The ship sailed calmly on the sea. The breeze was gentle but it was enough to keep the ship moving, sea fowls glided around the ship, they're noises quite breaking the silence on the ship. Blue eyes kept blankly staring at the endless horizon in front. There wasn't much to do and her mind just kept wandering to her enigmatic past. Her golden hair was neatly tied by a red bow and a few wisps of her hair were blown alongside the wind, the once hidden katana is already visible with it's handle out of a hole in her garment. Sighing, she let herself sit, leaning on the side of the ship and ignoring the fact that the katana's shape behind her was quite uncomfortable. Grabbing her bag she took out a book and started leafing the pages for her bookmark. Her search was quite halted when a sea fowl fell a few feet beside her, dead. Len watched as a man took the knife and walked away as another yawned. She returned to her book and continued her search at the book. The boy in green was sitting abaft, patiently waiting for a bite, not knowing that the blonde haired boy had been observing him a while back. A bulky man started to vomit at the side of the ship, as he did, the captain and his crew came up on deck. Their footsteps caught some of the people's attention, Len was no exception, since she did took a one look at them before going back to what she was reading.

"How pathetic! A big guy like that getting seasick with these calm waves" A crew commented, as he looked at the vomiting guy at the side.

"It happens every time. By the time we reach Dole Island, he'll run out of things to throw up, and probably be left with skin and bones." The captain smirked.

The whole crew chuckled at what seemed like a joke to them whilst continuing to follow the captain.

"I wonder how many can handle this?" The captain looked around, observing all his passengers that are to enter the prestigious 'HUNTER EXAM'

"From looking around, the guys who have backbones are..."

Suddenly one of the crew skillfully caught the knife that had killed the sea crane a while back. He held at the ropes that seemingly supported the ship while his other hand held the knife.

"Hey bro, can you catch this?" The crew asked.

The man glared at him, annoyed.

"Bastard" The man yelled.

He climbed the same ropes but the crew hopped off it, the man followed him down and hastily attacked the crew who just dodged every attack he gave. A lot of the bored passengers ran to see the excitement. The man who was lying a few feet from Len shifted position, his expression quite mocking. Len just continued to read her book, obviously undistracted by the commotion whilst both the blonde boy and the boy in green sat silently, ignoring the noise.

The crew continued his little game, passing the knife to either hand. As he continued to amuse the whole crowd the man was already getting agitated, unable to retrieve his knife. He lunged at him but for the last time, the crew had dodged it and this time was able to point the tip of the knife at his chin.

"Oh, he's good" Amused, the man beside Len was now paying attention to fight as it ended, his eyes showing a hint of interest.

"That's enough, Gatso" The captain yelled, preventing the fight to go on any longer.

With the battle stopped, the excitement escaped the crowd and silence reigned once more as the captain turned at the defeated man.

"Get off...Get off this ship" The captain ordered at the man.

"Wh-What did you say" the man asked, sounding as if what the captain had said was incredulous.

The captain faced him fully, two men sneaked behind him and grabbed both his arms. At the captain's signal, they threw the man into the sea. The crew named, Gatso, as the captai had called him, threw a floating ring after him.

"As long as you're on my ship, you'll follow MY rules. Guys, that I don't like are going to be thrown off. Keep that in mind!" The captain yelled, making sure it was clear to all the people on board the HE is captain.

"Does being a girl count? Honestly, men are now so despicable when they have power." Len whispered, her attention still on the book.

Suddenly, the boy felt a tug at his rod. Blinking at disbelief that he had gotten a bite.

"I got something!" He yelled catching almost everyones attention.

The captain gazed at him while the man in a business man suit also became distracted. He pulled his rod, trying to reel the fish in. He was almost pulled in by the fish but maintained his composure and continued to tug back. The fish started to jump out of the water, still fighting with the boy.

"There!" The boy yelled in glee as the fish was reeled with great force.

"Hey kid, you got a big one. Plus, a flying bonto fish is very hard to catch" The captain complimented.

"I know, it's rare around the Whale Island too."

The captain smiled at him. Abruptly interrupting them the man yawned once again. Urging both of them to turn toward the man.

"The wind stopped. Now there's not even a breeze. At this pace, I wonder when we'll get to Dole Island."

Just then the boy looked up. The birds were still chattering as usual but the boy seemed to have noticed something with their chatter. The captain faced the boy once more. The boy set the fish down and faced the horizon behind him, his brow creased as if suspecting something from it.

"It's coming...A storm is coming"

The captain turned at him, surprised with the prediction the boy made.

"Yeah, right. There isn't a single wave" the man sarcastically said as he looked behind the sea at his back.

"The wind is getting moist and it's salty...the sea cranes are warning each other too."

Len payed attention this time, the boy somehow caught her interest. Standing up, she gazed up at the birds and listened to their chattering noises.

"Sea cranes? Haha...Do you know what they are saying?" the man asked in amusement.

"Yeah, but not everything" The boy answered as he turned to the man.

"Are you mocking me?" The man asked, chuckling.

The blonde-haired boy also payed attention to the sound of he sea fowls. The captain did the same thing, slightly interested and amused with the boy's ability he turned to the boy with gentle eyes.

