Sunday, March 4, 2018

The Warrior "No Negotiations Part One" S1 E20 (6 episodes left)

Blood dripping from his nose as the fire continued to burn, flames slowly going down. Nothing was around the old man but the small light of flames and the trees that surrounded him, and of course, his thoughts that continued to bother him. He has changed over the years, from being trustworthy spy for both the armadas and the pirates, to playing an important role in Derwitchi's council, to running around with his son that he just found out about. All this time Stannis never felt like he belonged, even when he found his son and his son's crew. Memories started to go around in his head, remembering the death of his own wife, in the hands of Sanchi being born.
"I can't stop," Stannis said to his self, remembering his deal with the armadas, "I screwed's too late now!"
Suddenly, he heard laughter all around him. He jumped up and pulled out his sword ferociously, stepping closer to the fire. Then, he heard metal, such as armor, clinging.
"Stanford looks terrified!" Rooke said as he appeared out from the darkness.
Deacon and another armada, who was dressed differently from any other regular armada soldier, stepped out with them.
"No time no see," Deacon said
Stannis eye balled the unfamiliar face right next to Deacon. He couldn't see his face but he could of easily tell that he was different from any other armada. This armada had well built armor all around him with a long black cap behind him. He also had a sword Stannis never seen forged before. Deacon, who's quite wise, noticed Stannis was looking at the newest member.
"Meet our newest friend," Deacon said, "His name is Geno...a ruthless and stone cold killer. Obviously fits in well, of course. Geno will be the one who'll help Rooke and I lead a group of armada into that town...for that damn treaty!"
Suddenly Stannis finally realized what Geno had on. The newest member of the armada army wasn't just any type of armada, as Stannis feared. Geno had the same exact armada on as Stannis when he was promoted in the armada army. Instantly, Stannis felt as if he was being replaced.
Deacon smiled as he noticed the confused but nervous look on Stannis's face, "Don't worry ole Stanford, there can always be two."

It was early in the morning, second day after Sanchi rose up from his coma. Sanchi was the first one up, immediately getting out of the uncomfortable bed that wasn't even big enough for him, which was the reason why he was the first one up. Due to the squeaking noise from the floor from Sanchi stepping on it, Moresco opened up his wide and devilish eyes, quickly popping his head up.
"Master," Moresco said in a quiet tone, "Why are you awake?"
Sanchi ignored Moresco's obvious question. He was focused on something else, picking up one of his muddy boots and placing his hand inside of it, pulling out a wrinkled up paper that was wrapped up. But for Sanchi, and of course the armadas and pirates, it was more than just a piece of was the Mooshu treaty.
Moresco poked his head up once again, looking at Sanchi carefully reading the piece of paper. Sanchi's sidekick knew what it was, "The treaty master! Me sees it's in good hands!"
Sanchi just didn't understood how a piece of paper could be so powerful for either sides in the war, remembering the well loved leader of Mooshu, who signed the treaty for the pirates army, before his death. After reading the treaty a few times repeatedly, he wrapped up the treaty and placed it in his boot, before putting them on.
"Let's go get some breakfast," Sanchi said, pulling out his sword, rather earn his food then eat what Samuel has to offer.

After a few hours, Sanchi and Moresco both came out of the woods with a large buck, giving the two great confidence that was needed. The two finally reached their small dorm, where Sanchi dropped the large buck, instantly seeing something that he thought he'd regret. Few buildings away from Sanchi's small dorm was Samuel's market, and his house also. He noticed the door slowly opening up, and a covered girl walking out of it. Sanchi grinned, wondering how much Samuel paid for her...but when got closer to them, the girl's face stuck out. He noticed tears from the girl, watching her walk fast as if she didn't wanted to be seen. Sanchi then dropped his bloody sword, and under his breath, he said, "Amy..."
Sanchi then remembered the command he gave her right when he woke up from his coma, remembering that he wanted her to talk to Samuel about giving them more resources, something Sanchi started to regret. Suddenly he looked away from Amy, pushing Moresco away from the buck after catching him chewing on the animal's large and meaty leg. Sanchi then looked back up to see Amy, but she was gone.
"Oh no," Sanchi said to his self, "What have I done?"
Suddenly Sanchi heard loud footsteps behind him and heavy breathing. He quickly turned around and saw a sweaty and out of breath Sanchez, who didn't have his gun holster on him but for some odd reason he had a set of binoculars on him. Waiting for Sanchez to regain his breath, Sanchi knew whatever Sanchez had to say was important.
" gotta see this," Sanchez said, motioning Sanchi to follow him, "Hurry!"
Sanchi started to follow Sanchez, quickly looking back and shook his head as he noticed Moresco chewing on the buck's leg again.

