a long time and not even looking at a girl was something usual for Anthony.
"Guess I would take the jar of yum-yum," Jason continued to talk in his sleep, after a loud snore.
"It...it is dark...in here," Amy said, her eyes slowly opening up.
Anthony suddenly released a loud gulp, swallowing all his pride and honor. He then jumped out of his seat and started to play everything off, pretending to yawn and stretch.
"What a peaceful nap," Anthony said nervously, "How was yours?"
Amy peaked her head out, eyes still not quite dilated, and looked all around the room with a confused look, "Well then, who was steering the ship?"
A question Anthony wouldn't hoped to come. He nervously started to scratch the back of his hair, with a little stutter in his sentence.
"Well uh-u-I-I-think your...dad just fell asleep," Anthony said, laughing sarcastically, "He's a lit-little fast...we- he fell asleep fast!"
Amy shrugged her shoulder and went back to sleep, which helped calm Anthony down a little, "That was close..."
Anthony then walked back to his chair, close to Amy, and glanced over at her sleeping. The long and orange beautiful hair, Anthony thought, "Like the color of the Monquista's Skyways," Anthony said to his self
He started to care for the young and beautiful girl, which made him a bigger mess than before.
It was peaceful and undisturbed in one of Jason's small dorm, where Sanchi, Moresco, and Sanchi's father, Stannis, stayed in to rest. Although soon enough the undisturbed room became filled with noise as the ship took a hard turn, causing Sanchi to roll around and eventually into his father.
"The young boy can't even steer a ship," Stannis said, talking about Anthony, "Waking me up from a good dream!"
Sanchi quickly rolled away from his father, not being use to having this type of relation or even moment with his father.
"Need the sleep," Sanchi said, rolling back in his warm spot.
Stannis signed loudly. He understood why his own son was mad at him, he gave him away at a young age without any good reasons to, "I made a mistake giving you away to some stranger I didn't know but it was so long..."
A stranger? Sanchi thought, "Hanju is no stranger! He gave me a home, he gave me skills and training that some warriors or armadas would never ever get!"
"Master," Moresco added, "Should I bring in some..."
Stannis snapped his fingers at Sanchi's companion, "This is between humans, no creatures!"
Sanchi jumped on his feet, defending his companion right away, "Moresco done more for me than you ever did or will!"
"And I'm sorry for giving you away," Stannis said tiredly, "But you need to understand that..."
Sanchi interrupted Stannis, not in the any mood whatsoever to hear what his father had to say.
"Just a minute, Stannis," Sanchi said angrily, "What is all this about? Are you here just to lure me in Kane's arms or Juhn's? If you are, I advise you to leave this ship at once!"
Stannis was speechless, his own son figuring him out faster than anyone would, and at the same time he knew nothing about Sanchi, what he liked or anything about his own son.
"We're family, something greater than your relationship with Hanju," Stannis said calmly, "You don't know much about me and I don't know anything about you..."
Sanchi didn't want to learn anything about Stannis, he just wanted one little thing. He just wanted to see his master, Hanju, and finish up his training back in Mooshu.
"I don't want to know anything about you," Sanchi said horribly, "Come on Moresco, leave this man in here alone."
"Yes, yes!" Moresco shouted, "Of course me master!"
Sanchi walked out of the little room, being followed by Moresco, shutting the door shut. Stannis stayed in there all alone in awed from the words of his own son.
"I need to contact Kane immediately," Stannis said to his self
Stannis got back up to glance out of the window, noticing they were close to Jason's destination. He also noticed something else too. His eyes grew large as he heart begin beating faster. His plan he thought that was perfect could now be ruined. He slammed his fist down, looking at an armada ship right behind them.
"My son and his dull-witted friends took down Willis's ship," Stannis said, staring at the destroyed ship.
Then he watched something even more surprising than Willis's ship going down, he watched Sanchi and his crew on another ship and getting away from them. Stannis smiled as he dropped his binoculars and started to believe that Sanchi was definitely his son.
"Kane isn't going to be happy," Rooke said as his ship arrived next to Stannis, "Willis is destroyed with the rest of his ship."
Suddenly Stannis thought of a brilliant plan like a light bulb lighted up his brain. With a grin on his face, Stannis quickly picked up his weapon and started to walk back.
"We could try something new," Stannis said, looking at Rooke, "Instead of following them while they're on the run and know they aren't safe..maybe we should find out their destination and beat them there."
"Then we'll need to find someone those fools trust," Rooke said, fixing his busted mask.
Stannis smiled and stared at Rooke, revealing his little grin to the Armada's general. From that point Rooke knew who was going to break down Sanchi, his own father.
"Fly back to Valencia and inform Kane," Stannis said, "I'll handle my own son...myself."
Was it smart to trust a man who just recently revealed he was a father to a man who's already the armada's and pirate's top priority to get now? Was it ever smart to trust someone who's spying for the armadas and possibly seen around Skull island with Juhn? Soon Kane and the armadas begin asking those questions after finding out Stannis's plan.
Same exact questions started to go all through Kane's mind as he sat at his desk, thinking of something to do.
"Maybe Derwitchi could put an end to this war," Kane said to his self, "Or maybe I'll end it..myself!"
Luckily Deacon opening up the door snapped Kane out of his thoughts.
"Heard you all discussing about Sanchi," Deacon said, "The one who sliced my chest deep.."
Kane nodded his head, "We let him defeat us, we could of easily ended them back in those jungles!"
"And they're still escaping from us," Deacon yelled, "Marleybone, Aquila, Monquista, everywhere they're talking about them more than this war we're in now!"
Kane dropped his cane, a bit irritated towards Deacon's disrespect. He slowly got out of his chair and snapped his fingers, finally shutting Deacon's little rant up. Soon three armadas and even Rooke walked into the room, standing in place.
"Interesting little story I got," Kane said, walking towards Deacon, "Besides our master, I am the leader of you and all the armadas straight down from the generals down to the troops, even everyone in the Inner circle!"
As Kane got closer to Deacon, he begin to back away from his master and soon backed into Rooke.
"I have power," Kane said proudly, "Not as much power as out leader but more than you."
"Other leaders don't need power," Deacon said, "huge impacts, wisdom, and..."
Deacon stopped as Kane started to laughing like all of his sidekick's speech were a huge joke. Kane had wisdom but he believed he had more power than just wisdom.
"Rooke," Kane said, "Grab Mr.Deacon!"
Rooke followed Kane's orders and grabbed Deacon by his arms and held him in front of Kane. Kane believed he didn't need any wisdom just to kill Deacon. He knew a bit of power could end Deacon's life.
"His ten fingers are kinda disturbing," Kane said, "Take one off as a little punishment."
Rooke threw Deacon into a table and used all of his strength just to hold Deacon's hand on the table. Deacon watched Rooke pulling his heavy ax out, but he placed his ax down after Kane told him too.
