Family lost
Family lost
There was a time were my life was easy, as easy as life can possibly be when you're poor. We managed; my parents, my brother and me. And although my brother could seem a little rough to those who didn't knew I knew better. One thing was certain; he'd beat the crap out of everyone who dared insult me; even those much older and bigger than him.
Then disease claimed our parents and we were left alone. Two young people, barely in our twenties. I had only one choice: selling my body, become a prostitute. He protested, my brother, but it was the only way. I knew it.
I got a son. Never knew who the father was. Doesn't matter. For years things seemed as okay as possible. Until they came from the navy telling my brother he should've gone to serve long time ago, and, while they were there, taking my son as well. I tried to object; telling them that my son was barely fourteen. They didn't listen. With one blow I was alone. For the first time in my life.
Last thing I heard they'd left the navy, become pirates. Can't say I blame them. It's been years since I lost them. The war on piracy is starting and somehow I know they'll be in the middle of it.
Just a short fic! Try if you can guess who her brother and son is! :D