Pirates of the Bermuda Triangle: The bloody water

Chapter 1: BT

"I can breathe. I feel every part of my body. I can think. I'm not dead. Did I really fall? Did I really fall into the 'Devil's triangle'? Or did I just dream the whole thing? Roy, wake up. Wake up, wake up, wake up. Over lappin- overla- overlapping voices- lapping voices- voices- voices.

Get out! Get… OUT!" Roy yelled to his feet.

He stood tall and strong. His shadow shot by the light of the sunset. He looked into the horizon; he smelt the fresh breeze and felt nature tingling through his skin. He heard the voices of the earth surround the center of his life. He stood straight without even bending. His neck had no cramps, nor his stomach and legs had no cuts. There were no scars at all on him. Roy turned around, to see the world at his feet. He looked at a beautiful paradise, that some like to call heaven. Everything was beautiful. Everything was colorful and everything was clean. Everything Roy ever wanted stayed true and strong. Everything he desired took place. There were no longer scars.

"I'm living a lie. I didn't fall… Did I? Or am I just… No… This is all so confusing," Roy complained.

The sun was setting pleasantly behind Roy. He stood impatiently by the waters. Although he was hungry before he had felt a large rush of water, he really hadn't felt much.

"It's like… I was just born, but at this age, at this time… And at this place."

He looked around the area, just moving his two eyes. He sighed as he still saw nothing but paradise. For once he wanted to be tortured. Nothing was felt, not anything.

"Damn It all!" Roy yelled while falling on his knees.

His shouting echoed throughout the land. He then turned around to watch the sunset.

"I guess I'll have to wait until someone comes and tells me what's going on," Roy sighed.

He looked heavenly at the rising moon, and the faded stars. The cloud drifted in smoothly as the hours went by. Soon he had started to think that no one was going to come, and that no one was even alive. He just seemed to be living on his own. He silently looked over the giant cliff that he was on, and looked at the forests that kept him motivated. It was so beautiful, how the streams went by, and how the land grew strong and free. After a while he began to think of his hygiene. It was very unhealthy to be staying up for so long. So he laid down on his back, on his face on his side, on his other side. He couldn't even sleep. The hours went by and the moon had reached the sky. It was bright that night, and the moon shined brightly. The nights that were normally cold and whistling with frightening winds were now calm and bright. He sighed as no breeze had caressed his skin, as no voices populated his mind, as no knives were stabbed into his back.

"This living defeats the purpose of life, now doesn't it?" Roy questioned himself.

"No one is here, no one can tell me what to do, and no one can hurt me."

A shadow then lurked behind Roy, coming from the deep forest. A man dressed in white shivered around Roy and reached him from behind. Roy's body faced the moon as this figure caressed Roy with his darkness.

"Bermuda's Tr-," the voice stopped as Roy turned his head around.

Roy's sparkling eyes turned around swiftly. He then turned his whole body and saw the face of his most loved one.

"Marth? You piece of shit! You killed me?" Roy yelled at him.

"Well hello," Marth said most happily. "I'm sorry, mate. Couldn't resist."

Roy stood up, as Marth still sat low on the ground. Roy gave him a disgusted look. Marth looked up at him with googly eyes.

"You killed me, I fell into that god forsaken triangle, and you don't give two shits?" Roy yelled down at him.

"Shockingly… I only gave one shit," Marth said smartly, while raising his finger towards his chin.

Roy groaned, "I don't care how many shits you gave, the fact is that you threw me into that triangle, and I fell to my death!"

Marth raised an eyebrow and thought for a few seconds, and then yelped, "If you fell to your death you wouldn't be here, savy? Besides, when you fell into that triangle, i saved you, you should know."

"Well I'm still not quite alright since your presence still lives within my reach. I don't wanna be seen with you," Roy yelled at him.

"Haha, fact is that I'm the only one that you will be seen with, cause no one else is on this island, mate," Marth chuckled while hopping to his feet.

Roy walked up to Marth.

"Just because you're the only man on this island besides me, it doesn't mean I've got to stay with you!" Roy stated to his face.

Roy walked past Marth while nudging his shoulder roughly. Marth slightly turned around and laughed, and then he looked to his shoulder.

"Ouch," Marth commented. "Well, you know… If you ever wanted to get anywhere you should mind asking questions to those around you."