Sanchez led Sanchi towards the docks, that was filled with ships everywhere for early deliveries. dodging each pirate as he continued to follow Sanchez, feeling like he made a mistake for following him. Finally Sanchez stopped, using his binoculars to view an island that was a few miles away from them. Sanchi watched as Sanchez awkwardly mumbled words to his self, before giving the binoculars to Sanchi.
"Sanchi," Sanchez said calmly to him before he used the binoculars, "You might not be ready for what you're about to see."
Sanchi calmly placed the binoculars in front of his eyes, looking around at the far island, seeing lots of drunk pirates falling around everywhere, being completely confused. Until he looked towards the island's docks, watching as a group of soldiers walking off of a ship. Then, the next person that stepped off the ship grabbed Sanchi's attention, nearly causing him to drop the binoculars. It wasn't just any wasn't just anyone that was looking for Sanchi and his crew. It was Juhn Woun, stepping off of the ship with his group of soldiers. Sanchi then looked over at Sanchez, hoping he would have any sort of plan.
"What to do want to do, Sanchez?"
Sanchez eagerly smiled as he rubbed his hand, preparing his self on what he thought was one of his best proposed plan ever.
"We go out there with a few of us," Sanchez said eagerly, "With the amount of pirates there, Juhn would be foolish to even place his hand on his sword out there. Now I don't want to go there to start trouble...but we need to know more about this treaty and we just can't keep waiting and waiting and hope the answers would find us. We need to do this now."
Sanchi nodded his head, agreeing with Sanchez, "Let's go tell everyone else."

Sanchi gathered most of everyone around, outside of the dorms. It was still early in the morning, and most of them weren't very pleased that they were woken up. Sanchi noticed their exhausted and grumpy face expressions, realizing this wasn't the perfect time, glancing over at Sanchez.
"This better be good," Chun said tiredly, rubbing both of his heavy eyes.
"Don't even know why you're here," Sanchez said under his breath to Wing Chun, "You'll be quite useless in it anyway."
Finally Amy and Anthony arrived, being the last two arriving. Sanchi nodded his head at Amy, knowing that something bad had happened to her. She still had that uncomfortable look on her face, but Sanchi knew this wouldn't be the right time to talk about it. He believed going after Juhn and his troops was really important and the perfect and only time they could go after them.
"I need a few of you," Sanchi said, glancing over at Amy, "We have...Sanchez and I... found Juhn Woun and only a few of troops nearby on another island not far from here. We believe, Sanchez and I, that now is the perfect time to go over there and..."
Sanchi paused for a moment, trying to think of a better way to tell them how going out into the open and talk to a group of pirates, that wants them dead, about a piece of paper that they want to kill them for was a perfect and safe idea.
"And do what?" Jason said, crossing both of his arms, "You want us to attack them and you think it's good because they're close by?"
Anthony nodded his head, agreeing with Jason, "He's right. I don't understand the purpose of this?"
Sanchez jumped in front of Sanchi, "This might sound stupid and you might think this is a death trap too...we need to go to Juhn Woun, Sanchi or I, about the treaty. We need to do this because this isn't just a piece of paper, it's more than's the reason why we're not safe right now."
Sanchez looked over at Stannis as he finished, emphasizing them not being safe, blaming Stannis for all of their trouble. He was still holding that grudge.
"Who do you want to go with you two?" Chun said, believing this plan was still stupid.
"Amy and Beth needs to stay back and stay safe with Chun and Moresco," Sanchi said, "Stannis will also stay back."

Sanchez then dismissed the meeting, and everyone begin to walk away. Stannis was trying to talk to his own son, but was quickly pushed away as Sanchi had something else to do. Sanchi couldn't wait any longer and had to talk to Amy, quickly grabbing her arm, revealing a few bruises on the arm.
"Amy," Sanchi whispered to her, "I told you to talk to Samuel last night and I saw you leaving his place this morning. You need to tell me what he did to you because there are bruises on your arm and I know...I know he touched you!"
Amy couldn't even make eye contact with Sanchi, trying her best to hold back her tears. Sanchi then got closer to her, trying to comfort her and show her a bit of support.
"I need you to tell me, your father, or Anthony," Sanchi said to her, "Or we can't do anything about it."
Amy looked up at Sanchi, tears falling from her red cheeks, "He....he did nothing to me, and I did what you told me to do."
Sanchi knew she was lying. Sanchi thought Amy was one of the toughest and baddest woman he has ever met in his entire life. He knew it'd take a lot to make a woman like Amy cry and become weak inside. He knew that she was scared that if Jason or Anthony found out, they would make things worse and cause everyone else to lose everything that they have right now.
"I will not tell Jason or Anthony, even though they should know but I understand your fear about telling them," Sanchi said to Amy, "You can't lie to me I have seen man attack woman like you, tougher than most, and the way it changed was depressing and something that I cannot forget. This will stay between you and me, but if he does it again....I want you to kill him."
What Sanchi said to Amy made her feel a little bit better. She thanked him quietly and walked away, still keeping her head down.

