Chapter 11
A new day in the open road, not just for me, but for my new companion, Emily. We've been traveling for a few days now, and in the meantime, I've been teaching her how to cook. Truth be told, she's a quick learner, when it comes to cooking, which most likely stem from her love of food. Also, I'm pretty sure she's much better than me because she can cook the same thing as me, but she can make it better. Therefore, I've decided to let her cook our meals, as long as I'm nearby just in case there's some fire. If this continues without incident, I'll let her cook all on her own. Anyways, we continue on our travel, walking on the road, surrounded by open fields, the clear sky, a tree here and there, and we see some animals around. Fortunately, none of them is dangerous, it's mostly some gobball grazing around.
"You know, I still can't believe I'm allowed to travel with you," says Emily all of the sudden.
"I don't see why not, I saw you in action, and I can see that you're capable of handling yourself," I say, and she stays quiet for a moment, before she says.
"You didn't like the idea of being alone again." Okay, she's very perceptive, no wonder she can find traps without problem. Either way, I won't answer that, for the love of my goddess, I will not answer that. I can tell what will happen if I do. However, she's determined to hear my answer, and she keeps staring at me, I can just feel it. Unfortunately, I can't handle it for too long, so I stop, and turn towards her.
"You really want to hear it?" I ask, and she answers with a lot of nods. "If I must, then yes, as annoying as you can get, I do enjoy some conversation, from time to time." Oh my goddess, she just gives me a big smile, which is pretty much what I feared.
"I knew it," she says.
"Don't push your luck."
"Okay," she says with a salute, and I can't help but find it funny. As old as she is, I see that she can be so childish. For that, I smile, ruffle her hair, and we continue on our way.
It takes us a week to reach the port, and just as one expects, there are sailors. Unfortunately, we're kind of close to Brakmar, so pirates are also present, but tend to keep to themselves. I don't see why they would do that, there's practically no guards around here, so I assume that everyone here is either armed, or knows how to defend themselves.
"Come on, let's look for a boat," I say, and we head to the docks. Along the way, we're approached by a group of pirates, the last thing I wanted to happen. What I do find strange, is the people around the area, simply leave. I mean, this is looking very similar to something else, which lets me know that trouble is coming, but I would have liked something new.
"You two, our captain wants to see you," says an Iop pirate, who's practically twice my size.
"And if I refuse?" I ask.
"We drag you to him."
"Okay, just give us a moment to think," I say, and then, I point behind him. "Look over there, a very hot Eniripsa wants to kiss you!"
"Really?!" He looks away, and I take the opportunity to punch him in the gut with a Blood Rush, which sends him flying a few feet away. Seriously, I know they're warriors, or something like that, but it wouldn't hurt to give them a bigger brain. After that, I hear some clink around us, and when I look, I see some pirates rubbing their hands. The only thing I can think of, is that Emily hit their weapons with her knives.
"Did I miss something?" I ask.
"Not much," says Emily, while she spins a knife. Then, I hear footsteps, and see the rest of the pirates rush towards us with blades in hand. I look at Emily, she gives me a nod, and I rush towards one group, while she heads to the other one. One of the pirates tries to attack me with his blade, but I move to the side and dodge it. Another one tries to split my head open, I block it with my arm, and push it to the side. Then, the third one prepares to swing his sword, but I kick him in the head with a Rocky Foot, and knocks him out. The other pirate rush towards me, and swings down his sword. I block his sword, parry it to the side, grab his arm, hit him in the ribs twice, before I jump slightly, and come down with a Blood Rush to his face. The last one jumped into the air, I don't know why, but I don't complain. I hit him with a Rejectattoo, he lets go of his sword, I grab him with a tattoo, pull him towards me, and kick him away with another Rocky Foot. I send him flying to a wall, which he hits, and falls to the ground. With those guys out of the fight, I try to turn towards Emily, but I quickly notice a giant fist right on time to block it with my arm. However, it was so strong, that it sends me flying back, I roll a little bit, land on all fours, and quickly stand up. I see that the Iop was up, and itching for a fight, which is fine by me. I was about to run towards him, but I start to hear clapping from my right, so I look towards the source. I see an old Osamoda, his head full of gray hair, the usual blue skin, and cold blue eyes. He was wearing a tricorn hat, a waistcoat, a pair of breeches, boots, a linen shirt, and an eye patch on the right eye. To make it more obvious of him being a pirate, he has a crobak on his shoulder.
"Well done, ladies, I'm quite impressed with your skills," says the Osamoda.
"You must be their captain," I say.
"Indeed I am, and if you would be so kind, I would like a word with the two of you."
"And if we say no?" He gives me this creepy smile, raises a hand up, and snaps his fingers. I hear footsteps all around me, not only from all my sides, but also from the roofs. I hear Emily appearing close to me, and walks up to my side, while looking around.
"Zoe?" says Emily, but I'm just as surprised as her. They even brought a cannon, and have it pointed right at us. I look back to their captain, the crobak caws at me, and he signals to a door nearby.
"Shall we?" asks the Osamoda. I keep staring at him for a moment, look at Emily, who's a little scared, and I sigh. I don't see a way out of this, so I turn towards him, and give my answer.
"Lead the way," I say. He turns towards the door, walks into the building, and we follow behind him.
