The Masked Man arrive back to his ship. Tossing his red coat on the couch, he took off the beer stain button up black shirt and threw it at the wall.
Four people had to die because one jackass couldn't look where he was walking. Knocking his drink was one thing. But knocking it into his shirt? He had to pay.
Ramsey and his band of pirates were on the hitlist of The Merchant along with the rotten Galrot. Without the owner, that sleazy club of his will be no good without the owner.
That woman should be fine and free.
The Masked Pirate went to take off the mask until a knock interrupt him.
'What now?' He said in his head.
This can play out in two ways. Ramsey had more men with him than the other two. Finding out that their Captain is dead and most likely follow the Pirate back to his spaceship.
The other way...The Pirate has a lot of bounties against him and let's just say, the longer he's alive, the bigger the reward rises. Then again, those galaxy police may have the ship surrounded.
Grabbing a gun off his holster, he open the door and point it in the head of the person who knocked.
It wasn't Ramsey's men or any bounty hunters or the police.
It was the blond women who was dragged into the bar to be one of Galrot's whores.
"Lady, you could be anywhere else but here with a gun in your head. How did you find my ship?" The Pirate asked.
"I-I-I'm sorry to intrude. But I didn't say thank you when you saved me" she said. Smiling at her hero, she couldn't tell his emotion due to the mask.
"You're welcome...now fuck off my ship."
Widing her eye, the Cosmic Witch never heard such vulgar in her life. Even if she can't see his expression, she can tell by his tone that she was playing with a ticking bomb.
"Now, leave off my ship or you'll join your captives" finger on the trigger, the Pirate was losing his patience.
"I need your help, please listen. I'm not from...wherever I'm at. I was taken from my Observatory by that man and his brutes. I need to go back before my Lumas die off. Can you please help me?"
Hearing the plead from the blondie, lower his weapon, his head looking down at the ground. She just someone who needs back go home after being taken away. She didn't ask for some dickwad to kill her captives and be treated like shit.
Rosalina stood there hoping that the gentleman could help her back home. She could see a light of good in the person.
"When you put it like that..." He said, getting a smile from the lady. A gleam of hope in her blue eye shine.
"No."
With a slamming of the door, Rosalina's hope and heart shattered into pieces. The light she thought she saw was just a hoax. "What kind of hero are you?"
"I'm no hero, lady. Around these parts are no good people. Just like me. Now, be gone. If I hear your voice or you sulking, I will kill you" the guy threatened the Mother of Lumas.
Rosa stepped away from the door of the red ship. It resemble a pirate ship. But anybody could see it from a mile away due to the bright red color.
The Star Lady wasn't going to be defeated like this. Looking at an black chain that was connected to a large red anchor, she walked over to it and begin to climb up.
This trip up wouldn't be so exhausting if she had her wand with her. Using her launch star to fly onto the top of the ship. The bad thing about that is once she gets up top, the ignorant pirate would hear her and try to kill her.
Making up the long climb, she cover her mouth quickly. The Pirate was walking on the floor. Searching around to find a place where he can't spot her.
There was the Crow's Nest in the center of the floor. It had a ladder to the top. It would be perfect spot to hide.
Talking her shoes off and seizing the opportunity, Rosalina quickly ran over to the long pole while the Pirate's back was turned.
Climbing up, she made it safely up the tower, lowering herself in case the Pirate saw her. Peeking over the red barrier, she saw him laying down on long gold sword in front of the ship.
'He must be looking at the stars' she thought in her head as she watch him.
The Cosmic Witch laid down on her back, looking at the stars in the sky, helping the moon shine. After the week she had, she can rest better without the smell of sweat and vomit, chains on her wrist or crying in her sleep.
'Don't worry, my children. I will be back...
'Somehow.'