Chapter Two
Interruption
Westly walked through the rural area of his town as he imagined this would be one of the last time's he took a good and long look around it. It was mostly a dock as it was once North Blue's trade center, but after the Revolutionary Army took over the seas it was turned into a town used for ship storage. Their town was the infamous black market hub of the underworld, Francisco Town. Now the only illegal thing that's sold around here are fireworks due to the dock almost being burned down because of an explosion one caused after it wasn't launched correctly. The highlight of the town isn't even a part of the town. It's known as Marietta's Cove which is a cove containing Marine ships that are still intact, preserved by a wealthy family who basically owns the town. The land towards the back of Francisco was Apple Island, most of it being uninhabited. It once used to be a beautiful place, but now it's full of craters and swords. If you're lucky you might find an old flintlock from the battles the Marines and Revolutionaries constantly fought as the Marines were chased off the island. Westly always heard wonderful stories about the Marines from his father, Westly T. Pistol, as he'd talk of how life was better and now there's no order in the seas. He talked to Westly about how he had never been able to do great or meaningful things besides raising him and his siblings. So Westly, his father's namesake, felt obligated to go on this journey even if he didn't want to. Westly stopped daydreaming as he arrived at the marketplace with Caitlyn still on his back. She had been speaking this whole time, but Westly managed to block her out. This was a feat not easily accomplished by him. "-I really like what they did with the place," Caitlyn said as she finished up the conversation she was having with a Westly that wasn't responding back to her. "The marketplace is looking really full right about now."
"Of course it is, it's rush hour." Westly finally spoke, as he finally was feeling the strain of having Caitlyn on his back. But the marketplace was busy, even for a time such as rush hour. Westly had a weird feeling though as if someone was watching them and usually Westly's feeling was correct. This type of feeling wasn't one to be shaken off easily either. There have been a string of beatings of the past couple of weeks as people would get jumped for no specific reason. Some people blame the revolutionary youth program for this attack, but town hall can't pin anything on them unless there is solid evidence against them. That being said, town hall isn't really looking intently into the situation. Caitlyn seemed to feel Westly tense up as she finally got off his back. "Just stay close to me." He said reiterating what Caitlyn had been feeling. Westly moved towards the food spice vendor as he began to speak.
"Good afternoon, could I just get six brandish peppers?" The vendor mumbled something under his breath before presenting the price of one by pointing to a sign above the peppers. Westly did the math in his head as he realized he didn't have enough for it. Embarrassed as Caitlyn raised an eyebrow towards a Westly that wasn't even attempting to take out the money a hand slammed down on the vendor's counter as it left more than enough money on it.
"Keep the change."
A familiar voice said as Westly turned his head to the right as a boy slightly more tan than Westly with dark brown eyes and black hair that was put up into some sort of poofy man bun. The boy stood above him a couple inches. He was even some inches taller than Caitlyn, who had claimed to be two inches taller than Westly. He had a scar visibly caused by a burn that decorated his left cheek as who it was became very apparent to Westly. "Oh hey Andreas fancy seeing you here, nice of you to pay for me." Andreas spoke in a mocking manner as he wrapped his arm around Westly's neck, resting his elbow on Westly's shoulder. Westly had been frozen as the bag of brandish peppers were shoved into his hand by Caitlyn who shot Andreas a look of disgust. They had some history. Andreas merely chuckled at the look before walking forward forcing Westly to walk with him.
"So Westly how goes it?" Westly finally was shaken out of his momentary frozen state.
"You know Andreas you didn't have to pay for me."
"I know but I have to pay this town back somehow for what my family had done, why not start with buying a friend some food." Andreas' family, the Torres family, happened to be wealthy family that took control of Apple Island after the Revolutionaries started loosening their grip on it. Although instead of bettering the town like they claimed they were doing, they managed to make its economy worse than it was during the fighting. Andreas is different from them, at least that's what Westly thinks. He doesn't flaunt his wealth like the rest of his family and treats people as if they're living things with rights, which is why he's pretty much just an outsider to his family. His family also happens to own Marietta's Cove and fund Revolutionary youth program.
"Well thanks anyways." Caitlyn spoke with a little bit of attitude, but the sincerity was there. Andreas recognized this as his face was solemn for a second. "Watch the attitude I almost thought you meant that." He smirked as Caitlyn looked as if she was going to pounce on him before calming down again. "So what's the real reason why you came over here Andreas?" Andreas kept the smirk on his face as he seemed as if he was glad Caitlyn asked. "They have a new Marine ship in Marietta's Cove, I wanted you guys to come check it out with me."
Caitlyn's face lit up as the only thing her and Andreas had in common was their sense of adventure. Westly's feeling of being watched never left his side and now Caitlyn and Andreas were already skating off towards a cove that was famous for housing the souls of dead marines. Yeah, he had very bad feeling about what was about to happen next.
[Editor's Note: This is a group project so I hope you can all bear with us. The characters portrayed in the story are all original and will go through a series of their own challenges to increase development. -X]
