Chapter 1- The damsel's Life-clock is ticking; enter Brotherly Conflict
Peter's mind was going crazy. His heart was filled with anger and with it an unbearable craving for revenge against Alyssa. How dare she kidnap his beloved for her own evil ends and intentions; she would pay for this act with her very life. "I'm coming to get you, Wendy Lady! And I'm not leaving until your captor is dead!" Peter screamed, raising his voice against the incoming tide.
Marco heard the scream even against the enormously loud sounds of the sea and the ferocious night winds. Katherine had fallen asleep against his muscular chest. Even as they'd been sleeping, Marco could sense that something evil was taking place. He didn't know exactly what it was; and for the most part, he hadn't really cared.
Now though, as the scream continued to emanate from that unknown source, he could feel the call to leave this position of peace and love with Katherine, and journey into the unknown danger and possible tragedies that might result. Gently, he maneuvered himself to the foot of the bed.
With even greater care, he lowered his beloved into the bed, her long flowing hair caressing down her upper body and completely covering her half-naked form. Grabbing a pencil and a short sheet of parchment, he wrote the following letter to her:
My beloved Katherine:
It is with great haste that I write this to you, for I fear that something has happened to Peter. Do not worry about me; just stay put here in the fortress, you're guaranteed safety if you do so. As for the situation, I am afraid that Alyssa is behind it somehow. I am going to help Peter until this issue is resolved. Be back ASAS (as soon as it is safe)
Love, Marco Ferrarro.
Throwing his shirt and jacket on, Marco sped towards Peter's hideout. When he touched down on the shore, he found Peter completely naked and covered in blood on his hands and knees. Peter was pounding his fist into the dirt and sand, clearly upset and boiling with anger.
Marco tried to help Peter to his feet, only for Peter to strike him in the chest. Peter screamed, grabbing Marco by the leg in a very strong grip. "Peter, what are you doing?!" Marco screamed. Peter slammed Marco into the sand and threw him against the rocky terrain.
Peter struck him in the face with his sword, causing a small streak of blood to appear on Marco's cheek. A wave of anger washed through him. "Sorry Peter, no hard feelings; but I have to end this now. Sorry bro." Marco said, striking Peter in the face with just enough force to knock him out.