"Since I didn't enjoy the way he was talking to me," Kane said, "Bring me his tongue!"
Rooke quickly turned Deacon around as the two other armadas grabbed him and opened his mouth up for Rooke. Deacon noticed Rooke pulling out a smaller knife and slowly placed the blade on Deacon's tongue.
"Stop all this and release him," Kane said, walking back to his desk, "And leave this room."
Rooke dropped Deacon back on the ground and left with the other armadas. Now it was just the one with power and the other one with some wisdom. Kane watched as Deacon remained on his knees, terrified as he gripped his normal tongue.
"I don't care if you're smarter than me or even more handsome than me," Kane said, playing with his cane, "Power can make anyone respect you and even destroy the nerds...power is power and power almost got your speechless!"
Back on a brand new ship, Sanchi, Sanchez, and the rest stood still and continued to stare at what was Willis's ship. Planks, broken armor, armada's parts, were just raining everywhere and they couldn't believe it happened because of them.
"We did that," Sanchez said, smiling, "Would ya look at that?"
Suddenly they heard a clicking noise right behind them...right back Sanchi. Then they heard a man say, "Weapons...down!"
"Pretty brave," Sanchi said, placing his sword down, "Only one of you and six of us."
The man behind Sanchi, who aimed his musket right near the back of his head, laughed at Sanchi's comment.
"You're the alpha," he said, "My two girls would be losing a father just like your crew will be losing the leader if you try me!"
Sanchi looked over at Sanchez, giving him a specific look and Sanchez knew what that meant. Sanchez knew it was the "don't do anything stupid" look but Sanchez didn't listen. Quickly he dropped on the ground and rolled behind cover, pulling out both of his pistols. He then jumped out of cover and aimed it at the stranger...but he heard two more clicking noises.
"Weapons down, Musketeer," girl said, "Or I'll put them down for ya."
Sanchez looked up at the girl on top of the ship's lower roof. He grinned at the red-headed female with light blue eyes, a true beauty towards Sanchez. With a few freckles around her face and the angry look she had towards Sanchez, he just couldn't help to say a few things.
"Daddy's daughters," Sanchez said, walking towards her without his pistols, "Now where is the other..."
Clear giveaway of the location of the other daughter as she opened up the door wide, holding a sword in one hand and a small pistol in the other. In front of Sanchez was a blonde-hair girl with dark brown eyes, with the similar angry-look the red-headed one had towards him.
"Ginger and a blonde," Sanchez said, smiling, "And of course the daddy."
The two girls looked over at each other, nodding their heads and slowly putting their weapons back down.
"My uh father is the Monquista's leader," Glen said nervously, "So please don't kill..."
"Amy," The ginger pirate said, "My name is Amy Salth and over there is my sister."
"Beth," blonde one said, "Beth Salth."
Sanchez clapped his hand and smiled at the two girls while they continued to walk towards Sanchez, "Decent names but my name is..."
Amy ended Sanchez's words for a few hours as she knocked him out with her gun, knocking at least few of his teeth out.
"Now he's quiet," Amy said, "Let's talk why you guys are here."
Sanchi slowly placed his hands down, looking back at Chun and the rest, who took a few steps away from Sanchez's unconscious body.
"Just don't knock us out," Anthony said nervously, "I may get a little grumpy but please don't...do to me..uh..what y'all did to him."
"It's a market thing," Jason, the father of the two girls on the ship, "That's how we eat and managed to survive."
Jason, Amy, and Beth took Sanchi into a different room to talk to each other about certain things, of course after dropping Glen back off in Monquista. The family wanted to know more about Sanchi and his crew, and how they somehow managed to destroy one of the most powerful ship the armadas have.
"We're smarter than we look," Sanchi said, "But in reality I'm just trying to get back to Hamamistu village, where my master's at."
"Maybe we can help them," Jason said to Amy and Beth, "If the armadas and the warriors want them then imagine what it's going to be like if they know we helped them out on their journey."
The three of them all looked over at Sanchi after hearing his stomach growl. Jason then smile at Sanchi like that one little stomach growl explain so much about him and his last few days.
"You're starving," Jason said, smiling at him, "We need to take you and your crew to the market."
Sanchi didn't want to waste anymore time, wanting to go straight to Mooshu to see his master and continue his training. His stomach roaring didn't mean anything towards him, he just wanted to get back to his master soon.
"I don't need any food," Sanchi said as he face grew pal, "I just need to get to Moo..."
Suddenly Sanchi stopped as he fell on the ground and started to spit out clear vomit. Jason jumped out of his chair and ran out of the room, soon Amy followed behind him.
"I just need to get home," Sanchi said, throwing up some more.
Beth shook her head, throwing a few filthy shirts over his vomit, "The only thing you need is food!"
She continued to argue with Sanchi about his idiotic decisions of not feeding his self.
"Here some bread, master," Moresco said, opening up the door wide.
Moresco flew right on Sanchi's shoulder and started to pack bread in Sanchi's mouth forcefully, not knowing any better. Jason then walked back in with a small cup of water. Beth grabbed Sanchi's companion and threw him on the ground, taking some of the crumbled bread out of his mouth. After everything was out and he consumed a decent amount of bread, Jason got closer to Sanchi's face and looked him right into his eyes.
"My daughters mean the world to me," Jason said, "And I'm asking, what will the best option be for us? Help you all out or leave you on an island you no nothing about?"
While Jason and Beth continued to care for Sanchi, Amy stayed near the ship's wheel and kept an eye on the other three in Sanchi's crew. Anthony was steering the ship, Chun remained in the back next to an unconscious Sanchez, and Amy stayed right next to Anthony, sharpening her knife. Her father, Jason, and Beth both trusted the crew but it was hard for Amy to trust anyone, which was a good explanation why she was watching Sanchi's other crew mates.
"Sooooo," Anthony said nervously, "Wanna tell us where we're taking you all?"
Anthony was nervous and started to fear for his life, due to the intimidation of Amy towards him. She turned back around and watched Amy sharpening her knife. Anthony then realized that Amy wasn't like any other female pirate. She was different like the thirst for adventure excited her, the feel of collecting knives made her felt more comfortable and completed, some that'd make strong male pirates like, something Anthony wasn't. Meanwhile Chun was too carefree to notice any of it.
"Maybe I should introduce myself," Anthony said nervously, "I am Anthony De Sharp."
Amy snickered, laughing at the fact that someone like him managed to survive Willis's ship, "Anthony, are you good with weapons?"
"Not really," Anthony said, feeling ashamed, "But I am pretty good with ships!"
Amy laughed, "I'm surprise that you, the crane, the flying thing, and the one who can't keep his mouth shut, survived this long."
Wing Chun's laughter started to echo around the room, "A bit too extreme."
"Well I'm sorry," Anthony said, "Maybe one day you can teach me?"
