Warning: Violence and pirate action. Thanks for the reviews.
Discalimer: I do not own Hetalia
A riot seemed to break out on the front of the boat, sailors fighting with pirates in a frenzy of sword clashing and yells. Each berating the other, the navy men were at a lost though because most were new to fighting and were quickly slain and thrown overboard. Arthur and Francis continued their fight, Francis this time showing much more determination then before, each swing being as beautiful and frightening as the last. Arthur was smirking wildly at him amused at the man finally showing some back bone.
"You must really like the little thing huh?" Arthur said over the sound of their blades clashing.
Francis smirked at him though still showing his serious side. " My, have you taken an interest in my personal life?"
Arthur said nothing and charged swiftly at him, catching Francis mid-step causing him to go off balance and get stabbed harshly in the gut, there was no movement and just cold green looking at watery blue. Then a sadistic triumphant smirk graced it's way on Arthurs lips and he leered at the frenchman, still holding onto his sword that was now resting inside the other man. Francis coughed a bit but widened his stance and stood strong facing Arthur, he was in a great deal of pain. Yet he felt calm, it was calm one only felt then they gained absolute resolve. Francis smiled and swung his sword swiftly towards Arthur aiming for the same area in the gut, Arthur released his sword and tried to dodge it but was cut deeply above the hip on his side. Francis still holding his sword took a few steps back, making sure to keep Arthurs sword in place. He smirked at the man before him.
"Too bad, I missed but I got you good, you should get that checked before you bleed out dear Arthur." Francis said.
Arthur who had been holding his side looked to his bloody hand then to Francis, he quickly drew his gun and pointed it at the man's forehead.
"Do you honestly think I would die from this?" Arthur cocked the gun. " You know me better."
Ivan and Yao had made there way down into the boat to find the food storage and ammunition, they started taking what they could and walked back casually walking up towards to where the sailors usually bunked. The two were able to clear a path fairly easily and knew that the other pirates would be off having a good time upstairs with however was left. They were so busy with their goods and the rumbling going on above them, that they didn't notice Alfred charging like a bull full force towards them. Their hands were full and Alfred with all the strength he could muster punched Yao hard in the gut sending him back into the Russian man making both men fall back.
Yao grabbed his gun but Matthew swiftly knocked it out of his hand sending it down the hallway. Both men jumped to their feet and peered at the brothers, one with surprise and one with an odd childish smile on his face that didn't quite make sense. The brothers stared on for a moment but each rested their hands on the swords on their hips. It was a narrow walk way so they had to be careful.
"You've got some power." Ivan said and continued his smile.
"Hehe! I could have done better." Alfred coaxed.
"Hmm?" Ivan said tilting his head, he seemed to enjoy the prospect.
Ivan then strode forward and quickly swung his pipe at the two brothers, it hit the wall and broke the wood. Ivan quickly retrieved it out of the wall easily while breaking even more of the ship. He swung again and Alfred drew his sword to block it but was overcome by the Russians power, the sword was knocked out of his hand and to the ground as his hands shook. Matthew on the other hand was dealing with Yao who took out a dagger he was quick and agile, thankfully Yao did not have enough room to jump over or get behind Matthew so all he had to concentrate was defending his front. Still, Yao was quick and agressive and was forcing Matthew back down the walk way.
Alfred was in a similar situation ,he didn't have enough time to pick up his sword before he had to dodge another swing of a pipe ready to bust open his head. It was scary, the pressure and killing intent coming from the man was frightening but Alfred felt excited so excited he dared to stop the pipe. He was able to latch onto it with both hands and the two held it there in gridlock, each pushing back against the other but Alfred was slowly loosing his steam. Ivan was forcing Alfred to kneel on one leg now and Alfred was sweating as he tried to push back. He closed his eyes and pushed back as hard as he could but it seemed that Ivan was in complete control, not till he heard the a thud come from where his brother was did Alfred find that extra bit of strength.
Yao who had been fighting with Matthew, knew he was at a disadvantage, Matthew was good with sword play and was quick too. Yao to himself smirked as it seemed this was always something he wanted to do, holding the dagger between his fingers he flung it swiftly towards Matthew who in shock and fear was not able to dodge, thankfully he was hit with the hilt of the blade but the force and exact pressure on his head cause by the blunt force caused him to loose consciousness. He fell back and hit the ground.
Alfred heard the thud and he could feel the pit of his stomach drop, his blue orbs blazed and he quickly shot up and forced Ivan back, he jerked Ivan then pushed him harshly away, releasing the pipe and running over to Matthew. Yao now unarmed jumped back but Alfred wasn't going after him, we went to his brother's side and saw the now growing bruise on this brothers forehead. He sighed a bit in relief.