Sanchez, Jason, Anthony, One-Eyed Jack and a few of his crew mates, helped packed up the ship and prepared their short little journey that they believed would only take a day to complete. Jason walked on the main deck of the ship and helped with Anthony to set up the sails. One-eyed Jack and his crew were still in the bar, after packing up the ship, and had a few drinks before they left. Sanchez was on outside of the ship, saying his short goodbyes to Beth. Meanwhile, Sanchi was making his way towards the ship, when he was stopped by his own father.
"Would you like to talk about it?" Stannis said, referring to the cold night when he was attacked by Sanchez.
Sanchi slowly turned around, "Of course not. You're my father who turned on his own son just a few times...which is why I can't risk having you on that island where we confront your old friends. It's going to take a lot for me just to trust you again."
Stannis felt like a terrible father, something that Sanchi would easily agree on, and he was simply trying to gain his own son's trust back...even though his guilt would continue to drown his thoughts and his regrets.
"I am your father, we're blood...I need you to trust me again, isn't that how a crew works...son?"
Sanchi instantly stopped him, being disgusted that he had the nerve calling him son, "You're not part of this crew, you're just my father! That's something I cannot fix. I want you to stay back and if you would like to help at all...keep an eye on Samuel and make sure he doesn't come close to Amy."
Sanchi then turned back around and walked away from his father, not feeling guilty at all for what he said. Meanwhile for Stannis, he turned back around and looked into the deep woods, and started to walk in that direction, where he knew was a new camp site that he was familiar with...armada's camp site.

They finally arrived to the island, docking the ship behind all of the other ships which helped them stay hidden from the rest of the ships. Sanchi slowly stepped off of the ship, searching all around the area filled with pirates.
"Anthony," Sanchi said as he stepped off the ship, "Stay with the ship."
Sanchez, Jason, One-Eyed Jack, and his crew finally stepped off of the ship, fixing and preparing their weapons for anything. Finally, Sanchi began to tell everyone what to do.
"Jack and his crew will go in the bar and wait for Juhn and his men. There shouldn't be more than three. Jason will be located in the back alleys, pretty much behind the outdoor bar, to make sure if he has any other man...they won't arrive from an unexpected area. Sanchez will be above all of us, keeping an eye out but also taking care of whoever Juhn sends up there. Finally I will be down there in the bar, surrounded by others, talking to Juhn."
Sanchi then looked over at the area, filled with drunken fools and of course Juhn Woun. He was quite nervous, wasn't use to going in the field of danger all alone, referring to all of the drunken fools and Juhn, who he thought was more dangerous then all of the pirates in that area combined. Luckily, Sanchi was ready for this exact moment, eager to finally talk to Juhn Woun again.
"I'm ready," Sanchi said to Sanchez, "Let's get this over with."
Sanchi then placed his hand on his holster and started to walk down, while the rest of them got into their positions. Sanchi knew that Juhn and his men weren't ready for this.

"I cannot smell any fresh air," Benjen complained to Juhn, "I just smell drunken idiots!"
Juhn carelessly rolled his eyes as he took a sip of his rum, "Why don't you go and get yourself a drink?"
Out of everyone in the bar, Benjen was definitely the one who stood out the most. He was the only way in the whole entire area that didn't smell like rum, his holster that was holding two revolvers stuck out too, and of course his age. He was a toddler compared to all of the middle-aged pirates, Benjen obviously thought.
"I'm just going to go and find something to drink age appropriate," Benjen said as he walked off, walking towards where Jack and his crew was.

Benjen was rudely getting bumped by several pirates, but he was too scare to say anything to them. Finally the young lad managed to get freed from the crowd, accidentally bumping into one of One-Eyed Jack men.
"Ahoy lad!" One-Eyed Jack said, placing his cup of rum down, "Ain't ye a little too young to be here?"
Jack was surrounded by his crew, who were all too busy getting drunk. Jack was also surrounded by young and beautiful women, something Benjen quickly spotted out.
"Is there really an age on unreliable drinking?" Benjen said, walking towards One-eyed Jack and the women.
Jack stood out of his seat, motioning for some of his woman to walk over towards him. Jack them smiled and placed his black-stained hand on Benjen's clean shoulders. Suddenly, Benjen had a bad feeling on where this was going.
"Look," Benjen said nicely, removing Jack's hand off of his shoulder, "I came in this exact area to look for a pitcher of water. I'm not..."
The three girls placed their clean hands all over Benjen, trying to seduce the young lad. Benjen then started to stutter his words as the girls surrounded Benjen, making him sit down on a chair. He desperately tried to get the girls to get away from him but they ignored him.
"Listen little lad," One-Eyed Jack said as he began to sip back on his rum, "Life is too short to live the way ye do! Enjoy it...and don't worry about tipping'em girls!"

