Chapter One
"Now, isn't she interesting?" a grave yet soft voice spoke in a blank open space.
"Am I that interesting?"
"Be the Blue moon crystal in our possession, as long its' shimmering light radiates in glory and might. May its' loyalty not stray from my side." The voice echoed stronger as a dim light grew from the distance embracing its' every step.
"Child of the blue moon..." The voice was almost a whisper as it slowly vanished in murmurs. The strong light caught up to me.
"Wait! Please wait! What do you mean with all that? Hey!" The light radiated strongly blinding completely what stood on its' path.
"Wait! Wait I told you!"
"Sohee!" Hands brusquely shook me in a wild manner.
"Wait-! W-What?" I half opened my eyes in laziness as the human figure took quickly form from the blurry vision.
"Sheesh! Don't tell me you were dreaming of battling loopers. I can't find other enemies that run THAT consecutive" Sokil sat on the bed beside me.
"Was I mumbling?" I rubbed my eyes with my hand.
"You call that mumbling? Sheesh…" I soon exploded of laughter after imagining how noisy I must have been.
"What was I yelling?" I asked still giggling.
"Wait! Wait! Wait I told you!" imitated Sokil with his usual sarcastic demeanor.
"Ha ha ha ha! Hey! I really dreamt something strange though." I stretched my arms forward and moved my wrists hearing a slight bone cracking.
"What?" he stood up from the bed not minding the slight folds his clothes did, his face changed into a usual un-interested expression.
"Ok ok, I won't bother telling you of what my dream was about" I moved my head in the opposite direction of my little brother, angered always by the same thing.
"Do I always have to be interested in all your dreams?" A big mischievous smile painted on my face as I turned my head towards my irritated brother.
"Yeeeesss!" He rolled his eyes and closed them in a somber manner.
"So, are you gonna tell?" I had won once again.
"Iffff you're interested" Sokil simply sighed as he once again sat on the bed.
"…" Sokil didn't show change of expression.
"So? What is your opinion mister gloomy Sokil?" I had just finished narrating my short dream.
"…Madness." Sokil simply stood up and walked towards the door.
"Hey! What do you mean madness? Maybe it's some prediction you know! Prediction I say!" Sokil had already left; he just knows his annoying older sister acts in a theatric every time she desires to be annoying.
"Well, Sailor's island wasn't that far." I got out of bed and fixed up my dark clothes, a black long sleeved shirt with numerous light decorations covering the chest and so on. And for my thick and muscled legs, dark brown comfy pants that had the obligation not to squeeze. It looks like I fell asleep while waiting to get to Valua, our home. I know it doesn't sound right for some people for me calling Valua "home". Mom and Dad inherited to me the Yafutoman blood, my every seeming, and my eyes; Yafutoma is my blood nation and Valua my birth. It really feels so unique yet discriminated that is. To be praised and seen always with different eyes since I was born. I couldn't find any other people similar to me than my family or passing hidden merchants that mostly find themselves selling and bargaining their goods in reserved towns.
Having these markings for told, people from every place I go would always ask me for my birthplace; I have no other than to say "Valua". The funny part was that I slightly knew of Yafutoma and the little information collected little by little in these 14 years by my parents.
"Sohee? Are you awake?" Mom entered to the room.
"Oh, yeah, you know Mom; I really dreamt something really strange!" I had once again pointed towards my short dream.
"That is normal from you. We are going to arrive few minutes more so get all your things packed." Ordered Mom as she left the room.
"Mom? Where is Yafutoma exactly?" I asked.
"…Very far away…Now get your things pact before I come again" her foot steps vanished from sound. She always answered similar things to "far away".
"Ok ok, man, as if I had so much to pack anyway." I walked to my full back-pack that lied on the floor.
"Am I missing something?" I grabbed the back-pack and opened the door meeting instantly the lower deck. Simple paintings hanged firmly on the walls, apart from them nothing got on the way through. Next to my room was Sokils' room, both of them facing Moms' and Dads' room, in the middle of the two sides stands the stairs that connects the low deck with the bridge. Facing the helm is the door that connects the room with the main deck from the outside.
