Um, yes. I will rewrite my story „Beyond the Sea". It was a suggestion by Emerald Eyes of Flame. And I guess she's right. The last time was rushed and too short. I should have made more of it. And now I will (at least that's my intention. XD)!!

Hmmm…. Seems like I write too much.

But I lately had some problems with writing stories. I wasn't able to type a word. Well, nothing that made sense. Hope that I'm over with that little crisis. It really scared me…

Pairing: Remus x Sirius

Rating: M 'coughs'

Disclaimer: Not mine…

Beyond the Sea

Coming Aboard

It was a sunny day, and the captain of the Lost Angel really loved the sun. He loved bright days and when the soft rays of the sun warmed his skin. Slowly the ship approached the coast of northern Scotland. Only some fishing villages lined the coast but the pirates sometimes found rare treasures where one wouldn't suspect to find them…

Remus stood on the front of his ship, the wind blowing his brownish blond hair. The village they approached was small but he guessed that the villagers had seen the ship by now. And they would see the black flag high on the mast. Pirates! Remus nodded. Yes, they would've seen his ship by now, but it didn't matter. The people he was looking for wouldn't run.

When they came nearer Remus could see the villagers run from their small houses, little fishing boats were trying to reach the shore, loud voices shrieking one word over and over: "Pirates!" The captain smiled to himself. Yes, yes. Pirates. Soulless bastards, robbing, stealing, monsters. Thieves. But what did people know? It had not been easy for Remus to make the decision. But he had no regrets. His life was just fine as it was now.

Except one small, furry thing…

Flashback

It had been a long day out on the fields when young Remus made his way back home to the small house of his parents. He had chosen the short cut through the forest. His parents hated when he walked that way. His mom often told him, how dangerous it was. Sometimes, when she found out he had come home through the forest, she would yell at him out of pure fear.

And Remus didn't want to upset her even more. He went through the forest, but never told her or his father. The boy was tired, when his day on the field finished. He had to work. His mother would stay at home the whole day, care for his three little sisters and his father. That was the other problem: Remus' father had lost one leg while he was out in the forest, felling trees. So it was Remus who had to work all day, gaining money so that his family would survive. Once his sisters were old enough they would have to work with him on the fields as well.

While walking home nine year old Remus thought about all this and didn't notice someone sneaking up behind him, following him like a shadow in the trees. The boy was so lost in his dark thoughts he didn't notice that all the birds stopped singing and the forest itself seemed to be quiet.

It was late and it was already dark, especially in the forest where the last rays of sunlight could not reach him. Remus was not afraid. He loved the silvery moonlight, the sparkling stars and he loved the darkness. It was like a soft velvet cover after a day out in the hot sun.

The shadowy figure came closer and closer to young Remus, watching him, baring white teeth, longer, sharper than normal teeth should be. The boy would be an easy victim. He was so small and oblivious to the danger around him…

A shadow leapt out of the trees and strong arms encircled a stunned Remus who was too surprised to cry. He simply tried to struggle free from the iron-like grip but he was held tight against a strong body, his back pressed against a hard chest.

"No…let me go! Let go of me!", he pleaded. But the grip around his fragile shoulders got only harder. "Please…" A low grumble was heard behind him, when the man who had his arms around the small boy leaned down so that his foul breath brushed across Remus' cheek.

"May I introduce myself? My name is Fenrir Greyback. I'm sure, dear boy, you'll never forget me." A deep voice whispered into his ear. Remus shuddered. What was that supposed to mean? He realized it only seconds later, when long teeth buried themselves in the soft flesh of young Remus' tanned shoulder. Remus screamed and struggled, but the man was stronger. He ripped at the boy's flesh, let his claws rip apart the soft brown shirt.

And Greyback was amused. He loved when his prey was afraid. That made it even better to go out for hunting. Greyback liked them young and this boy was just perfect. How silly of him to go out into the woods alone. Fenrir laughed slightly when the boy in his arms lost consciousness. He let him glide to the floor, leaving him for the animals…

End of Flashback

Remus shook his head, the breeze of the sea not strong enough to clear the dark thoughts that troubled his mind. He tried to focus on the coast and on the landing of his ship. His men were busy with the ropes and Remus turned his attention on them. When they were done and ready to go ashore, he walked towards them.

"You know what to do, right?", he asked in a loud voice that was used to give instructions. "Right!", his men said as one and left the ship, Remus following them.

Like always they found the rundown building immediately, it was grey and shabby but it was exactly what the pirates were looking for. The small prisons of small fishing villages. They held persons that were convicted for small things, for their poverty even. Remus knew what it was like… they had lost everything and the last thing was to loose freedom. So they would be grateful to be freed by the pirates. And if they were not, they were free to leave the ship in the next harbour.

The villagers were nowhere to be seen, they didn't care if anything was stolen. They weren't fighters, they simply tried to survive. That was fine with Remus. He didn't intend to kill anyone. He simply took the prisoners with him and would leave for another village. Some day he would be able do find the treasure he was looking for. He just needed a crew.