Juhn still sat in the same spot, waiting for Benjen to return back. The old warrior was out of rum, he noticed as he knocked the cup off of the table out of frustration. Juhn tried to stand up, but the rum instantly got the best of him.
"Everyone all around this bar," Juhn heard someone say, "Drinks all on me! All of it...enjoy all of your selves on me!"
Suddenly the bar grew with loud cheering and a storm of claps, with pirates raising the empty cups up high. Juhn then turned towards the crowd and started to clap too...until he watched as Sanchi walked out. Instantly Juhn jumped out of his seat and despite being drunk, he managed to pull out his sword but the wise man knew it wasn't smart attacking anyone in the bar.
"Juhn," Sanchi said, walking in front of him, "I smell a strong scent of rum on in your breath. Why don't you get yourself another cup, on everyone else."
After a few seconds of scolding at Sanchi angrily, unable to speak due to his anger, Juhn Woun sat back down. Juhn was wise enough to know fighting Sanchi, who is buying every drunken fool their drink, would instigate a bar fight that would results in lots of death, including his self. Sanchi then followed and sat down on the opposite side, staring at him with a grin on his face.
"You cold bastard," Juhn said angrily, "You and your stupid crew is causing civilian war in Skull island! Because of you, innocent civilians are being attacked by other civilians because of the fear of losing all of their resources. Winter is coming and you know every crop around us will start dying! How do you feel that every civilian that is killed will be because of you and your stubbornness!"
Sanchi knew Juhn was angry that one easy swing with his sword could kill the man he was trying to find for weeks, and ending his search for once and for all.
"It's bizarre how a piece of paper is causing you all all of this trouble," Sanchi said calmly, "Is it really hard to propose another one?"
"You don't understand the leader who signed dead," Juhn Woun said, still in an anger tone, "The man, Cliff Roshgun wasn't just the leader of Mooshu...he was more, a religious symbol and much more for all of Mooshu! Whatever he agreed upon, all of Mooshu agreed too!"
Sanchi then slammed his fist on the wooden table, which grabbed others' attention around them. He looked at the confused looks all around him, before lowering down to Juhn and whispered, "Must be quite valuable if the armadas want it. Your own army and the armadas are fighting for a piece of paper that I can easily tear up!"
Juhn then looked all around the area, trying to look around for his men. Sanchi chuckled, placing his dirty hand on his shoulder, and slowly nodded his head, "You're wondering about your's okay, they're safe."

Sunday, January 7, 2018

The Warrior "The Coma" S1 E19

Beautiful skies that were pinker than anything throughout the Spiral. Crops, grass, and trees looking healthier than anything in the whole entire Spiral with the weather warmer than most well-built homes. Most places have weather with healthy and beautiful surroundings once in every year. Although for places like Mooshu, the weather and the green trees and plants were normal for the farmers and others with a unique fighting skills, like Sanchi and his master.
"I need to wake up," Sanchi said worriedly, "My friends probably think I am dead. I must be buried deep underground, slowly losing my breath...maybe that's why I can't wake up, I'm probably already dead!"
Master Hanju laughed, "This is a dream, young Sanchi. A very unique dream with more meaning than you'll ever know."
"I must know more about my father," Sanchi said nervously, "Why is that I haven't seen him for my whole life and then randomly he finds me when the armadas and the pirates want me for what I found?"
A question Hanju would never thought he would hear in a long time, longer than this. The old man slowly got up and grabbed his cane, walking towards his crops. Meanwhile Sanchi waited for Hanju's response, too eager to wait any longer as if he was seconds away from death.
"I need to know," Sanchi said, walking right next to him, "Do you hear me?"
Hanju took a deep breath and turned towards Sanchi, placing his wrinkled hand on Sanchi's shoulder, "He's your real father and that's all I can tell you. I have trained you for years and years, showing more progress than anyone I have trained before. I thought of you as my own son and it's true you're not mine."
"No disrespect but you're telling me stuff I already know," Sanchi said eagerly
"Your training is close to being completed," Master Hanju said, "All of these problems you're going through, from the bounties to the treaty, you must overcome them yourself. Stannis is your father and you must deal with him. The last name Sameria isn't common but the blood is."
Master Hanju then walked away from Sanchi, making his way towards his temple, that was filled with light brighter than the sun itself. Light so bright that Sanchi had to look away before it blinded him, but Hanju continued to walk towards the light, and it didn't harm him one bit.
"I can't do this," Sanchi said as he dropped onto his knees, "Don't leave please! I need to know more!"
Hanju then stopped and smiled, "You can do it, you'll soon become the chosen one. You'll be the one who will defeat the armadas."
Sanchi's master than turned back around and walked into the light. Sanchi then got back up and ran towards the light, with his hand in front of his face to block the light. He called for Hanju's name countless times before tripping his self and falling over. Sanchi closed his eyes, starting to hear loud voices all around him.
"Open your eyes," the voices said,
Sanchi stood up and slowly opened up his eyes, causing the light to become darker and darker. He finally opened up his eyes completely wide, seeing no more lights or dark...or Mooshu. Sanchi slowly rose up out of the bed and looked around the dark and cold room. From that moment Sanchi realized he was alive and awake. Outside of the room he heard Anthony's conversation with Amy, talking about the whereabouts on Sanchez and Stannis, which made him get out of his bed instantly.