The ship was made of steel and wood, it is highly resistant, well, that's what I concluded.
I made my way through the stairs with an uneasy air of laziness, as I got to the bridge Dad was with Sokil in the helm. Bet Sokil is asking if he could take the wheel again.
"Dad" I walked towards them, leaving my back-pack on the eating table in front of the helm.
"Oh, Sohee, I am going to return so don't touch anything from the helm" Ordered Dad as he took his hands of the wheel and made his way down stairs. Dad is a famous merchant. Not only high respected by his physical yafutoman appearances but his high standards of marketing and such.
"Hey Dad, can I just take the wheel once? Remember last time? I wasn't that bad!" I tried to convince Dad as I got nearer and nearer to the wheel.
"Sohee" His simple slight glare told me enough, soon I was alone beside the wheel with Sokil, watching possessively the wheel that was just beside me.
"…Heeello wheel, you really look pretty and well taken care today." My eyes rested smoothly on the shimmering wheel lightened by the strong sun rays of a normal mid-day.
"Stupid…" Sokil mumbled.
"What did you say? Anyway, I had already taken the wheel so I am not someone you can underestimate." I said grabbing the wheel.
"Underestimate huh?" Sokil somehow seemed kind of jealous by my possession.
"I'll teach you how take a wheel and you won't say a thing, got that?" I said offering with my hands the wheel to my brother.
"…Is this ok?"
"Of course! I mean, what could happen? We are in the middle of the ocean so we can't bump to something." I just placed faith in my words.
"So then, grab the wheel, you've got 12 already." I commanded. After short seconds, Sokil took the wheel and instantly gave an insecure and reserved atmosphere able to be felt.
"What type of confidence is that? Do you plan on running your own boat with that…uh…that feeling?" I raised my voice in a scolding manner trying to motivate as much as I could my younger brother. He's always been insecure and worried some.
"Alright alright, sheesh." He firmed his grip on the wheel.
"Great, now to the next step" I said getting right beside him.
"You've seen Dad spinning the wheel right?" He answered with a nod.
"Well, it's because"- Suddenly a hard shake stroke the ship making everything that was on desks scatter all over the floor, luckily I had taken grip on the wheel and so did Sokil.
"What the heck was that?" We weren't supposed to bump to anything; we were in the middle of the ocean between Sailor's island and Valua after all…
"Please don't tell me that-" I darted towards the nearest window.
"No Way! Get Mom and Dad NOW!" I commanded Sokil. I couldn't believe it, no, it's gotta be a joke, maybe someone is just messing around with the flag of the black pirates and bother the people they cross into…
"What? What is that ship?-"
"Sokil! Get Mom and Dad!" How could black pirates attack us now?
"Sohee! Sokil! What is going on?" Dad walked quickly towards the helm. It is there where I saw for the first time in my life such expression on Dads' face. Intimidated eyes and a horror seeming as he looked through the window…
"What happened?-Oh my!" Mom witnessed the black pirates with wide eyes.
The black flag I only saw in drawings, newspapers and text books… The engraved white skull that seemed to not show pity or compassion...
"…Sohee, Sokil, take cover in the lower deck, prepare the life boats if we need them." Dad walked passed us and Mom going straightly towards the door for the main deck.
"D-dad? What are you doing? They are black pirates!" I couldn't contain my fear.
"We all know that… but…they are people as well…" Dad opened the door for the main deck as I found myself lost in his last sentence.
"What are you doing?" Mom reacted.
"Everybody be ready in their positions to escape if needed." Dad spoke so calmly. It was he who had the right; it was he who could stay calm in these situations.
"Dad, I-I'll go with you." It was too late when mentioning my offer, Dad had already joined the strong winds of the ocean, invited a conversation with the near black ship.
My first story! Please give me your comments; I guess that beginners really do always want something for their first time.