Life is a Life, Always Taken For Granted.
Disclaimer: I do not own Skies of Arcadia, nor the characters Vyse, Aika, and Fina. I do own the plot, and an original character. Enjoy the story!
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Prologue
A young man stumbled through the corridor, heading for the bridge, where his captain called for him. He had never seen his captain, and was told that he should keep on avoiding him. Now, however, he had no choice. He opened the door.
The bridge was rather open large, its walls hidden by various maps. Crew members were at their stations, checking gauges and meters, looking up at him, then back down again. He walked forward, amazed by the noise level: Silence. The only sound was the wind howl outside the windows.
"Lee."
The man turned around, meeting the gaze of a very important looking man, sitting atop a captain's chair, his hands clasped in front of his face. The captain did indeed look like he despised everyone, with his graying beard and frowning face. Lee gulped.
"Y-yes, sir...?" He stood at attention, something he felt like he should be doing.
The captain twitched his head. "Come here," he growled, and pointed at a small screen beside him.
Lee walked up to his captain and looked at the screen. His expression changed from seriousness to astonishment.
"Is that who I think it is?"
"Precisley." the captain coughed, and put a gnarled hand on his sword. His eyes narrowed.
Lee stepped back. "I-I...what do you want me to do?"
"Stupid ignorant-!" The captain stood up, and Lee found out the captain's height being at least a foot taller than he. He froze as the captain drew his sword and held it at ready.
"Do not question your captain." Not a suggestion. An order.
"I...I won't...ever." He stammered.
The captain sneered, his yellow teeth making him look more menacing. He thrust his sword hand at the screen, where a small girl was sleeping in the grass.
"Bring her to me."
"Aye aye...sir." Lee said, weakly, and backed out of the bridge, trying to foget the sharpness of the sword.
Disclaimer: I do not own Skies of Arcadia, nor the characters Vyse, Aika, and Fina. I do own the plot, and an original character. Enjoy the story!
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Prologue
A young man stumbled through the corridor, heading for the bridge, where his captain called for him. He had never seen his captain, and was told that he should keep on avoiding him. Now, however, he had no choice. He opened the door.
The bridge was rather open large, its walls hidden by various maps. Crew members were at their stations, checking gauges and meters, looking up at him, then back down again. He walked forward, amazed by the noise level: Silence. The only sound was the wind howl outside the windows.
"Lee."
The man turned around, meeting the gaze of a very important looking man, sitting atop a captain's chair, his hands clasped in front of his face. The captain did indeed look like he despised everyone, with his graying beard and frowning face. Lee gulped.
"Y-yes, sir...?" He stood at attention, something he felt like he should be doing.
The captain twitched his head. "Come here," he growled, and pointed at a small screen beside him.
Lee walked up to his captain and looked at the screen. His expression changed from seriousness to astonishment.
"Is that who I think it is?"
"Precisley." the captain coughed, and put a gnarled hand on his sword. His eyes narrowed.
Lee stepped back. "I-I...what do you want me to do?"
"Stupid ignorant-!" The captain stood up, and Lee found out the captain's height being at least a foot taller than he. He froze as the captain drew his sword and held it at ready.
"Do not question your captain." Not a suggestion. An order.
"I...I won't...ever." He stammered.
The captain sneered, his yellow teeth making him look more menacing. He thrust his sword hand at the screen, where a small girl was sleeping in the grass.
"Bring her to me."
"Aye aye...sir." Lee said, weakly, and backed out of the bridge, trying to foget the sharpness of the sword.