"He's your friend," Amy said as he slapped Anthony on the back of his filthy head, "You should know where he's at!"
Anthony threw up his hands innocently, "Sorry I can't remember everything like you!"

"It's not just that," Amy said with a sense of humor, "Last night you literally called me Adeline! You slept with me a few times and you still can't remember my name?"
Anthony then gave Amy a little smirk with a chuckle, "Oh sorry I am not a genius like you! It was very late that night and I wanted to go to bed but of course I couldn't because you was..."
Amy quickly stopped Anthony from finishing his sentence, "Do not finish that sentence! Someone could be around and hear the stupid nonsense that's coming out of your mouth!"
"Aye I forgot all about an unconscious man in the other room," Anthony said sarcastically, "Oh Sanchi is probably listening to our conversation right now."
Anthony then walked towards the door to open it. Amy meanwhile rolled her eyes and for a quick moment had thoughts of attacking him with her knifes, but forgot how sometimes she loves him. Anthony grabbed the knob firmly and turned it, opening the door wide open and shouted; "Hey Sanchi, guess what me and Amy did? We made..."
Suddenly Anthony stopped with his mouth wide open and his face redder than any other berries he seen before. From that moment Anthony felt like a complete idiot in not just in front of Amy, but in front of Sanchi...who stood right in front of him, conscious and standing.
"Anthony," Sanchi said calmly, "I hope I forgot about this...soon."
The young lad stood there with the same surprised and embarrassed look on his face, "You're...awake...that's good."
"I should go," Amy said awkwardly, "I should go and try to let Samuel give us some more food to feed you."
Sanchi stopped Amy. He remembered his dreams well and felt like they were real with an important message. Sanchi believed he needs to leave this island fast and return back to Mooshu, but there was a problem with that. None of them owned a ship or had enough for one.
"I don't need food," Sanchi said  as he got closer to Amy, "I need you to convince Samuel to give us a ship...and maybe a little bit of supplies for the long trip."
Sanchi then walked away from Amy and headed towards the markets, in hopes to find Sanchez and his father. Amy and Anthony assisted for Sanchi to go back in bed to rest but Sanchi, with his eager self, denied the offers as he demanded to find those two before night.

Hours straight, Sanchez ranted all about Stannis, after witnessing him with the devilish armadas. Luckily Beth was with him for the last few hours to calm his self down. After countless hours of Sanchez just ranting and doing nothing about it, he finally decided to go out and find Stannis his self.
"I have to do something," Sanchez said, placing his two pistols in his holster.
"The night is upon us," Beth said, "Stannis isn't the worst enemy right now, these dangerous woods could kill us."
Sanchez chuckled, "Silly girl, trees can't move nor kill us."
"I have heard stories before about trees falling and killing others," Beth said as Sanchez opened up the door to head out, "You shouldn't be heading out alone, it's dangerous."
Sanchez smiled as he turned around, giving Beth a grateful look, staring directly into her beautiful eyes, hoping she would come with him to keep him company,"I would ask you to come but I've noticed about your fear of trees. They might kill ya!"
Beth smiled, deciding to go with Sanchez for a "fun walk," she described it. She then walked past him, purposely bumping into him, "I'll lead us to scary Stannis."

