Chapter 2
The crew debated on the newly acquainted treasure from the latest victim ship's cargo, would not be here if it were not helped by a crimson dragon who stayed by my side ever since she hatched. Yes I discovery the dragon was female and I named her Gladius beforehand had to change from Gladius to Gladia also she proved herself a strong sea dragon able to swim with the Raven's Wind. Her red scales were beautiful in the sun light as she flew over the sea but…
Captain, I spied Port Victoria. That port was originally Aroughs before the Latins invaded Alagaesia ending the last Alagaesian kingdom.
I chuckled to find she was right as always. Her long wings clutched the wind around us as she stroked them down. Ready? Her happiness entering me via our connection. The Wind will take another night adding the late morning judging by the winds to reach port consequently I decided to fly first time on Gladia.
Something began to gently pull me past my body into another. I felt the scales, mane, airborne in the warm air. The muscles powerfully flexed muscles though the air as a tail ending in elongated, flowing furred turf whipped in the air stayed perfectly balanced. Muscles flexing and straitening, wings capturing, holding the wind, releasing in harmonious music until I felt long snout pointing down to the violet sea. Everything became redder even the sky was violet as well as the clouds turning pink.
Then everything felt weightless as I gunned down into the icy water swirling around me. Water sapping the very heat from everything it touches as an S shaped movement propelled us through the water. Fishes swam faster to escaped sharp teeth snapping at them as muscles fixed themselves for even swifter results. Until a pink cloud appeared overhead begging to be chased we reached with our long neck and head jumping to it.
Accelerating to taste the watery vapors that form the cloud, laughter could be heard. A weight in between the shoulders revealing a pinkish white figure that was weight, the wind blown black hair with a metallic violet hue. Laughing so very hard gently drawing me to the surface as I continued to laugh. THAT'S AMAZING!!! How will you handle terra firma? I asked as we approached the Wind the sun setting behind the clipper.
What's terra firma? I had forgotten she never once been on terra firma she been only on the sea.
It's a deck that doesn't move or roll…. I attempted to explain the mysterious concept, in uncertainty.
Were you born on terra firma?
Yes. I replied calmly the Raven's Wind sailed before the setting sun filling the sky vivid reds, blues, and violets. The sea changed black making the Wind blend into the inky bliss.
"I actually missed you. Our little gunner!" Loki said while I leapt from the barebacked Gladia unto the deck. Asa was busy serving the crew; he gave Loki hard tack and salted pork the same was issued to me. The pork was extremely difficult to cut, eat we need some turtle! Gladia usually fished for her food she could hide very well in the sea avoiding ships, boats, and bystanders.
Gladia! I thought trying to find her conscience out in the vast ocean. The pork ripping my toughened mouth after years of eating salted beef or pork can toughen any mouth even Loki's mouth. Asa told stories to everyone he was once commented on Loki's mouth bleeding from his first few years as a sailor.
Yes? Her head reached over the ship's side to my area to find a fish flopping around in her mouth. It's MY fish. If she was born human one could picture her tongue sticking out by the demonstration of her tone. Okay, just don't rip my head off. In a second she swallowed the fish down fluttering to her stomach revealing sharp pointy teeth now two came in sharper and longer from the rest.
Good night. I went down into the bunks as snores loudly welcome me to the only free bunk with no blanket like the rest. It's warm enough we do not use the blankets if at all unless it was freezing. The bunk look so inviting no one could guess what tomorrow will begin.
MORGAN!!! Any sleep disappears as the smell of gunpowder reached my nose. The battle on the decks was the loudest any could hear when a human with an axe charged at me. In a second the wooden floor met my face as I rolled over to avoid the resounding thud. I elbowed his face snatching the axe turning against its owner in my left hand did its dirty work.
Feet practically skipped the woodened ladder to barely miss a flying bullet aimed at my head. Most of the crew was drunk sluggish, in other words, doomed. The only reason for the fighting was the fact the new sailors wore olive green tunics proudly the insignia of the white rose and dragon claimed they were the worst enemy of ours—the government. Gladia stay out of it. I don't want you getting caught! Angry assaulted me fueling the newest fight between me and two men using broadswords each then disappointment arrived knowing she could not join the battle. Asa was gone, Loki was nowhere to be seen neither was Bonny.
The idiotic blonde twins and Captain Albus were ordering the crew what to do next. Tried as we might the enemy poured unto the Wind cornering us in various isolated areas. Another bang sent a bullet whizzing by my ear suddenly a thwack crashed behind me as everything from the noises to the visions of people fighting burred until they moved as if made from hazy shadows as darkness engulfed.
