Me: Yay chapter 2!
Gilbert: Is the awesome me-
Me: Yes, Gil, you're in this chapter.
Gilbert: Yes! I'm so awesome!
Ludwig: Bruder, please. There is no need to be so excited.
Lovino: Yea sit down you albino bastard!
Gilbert: Jeez fine you un-awesome people...
Me: *sigh* on with the story
Lovino sat in the darkness waiting for the Spanish captain to return. He was alone.
'What if he doesn't come back?' Lovi thought with fear. Silent tears rolled down the little Italian's cheeks as he thought of what might happen to him. Just then he heard heavy footsteps. But then a strange voice with a British accent ordered
"Check the ship for any places Carriedo might be hiding his treasure!"
Lovi froze with fear. What if the English man found him? Would he be hurt? Captured? Killed? Lovino never found out. The pirate then announced there was nothing there and left with his crew. And so the boy was forced to wait longer. After what seemed like hours, he heard the door creak open and more footsteps head over to the room he was hiding in. The door opened and Lovi sighed with relief to see Antonio there. But his relief soon turned to worry when he saw the blood staining the captain's garments. The dark red substance was everywhere and the room smelled strongly of iron.
"Lovino," Antonio whispered softly "are you alright?"
Lovino nodded and tears started to fall out of his big brown eyes. "Hey now, you don't have to cry." Antonio comforted.
"It'll all be okay. No need for tears."
Antonio got down on his knees, so he was eye level with the child. He found a clean handkerchief in his pocket and wiped Lovino's eyes with it.
"There you go. Better?" Lovino sniffled and nodded.
"Good," the pirate said getting up "I have to go help my crew. Would you like to help?"
"Sí," Lovi answered "I'll help as best I can."
"Alright," Antonio replied "but if anything bothers you, don't be afraid to stop."
And with that he went out onto the main deck.
'What could possibly bother me?' Lovi wondered as he followed the captain. When Lovi walked out, he immediately felt sick. Horrific was the only word to describe the scene. There was blood everywhere. Half the men lay dead on the deck, stained a dark gruesome red. Body parts were strewn about the ship like confetti. Severed limbs were lying on the floors along with things from stomachs and hearts to ears and eyes. The other side of the ship was burned black as if it were on fire not long ago. Lovino ran to the side of the ship, nearly slipping in the human remains, and promptly threw up over the side. Even the water below was not its usual deep blue but a light shade of scarlet as lots of blood had been lost in the sea. Antonio came up and put a hand on Lovi's back.
"Too much?" he asked calmly. Lovino nodded his head and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.
"Why don't you go down in the lower decks until you feel better?" Antonio suggested. "I'll clean this up."
"S-sí," Lovi responded shakily. Antonio walked him down to the lower levels and sat him down at a table.
"You sit here," he ordered "If you need anything just give a shout."
And with that Antonio went above to clean up his enemies and crew off the decks.
Lovino sat at the table, trying to calm himself down. The dead lying on the deck above had made him pretty sick. Lovino decided he wanted to lie down, so he started to make his way to Antonio's bunk where his bed was. When he got to the main deck he saw the Spaniard on his knees staring at the bodies that littered the floors. Blood and sweat spattered his face as he looked up at Lovi.
"Where are you going?" he questioned.
"I-I just need to lie down," Lovi responded.
Antonio nodded as Lovino turned away to proceed to the bunk. When Lovi was about to sit he noticed another ship out the window.
'Are we going to be attacked again?' Lovi feared, 'we've already been hit hard and can't possibly survive another pirate attack!'