Roy stopped and folded his arms. He slightly turned his head around just so he could see Marth's face.

"Well, good luck finding the right person," Marth swallowed, and then he jumped down the cliff that Roy had been watching ever since the sunset.

Roy fully turned around to see, not Marth, but the cliff Marth fell off of.

He walked closer towards the cliff. In the distance he could here a sudden, "Help! I'm dying down here!"

He approached closer to the cliff. Located right below the end of the cliff was… Marth!

"Gotcha!" Marth yelled at him while holding onto a stiff vine.

Then he grabbed onto Roy's rough arm and swung it towards the sky. He then let Roy hang below himself. Roy held Marth's arm like he was going to die. And technically he was going to die because at any moment now Marth would drop Roy to his death.

"What the hell are you doing?" Roy yelled at him.

Marth then let go of Roy's arm and allowed him to fall helplessly while he just hung there confused and witty. Marth then jumped to his feet and made it safely back on top of the cliff. While Roy echoed a cry. He fell fastly down, for the cliff had been tall and mighty. His echo grew everywhere from the top of the cliff, and into the bottom of the cliff.

Shockingly, he landed, but not on land, but on water…

Marth looked down at him laughing, until he realized that he had landed in the water.

"Ah! No good! No good, not good at all," Marth worried while climbing down the vines.

It took him quite some while to get down without a single scratch on his leg, or on his face and arms.

Roy, floating down a stream of water glanced at Marth as he approached.

"You idiot… You were trying to kill me… Again," Roy groaned as he grabbed onto a raft of land.

He slightly pulled himself on top of land with his limited strength. Marth drew closer and sat himself down on the smooth sand.

"No, I wasn't," Marth said innocently.

"Don't play with me, alright Marth?" Roy groaned.

Marth laid down on the floor, legs and arms spread and all.

"If we were playing a game, then I would be having loads fun," Marth said while waving his arms about.

"Well it seems to me that you are having loads of fun," Roy mocked him while groaning up to his feet.

"Well, things would only get fun if you had died," Marth stated.

Roy spitted on Marth as he looked down on him, "So you did want me to die?"

"No, I didn't say such a thing, why would you expect something like that from me?" Marth said looking happily up at Roy.

"Because you nearly killed me when you threw me into that triangle," Roy yelled at him.

Marth rolled his eyes, "how would you know that that was me, if you never minded to ask me if I were the one trying to kill you… It could have been an imposter, mate," Marth stated.

"Well if you attempted twice and wittingly failed twice then that's proof enough," Roy sighed, and then followed the path towards the moon.

Marth lifted his body up, and sat patiently on the ground.

"I could get you out of this place you know?" Marth stated wisely.

Roy finally turned around to Marth and approached him. Marth backed away worried.

"You scare me sometimes, you know," Marth sighed.

"I'll scare you more when I kill you," Roy pouted.

Marth laughed, "Well that's not a polite way to treat your only source."

"Ok shut up already and help me," Roy sighed.

"Getting better, just next time, don't tell me to can it," Marth said proudly.

"Whatever you say," Roy groaned. "Now where to?"

"Our destiny," Marth laughed.

Roy, surprised said, "Wait, my journey, has something to do with you?"

"Of course, mate. You don't expect much, do you?" Marth chuckled.

Marth took out a giant telescope from his pocket, and enlarged it to an even bigger telescope.

"Let's watch the sunrise, shall we?" Marth pondered.

Marth then started climbing a giant oak tree. It took him long enough to reach the top. He then was to set his telescope. He then gazed into the sky. Roy caught up with him.

"So why are we watching the sunrise?" Roy asked him.

Marth looked around, ignoring his question.

"Never mind then," Roy sighed.

Marth closed his telescope and stuffed it into his pocket. He then pointed to the giant gap in the forest.

"That would be our destination," Marth laughed.

Suddenly a horn started blowing, and a bunch of birds disintegrated into the sky. Roy looked onto Marth.

"What was that?" Roy asked.

Marth looked closely…

"It's the BT," Marth gasped.

Roy just looked at him and thought "What the hell."

"They have arrived," Marth grinned at Roy.

Ok well that's the end of this chapter… More romance, funnyness, and gore in the next chapter!