So, this is my first ever fan fiction. I just had this idea randomly, and I decided to write it down. I am not known for my English, some days it is debatable if I can speak it at all, so this will probably be terrible. Try and read it though, and tell me if it is okay. Super thank you if you do read it. Enjoy. :D

August 13th 1602, Indonesia

The weather in Indonesia this time of year was always hot and humid, though he was used to it, having lived there his whole life. There was a soft breeze, he could feel it against his caramel skin. The trees were swaying gently in the wind, the leaves making a quiet rustling sound. Magnus loved his home, and could not think of any place he would rather be. It was beautiful, and he was really happy here. Of course there was the whole problem of crushing on a few boys in his village, which was not strictly liked (or known) in his culture. Oh well, girls were plenty attractive, so nobody had to ever know, right?

"Magnus , come on" came an irritating voice from behind Magnus. He turned around to see his friend, Raphael, or as he was known, Rafe. Thought Rafe was marginally attractive, Magnus felt nothing towards him, and only really stuck with him because he had known him for ages. Rafe's parents had passed away when he was young , and Magnus' mum had taken him, making them almost brothers.

"Coming, coming" was his dry response. He started walking towards him, his stride long and slow.

"Must you permanently look like you're bored? It's very irritating." Complained Rafe, and exasperated look on his face.

"Darling, you know I'm fabulous, just admit it." He heard Rafe mumble something along the line of 'pretentious, stuck up, arrogant' follow by some thing that rhymed with 'glass mole'.

Together they ventured along the wide strip of sand, the white sand shimmering beneath their feet. The teal water brushed up against them, the foam white and bubbly. Right now, the water was mild, and caused no great shock at contact. They walked side by side in the direction of the village.

Finally they reached it, and Magnus and Rafe entered the small modest hut that they shared. It had been Magnus' (and kind of Rafe's) mum's home, that they had shared with her, until she passed away a few years ago. Magnus' father was a forbidden topic in their household, and always had been. He had no face, an unknown fear of both Magnus and his mum's for forever now, and was never mentioned. Anyhow, the outside of the hut was simple and modest, the same as all the other buildings in the village. Inside though, it was completely unique. There was no doubt what belonged to who. Rafe's belongings were always neutral colours, brown, black. Everything Magnus owned though, had at least a dash of colour in it, if not some vibrant shade of green or fuchsia. Magnus always went out of his way to make a statement. Every time he went anywhere, he was the centre of attention. All eyes are always on him, and he like nothing better.

One side was simple, the other strewn with coloured items. Magnus had a very colourful, flamboyant attitude, and showed this through his things.

"Come on Magnus, we need to do something,all you were doing was staring of into space and contemplating life, which in the end is not very beneficial."

"Don't be such a worry wort, I'll do something," he started to move things from the floor of the hut to his bed, which in the end did not do much. "See? I'm doing something" Rafe just rolled his eyes and walked through the door. Sighing, Magnus dumped the pile in of things he had been 'cleaning' and followed his friend. He understood that he could be a eccentric, but surely his fabulousness made up for that.

Outside, he could not see his friend, but caught sight of his other friend, Catarina, aka Cat.

"Cat!" Yelled Magnus, trying to get her attention. She turned around and waved at him, acknowledging that she had heard him. He jogged up to her and stopped a her side.

"Hello darling, how are you? It's been so long since I last saw you." Cat also rolled her eyes.

"I saw you just this morning" she complained, annoyed.

"True, but where's the fun in being so literal? Anyhow, care to join me on an adventure to the beach? It looks lovely today" retorted Magnus. Suspicious, Cat answered:

"I will, one one condition."

"And what would that be."

"Try and refrain from being so irritating."

"When am I ever irritating?" Asked a innocent but smirking Magnus. Catarina just rolled her eyes.

So they walked together towards the beach again. The wind had died down slightly, and the temperature had risen. The water caused permanent humidity, and the dense air clung to both of their tanned skin. The clear water coated their feet, cool and refreshing. They walked in a pleasant silence only achievable between close friends. Magnus' history with Cat went back far. They had known each other their whole life, as they had, along with everyone in their village, lived in the same area for years and years. They had grown up together, and had been friends forever. As to what they looked like, (AN needed it in here somewhere) Magnus had caramel skin and everything he did was graceful, from walking to sleeping and being annoying. His eyed were an odd, enticing goldish-green colour, and obviously had a beautiful diamond shape, slanted in a very sexy way. Catarina had dark skin, darker then most. She was an exotics beauty and had luscious dark hair and intelligent, warm eyes. You could tell just by looking at her that she was friendly and kind. She actually helped many medically, and was respected throughout the village for her 'magical medical abilities'. Magnus, Cat and Rafe were nearly always together, friends since birth. Speaking of Raphael, Rafe ended up seeing they strolling along the beach, and joined them.

"So" said Magnus, as a conversation starter. "I feel like we need to do this more often. Just enjoy each other company" he started, surprising his friends with his friendly statement. And then he continued, " and in return for my fabulous company, you could help clean my room" *insert sweet smile from Magnus here*. This earned yet another eye role . Back to the normal Magnus they were used to.

They walked a while longer, chatting and enjoying their surroundings. Magnus was staring of into the horizon when something caught his eye. There, where the water met the sky was a ship. He could see its billowing sails and dark wood. He stopped, startling his friends. They followed his line of sight, and both paled considerably. This could not be a coincidence, there was no reason for this foreign ship to be here, except one. Still not moving, he realised how his life was going to change forever.

How was it, should I continue? Was it terrible? Okay? Please review, and be honest. Thanks for reading. :D