Chapter 1

"Something doesn't quite feel right today, Barrons," Murana said to her First Mate, Lucia Barrons.

Barrons deeply inhaled the salty sea air. While everything seemed normal, Murana did usually have a sixth sense about these kinds of things.

"Denanzig! Viniana! If you see anything unusual, you let me know the moment it happens! That goes for you too, Seafayll," Barrons relayed to her crew members.

"Yes, Sir!" they yelled in unison.

Denanzig, a tall, dark skinned, bald headed western islander made his sweeps on the deck to make sure everything was in place on their salvage vessel, The Cunning Plunder. He was the Quartermaster of the ship, and the only male on this Tya crew. Captain Murana allowed him to be apart of the ship after he was rescued from a slave ship that had been burnt and sunk by Coral raiders. The Tya crew thought he was dead as they found him amongst a floating bed of bludgeoned lifeless sharks that had been fasted together as a raft. Miraculously he was alive and because his escape was so flamboyant, the Captain let him stay on the boat. At first she would threaten that they were going to kick him off the boat at the next port, but little by little, he grew on them all, and was made a member of the crew.

Seafayll stood at the bow of the ship focused on the waters ahead of her. The wind calmly ran through her grey streaked blond hair. Upon closer inspection, for anyone that cared to pay attention, her right eye, scarred from her eyebrow to cheekbone, swirled like a maelstrom, attempting to detect anything out of the ordinary. It wasn't talked about often, but from what the crew could gather, she received the scar and the mutated eye due to a Wyld encounter on the western edges of the isles many years prior. She was the oldest of the crew, and they sometimes wondered how someone of her age was still alive, due to the hard life at sea.

Viniana, the ships navigator flawlessly climbed her way up to the crows nest. She was definitely the one with the most flare of the bunch, with spiky pink hair, and normally wore gypsy style paints and a tube top. She also wore glasses, which was not common for a seafaring girl. Settled at the top, she extended her spyglass and scanned the horizon.

Barrons made her way down below deck to the kitchen to see what Saldeana, Viniana's sister, was cooking up for them this evening. "Probably fish again," she muttered to herself.

"Well if you don't like what I cook, then find someone else to do it!" Saldeana said as she glared at Barrons.

"Oh, you heard me. Oops," Barrons said sarcastically.

Saldeana let out a huff.

"Captain has one of her funny feelings again. Just make sure you are ready to hold fast if anything happens."

"Aye. You know her feelings are usually right."

"I know."

As Barrons made her way to the crews quarters to make one more crew member aware of what is going on, she thought about the Captain and Saldeana. The only reason she is even on this boat is because she can't be without Murana. She is a lousy cook, and does nothing else for this ship besides making us clothes. Besides that, the clothes aren't even appropriate for sailing! Who wants to be on deck in a frilly dress? I swear if the Captain didn't love her so much… she doesn't even address her appropriately!

"Barrons?" Kelsey said sheepishly.

"Kelsey, sorry. I wasn't paying attention. Captain has a feeling again. You may get to do some repairs yet!"

"Oh no… no… I hate it when the boat gets damaged… I mean I may have nothing to do right now but when it is a mess… oh dear," Kelsey said as she fidgeted around with her clothes and made sure her hair was behind her ears, even though it was in a ponytail. Kelsey was constantly fidgeting with herself to make sure her hair was tied, or her overalls and her oversized undershirts loosely hung. Sometimes she went as far as making sure her bindings she wore underneath were tight enough so she didn't show off her enormous lady bumps. She always seemed quite nervous in any conversation she had with any of the crew members. Especially Viniana.

"It's ok! I just wanted to warn you, that's all."

"Oh, uh… Yes, Barrons. I understand."

Hours passed. The sun was soon to meet the horizon and night began to fall.

"Captain. The day is done. I will stay on watch. You haven't eaten all day. Go eat with Saldeana," Barrons said.

"I feel like if I leave, that is when it will hit."

"What will?"

She pointed to the darkened horizon. "There is a tinge of green. I can barely see it. It could be the Lintha."

"It could also be the night colors. We have seen those streaks of green a million times. That is all it is."

"Maybe you are right."

"Maybe. I will keep watch. Go eat."

Barrons watched the sea, only made visible by the light of the moon and the stars. The green on the horizon seemed to come and go, telling her that it was only the patterns they sometime see at night. As she phased out, focused on the moon reflection on the water, the horizon surrounding her became increasingly green. Within moments, the entire ship was bathed in green light.

Barrons dashed for the warning bell and franticly pulled the rope while screaming, "LINTHA!"

The crew burst through the doors below deck. The first to emerge was Murana, already shouting out orders.

"Man the cannons! We need to be in the winds advantage!" She paused for a moment, seeing at least three Lintha ships surrounding them.

"We are out gunned Cap. We need to retreat!" shouted Seafayll.

Time seemed to pause just for a moment for Barrons. At one moment, she saw her fiery red haired captain pointing and shouting out orders in attempt to flee from the Lintha. Her confidence, her prowess, this is the woman she looks up to. The woman she wants to be. Who cares if we have to flee? If she wanted to, this woman could rule the world.

Then, a blinding green flash of light. Murana stood motionless. Barrons rushed towards the captain, only to see that half her face was missing. Murana finally fell to the ground.

"MURANA!" Saldeana screamed as she saw her lover collapse on the deck. "No! NO! Someone help her!"

Saldeana attempted to rush toward her body, only to be held back by Denanzig. "It's too late. It's too late…" he said, trying to be consoling in his islander accent.

The ship began to have a golden shimmer. The crew was blinded by a golden light emanating from Barrons. A giant ships wheel blazed above her head.

"These mother fuckers will pay!" shouted Barrons as she turned The Cunning Plunder directly towards the first Lintha ship.

The crew was too scared to tell her it was a collision course and the ship would be destroyed.

Before impact, the boat was enveloped in gold, the bow becoming sharp, like a spear. The vessel crashed through the first Lintha ship, splitting it in two. There was no damage to The Cunning Plunder.

She made her headway to the next vessel. The boat moved faster, as if the ship itself was seeking the blood of Lintha. It sped into the second ship, again slicing the boat in two and destroying it.

Barrons turned the wheel to the final ship. Her anima banner, the golden wheel, was shining bright above her head. The green Lintha vessel, seeing its other 2 raiding ships destroyed was attempting to retreat.

Barrons yelled as loud as she could. "YOU ARE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!"

The Cunning Plunder seemed to glide across the water, catching up to the final Lintha vessel within seconds. It too was demolished by the golden spear.