Suddenly Jason's screams started to echo around the ship, alerting them and caused Anthony to drop the anchor down. Amy quickly jumped up and pulled out two of her knives, ready for whatever was ahead. Meanwhile Anthony cowardly stayed in the chair and hid like a little coward. Amy noticed and smiled.
"Hey kid," Amy said, "Maybe I can teach you with weapons, right?"
Anthony managed to build up with a little bravery and got behind Amy, holding a crowbar in his hand.
"This should be well," Wing Chun added, "I'm no use with weapons either."
"Wha-wha-what is going...on?" Sanchez begin to moan, grabbing Chun's vest.
Amy smiled, pointing at the awakening Sanchez, "Take care of your friend, then."
Amy, Moresco, and Anthony were the first ones to get outside of the ship and encountered the enemy, who was on their ship. The smiling pirate in front of them looked a bit familiar to Anthony, remembering the first even that changed his life forever.
With a confused look on his face, Anthony lowered his weapon like the familiar man in front of them could be trusted. Amy then glanced over at Anthony who begin to walked towards the alone stranger. Amy tried to grab Anthony's attention by whistling but he didn't listen, "Anthony, are you stupid?"
"I...we know this guy," Anthony said, pulling his little knives back out again, "He was...on that ship?"
Stannis stood in front of them, little silent and smiling as if he was on the right place for his newest plan, "Where's the rest?"
Moresco had a questionable look on his face, "Rest?"
Finally Jason returned back on the dock, finding a good weapon, and aimed it at Stannis, "Don't move, pal!"
Suddenly, Stannis's playful smile changed. It wasn't because of Jason's appearance or even the fact that Anthony remembered him, it was something different. It was that his own son slowly walked out with his sword out, frowning at his own father. Sanchi's father then dropped his sword and pistol, slowly approaching the crew.
"My own son. I have finally found you after I heard the news that the ship I met you on were with the armadas...not the trade market I was hoping to expect," Stannis said to Sanchi, "And again I heard more news. News being that you and your friends defeated Willis and even blew up his ship...with a bunch of creatures?"
Sanchi didn't speak, still holding his sword with a strong grip, not even the world's strongest pirate could rip it out of his dripping sweat hands. He felt heart-broke, he felt betrayed after seeing the same man who give away his son, and not even remembering him. But yet, Sanchi was somewhat delighted to see his own father again.
"I guess you're a bit livid to see me again," Stannis said to his son, "I know there's more of you. Perhaps one more woman inside of there and of course your friend and his companion! Of course, I'm taking a guess your friend, the talkative one, is knocked out from a girl's punch!"
"Watch it," Jason said calmly, "I'm not afraid to pull the trigger on you!"
Stannis glanced over at Jason, "And I believe it, but you should understand how important I am for your crew!"
"You no important for us," Moresco said, "Me and the others were locked up on the same ship you were being on."
Stannis then started to clap at Moresco, already knowing who his son's companion looked like. Although Stannis knew about Moresco and the skills he lack, "A good valid point but I was in the same place as you all, trapped!"
Everything became quiet. Jason, Amy, Moresco, Anthony all turned around and stared at Sanchi, who was being unobtrusive. None of them knew if they could trust this man and all of his stories, but the stranger being related to Sanchi started to become questionable. Now this was Sanchi's choice, a tough choice it was.
"Keep an eye on him," Sanchi said, lowering his sword, "If he runs or does something stupid, kill him."
Sanchi didn't even say hardly anything to Stannis, finally walking back inside of the ship. Meanwhile, Stannis stood there as he watched Sanchi go back inside, slowly caring for him...which was something Kane didn't want to happen.
"Listen pal, we're going for a stop nearby some island...to meet a friend. If you mess anything up or do anything stupid, I'll be glad to put the bullet through your head," Jason said as he grabbed Stannis by the collar of his shirt.
Back inside of the ship, the crew managed to catch some sleep, or some, while Jason and Anthony steered the ship towards the Stormgate, leading to Monquista. Everyone was anxious to finally catch some sleep, except for Sanchi, who knew it'll take even longer than before to see his master, Hanju, again.
Amy sat in the chair right next to Anthony, who was steering the ship in the dark. After staying up for a few straight nights from all the "exciting" adventures, he called it, he would of been everyone's first guess on the one who would fall asleep before anybody else. But he actually felt apart of something, a crew who saved him from another day in Willis's ship, a girl who actually cared for him, and finally, the taste for adventure, he recalled it.
"We're almost here," Anthony said to his self, "We're...almost...not here!"
Anthony wasn't the smart pirate but at the same time this young lad wasn't the dumbest, he knew it'd take hours to get to Stormgate to Monquista then getting out of it. He became a bit agog and ticked off, slamming his fist on the ship's wheel, mistakenly causing the wheel to take a hard right. Bodies from exhausted pirates slung to the right, waking up a few right away, and also causing Amy to lean against Anthony's shoulders. His face became redder than a fresh yum-yum tomato, starting to become nervous as she leaned further in on Anthony, palm of her soft and warm hands falling below his stomach, which started to freak him out even more. The lad wasn't use to it, being locked up for a long time and not even looking at a girl was something usual for Anthony.
"Guess I would take the jar of yum-yum," Jason continued to talk in his sleep, after a loud snore.
"It...it is dark...in here," Amy said, her eyes slowly opening up.
Anthony suddenly released a loud gulp, swallowing all his pride and honor. He then jumped out of his seat and started to play everything off, pretending to yawn and stretch.
"What a peaceful nap," Anthony said nervously, "How was yours?"
Amy peaked her head out, eyes still not quite dilated, and looked all around the room with a confused look, "Well then, who was steering the ship?"
A question Anthony wouldn't hoped to come. He nervously started to scratch the back of his hair, with a little stutter in his sentence.
"Well uh-u-I-I-think your...dad just fell asleep," Anthony said, laughing sarcastically, "He's a lit-little fast...we- he fell asleep fast!"
Amy shrugged her shoulder and went back to sleep, which helped calm Anthony down a little, "That was close..."
Anthony then walked back to his chair, close to Amy, and glanced over at her sleeping. The long and orange beautiful hair, Anthony thought, "Like the color of the Monquista's Skyways," Anthony said to his self
He started to care for the young and beautiful girl, which made him a bigger mess than before.
It was peaceful and undisturbed in one of Jason's small dorm, where Sanchi, Moresco, and Sanchi's father, Stannis, stayed in to rest. Although soon enough the undisturbed room became filled with noise as the ship took a hard turn, causing Sanchi to roll around and eventually into his father.
"The young boy can't even steer a ship," Stannis said, talking about Anthony, "Waking me up from a good dream!"
Sanchi quickly rolled away from his father, not being use to having this type of relation or even moment with his father.
"Need the sleep," Sanchi said, rolling back in his warm spot.