After days of being out due to his coma, Sanchi sees the market area again for the first time in a long time. He walked past others with his hand on the grip of his sword, causing others who walked past him to give him strange looks. Sanchi had a nervous look on his face as if these citizens and market owners were going to turn on him, remembering the important hints master Hanju gave him.
"Master Hanju," Sanchi whispered to his self, "I must know who'll turn on me."
Sanchi then noticed a unique kind of ship, built by the pirate army, landing on the docks. Sanchi then stopped and slowly hid behind a wooden barrel. He slowly poked his head up and watch only one person stepping off of the ship. The old man had a long and grey beard, watched as he mysteriously stuck his hands in his robe, like a usual unic. 
"Lord Spyder," Another unic said, "I never received the news that you were coming?"
Spyder smiled as he patted the young man on his shoulder, "Relax boy, I am not here for you. I am here to visit someone else."
The young man then walked away and Spyder proceeded to go talk to a certain someone. Sanchi nervously poked his head back up, noticing Spyder walked towards him. Sanchi quickly ducked his head before Spyder even saw him. He heard his footsteps grow louder and Sanchi quietly pulled his sword out. With his heard beating rapidly and with his sweat falling off the side of his head, Sanchi quickly jumped out and place the sharp blade of his sword right in front of Spyder's throat. Spyder suddenly stopped and calmly placed his hands up, staring right into Sanchi's eyes with a little grin on his face.
"Nice ship you have," Sanchi said quietly, "Right from Lord Derwitchi and his army."
"Indeed it is," Spyder said as he still remained calm, "I am one who enjoys traveling all around the Spiral."
Even though Sanchi had the sword right on Spyder's throat, one strike away from instantly killing the armless man, he was more nervous than Spyder, who didn't even break a single sweat.
"You're from them," Sanchi said, referring to Derwitchi and his army, "You're here for us! I know Juhn or someone else sent you to see if we were here! That's why I can't have you will never get me, my crew, or the treaty!"
Spyder laughed, "Hundreds of people spy for me, all over the Spiral, but...for some odd reason none of them never got the pleasure to meet or even see you or you crew."
"You'll never see any of them again," Sanchi said nervously, "You bastards can't have us...not even the treaty!"
"Young man," Spyder said, "I can feel the sharp and cold blade of your sword on my throat but for some reason you're more scared than I am. Luckily I am not here for you...I am here to visit someone who's just like you!"
Sanchi then became confused as he looked at his own reflection on his sword, slowly moving the sword away from Spyder's throat. Then the voice of One-Eyed Jack quickly brought Sanchi back into reality.
"He's awake," Jack said, suddenly noticing Sanchi's sword was out, "And furious!"
Sanchi then turned around to see who was behind him, never seeing One-Eyed Jack before, "w-w-who are you?"
"A friend," Jack shouted, "One who's close to your friends!"
Sanchi turned back around to make sure Spyder was still there, but he wasn't. He was gone without making a single sound or alarming anyone else. Out of astonishment, he dropped his sword and glanced all around the area to find Spyder...but he was gone. Sanchi then turned back to Jack, "Where's Sanchez, Moresco...where are they?!"
Jack smiled, revealing his golden tooth, "Well well well, I love a good ole' reunion! Follow me and I'll take ye to ya creature of a pet!"

Sanchez and Beth walked into the deep and dark woods, with only Sanchez's two pistols, a small knife for Beth, and two lanterns for the two. Confident Sanchez led the two while a spine-chilling Beth stayed close to him. Both of the two were unaware on what they would come across in the dark woods.
"I can't see anything," Beth said nervously, "There could be something evil in these dark woods...and we wouldn't know it!"
Sanchez turned around, the bright light in the lantern revealing a terrified Beth, who was constantly shaking the lantern.
"There is and it's called Stannis," Sanchez said, squinting his eyes to see past the darkness.
Suddenly their conversation stopped as Sanchez raised one of his hands up, silencing Beth up. Sanchez then unbuckled one of his holsters and pulled out his pistol.
"What do you see?" Beth said, looking all around, "Is it Stannis?"
Beth couldn't see what Sanchez saw, but she heard voices close by. The both then heard a familiar voice; they heard Stannis's voice clearly. Before Beth could say a single word to Sanchez, he dropped the lantern in her arms and started to walk quietly towards the voices, this time with both of his pistols out. Beth tried to follow him but due to the darkness and the light of the two lanterns dying out, she got lost.

Deep in the dark woods, Stannis was, all alone with him and a small fire pit that he recently started. He sat near the fire to get warm, thinking deeply about his son, Sanchi. He was surrounded by darkness, thinking of ways to retrieve the Mooshu treaty without harming his own son or his crew. He knows how valuable the treaty was for both the armadas and the pirates, understanding that the treaty could change the war, mostly for the armadas.
"Lord Stannis," Stannis suddenly heard a voice in the darkness.
He was still sitting down in the same spot, close to the fire, with a calm and steady mind and posture. He easily recognized the voice. 
"Spyder," Stannis said, "You've found me."
Spyder then appeared in front of Stannis, stepping closer to the fire, "One of my sewer rats went on a trip and quickly returned to Skull island, informing me on the whereabouts about you. I instantly got on my ship and sailed down here, with urgent and important news for you."
Stannis nodded his head, impressed with one of his closest ally, "Is it about my son? The treaty? My betrayal?"
"Fortunately, your son is doing well. Unfortunately I am still unaware about the whereabouts of the treaty," Spyder said as he walked around the fire.
Stannis started to worry, finally realizing why he was here," did they find out about my betrayal?"
"It was quite obvious," Spyder said in his usual calm tone, "You've been gone for awhile, even during Skull island's toughest times. Derwitchi knows you're with the armadas. Soon he will know about Sanchi being your son and if I were you, I would never sail near there or any territory on Derwitchi's side ever again."
Stannis snickered, "Smart old man. I'm guessing he announced it to all of the citizens."
Spyder nodded his head, "His own citizens were starving, and they started to kill each other, and even attacked the senate and killed one. As it gets colder, the need for the Mooshu treaty is becoming more important than ever."
Stannis rubbed his head, grabbing his gray hair and pulling it back. He then stood up and started to pace his self back-and-forth, becoming completely stressed. He started to worry that Sanchi will hear about his betrayal towards the pirate army.
"Thank you," Stannis said to Spyder, "You must go now before someone see you, and you'll be punished and possibly be hanged." 
"I shall," Spyder said, "We'll meet again soon my friend."
Stannis was all alone again with his thoughts as Spyder disappeared into the darkness. He sat down again, this time being further away from the fire. He started to think about what could happen to him and anyone who was involved with him, including Spyder and Sanchi. Suddenly he fell back into reality, hearing another voice right behind him, after feeling the warm tip of a gun right in the back of his head.

