Author's note:

OMG PLOT

Chapter 11: Andrew

They had been inside with the rest of the crew, Aryll, and Natasha for a minute when the door flew open just as the lightning flashed, and thunder boomed. There was a black figure in the doorway, and the room fell silent. Several seconds passed. It came in to reveal a young man with brown hair and eyes in his nineteen's, and he shut the door behind him.

Everyone looked at him (no one was in the cafe except for a waitress, Link, Aryll, Quill and Natasha, and the crew) and he busied himself with taking his jacket off and hanging it on a coat hook. Then, he noticed that he was being watched.

"What's up?" he said in a kind voice. "I'm not dangerous." The tension loosened up a little, and the crew were talking again. He came by the five who were sitting at the bar and sat down next to Link.

"I'm Andrew. How about you?"

"Link."

"Aryll."

"Natasha."

"Tetra."

"Quill."

"I'm sorry we had stared... but's it's so fierce out there that we didn't think anybody would be out there." Aryll said. Andrew chuckled a little, and thought for a few seconds before speaking again.

"Well, the wind currents are really messed up, so my fishing boat was blown from the west. What's your story?"

"It's a long one," Link said. "We'll be giving you an earache if we tell it to you."

"I'll take your word for it!" Andrew laughed. Now this is an okay guy, Link thought.

"It's really wet out there," Andrew continued.

"Yes... hey, you're not wet at all!" Aryll exclaimed. "How did you dry off so fa-"

"So, where are you from?"

"The south," Tetra said.

"Wow! Fisher's Cove is at the very bottom of the Sea Chart. I don't know about the seas south of here... what's it like?"

The six talked about themselves and other things, for so long that it seemed like Andrew was a friend. They didn't notice when it turned from day to late at night, and the storm picked up. Finally, they got back to the original topic of the weather, and then Link asked the all-important question:

"Do you think you know why this storm has suddenly come about?"

Andrew's expression changed from friendly to serious, and his eyes were dark.

"That was a dark time," he said. "This is just a legend." Then he turned to the waitress and ordered a cup of coffee before starting.

"Long ago, oh, about a century ago, there were three people, older than you. They were triplets. And they came to the Northern Seas, with a great power in their hands, and they attempted to revive the land that was deep under the sea, sealed by time. They set a curse and caused rain to fall endlessly, like it would never stop. They cast spells to protect the powers from being found and used to defeat them.

"Then, one day, four people from the south sealed away two of the three troublemakers, and the land was prevented from being risen. I don't know if it is really going to happen, but the rain has never appeared out of nowhere before, and it has never rained this hard. The storm has never been this close. They say that there had been a storm for every island." He sipped his coffee.

"I have a feeling that the three triplets have broken the seal, and regained their original powers. They have set out to resume their original plans to take over this sea and turn the world to despair, along with rising the sea floor and the forbidden city."

"...Wow," Aryll said. "That's all I can say. Wow."

"It's almost like a prophecy," Natasha commented. "The three who rescued the Northern Seas..."

"Well, I did see three young people in a pirate duel, earlier today. They certainly had experience for more than a year." Andrew commented. "I'm sure they can..." Aryll blushed, Tetra laughed, and Link raised one eyebrow, then looked at Tetra, and back at Andrew.

"You never know," Quill said.

Well, I have better get going," Andrew said, and he took a large gulp of his coffee. "I'll need to find someplace to sleep. Most of the fishermen here sleep on their boats, but the storm out there... G'night."

Then he got up, walked over to the door, picked up his jacket, and threw it over his head and shoulders before going outside. The door slammed behind him. The remaining five quietly discussed between themselves why he had left so quickly, until one of the crew members discovered a load of sleeping bags in the back room, and they got ready to sleep.

"Dammit dammit dammit!" Andrew was mumbling as he walked in the dark, heavy rain, but not a single drop was touching him. "I shouldn't have told them. Mark and Daniel are going to be so mad."