Author's Note: Hey yall, this is curlthebear01 here, with my first fan-fic EVER. As you can tell, I'm quite southern. Anyways, so since this is my first, it will obviously not be perfect, not that I planned it to be. I just wanted to write a cute story about pirates but with Kirby characters. Random yes, but cute. But don't fear, it's not just cute, it has its epic moments. Then again, how can it not? It is with Kirby characters after all! Alrighty, that's enough from me. Let's see if you like this or not .
Ha, thought you could read now. But first a disclaimer! All characters, locations, and other things belong to Hal Laboratories and Nintendo. But zee story, she is mine.
Chapter 1: Pirates?
"First mate L'asrtaya!"
I snapped to attention, gave a salute, and bellowed, "Here!"
The Waddle Doo taking attendance gave me a look and said, "Aye, could you possibly yell any louder?" "Sorry sir." I quickly apologized. I hadn't been able to help it. My excitement had fueled my enthusiasm. I, Kirby L'astraya, was about to embark on my first journey as First Mate on the S.S. Champion, the royal ship of King DeDeDe himself! I looked to my left. All of my now shipmates were lined up, answering if they existed or not. Right next to me was my best friend, Sailor Dee. He had earned the title of Second Mate on this fine vessel. Both of us were truly ecstatic to be a part of this voyage, even if it was just to deliver cargo to the other side of the Orange Ocean.
Shortly after attendance was taken, the esteemed Captain Vul stepped forward from behind the Wheel. I could hear Sailor Dee quietly gasp. It'd been his dream to work under such a renown Captain. After clearing his throat, Captain Vul began to bark, "Alright men! You all know our mission! You all also know that we'll never complete it if you're not at your posts, so get to them!"
Immediately the ship came to life with activity. Masts were scaled, ropes were tugged, sails were unfurled, orders were given and taken, it was like watching organized chaos.
Being First and Second Mate, Sailor Dee and I stood with the Captain and watched the frenzy. Every nerve in my body was relishing the moment. I deeply breathed in the salt-tinged air. I felt the sun warm my face and the wind brush my skin. My eyes took in the sight of a cloudless sky, and many villagers on the dock, waiting to see us off.
The winds favored us, as we were off in no time. They were especially strong today, as if impatient for us to get where we were destined. Sailor Dee and I stood at the railing, watching the port get smaller and smaller, waving to anyone who could still see us.
"Finally, we're on our way! I would've gone crazy with anticipation had we waited any longer, even though we are starting with an easy task, as one would expect for our first voyage." Sailor Dee said enthusiastically. "Easy. Aye lad, it'll be easy, so long as we don't run into trouble."
Sailor Dee and I whipped around, and saw that the Waddle Doo from earlier had been speaking. Upon closer inspection, he seemed to be roughed up quite a bit from what one could assume was years and years of experience. There was a scraggly tuft of hair, (presumably a beard), below his eye. That single eye of his… there seemed to be a knowing look in his single eye. Then Sailor Dee piped up and asked innocently, "But, we won't run into trouble, right? This is too well trained a ship."
The Waddle Doo gave a hearty laugh, with a few hacks and coughs peppered throughout. This made me a little angry that he would laugh at my friend's question like that. "Excuse me, but what is so funny, Mister…uhh…" "You may address me as Mr. Wake." Mr. Wake interrupted, then continued, "…and what was so funny was your lack of experience. Just because you can prepare for trouble doesn't mean it won't find ya and catch ya off your guard. I once thought like you lads, and just look what that kind of thinking did to me."
Mr. Wake then began to trace a huge scar below his eye. Both my and Sailor Dee's eyes slowly widened in shock. "H-how, how did that happen?" I finally managed to ask. Mr. Wake looked me in both of my eyes with his one, and said in a serious tone, "Pirates. Lucky to escape with just this scar I was. Many 'o my shipmates met their fate that night. We'd thought we were prepared for anything that got in our path, but the pirates…they came from nowhere. "
Mr. Wake's tale had given me the chills. "Mr. Wake, do you remember who gave you the scar?" Sailor Dee asked, seeming more interested than scared. Mr. Wake slowly nodded and said, "Aye, that I do lad. He had me backed against a wall. I could barely see, there was so much smoke, but I saw him. He was a faceless man, and his sword was drawn. He placed the tip here, and slowly drug the blade to here." Mr. Wake showed us the scar again. "He was faceless?" I questioned. "Well, what I mean to say is…I couldn't see his face. Anyways, I don't know why he let me live, and I almost wish I'd run into him again to ask why, but I could live without experiencing such a thing again." Mr. Wake finished. Then I asked, "But we won't run into pirates, right?" "Pray we don't laddy." He replied. "RAAAHH, do I spy slackers on my vessel?!" screeched an obnoxious voice.
Mr. Wake then made an annoyed looking face, then turned to Captain Vul who was right behind him. "Aye, they were slackin', but set 'em straight I have." He said in a slightly mocking tone. I inwardly thanked him for saving us from a screeching. Captain Vul must've not noticed the tone in Mr. Wake's voice, as he then said, "Good, now get yourself in gear. I will not tolerate anything less than full cooperation from my crew, whoever they may be." And he then walked off to the Captain's Quarters.
"Now that's a man that can get things done." Sailor Dee said in awe. Mr. Wake simply grumbled and walked off to his post. We then did the same.
So, how'd you like it? Questions, comments, suggestions or corrections? If you have any of those, please do not hesitate to drop them in the review box! I promise I will not judge, nor will I hunt you down and eat you for anything you say that I may not like. However, it would be kind of you to not flame. I have feelings. And truly, if anyone has any thoughts on how to improve this, please share with me! Thanks for taking the time out of your day to read this .
