Chapter 1: A Dark Past

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Dark charcoal coloured clouds blanket the isolated continent of Piratesland from the once blue sky. Winds rolled in with speeds greater than 100 km per hour. Pirate Captains hurry their crews to safety; some went underground, others hurried inside caves, and if the more successful teams had large "homes" made out of stone, they would rush in there. A massive thunder clap booms; earning several frightened screams from each team of crews, making them scramble away from any source of danger that could strike them at any time. A bright lightning flashes before rain started to heavily pour onto the ground.

Inside a shelter made purely out of stone stood a crew of 10 members, 2 Pirate Captains, and their 3 sons who were soon to be an unstoppable team of Pirate Captains when they grow up. The oldest of the three was 5 minutes older than the middle child, and 8 minutes older than the youngest child. He had thick orange hair that reached his neck. It framed his face nicely, making his crimson eyes appear sharp. He held the intelligence of the bunch. The middle child who was 3 minutes older than the youngest child was the strength of the group. His soft dark hair spiked up naturally, making his emerald eyes be the center of attention. Last but certainly not least was the sweetheart of the team. His golden hair was parted down the middle, leading to twin wings that stopped above his jawline, covering his ears. His big azure eyes always got people to give him what he wanted. This set of completely biological triplets made everybody love them. They were about 11 years old.

"Mother, when will this horrible storm go away?" The blonde asked, with fear in his voice.

"Soon, sweetie," She replied, her red eyes showing fear as well.

"Why, is someone afraid of a little rain?" The green eyed boy teased his blonde brother.

"Oh, quit messing around! If I recall correctly, father told me that a storm as brutal as this one was last seen nearly 150 years ago," The orange haired boy stated.

Their father nodded with his eyes closed, then opened them again revealing deep green eyes, "Let's just hope it passes soon before it gets any worse," Before any one of them noticed, the whole continent of Piratesland started to flood, causing their shelter to topple over. One by one, the walls start to violently shake which resulted in cracking. As their mother was struggling to stand back up, a huge piece falls on her, killing her instantly.

"Mother, no!" The young boys ran over to the large rock that sat on their poor mother. To their own surprise, they started crying harder than they ever had in their lives; because their mother was not moving nor making a sound. Their father just stared at the rock that squashed her, seeing his beloved wife's blonde hair peeking out. His green eyes widened with horror, "Sons, I am so sorry," He pulled out his blade, pushing it into his own chest, right through his heart. He made the move quickly, knowing his sons would not hesitate to try and stop him. He loves his boys very much, but his wife was the one who would stay by his side all his life. They vowed to stick together forever – till death did them apart, which it just did. He couldn't stand to not be at his wife's side.

"Father! Why!?" They caught him just in time before his face hit the ground.

"You'll all be wonderful men when you grow up. You have made your mother and I very, very proud," He coughed up some blood, before passing out never to wake up again. His orange hair covered his face as his body fell limp.

"No!" The boys screamed in agony, causing the rest of the stone shelter to collapse. They tried to get away from the horrible nightmare, only to find themselves being swallowed by the angry waves, suddenly separated from each other.

~10 Years Later~

The green eyed boy still remembers the disturbing tragedy he and his brothers went through at such a young age. Unfortunately, he never really found out what happened after the flood separated him from his brothers. He didn't even know if they were alive. He missed them very much, including his dear parents who did nothing to deserve to die, especially in that horrible way. For the past 10 years, he has been living in an island almost 500 miles away from Piratesland. He would always ask the villagers what happened after the storm, but they never spoke about it. He soon gave up when he turned 14. His mission was to look for his brothers on his own. For the past 7 years, he has been hard at work building his very own ship and studying the world map, looking out for the best routes that he will one day take at sea. The villagers always helped him, and they became a family to him for 10 years.

His name is Butch. He is now 21 years old standing at 6'0. Butch still has his spiky black hair and seductive emerald eyes. Due to lots of training over the decade, he was given a scar over his left eye, about 2 skin tones darker than his naturally light tanned skin. He also has a very, very hot to-die-for body type. Sometimes, he would wonder how his brothers are; if they are alive, how they looked, and if they had changed at all. He had a strong feeling that they were still around and breathing because they started to get tough and strong not long after their 5th birthday, when they were first introduced to self defense. Even though he kept telling himself this, he couldn't help but worry one bit. They were the only family by blood he had left. And if Butch feared anything, it would be realizing that he was alone. He couldn't stand the thought of loneliness.

He had just finished putting the ship together yesterday and was planning to see how well his ship sailed. Another villager who was his age walked up to him. He became Butch's friend since they were 12. His name is Gabriel, he had dirty blonde hair that was styled in a similar way to Butch's, and his eyes were chocolate brown.

"Hey Butch, how about we put that ship of yours into testing?"

"Yeah, sure," The ship was already in the water by a deck that kept it in place. It wasn't too big; it had his room, a small kitchen, and the deck was open. The sails were a dark green colour, like his eyes and the ship itself was black. He figured that it shouldn't be too big since he didn't really want to have a whole crew of 50 members on his ship. He wanted to go solo. He was going to search for his brothers, nothing else. Butch wasn't going to let anyone or anything get in his way.

The boys ran to the ship, while laughing along the way. As Butch stirred the wheel, the ship came to life floating away from the deck. It was a big success, the ship sailed smoothly and soundlessly.

"What are you going to call it?" Gabriel asked.

Butch thought about it. He never really knew you had to give your ship a name. Just then, an idea popped into his mind, "What do you think about The Jade Crow?"

