Pirate AU:

In one of the bottom tiers of a boat a young man with cascading silver hair lay on his side whimpering as the mighty ship rocked back and forth in synch with the pounding tides. His eyes were squeezed shut in painful anguish as he held his stomach in an attempt to quell his growing hunger.

"I'm soooo hungry," the young man whined softly. He curled into the fetal position trying to fight off the sickening hunger that radiated from his belly. Just as his knees reached a position under his chin, the man felt the tug of his shackles tighten and pull him back. Red streaks marked his wrists and ankles where the handcuffs and shackles had eaten raw into his pale skin.

Before the normally sickening movement of the ship could rock the man's fragile body to sleep, he distinctly heard a yell alarming the ship's crew of attack. Although the man below could not see the action, he could hear it and the vibrant noise roused him from his respite.

"Hold the line men!" One man shouted, "We're under attack!" The young one below heard the cries of men being cut down and the young boys being slaughtered. The man fought back a small giggle of glee, reminding himself that such thoughts were wrong and immoral. What would Lilith say?

"Were you able to identify the enemy?!" shouted the voice whom the silver-haired one immediately recognized as the captain of the ship.

"Sir!" the man yelled. "It's the Rosen Kruez Orden, sir! We are under attack by the followers of Contra Mundi!"

There was a pause in the yelling, and the silver-haired man waited apprehensively. Finally a voice rang out- the captain's- "Blow the Ship." A deep silence followed, and the young man chained to the bottom of the ship panicked.

He let out a scream as his tired and sore appendages pulled against the metal chains that held him captive. Tears stinging the corners of his eyes he put all his weight and will into ripping free of his confines.

He did not let up at all, even when he could distinctly feel the chain clasps break free from the walls. Still the man, whose eyes wept of wisdom beyond his age, pulled against the chains till he heard metal rip free from wood. His sore skin and muscles burning beyond all reason slowly lifted his tired and worn body up the stairwell and on to the deck where he promptly collapsed in a lifeboat, indefinitely asleep.

Behind the collapsed figure a fire raged on water as the once mighty ship burned to the ground and the smell of ash soaked the man's cloths.

"Captain Esther!" someone called from the rafters, "Come quickly!"

Esther turned towards the sound, sheathing her sword and strapping down her large gun in place around her waist-belt. Wondering what it could possibly be at such an hour she turned towards the stairs. Most ship captains would not wake for such a thing, but Esther had a deep conviction towards her men. When she pulled herself up the stairs and onto the deck she wasn't at all surprised that it was still dark. However, a small amount of light highlighted the horizon as if lightly announcing the sun's appearance.

Esther took a deep breath, filling her lungs with the rich scent of the morning ocean. The salty feel of it all soothed her taunt body. Pausing for a moment she turned to the one who had called her.

"Ion, it is readily becoming morning, why haven't you turned in yet?" she questioned him in a polite, but serious tone. "Virgil Walsh should be on duty now - is that correct?"

"Yes, but Esther" the blond youth began...

"No 'buts'" she condoned lightly. "You know very well Ion that I run a tight ship around here. You cannot simply do overtime for idle reasons!" Breathlessly she stood back, her hands on her hips and her eyes filled with resolve.

"I apologize captain, however I discovered something that may concern you." Standing slowly he pointed behind himself to a dirty and breaking lifeboat. "I saw it floating earlier and brought it up to better inspect it." The boy ran over to the lifeboat which rested against the side of the massive ship, secured by ropes.

Esther strode behind him to get a closer look. "Ion, you can tell better than anyone that this lifeboat is destroyed beyond repair, there was no need to bring it up." Esther's voice took on a small tone of annoyance.

The boy looked at her before returning to his work. "It wasn't the boat I was concerned with." Slowly he drew back a dry blanket revealing a person.

Esther gasped slightly - completely caught off guard. Before her lay the sleeping form of a tall and incredibly skinny man in about his early twenties. His silver hair was wet and matted, intertwined with seaweed and dead bugs. His face was pale with almost a greenish tint. "Oh my word!"

In her stupor, Ion continued. "I was afraid to move him because he looked so fragile, so I laid a dry blanket over him and called you immediately."

"I take back my accusations from before, Ion. I want you to go get the wanted criminal that we have in our cell. Wake Virgil and Mary on your way down and have them assist you. Virgil will take over so that you can turn in. I may just be too hopeful, but perhaps we can convince the criminal Dietrich von Lohengrin to help him. Even though that man is a merciless killer, he still has some medical experience." Exhausted already, Esther sat down on a crate, tiredly resting her head in her hands.

She didn't need to look. After all, she could easily hear the pounding footsteps of the boy as he raced from the deck. She looked over at the man curled in the bottom of the boat. "Who knows," she whispered, "Maybe you may just get to live."

Author's Note: Trinity Blood is really hard to write for. Because the Novel is ahead of both the manga and anime, you cannot speculate very much without getting flammed. Anyways, this is the edited version of chapter 1. I would like to thank each and every single one of you for reading this. Here are the chapter stats:

Time: 2 hours (Excluding breaks, eating, etc.)

Words:Originally 406, extended to 1011.

Once again, thank you for reading. If you feel like it, I would enjoy a review or two to see if I should continue. I probably will, but it would be easier with a little support.