hi guys. I hope you all like my story. a big thanks to fireandicephoenix and Sheaon13 for proof reading for me.

A thanks to kerennie, icejay, fireandicephoenix and Sheaon13 for helping me with characters. feel free to send in characters guys. I'm not overly looking for characters for the main crew as I have them fairly worked out with my four friends above. BTW icejay, you totally stole the name I was going to use, lols.

anyway, please read and enjoy. don't forget to review, sent in a character as a marine- any rank, a supernova, other pirate crews, bounty hunters, civilians and others. If I do like you're character enough, any positions that I haven't filled in could be done with your characters.

positions I already have characters for are-

captain- Daric- flamesofthebluebird.

first mate- Sora- kerennie

doctor- Crystal- fireandicephoenix/flamesofthebluebird

musician- Kaito- Sheaon13

navigator- Ryuya- Sheaon13

shipwright/weapon expert- Jai- fireandicephoenix

communication expert/information gather- Hiro- icejay

The Son of A Legend

Killer Shot

South Blue...

The nineteen year old couldn't help the smirk on his face as he was looking through his scope. Oh the guy in his guy's sights was in trouble. There was no wind around and it was hot as the summer sun bared down on them. The teen could deal with the heat, the island where he lived had no winter. It might as well been a summer island from the New World, like the one where he trained with his dad for two years. No-one really knew who the teen was, he didn't want or need them to know who he was. After all, he was his mother's son more than he was his father's son. Even if his father was a legend.

The teen had his goggles over his eyes to keep the sweat out of because of the hot weather. He loved warm weather like this. He liked to sweat and have shower, or go swimming naked. Swimming naked was always fun. He had nothing to be ashamed of.

His red eyes watched his target like a lioness watched it's prey when it was hunting, waiting for it's moment to strike. He knew he was going to fight his way to the dock and take off on his ship. He lived for the thrill and challenge. He was being paid for this, and he needed the money. Plus, the bonus reward he asked for wouldn't be so bad either.

The teen licked his mouth as his finger was twitching to pull the trigger. It wasn't everyday that he could to hunt down someone. The wanted poster said wanted dead or alive, so dead was fine right?

Sure, he might be bounty hunter, but that didn't he was going to stay that way forever. He has other plans, he just needs money to do it. What were his plans? Well, he was going to be pirate. Just like his old man. Even if he and his old man weren't that close and he much prefered his mom, that didn't mean he didn't look up or admire his dad.

A mad grin appeared on the teen's face as he mouthed "bang". Now was perfect timing. He pulled the trigger and watched his handy work closely. He loved the look of blood as it flew everywhere and painted the person who had been talking to and standing next to the target.

The nineteen year old stood up on the grassy hilltop where he had been laying down to take his shot. He knew that it would only take a moment for bandit group to get their act back together and work out the direction which the shot had come from. The black haired young man put his sniper, with the black strap that was on it, over his back as he rolled up his grey coat sleeves. The coat was multipurpose. It kept him cool when it was hot and kept him warm when it was cold. Cleaning up his little spot as he was whistling to himself, before he was casually strolling down from the grassy hilltop. He had two guns already locked and loaded in his red pant pockets. He kept his goggles in place over his face, because, well, he couldn't see properly without them and his glasses were left back at the hotel where he was staying. It's not like he always needed his glasses or prescription sniper goggles, he mostly needed it when he was doing things for a long time. He has been up hiding by the plants of the grassy hilltop since dawn, and now it late afternoon.

The black haired teen ran one of his black gloved hands through his hair as it left his pocket for a moment. Some of the front parts of his hair was naturally red. Everyone on his mother's side of the family had the red hair at the front of the left side of their hair like he had. It wasn't a lot, but enough that made it obvious though. Easily a good handful or two. A lot of his family had more red in their hair then he had. He's red part of his hair was on the left hand side of his face.

As the teen was walking down the hill towards his now dead bounty, and the man's panicking bandit group, his mind was calculating. This bounty should either finish the payment for his ship, or he won't have much more to go from the agreed upon price. After he has finished paying off the ship, he can go get another good priced bounty, maybe two, and make sure he has money to be able to use once he becomes a pirate.

