Large brightly colored streamers wrapped its way along the city, Lanterns not yet lit fluttered in the breeze and children ran around with bright face paint and clothing wearing a different array of wings in style and color
A group of girls with opal fairy wings and in decorative dresses; giggling ran through the busy streets leading to the festival islands docks. One girl squealed as she slammed into someone stumbling back and landed on her butt in the dirt, her wings catching onto a post and tearing.
The other girls paused looking up hearing a slight chuckle, "Seems your wings have torn little fairy" the girls smiled broadly, "MISS AURORA!" Aurora smiled slightly shutting her book and took her glasses off stowing both in her messenger bag. She leaned down and helped the fallen girl to her feet pressing some Beri into her hands. "Here so you can get your wings repaired" the little girl smiled, "Thank you Miss Aurora"
One bounced to Aurora's side, "Miss Aurora may we see your wings? Momma said you showed them last night!"
Aurora watched as the other girls pleaded before giving a mock annoyed sigh tilting her head back, the sun catching her black tattoo of a slight curved swoop and inward curl in a spiral under her left eye. "Very well since you insist"
The group of girls huddled back and waited, there was a loud gush of air and large silvery white wings stretched to their full span behind the archeologist. Passing villagers stopped and watched in awe as the wings nearly reached eight meters in wingspans from tip to tip. The little girls squealed in excitement as the wings vanished and ran off thanking Aurora.
The nineteen year old smiled softly and turned walking off she wore her usual attire, a white button up, black tie under a school jacket and Capri's with chain and dark colored converse. The wind ruffled her hair into her eyes and she smiled slightly
"Some have died, and some are alive. Others sail on the sea; with the key to the cage and the devil to pay, we lay to fiddlers green….
Yo ho, all together hoists the colors high, Heave ho thieves and beggars never shall we die…"
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A sparkling white feather fluttered in the air swirling around the main mast.
The blue and white striped mask followed its rise and fall quietly. The feather drifted away from the mast and fluttered to the upper deck. Raising his hand Killer caught the end of it before it could fly off. Lowering his hand to inspect it he narrowed his eyes turning it; Silver catching the light.
"KILLER!" his head lifted looking at his Captain, "How close are we to the next island?" his captain barked this obviously in a bad mood. "Four miles at the most" Killer responded as Kidd's eyes caught the object in his first mates hand "What the hell is that?" Killer held it up.
"A feather, by its size; the bird it belongs to must be large as a human" Kidd tugged the feather from the blondes hand eyes glittering with curiosity. "Must be one strange island"
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"Didja hear the news 'Rora?"
The hazel eyes lifted from the book looking over the rim of her glasses at a man of twenty years with shocking blue hair in a gray t-shirt and black pants wearing fake pastel blue demon wings. "What news?"
He sat next to her on the large stone stage in the village's plaza. "Pirates on the Island"
"Pirates" Aurora echoed pirates hardy were news on the festival island. The ones that showed up enjoyed the liquor and partying that was all the island did. "What about them?"
"I guess these pirates showed up yesterday and are causing trouble" he yawned, Aurora blinked, "Yeah I know, but I just figured I should tell you…they're newbie's too" Aurora frowned.
A sigh escaped her lip as she shut her book somewhere in the city a clock chimed noon, "Oh…I guess its time"
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Kidd growled lowly glaring across the bar at another group of rookie pirates being overly loud. Not only was he annoyed he was baffled slightly at the strange islanders wearing fake sorts of wings running around talking about their favorite festival.
His head turned to the door as the clock somewhere outside chimed clanging the signal for noon, immediately the bar cleared and the pirates were forced into the street. "Something must be happening in the plaza" Killer commented before turning in a direction, Kidd nodded and walked in the direction Killer pointed, the crew following
Killer spared a glance back at Zombie and the bat crewmember; Ed and Wren (im a make batty wren). Both look annoyed as the rest of the crew as the crowd around them pushed to get to the plaza faster. Looking at Kidd he saw his Captains eye twitch before purple sparks danced across his hand and the crowd parted
"What is with the entire damn wings" Ed asked as they managed to clear a spot in the center of the crowded plaza, "Someone was jabbering on about how this was their favorite festival" someone muttered. "This is an island of festivals" Killer droned feeling a sweat drop under his mask.
Kidd ignored their conversation crimson eyes focused on the dark and clearly empty stage. A hush fell over the crowd and silence rang in his ears. A sudden explosion of smoke and blast of music sounding like guitars filled the air startling the pirates.
The guitars slammed again and kept playing with the drums showing four band players on stage.
I'm miss autonomy, miss nowhere.
I'm at the bottom of me.
I'm Miss Androgyny, miss don't care
what I've done to me
He lifted his eyes and saw the females whose voice rang over the cheers of the crowd, she slid off the speaker landing by one of the guitar players sliding her hand down his chest voice still strong
I am misused, I don't wanna do
be not your slave
Misguided, I mind it, I'm missing the train.
And I don't know where I've been
and I don't know what I'm into
and I don't know what I've done to me
And as I watch you disappear into the ground
my one mistake was that I never let you down
So I'll waste my time, and I'll burn my mind
on miss nothing, miss everything
Kidd felt his skin prick with Goosebumps as she let her hazel eyes travel over the crowd locking with his briefly
I'm miss fortune miss so soon
I'm like a bottle of pain
Miss Matter you had her
now she's going' away
I'm misused, misconstrued
I don't need to be saved
Miss slighted, I mind it
I'm stuck in the rain
And I don't know where I am
And I don't know what I'm into
And I don't know what I've done to me
She winked before turning her back to the man letting her fingers twists through his black wings
And as I watch you disappear into the ground
my one mistake was that I never let you down
so I'll waste my time, and I'll burn my mind
on miss nothing, miss everything
Miss everything
And as I watch you disappear into my head
Well, there's a man who's telling me I might be dead
So I'll waste my time, and I'll burn my mind
So I'll waste my time, and I'll burn my mind
On Miss Nothing, Miss Everything!
The lights on stage flashed wing then black then lit up again as she faced the crowd again. The crowd broke into a blast of cheers pounding in the pirates eardrums; as the guitarist with blue wings slipped up to the mic strumming the guitar. Drums slammed behind him the female spun around on the stage long brown hair flaring out behind her
Hold it together, birds of a feather
nothing but lies and crooked wings
I have the answer spreading the cancer
you are the faith inside me
No, don't leave me to die here
Help me survive here alone
No, don't remember, remember
Put me to sleep, evil angel
Open your wings, evil angel
Loud gasping filled the air and the pirates stared in amazement seeing large silvery white wings seem to spread out from thin air behind her back lifting her into the air, still spiraling slightly.
I'm a believer, nothing could be worse
All these imaginary friends
Hiding betrayal, driving the nail
Hoping to find a savior
No, don't leave me to die here
Help me survive here alone
don't surrender, surrender
Put me to sleep, evil angel
Open your wings, evil angel
fly over me, evil angel
why can't I breathe, evil angel?
The female hovered above the stage and the crowd burst into the cheering again. Killer shoved a hand in his pocket and yanked out the now ruffled feather looking down at it then back up as she spun lazily above the crowd.
Put me to sleep, evil angel
Open your wings, evil angel
fly over me, evil angel
why can't I breathe, evil angel?
The wings stretched out again letting her land back on the stage and bowed low. The band laughed bowing and wandered off.
A small girl in front of Kidd having stopped to watch the pirates giggled, "That's Miss Aurora she's our towns Hero" Kidd blinked frowning at her. "She's also fun to fight Mr. Pirate"
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First song- the pretty reckless; miss nothing
Second song; breaking Benjamin; evil angel