At this Lovi felt hot tears threaten to spill out of his shiny eyes. What if he were to die on this damned ship? He would never get to see Feliciano again. He would never see his beautiful home of Italy again. However, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of people, no, pirates, boarding the Venganza. He immediately ran up to the thick wooden door and pressed his ear against it to see if he could hear anything without going out, in case it was dangerous. He heard Antonio speaking in his usual Spanish accent but he heard another voice as well. It wasn't Spanish or English but rather it was German. Lovino cautiously opened the door and saw another pirate, with a small blonde boy next to him, talking with Antonio. This pirate was odd looking though. His hair was a silver colour that shone brightly in the hot sun and he had dark crimson eyes, like the blood spilt on the ship. Suddenly the crimson eyes came to rest on the Italian staring through the doorway. The pirate then began to walk up to Lovino. As the German got closer, Lovi recoiled in terror that this man was going to take him away or, perhaps even kill him. The pale albino started to laugh and he fixed the captain hat placed on his head.
"No need to be afraid of the awesome me!" he said cockily. "Antonio! Is this the little Lovino you told me about?" he called to Antonio, who was inspecting one of the cuts on his left arm.
"Hmm? Ah sí. Lovi come say hi to Gilbert." Antonio urged.
"Well I'll go first," Gilbert offered "I'm (the awesome) Gilbert Beilschmidt! Captain of die Angst. And this is Ludwig," he indicated the small blonde boy peaking out from behind his legs. "Oh and this is Gilbird!" he suddenly took a bird from the top of his hat.
"I'm L-Lovino Vargas," Lovi greeted in return.
"Kesesese~," the German laughed "What's this?" he pointed at Lovi's curl coming from the side of his head.
"M-my curl?"
"Ja that! It's very interesting..." Gilbert reached out to grab Lovino's curl but the Italian was too quick, and he ran and hid behind Antonio.
"Guess that's a no-no," Gil smiled.
"Oh well, I guess curiosity killed the Gilbird." Then Ludwig pulled at the hem of Gilbert's coat.
"Can we go now?" Ludwig asked in a very thick German accent. "Ja, in a minute." Then Gilbert turned to Antonio,
"Francis will probably be along too considering he's never far behind Arthur. If you need anything you can always call me."
"Gracias, Gil. I'll see you soon then."
"Ja, see you soon. Bye Lovi." Gil took Ludwig's hand and they headed back to die Angst. "Bye!" Ludwig called as they began to sail away.
"Lovino?" Antonio asked. "What?"
"Why won't you let anyone touch your hair curl?"
Lovi froze at this question. Why did it feel weird when someone touched his curl? Lovi sighed and shrugged.
"I don't know, damn it." And he walked off to get a tomato. As he started to make his way down the stairs, Lovi ran into a few of the crew members, obviously drunk.
"Hey!" one of them stuck a finger in Lovino's face "It's that little kid who we always see running around!" Lovi decided it would be best if he just went past these sailors.
"Wait! Where are you going, kid?" another crew member asked, probably even more tanked than the first.
"I-"
"What's that thing on your head, boy?"
"What are you-"
"That THING on your HEAD!" the sailor indicated the curl that rested on the left side of his head.
"Hey! Why don't you pull it out?" one suggested. Lovi's heart skipped a beat.
'Are they going to rip out my curl?'
But Lovi waited too long to make a run for it. The next thing he knew, tiny electrical shocks were making their way up his body. He knew one of those bastards grabbed his curl. Then he felt the burning pain that coursed through his veins like poison.
"C-CHIGI!" he screamed and the crew member instantly let go, but Lovi still felt the dull burning pain from the sudden touch of the hair. The last thing Lovino saw was a very worried Antonio come running through the mass of drunks towards him before Lovino slipped into the dark realm of unconsciousness.
Lovino: Hey! How dare that bastard grab my curl!
Feli: It's okay fratello! *hugs*
Lovino: Get off me! I don't need a hug!
Gilbert: Oh mein gott I was so awesome, wasn't I Luddy?
Ludwig: Sure Gil whatever you say.
Me: Glad you think it was awesome Gil ;)
Gilbert: Kesesesese~ it couldn't be awesome without me!
Francis: Where am I though?
Arthur: OH MY GOD! WHERE THE HELL DID YOU COME FROM!
Me: Francis don't come through my windows please...
Francis: Aww...
Me: Uh, okay. R&R s'il vous plaît!