"You were with them," Sanchez said angrily as he threw Stannis to the ground, "I saw you with the armadas!"
Stannis took a deep breath and tried to remain calm but feeling the tip of Sanchez's pistol makes it worse. He knew Sanchez's anger and what he was capable of, worrying that he could also tell Sanchi once he wakes up.
"You don't understand," Stannis said, feeling his face burn as Sanchez pulled him closer to the fire pit, "You don't understand why I was there!"
Sanchez then kicked Stannis in his gut, instantly shutting him up, "Do not say another word!"
Wolves all around started to howl louder and louder, but none of them were as loud as Sanchez. Hatred was flowing in his blood the second he saw Stannis, as Sanchez described as a traitor and a coward. Meanwhile Stannis tried to calm the young musketeer down but it made it worse on him.
"I knew it all along. When I saw you on the same ship as Willis, I knew you were with them all along. You should of never came should of stayed hidden like the coward you are!" Sanchez said as he grabbed Stannis by his shirt, throwing him into a tree.
Stannis tried to pull out his knife but Sanchez punched him in his face and threw him back onto the ground. Stannis could taste his own blood as Sanchez punched him in the face again. The old man tried to get up again but Sanchez kicked him in his gut, and tossed him closer to the fire. 
"You kill me," Stannis said, wiping the blood off of his face, "Sanchi will never forgive you! You do not understand my value towards all of..."
Sanchez then kicked him in his face, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt and aiming his pistol right on the center of his head. Sanchez didn't care about Stannis at all, he only wanted to find out the truth on why he was seen with Rooke and Deacon.
"You abandoned your own son," Sanchez said angrily, "Then you came back...and you made everything else worse!"
Sanchez tried to punch Stannis again, but it quickly backfired when Stannis grabbed his fist and twisted his arm, causing Sanchez to fall to the ground. Stannis then got up and kicked Sanchez in his face. Trying to do it again, Sanchez grabbed hit foot and pulled him back to the ground. The two continued to fight on the ground, punching each other constantly until Sanchez managed to crawl away, picking up one of his pistol and aiming it at Stannis. He looked up at Sanchez, falling on his knees, feeling completely defeated. 
"You'll regret this," Stannis said as blood dripped on the dead grass, "You don't understand what you saw...I have a reason on why I was..."
Sanchez interrupted, getting closer to Stannis with his gun still aimed at his head, "You have no excuse on why you were there!'re a traitor and nothing else!"
Stannis started to shake his head as he slowly got back up as he confidence started to grow again, "You had that damn thing aimed at me the whole time...from the beginning!
He then started to walk towards Sanchez, causing him to back away. With the wind starting to blow even harder, the flames of the fire started to die out.
"You keep moving...if you keep moving I will kill you!" Sanchez said as he continued to back away.
Stannis started to laugh as their only light started to get darker...and darker, "You're not going to shoot. You're not going to kill me kid!"
Finally the fire died out. Howling from the hungry wolves came to an end. The wind finally stopped. The dark woods finally became silent, until one single gunshot created more howling from the wolves, causing birds to become even louder as they flew out of the trees. The one single bullet alerted Sanchi, Jason, Beth, Moresco, and Chun.