Stannis signed loudly. He understood why his own son was mad at him, he gave him away at a young age without any good reasons to, "I made a mistake giving you away to some stranger I didn't know but it was so long..."
A stranger? Sanchi thought, "Hanju is no stranger! He gave me a home, he gave me skills and training that some warriors or armadas would never ever get!"
"Master," Moresco added, "Should I bring in some..."
Stannis snapped his fingers at Sanchi's companion, "This is between humans, no creatures!"
Sanchi jumped on his feet, defending his companion right away, "Moresco done more for me than you ever did or will!"
"And I'm sorry for giving you away," Stannis said tiredly, "But you need to understand that..."
Sanchi interrupted Stannis, not in the any mood whatsoever to hear what his father had to say.
"Just a minute, Stannis," Sanchi said angrily, "What is all this about? Are you here just to lure me in Kane's arms or Juhn's? If you are, I advise you to leave this ship at once!"
Stannis was speechless, his own son figuring him out faster than anyone would, and at the same time he knew nothing about Sanchi, what he liked or anything about his own son.
"We're family, something greater than your relationship with Hanju," Stannis said calmly, "You don't know much about me and I don't know anything about you..."
Sanchi didn't want to learn anything about Stannis, he just wanted one little thing. He just wanted to see his master, Hanju, and finish up his training back in Mooshu.
"I don't want to know anything about you," Sanchi said horribly, "Come on Moresco, leave this man in here alone."
"Yes, yes!" Moresco shouted, "Of course me master!"
Sanchi walked out of the little room, being followed by Moresco, shutting the door shut. Stannis stayed in there all alone in awed from the words of his own son.
"I need to contact Kane immediately," Stannis said to his self
Stannis got back up to glance out of the window, noticing they were close to Jason's destination. He also noticed something else too. His eyes grew large as he heart begin beating faster. His plan he thought that was perfect could now be ruined. He slammed his fist down, looking at an armada ship right behind them.
Wednesday, August 13, 2014
The Warrior "Armadas Overboard" S1 E6
Flashback:
Young Sanchi, who already trained for months now with his master, watched ships fly pass his home. After long exhausted training with his master, Sanchi would regularly go near the end of his island just to watch the ships go by and make up stories by his self. Sanchi slowly watch as a enormous wooden ship with shining armor all over it. Sanchi examined everything on the passing ship, counting all the cannons on it and windows, which help Sanchi understand the owner of the ship's protection and wealth.
"This ship," Sanchi said to his self, "Owned by a wealthy ruler way back in Aquila, where he lived in an enormous castle, bigger than any of the Warrior's temples and even wealthier than the islands of Scrimshaw. Myke flies in Mooshu just to admire the beautiful pink Skyway after a long day of ruling!"
Sanchi loved telling stories, even if he had no clue if the pirates were wealthy or not or if its a pirate or an armada, he didn't care.
"Another one," Sanchi said, examining the ship flying by.
The ship was much bigger than the one Sanchi saw before. This passing ship could fit two regular sized cheap pirate's ships in it and the armor on the ship amazed Sanchi, not seeing one patch of wooden planks on it. There were almost eight cannons on the lower part of the ship, Sanchi quickly felt bad for the ones who had to go against this ship.
"A wealthy Mooshu farmer who use to live in Hamamistu," Sanchi continued, "This one is named Sanuraita, the Hamamistu farmer who struck gold on his land bought one of the wealthiest ships throughout the Spiral. He's like a superhero and he flies all around the Skyways to save the ones who need..."
Sanchi stopped as he heard someone laughing behind him like his imagination wasn't good enough for any story. It was his master, who was approaching Sanchi from behind with fruits in his hands.
"Assuming this young fighter doesn't know much about that "Super hero" inside that ship," Master Hanju said, "Is master Hanju correct?"
Sanchi shrugged his shoulders as the ship flew right by him, "I'm just making it up, master Hanju."
Master Hanju snickered, sitting right next to Sanchi. Hanju slowly placed his furry hand on Sanchi's shoulder and looked out into the Skyway with him, concluding that Sanchi had no idea what was inside of the large silver ship. Meanwhile Sanchi became curious, "Tell me about that enormous armored ship, master Hanju."
"Those scary clockworks I told you stories about," Master Hanju said softly, "You remember'em?"
Sanchi nodded his head.
Sanchi's master explained what was in the ship, "There's no hero inside of that ship, there's just evil all around it with blood spilled by innocent pirates or even farmers like me or a young boy like you. There were armadas inside of that ship that were built or some even trained just to cause trouble and harm others. They don't care about us or anyone besides their alliances, the Armada army."
Sanchi glanced far ahead at the armada's ship, slowly disappearing deeper into the Skyways. He was too young to learn about the wars between the pirates and the armadas, or even learn about Kane and his master's army. But for some odd reason, Sanchi wanted to learn more about the inner circle and the armadas so maybe one day, Sanchi could end all the evil and fill up the spiral with heroes.
"Master Hanju," Sanchi said in a low-pitched tone, "Will they ever attack us?"
"Maybe," Hanju said, "And if they do, I want you to knock their circuits out and make the leaders bleed!"
Knock their circuits out and make Kane, Deacon, Rooke, all of the inner circle bleed, words that remained in Sanchi's mind from the day Hanju explained the armadas until the day he was trapped on Willis Brust's ship, with Rooke and other armadas hunting them.
"They're all around us," Glen begin to panic, "And all we have is two weapons and a bunch of scared companions!"
While the others started to complain and fear for their lives, Sanchi remained calm and begin to remember what Hanju told him about the armadas and what to do whenever they try to attack him.
"Knock their circuits out and make the leaders bleed."
Sanchi looked down the rusted armada's rifle and smiled like he knew they had a chance even if there were thousands of armadas and only him, he always believed in it.
"We're going to die," Chun cried, hugging Sanchez, "We should of stayed back in Skull island!"
Sanchez begin to panic with Chun and the rest of the companions, until he looked over at Sanchi, who just stood there and remained calm. Sanchez thought it was odd of Sanchi being the only one who remained intact.
"Hey bud," Sanchez said to Sanchi, "Please tell me there's a plan...B?"
Sanchi looked around the room and noticed a vent on the ceiling, a perfect way for Sanchez and the rest of his crew to escape, without him.
"Me and the companions will stay back and fight," Sanchi explained, "You and the others will go up into the vents and on the outside of the ship."
Sanchez nodded his head and gathered Chun, Moresco, Anthony, and Glen, explaining them Sanchi's plan. Luckily the larger companions helped lifting them up and pushed them into the upper vents. This could be the last time Sanchez could see his new friend, Sanchi, as he realized the danger of his plan. Before going into the vents, Sanchez ran towards Sanchi.
"Take the pistol," Sanchez said, "You need it more than me."
