The night was especially warm and fog was rolling in thick. It gave me the advantage on this raid. My first mate hurried over and whispered in my ear. I leered and glanced up at the clear sky. The moon was full and it shone luminous upon the dark sea. I pointed to the crew that stood on starboard and bow, waiting for my next instructions.
"Get ready men. We go in quiet and then once we're in position," I grinned slyly. "We take what is rightfully ours!" Then entire crew hollered in agreement. I held up my hand. "They will never see us coming if we keep discreet." The ship lulled up to the shore and we all disembarked to towards the village. No one was out and all was silent. I held up my torch and turned to the men.
I raised my arm in a clenched fist. "Charge!" the men all yelled it in unison and started breaking glass and invading homes. I kicked open one house and searched around. The valuables in this house weren't very nice, but they would do. I heard a thump and grinned, my eyes scanning the room. I walked towards the bedroom door, making an emphasis with every deliberate and slow step I took. I pulled my sword and nudged open the slightly ajar door. It creaked open and thudded against the wall. I walked in.
I slowly sought the room and stepped towards the bed. The floor creaked.
"Auuuuggh!" I swiveled around and held up my sword to the attacker. Metal clashed. I stumbled backwards, and barley held off the next attack. I shoved with the blade and saw my foe tumble to the ground. His bright sapphire eyes burned hatred towards me and I stepped on his hand. He cried out in agony and released his small sword. I kicked it away and pointed my own rapier to his throat. He swallowed.
"Who are you, peasant?" I asked in a dangerous tone. "And why did you pounce me?" He gave a curt laugh.
"You are attacking my village, what else would I be doing?" I gave a sigh of frustration. "Get up," I said. He raised an eyebrow. I gritted my teeth and smashed the flat part of the blade against his face. He propped himself on one elbow and spit up some blood.
"Up."
The man slowly rose and scowled at me as I pushed him out. We walked into the center square and saw that my men were all ready to leave. I gave the man a hard shove forward and he mumbled something unintelligible under his breath. When he stepped on to the ship I flipped my sword around and the hilt came in contact with his head. The man fell into a heap on the ground.
One of my men raised an eyebrow.
"What have you got there captain?" he asked, watching the man's slow breaths. I shook my head.
"He's nothing." I said. The man gulped and walked away. If he was nothing, then why the hell had I brought him on?
Dude, awesome, right? Okay, not really. I'm getting better at writing and the chapter was a bit short so I am very sorry. At first it was going to be an OC fic but I decided that I need more experience in yaoi and that I need to veer off from the straight stories. I mean, come on. Hetalia. Straight? Ahahahaha!