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EPISODE ONE! - THREE PSYCHOS, ONE MEETING!
William Burner walked slowly down the village street to his job. He was blacksmith's apprentice. It was an okay job. The only reason he took it was because he got to play with fire and molten, hot, metal when no one was looking. He finally made it. He sighed before entering. No one was in there. "YES!" Will said to himself. He put down his bag lunch and whatever else he had and ran excitedly over to the melting pot. He quickly, and expertly, lit a fire underneath and waited for the molted metal to…molt.
Combustabeth Swan laughed evilly as the maids of the house ran around everywhere looking for Combustabeth's corset that she loathed so much. "Well, gosh darn it Combustabeth! Where did you put it?" said her extremely frustrated father. "I have no idea. Maybe it was stolen or maybe I gave it to charity while I wasn't thinking." Combustabeth lied. "Governor Swan!" one of the maids called. "WHAT IS IT!?" Mr. Swan screamed. Mr. Swan turned to the maid and looked at what she held. There, in her hand, were the charred remains of Combustabeth's corset. Mr. Swan turned to Combustabeth who laughed innocently. Combustabeth hated that corset more than she hated crossword puzzles. She burned it because, A-She loved fire. (for unknown reasons) and B-It was torture to wear and she might as well had someone strangling her because it would have been the death of her anyway. "I thought you were cured of this Combustabeth. All the hours of electric shock therapy…" said her father, putting his hand to his forehead. "Yeah about that, I enjoyed it." Combustabeth said leaving the room. "Where are you going!?" demanded her father. "I WILL REEK HELL UPON YOU ALL!" she said evilly and ran out of the room screaming like a maniac. Those she left inside the room were dumbfounded.
Captain Jack Sparko was crouching at the highest point of his sinking ship as it just made it to the dock. He hissed at the water. "Ha ocean! You will always remember this as the day you didn't catch Captain Jack Spar-", but he was cut off. A fish bobbed to the surface and splashed water in his face. Sparko paused for a moment, taking in what happened, and then covered his eyes as he started screaming. "AHHHH!!!!! THE WATER!!!! IT BURNS!!!!!!!!!" he shrieked as he roll on the ground in despair. Though it couldn't have been more than a few drops, still, he winced and screamed in excruciating pain. Two guards have been standing nearby who saw the entire episode. "A pirate who hates the ocean? Wow that's ironic." said one to the other. The other guard shrugged and went over to Sparko and waited for five minuets until he was done screaming. He finally got up and brushed the splinters off his semi-burnt coat. "I'm sorry sir but you can't park your boat there." said the guard on the right. "Oh. My bad." Sparko said. Sparko took out a match and burned the top of the mast that was sticking out of the water until there was nothing left. "There. no boat, no problem." said Sparko as he pushed his way past them. The guards looked confused but pushed the matter no further. In fact, they both agreed it never happened and decided never to speak of it again. Sparko walked down the desolate street. He came across…THE BLACKSMITH SHOP. "Hmm…What kind of sick minded shenanigans can I cook up in here…?" Sparko thought to himself. He opened the door and entered.
William Burner was waiting for the stuff in the pot to molt. He waited and waited but seemed to take FOREVER! He finally got so bored he took the swords that were hanging on the rack and stabbed them into a bench so they were in rows in front of him. He then went to his lunch and took out an ear of corn. He stood in front of the bench and held the ear of corn to his mouth like a microphone and then he started to sing and dance horribly:
"BURN, BABY BURN, DISCO INFERNOBURN, BABY BURN, COME BURN THAT MOTHER DOWNBURN, BABY BURN, DISCO INFERNOBURN, BABY BURN, COME BURN THAT MOTHER DOWN, BURNIN' JUST CAN'T STOP, JUST CAN'T STOP, WHEN MY SPARK GETS HOTJUST CAN'T STOP, JUST CAN'T STOP, WHEN MY SPARK GETS HOTJUST CAN'T STOP,..."
He heard a door open behind him. He turned around to see a guy in pirate like clothes and pirate like hat plus a pirate like expression on his face and pirate like stance. William concluded that this strange man most have been a pirate. But alas it was too late. Will froze in his stance in which he was screaming rather loudly into an ear of corn and in lunge position. He turned his gaze toward the pirate man, who was looking at him like he was crazy. Finally, Mr. Pirate Man broke the silence. "You do realize your kettle's on fire?" Sparko said trying to ignore the fact that the boy was singing a song that wouldn't come out for another 200 years. Will shot up from his stance and turned to the pot enthusiastically. "YES! BURN MY PRETTY BURN!!!!" he said manically. At very moment the door burst open again. Both Sparko and Burner turned to see who had entered. It was none other than Combustabeth Swan looking tired and cautious. She noticed the other two men soon after. They both stared at her blankly. "HELP THEY'LL FIND ME!" said Combustabeth grabbing Sparko's collar and shaking him violently. "Why are they after you?" said Will concerned. "Because I burned my corset!!" she screamed at Will but shaking Sparko. "Ugh…how can anyone breathe in those things?" Sparko said to more or less to himself. "How would you know?" asked Combustabeth quietly but still gripping Sparko's collar for dear life. "Don't ask." replied Sparko releasing himself from Combustabeth's grip of death. Sparko finally put the pieces together. All three of the strangers had one thing of common. Other than the fact they were all half mad, THEY ALL LOVED FIRE! Sparko burned his coat and always carried matches with him. The girl burned her corset. And the boy loved to watch the molted metal. He snapped out of his thoughts. "YOU BOY! What is your name?" he demanded pointing his finger at the poor boy. "W-William Burner." Will stuttered. "And you girl?" Sparko asked turning his finger and his stare at her."Combustabeth Swan." She said nervously. He was shocked. "Why does it matter?" asked Will. "THE PROPHCECY!" yelled Sparko. "What prophecy?" asked Combustabeth. Sparko pulled a rolled up sheet of paper from the inside of his coat and laid it flat on a table. Will and Combustabeth gathered around it to see.
"A some 50 years ago, there was a legendary pirate ship. It's name? The Ash Black Pearl. Led by the infamous, Captain Blazebosa. It reigned supreme amongst all others and had a notorious reputation for having some of the most violent and feared Pyromaniacs aboard its retched crew. Late in the game, it had a run in with the English navy. They fought for hours in an attempt to sink each other. In the end both ships went down, or so they say. There have been reports of a black ship. The blackest black anyone had ever seen. And its sails were burnt away so bad, they were virtually non-existent. These conditions were due to battle. The navy burnt the Ash Black Pearl that bad." Sparko recited.
"But what does that have to do with us? Or a prophecy?" asked a confused Combustabeth.
"It is said that one female and two males shall rise from the ashes and take the ship back from its evil captain. These three are sure to be noticed due to their strange obsession and passion for fire and all that is flames. Their names are: Combustabeth Swan, Jack Sparko, and William Burner." Sparko read aloud. "That could be anyone." doubted Combustabeth. "Oh really? Do you know any other chicks named 'Combustabeth' out there?" said Will. "You have a point." She said. "So what do we do now?" asked Will. "We team up. With our amazing abilities combined we will be ruthless and unstoppable! You guys in?" Sparko said. "I'M IN!" said Will. "Me to!" yelled Combustabeth.
THUS ENDS EPISODE ONE! Thank you very much for reading!