But Sanchi declined the pistol, pushing it back in Sanchez's hands, "Take it, you'll need it more than me."
Dozens of armadas begin marching towards the door where Sanchi and the companions were hiding at. Willis Brust was leading the group while Rooke walked behind him, bringing out his large sharp ax.
"I have no weapon," Stannis said, "I should go."
Stannis walked back to his ship after he lied to Rooke and the rest. Stannis hoped for his son and his crew to survive the attack and he also hoped he could find his son if they make it out, trying to convince him to join him and the armadas.
"We can't let them go this time," Rooke yelled, "Kane will have your head!"
Willis knew the possibilities of his little unit of armadas winning after realizing most of his clockworks were down to their last bullets but Willis wasn't afraid of any companions.
"W-w-won't let it happen," Willis said, pulling out two swords, "I-I-I got them."
Ting, ting, bump! Suddenly Rooke started to hear noises from above, it being inside of the vents. This tall and giant armada had a feeling that he could easily handle this crew and thought it'd be better for him if he captured the crew his self. He dropped his ax on the ground and pulled out his enormous sword like he was ready to knock out a heavy-set pinata.
"Take your unit and handle the ones in the room," Rooke said, "I got the ones in the vents!"
Sanchez, Chun, Moresco, Anthony, and Glen continued to crawl in the small vents, trying to find the opening to get them on the top of the ship.
"We would be better off jumping out of a window," Glen cried, voice echoing all around.
Sanchez had hope for him and his crew making it out alive in this situation, believing that his crew can handle anything ever since the day he fought on Scrimshaw. He believed that his crew wouldn't go out by just a bunch of clockworks.
"Never been in a situation like this before," Anthony said, right behind Glen, "How about any of y'all?"
Chun rolled his eyes, "I don't even know your name?"
"Anthony De Sharp," The young pirate introduced his self, "I was locked in the cell with your friends."
"Maybe you'll die with them too," Glen said under quietly.
Sanchez ignored what the others were saying and continued to remain focus but he started to hear something odd, nothing. No more gunshots, no screaming or yelling or things breaking, nothing. Sanchez just stopped moving while the others continued to crawl, "Something isn't right..."
Suddenly a sword went through the vent and right in front of Sanchez, the tip of the blade tapping Sanchez's chin. Then the sword was quickly removed out of the vent and caused a bit of light to be shown.
"Woah," Anthony exclaimed, "What was that?"
Sanchez remained calm even though deep inside he was panicking. He stayed in the same position, slowly bending his head downward to look out of the hole caused by the sword. None of them knew what was under them, which made them fear even more.
"I don't know," Sanchez said, "I think it may be a swo..."
Bam! Suddenly the sword went through the vent again, skimming through Anthony's arm and caused the group to freak out. Quickly the sword was removed out of the vent and a few seconds later it went through it again in a new spot. Over and over the sword was going in and out as Sanchez and the rest started to crawl even faster, their hands and feet slamming down on the vents.
"Come back little piggys," Rooke yelled with a whistle, "You can't keep running!"
"It's Rooke," Sanchez said, "Glen, run faster!"
The six of them inside of the vents continued to crawl faster while Rooke was still cutting through the vent like they were being hunted. Each of Rooke's hits managed to skim past them and cause no harms but he was getting close.
"Left," Sanchez cried, "Fast!"
The crew made a sharp left, causing Rooke to run into a dead end. Nearly out of breath and close to having heart attacks due to the near death experiences, the six of them all fell on their stomachs to catch their breaths. While they laid there, Sanchez started to feel like he was shaking in place. No one else felt the shake but Sanchez knew someone was shaking the vent as he backed up a few steps.
"Guys," Sanchez said nervously, "He's trying to get in!"
Woosh! Suddenly the vents far back from them started to collapsed off the ceilings, caused by Rooke pulling the vents out his self. The rest begin to go back to panicking while Sanchez crawled backwards with his musket, believing he wasn't going to go out like this.
"Come on out!" Rooke's voice echoed
As the vents started to fall down near Sanchez, he quickly aimed his pistol at Rooke and grinned at the big fool, "I don't think so!"
Boom! Sanchez pulled the trigger and watched as the bullet flew out from the musket and towards Rooke. The bullet quickly flew into Rooke's shoulder, which had no armor in it, and caused the large armada to release the vents and fall on the ground. As Rooke remained on the ground, crying like a little baby who candy got stolen, Sanchez and the rest continued to crawl further and near their exit.
"Saaaaaaaaaaaanchez!"
Stannis continued to walk back to his ship, suddenly being stopped by two of Rooke's guards. Stannis was busy and knew he didn't have much time to argue with two brainless fools.
"Stop," One of the armadas said, "S-s-state your re-re-reasons."
Stannis laughed as he threw his hands up. He didn't want Sanchi to see him with the other side that were trying to capture him, he wanted to fool his own abandoned son into joining the armadas his self with his own designed plan.
"I only came here to escort Rooke to the prison," Stannis yelled, "Not here to fight with them!"
The two armadas quickly raised their guns at Stannis, a mistake they made towards the man in front of them. Meanwhile Stannis begin to shake his head as he slowly pulled something out of his pocket.
"Shouldn't be aiming at me," Stannis said, holding a round object in his hand.
The two armadas focused on what was Stannis in his hands, making it easier for Stannis to take out the two guards. He quickly pushed one into the wall, grabbing the other one and placing the electric sticky bomb on the chest of the other one.
"N-n-no," The armada screamed, "G-g-get this t-t-thing off of..."
Boom! Suddenly the electric bomb went off as Stannis jumped back, sending a bright blue electric wave around the area and disabling the two armadas.
"Well," Stannis said to his self
He then walked past the disabled armadas and back on his ship, flying off of Willis's ship but no far from it.
Sanchi and the other companions waited as they heard each footsteps taken by the armadas grow louder and louder. The companions all hide around the room after Sanchi managed to talk them into fighting for their freedom. Finally Willis approached the door and knocked it down, dozens of armadas quickly swarmed into the room.
"H-h-hands up," An armada guard said to the companions
But the companions didn't listen as they jumped down and attacked the armadas with their bare hands, tackling them down and tearing a few apart. Sanchi quickly joined the fight like it wasn't anything new, taking out armadas like his master always reminded him.
"D-d-don't let these com-companions take us down," Willis cried, "We can handle these things!"
Buffalo companion ran straight into a pile of armadas, throwing them everywhere and tearing them apart. The buffalo companion started to roar like they were close to a victory but his roar didn't last long as Willis's sword went through the companion's stomach.
Meanwhile Sanchi continued to fight strong as an another armada tried to swing his sword at him. Sanchi quickly dodged his head as the sword sliced off some of his hair. He then jumped back up and head butted the armada and threw him into the wall repeatedly until it was destroyed.
"Take their circuits out and don't leave one left!"