Should he let the marines who he does bounty business with know that he is going to become pirate soon?

Nah, that will probably cause problems for him and that was the last thing he needed. Trouble before he even becomes an official pirate. They would arrest him or try and talk him out of it like mentor has been trying for the past three years. Of course, the first stop he was going to make was to his mother and the island they were from once he had the ship. After that, he needed to find and get his crew together. That was very important.

The first person he was going to be looking for is for a girl to join his crew. He has read through a lot of history books and has asked around. Not many pirates have female first mates. So he wanted to be different, he wanted to have a female first mate. And the first thing he can tell her is that she doesn't have to worry about with him. He wasn't after that, nor did he want her to have to think that the only reason why he was wanting a female first was to sleep with her to keep her position. So whomever he chose for the position of first mate had nothing to worry about. Besides, he doesn't even like women like that.

The young sniper put his hand back into his pocket. He was going to have to call someone from the bounty place, he can't remember the name of place where he is meant to taking the bounty. He likes just calling it the place. Though, it's probably something like bounty collection department of the marines.

Though he was sure that he was going to be getting more money as some of the members of the banit group didn't run away. The smart ones ran for it, the dumb ones stayed. Oh well, the more for him then.

"Hello boys, what's up?" the black haired person smiled as he stopped dead in his tracks a few feet away from the bandits. The bandits all looked at the tall teen that was standing there.

"What do you want kid?" one of them asked. He was on the shorter side with light messy brown hair that was going everywhere.

"Nothing, just my bounty," he shrugged as he reply.

"Wait, you're the one that kill our leader?" another bandit, that dark hair growled.

"Yep," he said with a loud pop at the p. "Me and Hunter here did it. It looked glorious from the hilltop." Patting his sniper rifle on the back. "What's wrong? Can't handle a little kid bounty hunter or something? You knew it was coming one day."

"Kill the kid," the short bandit told those from the group who remained.

Said kid smirked as they were walking to him with weapons in hand. Some of them had daggers, some of them had swords, a few had guns, one had a chain and another single person had an axe. Oh, this was going to be fun. Before anyone could blink, all they heard was a loud bang of a gun, and a wild smirk on the black haired kid's face. What the hell was going here? Who is this kid?

"I only have one thing to say to you all," the sniper said as the bandits were all suddenly very nervous. "It is the last thing you will ever hear." Putting up both hands and showing his twin pistols. "Bang." Before letting out a wave of bullets from his pistols and dodging in out of the bandits as they were either dying, or trying to kill him once they were over their initial shock of the black haired teen and his, well, brand of craziness. The only thing the sniper could think to himself was, this going to be fun. He thrived for moments like this. For moments of strength and to test oneself. He was sure he would have lots of these moments as a pirate, more than as a bounty hunter.

After twenty minutes, the bandits were all dead and the black haired teen was getting his bullets off them, well, the bullets that they were still good anyway. Not many of them seemed to be today though, having hit bones and muscles. So they were being destroyed or damaged. Making the black haired teen sigh. He was going to have to buy more bullets it seemed. Oh well, at least these bullets aren't expensive.

The nineteen year old pulled out snail and called someone from the bounty collection part of the marines.

"Hello?" someone answered.

"Hey, it's Killer Shot," the teen told the person. "I have the dead body of Bandit Greg and a bunch of his men, too many to move by myself. Think you can send someone with a wagon or something to collect them?"

"You are going to the extremes, don't you think Killer Shot?" the marine sighed, and most likely shaking his head at the same time. The teen has worked and talked to this marine several times before.

"I don't know what you're talking about it. I only had fun," the teen chirped happily.

"Fine, where are you Killer Shot?" the marine asked.

"Mellow Plains, on Melina Island," the teen answered. "I'm waiting near the picnic area. See you guys soon."

"Alright, we'll be there in fifteen to thirty minutes," the marine said as he then hung up and waited for the marines.

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theme song is a song that describes your character all-over or could be what they are like they sometimes. or could be the music or song you see them fighting to. I like listening to music when I am working, so this will help with the creative juices.

yes, the oc form will be on my profile for everyone to access. anyway, I hope you all enjoyed the story far and I will post the next chapter when it is done. until then everyone. Later gators.