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For this chapter I would recommend listening to some pirate music.
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["Please don't go... don't leave me." I whispered into her ear.]
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[ And I let my tears wet her eyelashes as she softly replied."I'm sorry...but I have to."]
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~Once upon a time...
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Isn't that how all stories begin?
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Probably yes. But this is not a fairytale like those you've heared before.
This is a story about sacrifice.
About death.
About pain.
And most importantly, about love.
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As the books of history claim...
The Kingdom of Berk lived in peace for many years, until queen Valka was taken by those creatures.
Those devils.
Those monsters.
Mermaids.
(But what do history books know about the truth after all?)
Her death striked the King's heart with so much pain that was enough to bring a War between humans and Mermaids long enough to last 17 years.
(Or at least...that's what the books say.)
Unfortunately, the night the war ended, with humans winning and mermaids disapearing into the depths of the ocean, Prince Henry the third ,drowned at the sea.
(Well...that is again only what the historians were told to write.)
King Stoick was devastated. The only thing he found consolation at, was the fact that his kingdom had finally found peace again, as those creatures were gone for good.
(Or at least that's what everyone thought... until today...)
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"WHAT?" King Stoick's voice echoed through the throne room.
In front of him were standing 3 men.
Three of the most capable and fearless sailors to ever cross the archipelago.
Eret son of Eret.
Considering himself as the finest skipper alive, he was a proud man who came from a family of corsairs that have always been loyal to the royal Navy.
"We're telling the truth your majesty-"
"You FOOLS are seriously standing HERE in front of me with a straight face, telling me that another group of my ships has been DESTROYED?"
"N-not the ships your Majesty...the...the men..."
Dagur Berserker the Deranged.
It was no joke that he had that nickname. Using his advanced skills in battle he managed to upgrade himself from a simple sailor to the Commander of the King's Navy, proving to the King that he was worthy and should be taken seriously.
"T-they were all gone your Grace. Before the ship crushed."
Lastly, Spitelout the fierce.
One of the strongest, most unbeatable privateer of the King's Mariners.
King Stoick rose from his throne.
With anger taking over him, he tightened his fists and steped towards the three of them, who here bowing at one knee in front of him.
"You want me to believe...that my well trained shouldiers, just abandoned the ship, leaving it to crush into those pointy rocks at Hellhaim's gate? The ONE place they know it's the most dangerous territory for the ships to sail at?"
"T-they all...j-jumped into the sea sir. Before the ship crushed at the rocks."
"FOR WHAT? To take a quick bath?"
The three of them looked at each other in silence. None of them daring to say the words.
They only stood there exchanging looks afraid of talking.
"What? What is it?" the King asked when he saw that no one was responding.
"Your Majesty..." Eret finally took the courage.
"Oh for the love of...JUST SAY IT ALREADY!"
Eret looked at the other two as they nodded in approval before he spoke.
"Mermaids."
A few moments of silence passed before the King blinked a few times a bursted out laughing.
"Mermaids? Don't be ridiculous!"
"It's the truth your Majesty! There have been reports of them all across the archipelago! They are sinking ships when-"
"That's impossible. All mermaids have gone extinged since long ago. I killed every last one of those monsters myself! Get out of my sight and next time find a better excuse!"
"The corpses of our men were found floating at the surface of the water like they were wooden planks! There had been parts of their bodies missing! They were attacked, drowned and eatten!"
"Quiet! I've had enough of this nonsense! I would have expected you to at least be man enough to take the responsibility of your owm uselessness without making up fantasy stories!"
Before they could respond, the main doors slamed open and Gobber the Belch, the royal councelor walked inside, followed by other two guards who were carrying a big heavy trunk.
"They're telling the truth your Majesty!"
"Gobber! What is the meaning of this?"
"Trust me my King, you'll want to see this."
The guards opened the cage, making everyone in the room gasp.
They were all staring with widden eyes, frightened by the tremendous spectacle inside of it.
A tail.
A mermaid's tail.
One half of the creature. With scars and blood everywhere on it. It's scales had lost their colour and now they were in gray and black shades.
Everyone turned to look at the King, waiting for his orders.
"What kind of fish is this?" was his only response.
"It's not a fish your Grace and you know it" Gobber replied.
For a moment they could have sworn they saw fear in the King's eyes.
"Sir, we keep losing our men and our ships. The navy is getting weaker and weaker after every raid. More attacks have been reported around our kindom."
"We're cursed." Dagur growled. "We pissed the Gods and now our navy is paying the prise."
"We thought that our fight with them was over but they are back. And they want revenge."
King Stoick remained silent the whole time.
"Your Highness, those demons took away your wife and beloved son."
"I know what they did." He finally spoke, without taking his eyes of the tail.
"What are your orders my King?" Eret asked.
"We need to fight back!" Dagur said.
"Our navy must prepare for another war with the Mermaids." Spitelout cursed under his teeth.
King stoick had his eyes still locked on the tale. His expression was blank and unreadable.
"No."
Everyone looked at him in surprise.
"What do you mean, no, your Grace?"
"Another war is not the solution we need. No matter how many of them we kill they will always find a way to survive. Those ungrateful creatures will never be satisfied. They will always be thirsty for blood. They will always come back for more."
"The legends say that it takes great sacrifice to defeat them-"
"I gave them sacrifice!" The King exploded. "I gave them so much more than they could ever ask for! I am cursed by the bloody ocean!"
Everyone went silent until Eret spoke.
"And what do you suggest that we do your Majesty?"
"We capture one of them. If we study those creatures from up close we might learn their weakness and find a way to kill them all once and for all."
No one responded. They were all looking at him like he was mad. Like he lost it.
"Uh...m-my King...how will we manage to capture an actual mermaid?"
"Who said anything about we?"
"Who? Who could ever capture a real mermaid without getting eaten?" Gobber asked.
The King took a short pause to think if this was really a good idea before he replied.
"The master of the sea."
Everyone in the room gasped, knowing exactly who he was talking about.
"Y-You can't be serious your Majesty... he's...He is a pirate!"
"The best and most feard pirate in the entire archipelago." Stoick answered blankly.
"But...he is a thief! He and his crew have stolen and vandalised our kingdom countless times!"
"And still none of you was able to bring his head to me."
Silence fell between the three sailors.
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The master of the sea.
No one has actually seen him.
No one knows what his face actually looks like.
No one alive at least.
Not long after the war with the Mermaids ended, pirates started to take over the sea.
And he was the worst of them all.
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"But...sir...are you sure we can trust him?"
"At desperate times...we need to make compromises to save our people."
"But...how do we know he'll even want to help us?"
"Because we'll offer him something no pirate can refuse..."
"Gold? I'm sure he's got plenty of our tresures already. Plus, he is perfectly capable of stealing it on his own."
"No. Not gold. There's a treasure that's more precious than all the others. And it cannot be stolen, only given."
"And what is that?"
King Stoick stared at the large painting of his family that was on the wall.
"Freedom."
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