After crawling in a small vent for a long time, Glen finally noticed lighting from above, light from the Skyway. The five of them crawled faster than before, finally realizing they were close to escaping.
"We made it," Moresco screamed, "Me master will be proud!"
Glen smiled as he ripped off the upper vent and crawled on the top of the ship, staring at all the ships avoiding the armada's ship, due to the alarm going off loud.
"Now we just...."
Chun stopped as he noticed the teen pirate running towards the front-end of the ship, where the wheel was. Chun, Moresco, and Glen just stayed there while Sanchez chased Anthony.
"Anthony," Sanchez called, "What are you doing?"
He didn't answer, the teen pirate remained silent as he snatched Sanchez's musket right out of his hand. Ever since meeting him, Sanchez thought it was weird that Anthony stopped talking for a while.
"I hope that you talking means you had a good plan," Sanchez said, following Anthony again.
Anthony slid off the room and near the wheel of the ship, firing a few shots into the window and busting it down. Sanchez then looked down at Anthony as he shot and took out one of Willis's armada, throwing his body into the Skyways.
"Steering this ship towards an island," Anthony said as he ripped off the wheel, "We need to be gone before it crash!"
Suddenly the ship started to become bumpy, causing lots of the companions to fall down and go straight into the walls. Sanchi managed to hold his ground as he took down another armada. Sanchi still managed to stay up after the ship ran into a large jungle tree, leaving it a hole between Sanchi and the companions.
"This ship is going down," Sanchi said, "This may sounds dangerous but if you want to live, you all need to jump into that hole and into the jungles while the trees stay tall!"
Bam! Suddenly the ship took a hard scrap and made another giant hole in the room, quickly causing the rest of the companions to go through the hole and out of the ship. Now Sanchi thought he was all alone and quickly started to pull his self towards the door...until he heard a voice behind him.
"Y-y-y-you shouldn't go yet," Willis said, swinging two swords around, "Not wi-w-without your sword!"
Sanchi turned around and noticed Willis holding his sword, given by master Hanju, in the hands of an armada, Sanchi's newest enemy. Sanchi then pulled out the musket and aimed it at Willis.
"You don't have the advantage," Sanchi said, "I want my sword back!"
Willis started to laugh as he threw Sanchi's sword back into Sanchi's hands, "Shooting me is a coward way of taking me out...why not duel me and show me your skills!"
Sanchi smiled and ran towards Willis, swinging his sword strong and mighty at the foolish armada.
Cling, cling! Their two swords repeatedly collided into each other after Sanchi read Willis's strikes and dodged him, knowing if he could handle Kane then Willis could be no problem. As the ship hit another few trees, Willis quickly fell to the floor and releasing his sword. Meanwhile Sanchi grinned at Willis after realizing he had the upper ground and the advantage, kicking Willis's sword into the hole. Now, it was time for Willis to beg but Sanchi ignored it as he approach Willis.
"Don't ever try to stop me from reaching my master again," Sanchi said, raising his sword high.
Sanchi then slammed the blade of his sword on Willis, easily chopping the armada's head off and kicked the headless armada into the hole of the ship.
"We need to go," Sanchi said, finally meeting up his crew, "Willis is gone but I saw Rooke fleeing off the ship."
Sanchez was a bit disappointed, hoping he killed one of Kane's inner circle member but yet he was satisfied to make it alive...for now.
"Master," Moresco said, "What are we going to do now?"
Luckily Willis's ship was going towards the volcano but it was on the edge and close to the Skyways. Sanchi then grabbed Moresco and jumped off the ship, landing on another pirate's ship.
"Uhhh," Anthony said, "Is he insane?"
After everything they been through, Sanchez knew he wasn't afraid of heights and a little jump. He shrugged his shoulders and jumped off Willis's ship, landing next to Sanchi.
"Chun," Sanchez yelled, "You're next!"
Chun just stood there, looking down into the very deep Skyways. Wing Chun quickly begin to freak out as if heights were his weakness but luckily due to their newest crew mate, Anthony, he helped Chun overcome that.
"Sorry pal," Anthony said, grabbing Chun and throwing him on the other ship, "This should be fun!"
Anthony and Glen both dived off Willis's ship and landing on some pirate's ship. The six of them watched as Willis's ship crashed into a mountain, blowing up into bits and flames, something which made Sanchi satisfied.
"Well we made it out," Sanchez said to Sanchi, "Now what?"
"First we drop off Glen," Sanchi said, "Then we head to Mooshu."
Young Sanchi, who already trained for months now with his master, watched ships fly pass his home. After long exhausted training with his master, Sanchi would regularly go near the end of his island just to watch the ships go by and make up stories by his self. Sanchi slowly watch as a enormous wooden ship with shining armor all over it. Sanchi examined everything on the passing ship, counting all the cannons on it and windows, which help Sanchi understand the owner of the ship's protection and wealth.
"This ship," Sanchi said to his self, "Owned by a wealthy ruler way back in Aquila, where he lived in an enormous castle, bigger than any of the Warrior's temples and even wealthier than the islands of Scrimshaw. Myke flies in Mooshu just to admire the beautiful pink Skyway after a long day of ruling!"
Sanchi loved telling stories, even if he had no clue if the pirates were wealthy or not or if its a pirate or an armada, he didn't care.
"Another one," Sanchi said, examining the ship flying by.
The ship was much bigger than the one Sanchi saw before. This passing ship could fit two regular sized cheap pirate's ships in it and the armor on the ship amazed Sanchi, not seeing one patch of wooden planks on it. There were almost eight cannons on the lower part of the ship, Sanchi quickly felt bad for the ones who had to go against this ship.
"A wealthy Mooshu farmer who use to live in Hamamistu," Sanchi continued, "This one is named Sanuraita, the Hamamistu farmer who struck gold on his land bought one of the wealthiest ships throughout the Spiral. He's like a superhero and he flies all around the Skyways to save the ones who need..."
Sanchi stopped as he heard someone laughing behind him like his imagination wasn't good enough for any story. It was his master, who was approaching Sanchi from behind with fruits in his hands.
"Assuming this young fighter doesn't know much about that "Super hero" inside that ship," Master Hanju said, "Is master Hanju correct?"
Sanchi shrugged his shoulders as the ship flew right by him, "I'm just making it up, master Hanju."
Master Hanju snickered, sitting right next to Sanchi. Hanju slowly placed his furry hand on Sanchi's shoulder and looked out into the Skyway with him, concluding that Sanchi had no idea what was inside of the large silver ship. Meanwhile Sanchi became curious, "Tell me about that enormous armored ship, master Hanju."
"Those scary clockworks I told you stories about," Master Hanju said softly, "You remember'em?"
Sanchi nodded his head.