"Kid...you got on board from Whale Island, right" The captain asked.

The boy just nodded his head in response.

"What does your father do?"

"He's a Hunter. I only know him from looking at a picture. I admire him" The boy answered, looking back at the seemingly calm horizon.

"I see, your father is a Hunter too"

The captain continued to look at the boy, his mind wandered back and imagined a person standing just beside the green boy. A person whom he respects because of the very attitude that the boy himself possessed.

"Kid"

"What?"

"How big is the storm? And when will we hit it?"

"The sea cranes say it's strong and at this rate... two hours." The boy answered in a tone of reassurance.

The captain chuckled at him, greatly impressed.

"I've had this job for a long time and you're the second one to get it right.

"Second?" The boy asked, quite confused.

"MEN! LOWER THE SAILS!" the captain yelled.

The man in the formal suit became surprised that the captain is really buying the kid's prediction of the weather. The men did as they were told, they either climbed up to fix the sails or pulled some ropes. The man walked toward them, observing or rather watching the men work. As he looked around, he saw black clouds passing by the blue, clear sky. Fewer at first then it started to multiply as it passed by. Just as he was looking at the passing nimbuses, a bucket came out of nowhere, and headed right toward him. It hits him straight to the face making it break. Pieces of it start to head towards the blonde boy in front of him. Eyes closed, he dodged the planks as if he knew where it would hit directly. Len who was standing at that time dodged one and blocked one with the book.

"Be careful!" The man yelled.

"I'm sorry, my hands slipped!" The other yelled back.

"Yeah, right. Trying to test me with this?" The man yelled back arrogantly while playing with the bucket's ring with his finger.

"Looks, like we've got a lot of tough guys this year" the captain whispered as he observantly watched them.

By evening the storm had arrived. Although the waves were big the ship was still straight. Everyone was gathered at the mast as if waiting or suspecting something to happen. before the storm starts to get wild. As lightning flashed and thunder roared the mast suddenly gave of light. Although fascinated the people were also curious about how the mast glowed.

"What is that?"

"It's St. Elmo's fire" The captain answered.

"St. Elmo's fire?" The boy asked as if what the captain had said was too confound for him to understand.

"During a thunderstorm or if an electrically charged cloud is above, static energy accumulates at high places, like the top of a mast, becomes strong enough to result in a glowing discharge" The blonde boy spoke.

The boy looked at him with great interest. Admiring the blonde's great knowledge.

"You've finally said something. Thanks for the explanation that can be found in an encyclopedia" The older man teased.

The boy narrowed his eyes at him, obviously hating the man's current arrogance. The man continued to tease the boy like a child, putting out his tongue and waving his fingers at the boy.

"Among sailors, it is said that one who sees St. Elmo's fire can't return alive" the captain explained.

"That's interesting" The man said in his arrogant way.

"A big storm is coming!" The captain scolded, looking sternly a him.

"Although I do believe that a big storm is in it for us, it sounds quite incredulous to believe at a cult superstitions like St. Elmo's fire." Len spoke as she made her way to the crowd.

The captain looked at her. Impressed that a girl is able to speak that way when a terrifying storm is about to make the sea turbulent.

I think, I'll be seeing some guys who'll be excellent Hunter material the captain thought as he gazed back at the glowing mast.

As the storm raged on the ship had started to become a plaything to the waves. The very picture of a tumultuous ocean in a tempest could be seen, chances that the ship would ever make it through seemed quite impossible with such a situation. As the thundered roared and the lightning flashed the ship continued it's way, it was as if it was ignoring the wild rampage the sea was making at it. Inside the ship, the passengers were inside, dry but being thrown over here and there with the waves force on the ship. The lantern barely stayed still which made the light quite impossible for reading. A lot of the apples started rolling about everywhere. Len stayed at the side and just kicked every apple that came her way in boredom. The boy in green was amusedly walking on an overturned barrel and just seemed to be playing with the changing direction of the room. A man somewhere held tightly at a box calling his mother. As the storm continued to rage about, the blonde boy seemed to have taken a nap on his hammock, ignoring the racket below him, while the other man took a bite at an apple while maintaining his balance as he sat in the middle.

~Wind blow more,

~In a storrm over the ocean~

The captains song was abruptly stopped as Gatso opened the door.

"Captain, the bottom of the ship is leaking!" he informed.

"Damn it! Plug it with the asses of the useless guys lying around."

"Aye aye, sir" the crew smirked.

"Hard to port, AYE! Were going to FLY!" the captain shouted as he ship was thrown by big wave. The thunder was loud and lightning was sharp. One of the fast lights hit the main mast causing a cut that might end up destroying the top.

-End-

Iyachu: I guess I got carried away with writing. This one is quite longer than the first one. I was thinking of putting a whole episode but it seems I could only write up to here. I will try to catch up with some of the chapters but please bear with me more since I am trying to balance my schedule as a student and as an authoress. Hope you enjoy more of the renewed chapters (of course, with my oc in it, I couldn't help renewing the anime). By the way, I wrote this by the way I view the anime when I watch so, I guess it's not as many would probably expect.