"That's a good name, man," After about 2 hours of sailing, they came back to the deck where they first started sailing at. They walked off, and Butch made sure to keep his ship perfectly secured. If someone ever dared to try and lay a finger on his beloved work of art, those idiots were not going to see another piece daylight. He and Gabriel said their farewells as they headed off into different directions to their homes.

Butch entered a standard 2 storey kind of home. It was sort of like a cottage. The house didn't belong to him though, it belonged to a woman who was now 30 years old. She treated him like a son for the past 10 years, even though she was only 20 at the time. She could have just treated him as a younger brother, but she was very mature and knew exactly what happened to him when he told her that he was from Piratesland, hearing the news about the horrible storm that killed thousands of innocent lives. And so, she decided to become his mother. Her name was Alyssa, her dark brown hair was mid back length and her eyes were pale blue. She was very beautiful, but Butch did not like her in that way.

He was about to reach for the door knob, when the door opened, revealing a smiling Alyssa, "Hi Butch, you're just in time for dinner!" He smiled, she always knew how to keep him on the positive side.

"Thanks, A," He entered the house when she stepped aside for him to come in. She closed the door afterwards. They sat on the dinner table eating supper as Butch told her about his new ship and how well it was sailing.

"Wow that's great! I'm so proud of you, hun," She smiled. About 10 minutes later, they were finished. He went up to his room and got ready for bed. That night, he had a strange dream…

Butch was walking around in a huge forest with massively tall trees surrounding him. The sky was dark but clear. The stars twinkled, dancing around in the navy air. He was lost; and alone.

"Alyssa!" He called out. No response.

"Alyssa! Where are you!?" He was beginning to get worried. He would never let anything happen to her, she protected him with her life for 10 years and he, with no hesitation, always does the same for her.

He ran, in all sorts of directions but was still inside the deep, dark forest. What was this place? It seemed like nobody has ever set foot here for centuries. He saw a large branch next to a moss covered boulder. I swear I've passed that thing over 10 times! He said to himself. For the first time in nearly a decade, he was once again scared. Just like the darkest time of his life that separated him from his family. He did not want to lose Alyssa too. Suddenly, he heard something ruffling around in the bushes nearby. He got closer, slowly pushing the bush aside, when something jumped on him, sinking their teeth into his neck. Before he knew it, he blacked out and the last thing he heard was a faint laughter that belonged to a woman.

He woke up, shooting out of his bed as if it just caught on fire. He was sweating and breathing heavily. Butch glanced towards the window to see that it was night time, still probably about 3 AM. He exited his room, slowly walking to the kitchen to get a glass of water. He drained it down, thinking about what the hell that dream was all about. His mother always told him they were foreshadowing something, but his father said they were just false scenes that your brain makes up. He shook away the memory of the dream, trying to focus on what he was going to do today. He had no idea exactly where to search for his brothers. They could be anywhere in the world right now. Because of his worry, Gabriel would always offer to join him so he wouldn't be completely alone, but Butch refused because he didn't want to drag him into any type of danger then be responsible for everything that happened. He decided to think things through later. He made his way back to his room; hoping that he wouldn't have that strange dream crawl back into his mind.

~5 Hours Later~

Butch woke up happier than he did 5 hours ago. Luckily, that dream didn't enter his mind again. In fact, he had a peaceful, dreamless sleep, which made him feel better the minute he woke up. Today, he decided that he would sail by himself until he found his brothers. It was going to be an adventure. After he finished breakfast, he wanted to thank Alyssa for everything, because he would be leaving her for a long time. He looked for her, and saw her sitting out in the front lawn of the house. Her back was to him, looking out into the sea. He decided to tell her now, since he planned to leave in a few hours.

"Alyssa," Butch called.

She turned to him with a tear rolling down her face, "Butch," He walked up to her and reached for the tear, wiping it away, "I know that you're planning on leaving not long from now, sweetie,"

He hated himself for leaving her, but he was isolated from his brothers for a whole decade, "I'm sorry, Alyssa. Please don't cry, you've helped me out so much and raised me well. I can't thank you enough. Just remember that I'll never ever forget you, you'll always be in my heart,"

She couldn't take it anymore and broke down sobbing, "Butch, you are the child I've always wanted. You grew up well and now look at you, going off into the world alone to handle your own life. I am so proud, I will never forget you either!"

He pulled her into a long hug, kissing her forehead gently, "Once I find my brothers we will immediately sail back here and visit you. The only problem is you might have 3 times the trouble," he chuckled, trying to cheer her up a little. She smiled slightly, in return.

"I forgot you were the middle child of a triplet set. I guess that really makes you 3 that much closer," She kissed his cheek in a motherly way. Suddenly, he remembered that he secretly made something for her to keep. He reached into his pocket, and pulled out a necklace with a small jade stone in the center. It was surrounded by tiny pearls, held together with a black piece of string. He broke the hug and put the necklace over her head gently. He took her hair and put it over the necklace so it fit perfectly on her. She gasped slightly, "Oh, Butch, you didn't have to do this!" She touched the necklace, a smile forming on her face.

"But I did, and I want you to keep it," He kissed her forehead once again, before grabbing his black Pirate Captain's coat and throwing it on.

"I guess this is goodbye," she mumbled, sadness dripping off her words.

"Even though if I never come back, just know I'll never leave your heart. Okay?" He smiled down at her. They hugged once again, before he left her there. He walked over to The Jade Crow and stepped on. He grabbed his black Captain's hat with a green stripe across the bottom, and placed it on his head. He cut the rope that connected the deck to his ship, finally setting himself free. He closed his eyes, sailing away from his homeland, ready to start the search for his brothers. He looked back, seeing he was at least half a kilometre away into the massive sea, "Goodbye, Peace City,"