After firing his gun, Sanchez dropped his weapon on the ground and walked towards Stannis's body. He then slowly turned Stannis's body over. Stannis was still breathing, but Sanchez couldn't see any bloody bullet hole anywhere...until he looked down at his leg, where blood was all over his leg.
"You're alive," Sanchez said quietly, "The dark saved you from that one shot."
Sanchez then pulled out his other pistol and aimed it at Stannis's head. Meanwhile, Stannis remained calm, staring at the gun with an angry smirk on his face, believing that this could be Sanchez's biggest mistake. Sanchez slowly started to squeeze the trigger until he heard Beth's voice from behind. 
"Don't do this," Beth said, holding up the lantern, "This is not're not like this!"
Sanchez lowered his gun and turned around to see the terrified look on Beth's face, "I have to kill him. To not only protect myself....but to protect you! This man is a traitor, he probably told the armadas where we were! I already lost Shiruku....I cannot risk losing you!"
Beth slowly approached Sanchez, placing her cold hand on his shoulder. She then kissed him, "Sanchez...I love you."
Sanchez stared into Beth's eyes with a big smile, before he pushed her away and turned back around to take care of Stannis.
"I cannot risk losing anyone else," Sanchez said, aiming his pistol at Stannis again, "I'll make sure this will end..."
Sanchez stopped once again after hearing a familiar voice, one voice that he easily recognized more than anyone else. He didn't turn around because he couldn't believe the voice he heard. He couldn't believe who was behind him, trying to drown the thoughts of...Sanchi being directly behind him. He thought that he was hallucinating Sanchi's voice, until he heard it again.
"It's me," Sanchi said, slowly approaching Sanchez, "I'm alive and here to...make sure you don't make this mistake."
Sanchez looked behind him, seeing Sanchi, Beth, Jason, Moresco, and Chun right behind him. He then looked down at his bloody hand, he also looked down at Stannis. He couldn't believe what he has done; attacking someone because he felt like he and his crew was in danger.
"Sanchi," Sanchez said calmly as tears from his eyes started to fall, "He was with our enemies...the ones who tried to kill us....and if I don't...if I don't kill him, he could kill all of us."
Sanchi took the gun from Sanchez, approaching Stannis with a concern but a worried look on his face, "Father, is this true? Were you with...the armadas?"
Stannis took a deep breath and struggled to get back up, but he managed to. He placed his bloody and cold hand on Sanchi's shoulder, "I saved all of you. I-I-I told them that none of you were here. I made sure they didn't come here looking for you all. I made sure that you all remained safe while here!"
Sanchez suddenly turned around with an angry look, looking directly at Sanchez, who felt completely guilty. Sanchi was angry and also disappointed at Sanchez for his actions, but he didn't say a single word to Sanchez, which was odd.
"I need to rest," Sanchi said in a low tone, "Take Stannis back to the town and make sure someone takes a look at his wounded leg."
Chun and Jason helped Stannis walk while Sanchez walked away into the darkness. Sanchi just watched without saying a single word to Sanchez as he just walked away.
"Where are you going?" Beth said, "You need to go make sure he's okay."
Sanchi, who wasn't going to bother Sanchez, shook his head and faced the opposite way Sanchez went, "I need to go talk to Amy."

Amy nervously waited for Samuel, standing right next to his stone fire place, trying her best to calm herself down but also to warm herself. She knew this crooked drunk since she was a little girl, remembering all of the old memories when her family had nothing, Samuel took them in. She also remembered the little amount of food he gave them, never forgetting the times where her own father starved just to feed her and Beth.
"Never get near him alone," Amy remembered what Jason always told her and Beth, "Never talk or be with him ever, unless I am there!"
Suddenly she heard the door opening, and instantly smelled a scent of rum as Samuel walked into his own home, noticing Amy sitting right next to his fireplace. She took a deep breath and nervously stood up, smiling at Samuel.
"It's late darling," Samuel said, stumbling past Amy, "Not many girls come around here this late at night."
Amy walked closer to Samuel, helping him get to his bed, something that she'll deeply regret as Samuel tried to pull Amy down on the bed with him. Luckily she removed his arm off around her neck, causing Samuel to fall down on his old bed.
"I need to talk you about something," Amy said as she nervously took a few steps back from Samuel's bed, "It's about you lending...."
Samuel then started to laugh and immediately interrupted Amy, "Dear...dear...Amy! I have watch ye grow for years...under...under my own damn roof!"
Amy then replaced her confused look with a fake smile, "And I appreciate you so much for it. Without you, my family and I could be dead. I owe you so much!"
"Exactly," Samuel said as he rose up a little, giving Amy a creepy look, "Ye such beautiful girl, miss Amy. And of course ye do owe me...Amy."
Samuel managed to get back off of his bed and got in front of Amy, placing his filthy and cold hands on the side of Amy's face. Tears started to come her shaky face, dropping onto Samuel's hands. 
"Tonight be the night...tonight is the night where ye become a woman!" Samuel said, rubbing Amy's soft face as he unbuttoned her shirt.
Amy then pushed his hands away from her, "I-I-I don't want to do this!"
But Samuel didn't listen. He then grabbed Amy and gently placed her on his bed, before taking off his shirt. Meanwhile Amy let it happen, believing she couldn't do anything to stop a drunk Samuel.
"You want gold? You want anymore food?" Samuel said, placing his finger on Amy's lip.
Amy then stopped, and closed her eyes as Samuel got onto the bed with her. Samuel then started to undress her, and Amy remained still, with tears flowing from her eyes. She didn't do it for herself, she did it for her father...and her crew. 
"Did ye ever listen to ye daddy?" Samuel whispered into Amy's ears, "Should of never came here alone!"