When he ran off Berwald came down and looked at Alfred from behind and saw the weird piece of hair sticking from his head, he leaned over and whispered to Ivan that the captain wanted him captured, alive. Ivan gave an innocent gasp then smiled as he walked over to where Alfred was kneeling and kneed him in the back of the head. He turned and smiled to Berwald who walked over and slung the unconscious Alfred over his shoulder. Yao grabbed his danger and was about to bring it down on Matthew when he was stopped by Ivan.
"We should let one person live, da?" Ivan said. His smile though seemed to seep out a more intense evil aura emitting a, if I don't get to kill my guy you can't kill yours.
With a sigh the asian man put his dagger away and stood up, he walked with the other men up to the deck to see their captain raise his pistol to the Navy captain. Arthur noticed their arrival and saw Berwald had the man slung over his shoulder. He put his gun down and laughed.
"Hey, Frog I'll let you live, we'll be going now and taking the little treasure with us." Arthur said turning and waited for Toris to put down the wooden bridge for him to walk back on. Francis watched as Arthur left then looked to Berwald who turned and could finally see who he had on his shoulders, his eyes sight wasn't doing so well but by the build and the hair piece, he could tell it wasn't Matthew, so it had to be.
"Alfred..." Francis whispered as he sat down lazily. He was relieved, it may seem mean or cruel but he was relieved, he liked Alfred but if they took Matthew it would have broken his heart. His mind started to drift and he couldn't keep focus, all he knew was that he didn't want to die. Not yet.
Matthew awoke a few hours later, his head hurt considerably and he had a hard time sitting up, once he was able to get up he looked around as he tried to remember where he was, we wondered what day it was and how long he'd been there on the ground. He lightly touched his forehead and winced in pain and suddnely had a flashback to when the dagger was thrown at him.
"Pirates! Alfred?" He stood up shakily and looked around to find his brother or anyone for that matter nowhere in sight. "A-Al?" He said softly as he walked to their bunk and saw he wasn't there either.
"Hello?" He said leaving and trying to asses what was going on, he knew they were in the middle of a pirate battle but now there is only silence and dead bodies. He gulped and stepped over them with care, trying not to look at the familiar faces. He decided to make his way up on deck, hoping that Alfred would be there smiling and complaining that it took him so long to find him. When he got on deck he only saw a bloodied mess, the sun was rising steadily in the distance.
"You there!" Matthew jumped suddenly and turned to see the first mate calling him looking surprised to see the boy alive.
"Sir! Umm...have you seen my brother?" Matthew asked, the man stopped and his face fell.
"No time! We need your help! You have some doctor skills correct?" The man asked.
"Well, yes..." Matthew was quickly grabbed and dragged to Francis's office in which in back was another door he's never seen before. The first mate opened the door and quickly brought Matthew in.
There in a bed was a bandaged and bleeding Francis, ,laying with sweat beading off his forehead and only groans of pain filled the room. There were only a few other people in their none of which knew how to treat someone. Matthew sighed and rushed to the mans side to look over his wound. It was going to take a miracle but he had to try. He ran to his bag and brought some buckwheat and fruits from the upland sumac. These should help with the blood, he also took out Hackmatack which would be used to dull the pain. His head was spinning and he wasn't sure how he got back to Francis but he did somehow and began working right away.
Alfred awoke to the feeling of a cold, damp wooden floor, the light was dim and he couldn't make out his surroundings. He sat up slowly muttering about how his head was throbbing and tried to look around to see what looked like a jail cell but he could tell he was on a boat, then he thought back to what happened last before he blacked out, he clenched his fists and cursed out. He stood up and looked around to see nothing but barrels and cannons, he held onto the bars for second before screaming.
"HEY! Where am I? Let me oooouuuutttt!" He screamed as loud as he could which made his head hurt. He waited for a moment then started again.
"Heeeeyyyy! Come on! At least talk to me!" He yelled again. He waited and heard stomping from above and then looked over to see the latch for the door open up and a man start descending the stairs.
"Hey could you tell me what's going on? I'm really confused." Alfred said and smiled a bit, he knew he was on a pirate ship but he wanted some questions answered. The man was wearing a lavish red coat and hat, with blonde hair, green eyes, and big eyebrows. The man did not look over at him and sat down on a chair placed in front of the cell.
"Can you tell me why I'm in a cell? Better yet could you let me out? That would be great." Alfred said with a chuckle.
The figure didn't answer and simply sat in his chair his cold green eyes now focused completely on Alfred.
"Ok, How about this, Hi, I'm Alfred but my Native American name is Etu, which means sun, what's your name?" Alfred asked with a small smile.
"Is this man a complete idiot or was he hit harder then I thought, why the hell is he smiling like that? Stupid." Arthur thought to himself.
Alfred waited for a response but none came.
"Hello? Anyone home?" Alfred said quirking an eyebrow.
"How in the world did that frog fall for you?" Arthur finally asked leaning back in the chair, crossing one leg over the other.