Sanchi's master explained what was in the ship, "There's no hero inside of that ship, there's just evil all around it with blood spilled by innocent pirates or even farmers like me or a young boy like you. There were armadas inside of that ship that were built or some even trained just to cause trouble and harm others. They don't care about us or anyone besides their alliances, the Armada army."
Sanchi glanced far ahead at the armada's ship, slowly disappearing deeper into the Skyways. He was too young to learn about the wars between the pirates and the armadas, or even learn about Kane and his master's army. But for some odd reason, Sanchi wanted to learn more about the inner circle and the armadas so maybe one day, Sanchi could end all the evil and fill up the spiral with heroes.
"Master Hanju," Sanchi said in a low-pitched tone, "Will they ever attack us?"
"Maybe," Hanju said, "And if they do, I want you to knock their circuits out and make the leaders bleed!"
Knock their circuits out and make Kane, Deacon, Rooke, all of the inner circle bleed, words that remained in Sanchi's mind from the day Hanju explained the armadas until the day he was trapped on Willis Brust's ship, with Rooke and other armadas hunting them.
"They're all around us," Glen begin to panic, "And all we have is two weapons and a bunch of scared companions!"
While the others started to complain and fear for their lives, Sanchi remained calm and begin to remember what Hanju told him about the armadas and what to do whenever they try to attack him.
"Knock their circuits out and make the leaders bleed."
Sanchi looked down the rusted armada's rifle and smiled like he knew they had a chance even if there were thousands of armadas and only him, he always believed in it.
"We're going to die," Chun cried, hugging Sanchez, "We should of stayed back in Skull island!"
Sanchez begin to panic with Chun and the rest of the companions, until he looked over at Sanchi, who just stood there and remained calm. Sanchez thought it was odd of Sanchi being the only one who remained intact.
"Hey bud," Sanchez said to Sanchi, "Please tell me there's a plan...B?"
Sanchi looked around the room and noticed a vent on the ceiling, a perfect way for Sanchez and the rest of his crew to escape, without him.
"Me and the companions will stay back and fight," Sanchi explained, "You and the others will go up into the vents and on the outside of the ship."
Sanchez nodded his head and gathered Chun, Moresco, Anthony, and Glen, explaining them Sanchi's plan. Luckily the larger companions helped lifting them up and pushed them into the upper vents. This could be the last time Sanchez could see his new friend, Sanchi, as he realized the danger of his plan. Before going into the vents, Sanchez ran towards Sanchi.
"Take the pistol," Sanchez said, "You need it more than me."
But Sanchi declined the pistol, pushing it back in Sanchez's hands, "Take it, you'll need it more than me."
Dozens of armadas begin marching towards the door where Sanchi and the companions were hiding at. Willis Brust was leading the group while Rooke walked behind him, bringing out his large sharp ax.
"I have no weapon," Stannis said, "I should go."
Stannis walked back to his ship after he lied to Rooke and the rest. Stannis hoped for his son and his crew to survive the attack and he also hoped he could find his son if they make it out, trying to convince him to join him and the armadas.
"We can't let them go this time," Rooke yelled, "Kane will have your head!"
Willis knew the possibilities of his little unit of armadas winning after realizing most of his clockworks were down to their last bullets but Willis wasn't afraid of any companions.
"W-w-won't let it happen," Willis said, pulling out two swords, "I-I-I got them."
Ting, ting, bump! Suddenly Rooke started to hear noises from above, it being inside of the vents. This tall and giant armada had a feeling that he could easily handle this crew and thought it'd be better for him if he captured the crew his self. He dropped his ax on the ground and pulled out his enormous sword like he was ready to knock out a heavy-set pinata.
"Take your unit and handle the ones in the room," Rooke said, "I got the ones in the vents!"
Sanchez, Chun, Moresco, Anthony, and Glen continued to crawl in the small vents, trying to find the opening to get them on the top of the ship.
"We would be better off jumping out of a window," Glen cried, voice echoing all around.
Sanchez had hope for him and his crew making it out alive in this situation, believing that his crew can handle anything ever since the day he fought on Scrimshaw. He believed that his crew wouldn't go out by just a bunch of clockworks.
"Never been in a situation like this before," Anthony said, right behind Glen, "How about any of y'all?"
Chun rolled his eyes, "I don't even know your name?"
"Anthony De Sharp," The young pirate introduced his self, "I was locked in the cell with your friends."
"Maybe you'll die with them too," Glen said under quietly.
Sanchez ignored what the others were saying and continued to remain focus but he started to hear something odd, nothing. No more gunshots, no screaming or yelling or things breaking, nothing. Sanchez just stopped moving while the others continued to crawl, "Something isn't right..."
Suddenly a sword went through the vent and right in front of Sanchez, the tip of the blade tapping Sanchez's chin. Then the sword was quickly removed out of the vent and caused a bit of light to be shown.
"Woah," Anthony exclaimed, "What was that?"
Sanchez remained calm even though deep inside he was panicking. He stayed in the same position, slowly bending his head downward to look out of the hole caused by the sword. None of them knew what was under them, which made them fear even more.
"I don't know," Sanchez said, "I think it may be a swo..."
Bam! Suddenly the sword went through the vent again, skimming through Anthony's arm and caused the group to freak out. Quickly the sword was removed out of the vent and a few seconds later it went through it again in a new spot. Over and over the sword was going in and out as Sanchez and the rest started to crawl even faster, their hands and feet slamming down on the vents.
"Come back little piggys," Rooke yelled with a whistle, "You can't keep running!"
"It's Rooke," Sanchez said, "Glen, run faster!"
The six of them inside of the vents continued to crawl faster while Rooke was still cutting through the vent like they were being hunted. Each of Rooke's hits managed to skim past them and cause no harms but he was getting close.
"Left," Sanchez cried, "Fast!"
The crew made a sharp left, causing Rooke to run into a dead end. Nearly out of breath and close to having heart attacks due to the near death experiences, the six of them all fell on their stomachs to catch their breaths. While they laid there, Sanchez started to feel like he was shaking in place. No one else felt the shake but Sanchez knew someone was shaking the vent as he backed up a few steps.
"Guys," Sanchez said nervously, "He's trying to get in!"
Woosh! Suddenly the vents far back from them started to collapsed off the ceilings, caused by Rooke pulling the vents out his self. The rest begin to go back to panicking while Sanchez crawled backwards with his musket, believing he wasn't going to go out like this.
"Come on out!" Rooke's voice echoed
As the vents started to fall down near Sanchez, he quickly aimed his pistol at Rooke and grinned at the big fool, "I don't think so!"
Boom! Sanchez pulled the trigger and watched as the bullet flew out from the musket and towards Rooke. The bullet quickly flew into Rooke's shoulder, which had no armor in it, and caused the large armada to release the vents and fall on the ground. As Rooke remained on the ground, crying like a little baby who candy got stolen, Sanchez and the rest continued to crawl further and near their exit.
"Saaaaaaaaaaaanchez!"
