Chapter Four
Family
"What a birthday present." Caitlyn remarked sarcastically although she couldn't hide her amazement as she walked around the ship's deck. "Didn't I wish you happy birthday?" Andreas spoke looking around for himself.
"Nope."
"Then consider this me saying Happy Birthday." Andreas hoisted his 5'11 figure up onto the upper deck as there was a hole most likely made by a cannon ball where the stairs used to be. "Sorry about the damage to the ship, they just moved it in here so they had no time to repair it." Andreas spoke before reassuring them. "Still sails like it did back in the day, that's what I heard at least." Westly jumped down a hole that led to the lower region of the ship as marine equipment decorated it, most with bullet holes and rips in them stained with red. That really creeped him out. Caitlyn's head peaked down the hole Westly jumped in seeing the same sight. "They haven't even cleaned the stuff out that was left in here."
"Uhuh." Westly finally said as he moved over to a desk with a flintlock on it. He looked around before clipping the flintlock onto the inside of his cargo shorts. His white longsleeved shirt was still soaked as he could feel water still dripping from his sandals. He looked back at the desk noticing a piece of paper that had been clipped onto the back of a compass. The piece of paper read Drake. Westly's eyes widened as he pocketed the compass as well. Caitlyn was still walking around the upper deck as she herself had baggy dark green pants with gold sandals and a gold sash that wrapped around her waist as a belt for her pants. She also wore a white t shirt. Lastly, Andreas who had now dried up a little bit was wearing a black t shirt and a straw bucket hat that hung from the back of his neck. He had jean shorts on which were a bit distressed and wore black slides. Westly hoisted himself up onto the main deck as he looked around. Caitlyn had disappeared, most likely onto the upper deck. Westly then pulled himself up onto the upper deck where a flintlock was inches away from his face. His eyes drifted towards a green band on their leg.
Revolutionary Youth.
Westly's eyes drifted to a Caitlyn with a blade to her neck and an Andreas who were surrounded by Revolutionary Youth who wouldn't dare put a hand on him. The boy in front of him had an afro and was the same amount of tan Andreas was. His hair was black and his eyes were dark brown, he wore the classic green revolutionary uniform and appeared to be above 6 foot as he towered over Westly. "My little brother's friends are fiends just like he is I guess." The 20 year old spoke as it was apparent now that Westly had seen him before him being Andreas' brother, Alex. He held a soaked brown bag and with a closer look it was the one Westly had seen in the water. That same one, with closer inspection was Caitlyn's bag. Westly felt stupid, he should've noticed it was Caitlyn's bag and went back for it. Alex smirked, but his eyes remained stone cold. "Not only did we catch you guys, but we also have a devil fruit in our possession now." Andreas looked towards his brother coldly, "you can't take it away from Caitlyn anyways, it goes right back to her after all of this is cleared up, that's law."
"Not necessarily little brother." Alex spoke sadistically. "Not when the fruit was the Revolutionary Army's possession in the first place." Westly's eyes widened as Andreas looked over towards Caitlyn, surprised. "You stole the fruit from them?" Westly asked as Caitlyn shifted her eyes downwards, defeated. Alex cocked his head back to look at Caitlyn, still smirking. "She took the fruit from our inventory and thought she lost us. We've been shadowing her ever since." Westly's feeling was always right, they were being watched. The revolutionary holding a blade to Caitlyn's neck, removed the blade and kicked her towards the floor. Caitlyn didn't fight back as her body slammed into the deck. Andreas tried to fight against the revolutionaries holding him, but they ended up slamming him into the ground, further constricting his movements. A distracted Alex looked over towards Andreas. Westly slowly reached for his slingshot as that too was gone, most likely losing it when he dived into the cove. Westly then reached for the flintlock he picked up on the lower deck. Before even the handle came out a loud noise filled the cove. Caitlyn screamed as Andreas yelled. "He wouldn't have done anything with the gun, you didn't have to do that you fuc-" His mouth had been covered up by a large hand of one of the revolutionary youth holding him down. Westly looked down at his left shoulder to see red staining the upper part of his white sleeve. The pain shot up his arm as his vision blurred. His knee hit the floor as both his hands did as well. His chest began hurting even more as he gasped for air. He looked up to see a wide eyed Alex yelling at a surprised revolutionary youth who appeared to fire at Westly. Westly tried to stand up as another loud noise went off, echoing through Marietta's cove as a cannonball flew directly towards the revolutionary who had shot Westly. It hit him and sent blood and wood spraying everywhere. Blood splattered on Westly's face and wood splintered into his left shoulder as he began feeling dizzy. He felt himself falling backwards as he heard numerous shouts, his head turning to his right to see ships on that side of the cove already ablaze. Westly's body smashed through the main deck into the lower deck and everything went black.
[Editor's Note: My oh my how the plot thickens! An interesting turning point some would say. Enough of all of that aren't you guys ready for more!? ...I wasn't really done... ANYWAYS Next time on One Piece Rebel Seas: Trouble In Paradise!]