˝Would you die tonight for love...this life ain't worth living...join me˝- Someone sang on the upper deck. Kidd yawned with a cup of coffee in his hand. Just before the first rays of sun showed themselves he spotted Killer by the rail by himself. He coughed before approaching. He wasn't awake properly and he didn't want a scythe in his face first thing in the morning.
˝We're approaching the island˝- Kidd commented silently. There was a faint outline just on the horizon of white peaks.
˝Mhm˝
˝Still singing?˝
˝Do you hear it?˝- Killer asked in an annoyed tone, it sounded even more nasal then usual. Maybe even accompanied by an eye roll.
˝You're humming. Is the ship ready to take on supplies and shit?˝- His coffee was getting cold and that only made him grumpy. Right from the morning, great.
˝Yeah, yeah, the crew is waking up and getting ready, we'll reach it under an hour or so.˝- Killer added. He lifted his mask and massaged his jaw. Kidd noticed stubble as yellow as egg yolk and snorted. - ˝What?˝
˝Nuthin', anyways wake me when we get here˝- Kidd turned to walk back into the belly of the ship. His cabin was in the far back, shelted by the rest of the cabins and rooms. It was a room littered in screws, books, scraps of metal and empty bottles. In the middle was his king sized bed with rumbled sheets. Kidd didn't care much for it, the most important thing was keeping the charts and books neat, everything else didn't matter really. Did Killer grunt? Maybe, he didn't care much, the coffee wasn't working so it was off to snooze land.
He fell onto the bed and exhaled into the sheets. The ship was still quiet, the crew slowly waking up and changing the night shift, preparing breakfast and readying the ship for docking. He could even sleep through the whole day and not miss a thing.
Well that was a lie, he'd miss how Killer would fidget and avoid his remarks. Maybe Heat would add something about the blue flames up his ass. He laughed into his mattracce. Something was poking his thigh. Groaning he turned over to find a metal pin sticking out of the matracce. Kidd rolled his eyes and flicked his finger activating the Devil fruit ability and moving the annoying thing. As soon as the pin hit the floor Kidd drifted to a dreamless nap.
The streets were busy, wasn't that what you wanted to read? People everywhere, merchants, travelers, ordinary folk going on with their merry business. Well, not quite. It was quiet. Empty and cold. The Kidd pirates were taking supplies and various things while the town yawned in its emptiness.
˝Guess like someone scared everyone away˝- a crew member commented. You couldn't even see him behind the boxes of toilet paper he was holding. - ˝I don't wanna wipe my ass with sea weed ever again˝- He added and took of for the ship. Killer chuckled and continued to walk through town. He left Kidd half dead in his bed and decided to ditch him for the resupplies. Why would he need him anyways? He'd be only poking his head or trying to scare someone or something. They would be done before the log pose would set this way.
The funny thing is he saw the first signs of this „friend"-of his and remembered a drunk night when Kidd had spilled some beans. Some juicy, dirty beans. Kidd was a lousy drunk and he had the memory of an elephant.
˝Killer! Look at this˝- One of the crew shouted from behind him. There was a door, left ajar, with red paint all over its hinges. A symbol, messily drawn was encircled. There was no mistaking the pungent smell of rusty nails and acidity. Blood.
˝I see, get the men away and tell them to finish up quickly˝- Something hit his arm. It was just a pat of cold. Snow flakes. This island was prone to change from autumn to winter in just a few hours.
˝Aye,aye!˝- He heard the men. Pulling out a small notebook and a pen from his back pocket he started to copy the symbol. A round shape filled with two smaller circles. There were numbers and letters inside. He recognized a constellation, the small dipper in the bottom corner. More symbols along the bottom left edge and what appeared to be a seven pointed star.
It wasn't like something he saw before, too many round shapes and drawn in blood on someone's door. It was fresh blood as well. The fruits and vegetables they've taken were fresh too, the baked goods still warm yet you could sense there wasn't anyone living here in months.
˝This place makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up˝- A familiar voice said. Killer almost jumped at the sudden sound. Growling he turned to Heat. The blunette grinned. ˝Jumpy?˝
˝This was deserted months ago, make everyone check the shit we take. It can't be just as easy˝
˝Why not? I mean, maybe they knew pirates would go through these waters and just said fuck it?˝- Heat suggested. He walked to the door and dipped his finger in the blood.- ˝It's animal, not human˝
˝Let's pack up and leave everything? Not possible and they could not have known and that was disgusting˝
˝Necessary, maybe a sacrifice or a protection spell˝- Heat said licking his finger clean.
˝Didn't know your tongue was blue˝
˝All of me is blue˝- Heat winked.
˝Aand I still think you're the only idiot crazy enough to call Kidd your best friend˝- The blunette laughed ˝Funny you use the word spell˝
˝I didn't meet our new friend, only what Kidd spoke of˝
˝Why the mystery?˝
˝Ask him, pretty sensitive about the stuff˝- Heat said biting his lip. His eyes were mischievously turned upwards. The fucker knew something but refused to say.
Killer groaned ˝I have this shit to deal and you want me to play games with Kidd? Again one of his stupid games, why can't he focus on the task ahead? Oh you know the fucking piracy?!˝
˝You get your period Killer?˝
˝I don't. get. Periods.˝
˝You sure?˝
˝Fuck you˝
˝We did that˝- Another smug wink. He got a groan in response. ˝Killer, chill you'll understand once we get to the Vulcan Island˝- That got his attention.
˝Vulcan?˝
˝Yup˝
˝Kidd has a friend alchemist?!˝
˝Sort of˝
a/n: This should answer who did who in the last chapter. I'm, late with the update I know, sorry.