Stannis continued to walk back to his ship, suddenly being stopped by two of Rooke's guards. Stannis was busy and knew he didn't have much time to argue with two brainless fools.
"Stop," One of the armadas said, "S-s-state your re-re-reasons."
Stannis laughed as he threw his hands up. He didn't want Sanchi to see him with the other side that were trying to capture him, he wanted to fool his own abandoned son into joining the armadas his self with his own designed plan.
"I only came here to escort Rooke to the prison," Stannis yelled, "Not here to fight with them!"
The two armadas quickly raised their guns at Stannis, a mistake they made towards the man in front of them. Meanwhile Stannis begin to shake his head as he slowly pulled something out of his pocket.
"Shouldn't be aiming at me," Stannis said, holding a round object in his hand.
The two armadas focused on what was Stannis in his hands, making it easier for Stannis to take out the two guards. He quickly pushed one into the wall, grabbing the other one and placing the electric sticky bomb on the chest of the other one.
"N-n-no," The armada screamed, "G-g-get this t-t-thing off of..."
Boom! Suddenly the electric bomb went off as Stannis jumped back, sending a bright blue electric wave around the area and disabling the two armadas.
"Well," Stannis said to his self
He then walked past the disabled armadas and back on his ship, flying off of Willis's ship but no far from it.
Sanchi and the other companions waited as they heard each footsteps taken by the armadas grow louder and louder. The companions all hide around the room after Sanchi managed to talk them into fighting for their freedom. Finally Willis approached the door and knocked it down, dozens of armadas quickly swarmed into the room.
"H-h-hands up," An armada guard said to the companions
But the companions didn't listen as they jumped down and attacked the armadas with their bare hands, tackling them down and tearing a few apart. Sanchi quickly joined the fight like it wasn't anything new, taking out armadas like his master always reminded him.
"D-d-don't let these com-companions take us down," Willis cried, "We can handle these things!"
Buffalo companion ran straight into a pile of armadas, throwing them everywhere and tearing them apart. The buffalo companion started to roar like they were close to a victory but his roar didn't last long as Willis's sword went through the companion's stomach.
Meanwhile Sanchi continued to fight strong as an another armada tried to swing his sword at him. Sanchi quickly dodged his head as the sword sliced off some of his hair. He then jumped back up and head butted the armada and threw him into the wall repeatedly until it was destroyed.
"Take their circuits out and don't leave one left!"
After crawling in a small vent for a long time, Glen finally noticed lighting from above, light from the Skyway. The five of them crawled faster than before, finally realizing they were close to escaping.
"We made it," Moresco screamed, "Me master will be proud!"
Glen smiled as he ripped off the upper vent and crawled on the top of the ship, staring at all the ships avoiding the armada's ship, due to the alarm going off loud.
"Now we just...."
Chun stopped as he noticed the teen pirate running towards the front-end of the ship, where the wheel was. Chun, Moresco, and Glen just stayed there while Sanchez chased Anthony.
"Anthony," Sanchez called, "What are you doing?"
He didn't answer, the teen pirate remained silent as he snatched Sanchez's musket right out of his hand. Ever since meeting him, Sanchez thought it was weird that Anthony stopped talking for a while.
"I hope that you talking means you had a good plan," Sanchez said, following Anthony again.
Anthony slid off the room and near the wheel of the ship, firing a few shots into the window and busting it down. Sanchez then looked down at Anthony as he shot and took out one of Willis's armada, throwing his body into the Skyways.
"Steering this ship towards an island," Anthony said as he ripped off the wheel, "We need to be gone before it crash!"
Suddenly the ship started to become bumpy, causing lots of the companions to fall down and go straight into the walls. Sanchi managed to hold his ground as he took down another armada. Sanchi still managed to stay up after the ship ran into a large jungle tree, leaving it a hole between Sanchi and the companions.
"This ship is going down," Sanchi said, "This may sounds dangerous but if you want to live, you all need to jump into that hole and into the jungles while the trees stay tall!"
Bam! Suddenly the ship took a hard scrap and made another giant hole in the room, quickly causing the rest of the companions to go through the hole and out of the ship. Now Sanchi thought he was all alone and quickly started to pull his self towards the door...until he heard a voice behind him.
"Y-y-y-you shouldn't go yet," Willis said, swinging two swords around, "Not wi-w-without your sword!"
Sanchi turned around and noticed Willis holding his sword, given by master Hanju, in the hands of an armada, Sanchi's newest enemy. Sanchi then pulled out the musket and aimed it at Willis.
"You don't have the advantage," Sanchi said, "I want my sword back!"
Willis started to laugh as he threw Sanchi's sword back into Sanchi's hands, "Shooting me is a coward way of taking me out...why not duel me and show me your skills!"
Sanchi smiled and ran towards Willis, swinging his sword strong and mighty at the foolish armada.
Cling, cling! Their two swords repeatedly collided into each other after Sanchi read Willis's strikes and dodged him, knowing if he could handle Kane then Willis could be no problem. As the ship hit another few trees, Willis quickly fell to the floor and releasing his sword. Meanwhile Sanchi grinned at Willis after realizing he had the upper ground and the advantage, kicking Willis's sword into the hole. Now, it was time for Willis to beg but Sanchi ignored it as he approach Willis.
"Don't ever try to stop me from reaching my master again," Sanchi said, raising his sword high.
Sanchi then slammed the blade of his sword on Willis, easily chopping the armada's head off and kicked the headless armada into the hole of the ship.
"We need to go," Sanchi said, finally meeting up his crew, "Willis is gone but I saw Rooke fleeing off the ship."
Sanchez was a bit disappointed, hoping he killed one of Kane's inner circle member but yet he was satisfied to make it alive...for now.
"Master," Moresco said, "What are we going to do now?"
Luckily Willis's ship was going towards the volcano but it was on the edge and close to the Skyways. Sanchi then grabbed Moresco and jumped off the ship, landing on another pirate's ship.
"Uhhh," Anthony said, "Is he insane?"
After everything they been through, Sanchez knew he wasn't afraid of heights and a little jump. He shrugged his shoulders and jumped off Willis's ship, landing next to Sanchi.
"Chun," Sanchez yelled, "You're next!"
Chun just stood there, looking down into the very deep Skyways. Wing Chun quickly begin to freak out as if heights were his weakness but luckily due to their newest crew mate, Anthony, he helped Chun overcome that.
"Sorry pal," Anthony said, grabbing Chun and throwing him on the other ship, "This should be fun!"
Anthony and Glen both dived off Willis's ship and landing on some pirate's ship. The six of them watched as Willis's ship crashed into a mountain, blowing up into bits and flames, something which made Sanchi satisfied.
"Well we made it out," Sanchez said to Sanchi, "Now what?"
"First we drop off Glen," Sanchi said, "Then we head to Mooshu."
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