"Frog? Fall for me? Uhhh...you mean the captain?" Alfred asked confused.
"Yes! The damn French frog, you idiot!" Arthur sneered at him.
"Oh him...I think...Hey what was your name again?" Alfred asked wishing to take the subject off the ship his brother is on and hopefully is still alive on.
"I never told you my name." Arthur said and smirked, not being fooled by Alfred's sudden change in subject.
"Well, you can tell me your name now right?" Alfred asked with a smirk.
"No, But I will tell you this Alfred... you are my captive." Arthur said smirking devilishly as he stood up and walked closer.
"Until I escape, that is." Alfred said with a smirk, Arthur's face was closer and Alfred could see the evident look of disgust in his eyes.
"You leave this jail cell, you will be shot down on the spot."Arthur said making sure Alfred knew he was not joking and brought out his pistol and aimed it at Alfred's head.
"Savy?" Arthur hissed this at him.
Alfred blinked a few times but he didn't budge, he simply stared back at the man before him. Arthur felt rage build up in his gut as he saw the look of resistance and determination in the young mans eyes.
"Stop looking at me like that." Arthur warned.
Alfred did not smirk or laugh he simply continued to stare down the man. " I'm not scared of a gun or you."
"Umm...Captain, your tea is ready." Came the soft and calm voice of Toris who started walking down.
The two ended their staring contest and Arthur put his gun away. He turned swiftly not saying another word to the other.
"Hey wait come back here!" Alfred shouted.
"Would you shut it already!" Arthur yelled back but suddenly felt his legs give and the world slip from him as he lost consciousness. He heard Toris start running over to him and Alfred yelling out.
"W-What do I do?" Toris looked at his captain and layed him out on his back and saw that the man was bleeding, it seems Arthur tried to make due with bandaging himself. "I've got to..."
"Hey you! Hey, look! Let me out of here, I can help." Alfred said from the jail bars.
"I can't believe that, be quiet." Toris said furrowing his brow.
"No, really! I'm a doctor!" Alfred yelled, he was lying he knew very little about being a doctor but he could patch someone up just fine and did have some knowledge of medicine.
Toris looked over to the man and looked into his big blues eyes that seemed to shine with hope even in the dark dampness of the ship. Toris then hurriedly got out the key and unlocked Alfred from his cell. Both men went to Arthur's side and picked him up, Toris lead them out and into Arthur's office. They quickly took off his coat and shirt and undid the poorly did bandages. Alfred was shocked, the gash above his hip was deep and looked far too painful from how the man was acting. Alfred quickly asked if they had any medicinal herbs that could be used, Toris left and came back with a jar full of many different herbs some of which Alfred's never seen before. Yao brought them from his home country, but has never used them.
Alfred was familiar with a few and he started making a paste to go over the wound as he instructed Toris on how to make tea Arthur would need later. They busily got to work and Alfred properly wrapped Arthur with bandages and the two brought him to bed.
Toris then took his sword and pointed it at Alfred. "Thank you for your work but you need to go back down to your cell." Toris said watching Alfred carefully as Alfred's face turned to that of dumbstruck by the new outcome.
"What? I probably just saved your captains butt from getting infected and dying! At least let me hang out for a while!" Alfred protested pointing towards the now sleeping captain.
Toris not being a violent man lowered his sword a little. "I can't do that." He said.
"Hey, I'm Alfred." Alfred said with a charming smile and held out his hand for a shake.
"U-Umm..." Toris confused took a few steps back. "I'm Toris..." He slowly put his other hand up while lowering his sword and shook the others hand, noticing the firm grip and a somewhat idiotic grin on the others face.
Alfred's Journal away from Journal, Monday 27th.
OK! A lot has happened, first the navy ship was attacked by pirates, I kicked ass but was actually captured, I'm on board right now actually! It's pretty cool but I should escape somehow and meet Matthew again and make sure he's okay. Francis is probably groping the hell out of him with out me there. Well, I was in a cell for a while and met the Captain, his name is Arthur Kirkland, my friend Toris told me, Toris has slightly long brown hair and green eyes. He's a cool guy. Well big eye-brows captain ended up fainting and I saved his life! I'm such a good guy! Toris thanked me by feeding me and telling me about the captain and the ship. I also asked about some of the crew members but he wouldn't say much. He wont let me leave the captains office though and gave me some paper to write on while he went to get me more food! I'm still hungry and they did steal food from my ship so I deserve that much.
My real journal should be safe on board with Matthew, I will just put these in it when I get back. Hey! looks like captain grumpy pants is waking up! I think I need to get in a ready position.
Semi-cliff hanger and I guess I will point out that the journals will either be before or after the normal point of view stuff. I wont mix them around or in between because that would be confusing. I hope you enjoyed this chapter.