"Captain!", one of his men called out to Remus and ran towards him. "There is something, someone… I think you should see.", he said. Remus nodded and followed him into the building that was used as a prison by the villagers. It was small, dark and it stank. How he hated such places. They reminded him of his own past…

When his eyes had adjusted to the darkness he could see some of his crew leading away a few prisoners. One was still in his prison cell. His hands were heavily bound by chains and he was also tied to the wall. Remus stared at him. The image reminded him of something he hated to think about. "Who is he?", he whispered. His crewman – Seamus – shook his head.

"I don't know. But he looks dangerous…", he said.

Remus opened the door that lead to the cell and crouched before the black haired man whose face was hidden behind a curtain of dark strands. "Who are you?", he asked, but the man wouldn't look up. Remus forced a hand beneath his chin and brought the man's face up, so that he could look into his eyes. The captain gasped.

He had never seen such dark eyes. They were nearly as black as the hair surrounding the pale face. And what a beautiful face that was… "Who are you? Why are you bound so heavily?"

Sirius tried to stay still. Pirates… he should have known, when he had heard the shouts of the panicking villagers. But nevertheless they had noticed him, chained to the wall like he was some really dangerous criminal. He was not.

When the man crouched in front of him – apparently the captain of that filthy bunch of men – Sirius avoided his eyes. He didn't want to be seen by anyone. Not even by a pirate. He should have stayed in the country. Being alone was okay, no one got suspicious. But he had come here, bored and alone, looking for some friends in the village. They had found out who he was… That should never have happened. Now he was in thins stinking hole they called a prison.

"Who are you? Why are you bound so heavily?" The captain had asked and only two seconds later he felt a hand under his chin, forcing his head upwards. He felt so mortified… He wished a hole in the ground would swallow him right now. "Answer me!", his voice was firm. Dominant. He was used to give orders. And he was used to people who followed that orders. Slowly Sirius opened his eyes. He was stunned!

The man in front of him looked nothing like he had imagined a pirate to look like. He was handsome. His brownish hair framed a beautiful face with deep amber eyes that looked deep into his eyes. He wore a large and worn hat, old but comfortable looking clothes and a sabre at his belt.

"Who are you?", once again that question and Sirius could tell that the captain got impatient.

"I'm a mage!"

Remus started, when he heard the velvety voice speak those simple words. Honey. Pure honey… He stood up and looked at Seamus. "We take him with us. Free him!", he said and left the prison behind.

When he stepped out into the sun, Remus took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Unwanted images flashed behind his eyes.

Flashback

Young Remus woke up with a start, his mother's face above him and his father next to his bad. "How…when…?", he stammered and saw the tears that shimmered in his mother's eyes. Who had found him? What had happened. He remembered being in the forest and then… His hand tried to touch his neck but his mother caught his hand in hers.

"Don't.", she whispered and instantly he knew that it hadn't been a bad dream. This stranger had found him in the forest and bitten his neck. But why? He looked out of the window, the sun was setting and it was close to dusk. Had he slept that long?

A terrible pain in his whole body interrupted his thoughts. It felt like his flesh was torn from his bones, like his limbs tried to break free from his skin. "Mom…", he whimpered and closed his eyes in pain. "Mom, help me!" A growl rose in his throat and the boy was sure he had heard a wolf. He looked at his hands. They looked like claws. Oh Gods… What was wrong with him, what had this man done to him. He remembered his name. Fenrir Greyback. Who was he, what had he done? Remus body arched in pain, his eyes rolled back in his head and when he opened them again they looked like melted gold. They glowed, even more than usual.

After some minutes of screaming in pain, the wolf got out of bed and ran out of the small house. Remus knew that he had lost his mind. He walked on all fours. A small part of his human consciousness was still there and Remus was well aware, what happened to him. His nose caught the scent of the fresh air. It was so much richer than usual. He sniffed. He listened. He was a wolf…A monster. The boy was turned into a werewolf.

In sheer panic his paws clawed at his chest. What had happened? He sat back on his hind legs and howled at the moon till the sun rose.

And then the nightmare didn't end. In pain he turned back into his human form and lay naked in a pool of his own blood, when many hands grabbed him and dragged him into a dark room. They didn't bother to give him clothes. They simply fastened him to the wall, calling him a monster.

Remus had cried the whole time. Neither his mother nor his father had tried to free him. He had refused to eat until someone had found him: the pirates.

End of Flashback

While the dark haired man was lead onto the ship Remus watched from the bridge. Sirius seemed proud and he held his head up high, his eyes half closed against the sun. Remus was fascinated. He wanted to know more about him.

Perhaps Sirius was one of the treasures Remus intended to find…

Okay… here it is, the first part of my rewritten story. Hope you liked it and hope it is worth to go on with it. I'm so tired now -.-

And I hope it was not too confusing with all those flashbacks

Please review!!!