Pirate101 V- The City of Gold

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Epilogue

James Hawkins had returned to Skull Island. He, alongside his sister Rebecca and his three closest friends out side of his crew (Dustin Silver, Nathaniel Sharp and Dino Voss), stood in front of the Pirate Lord of Skull Island, Captain Horace Avery. James had gained many nicknames in his past. The Red Ninja. The Ronin of Dirty Tricks. The Red Pirate. The Armada's Trump Card. Red James Hawkins (or Red Jim for short). The Phantom of Barcelona. The Red Rioter. Now, his career as a pirate was taking a new turn. The time has finally come to take the final stage of becoming one of the Five Captains, the five favourites out of all of Captain Avery's subordinates.
"The final stage is..." Avery began, "... training for two years. Your five crews are to disband for two years and the Captain takes control of the ship. All of you and your crew will go your separate ways for two years, and then meet back here in Skull Island. The crew must work here until they get their own ship, to go and find a place to train. You are not allowed to take your crew with you, they must find their own methods of leaving this island and going to train. Do you understand your mission?"
"Aye, Captain!" the five shouted.

James sat on a rock on the Skull Island Hills, staring at his ship, The Red Falcon. His crew were standing behind him. They were saddened to hear the news.
"I'm going to MooShu," James explained. "Egg, you should go to Monquista. I heard that the Iron Monkey is there. He can train you to become a disciple, no longer a student of your ways. Emma, when you get hold of a ship, come to MooShu. I'll be training under Master Shunzang in Subata Temple. I'll see you there. The rest of you... find your own ways and create your own style of fighting... and then master it. I'll be back in two years. Until then... farewell, my friends."
James stood up and left the hills, leaving his crew behind. He hated to do it. He didn't want to leave his crew, but he had to. For two years... James smiled. He was going to train harder than he ever had before, even harder than he had at Barcelona. And when he got back... he would make sure it was all worth it.