At that point of time, he felt arms snake around his frame and heard his godfather whisper something about attacks on their ship in his ear. He momentarily forgot about his jealousy and forced himself to think of something.
"Flee the ship… now!" He heard Wolfram ordering his soilders. If there would be anyone dying, definitely he would never let it be them. Yuri stared blankly at the now recovered Wolfram for a brief moment, before scrambling to try to retrieve the emergency equipment.

Wolfram rushed to the storeroom and grabbed a box of supplies. He pushed all emotions and thoughts aside and began to rethink his plan over again. Those pirates came in a big fleet; they would have no way of winning over them, in their tiny ship. Well, it was already too late.

They had to use that plan.

"Over there!" Wolfram called out to his soilders, pointing to the end of the ship where Yuri had already lowered the emergency raft. He began to load a box of supplies into the raft.

"Hurry up, the pirates …"

As Wolfram started issuing orders, the pirates fired a cannonball at their ship, damaging the ship with a gigantic hole, and of course, blowing the raft into tiny pieces.

Their last hope, now a miserable mess of wood, sunk to the bottom of the sea. "Damn it," Wolfram gritted his teeth in anger.

"The ship is going to sink any minute now…" His very own godfather 'helpfully' provided his speech. "Throughout these few years, we have lived such fruitful lives. We are not afraid of death! We will-"

"Shut up." Wolfram interrupted with a half glare half pleading expression.

With not another glance at Yuri, Wolfram grabbed a piece of wood from the storage and climbed down. "Jump. Down. NOW!" He ordered.

"Are you crazy!?" Yuri stared at him, with an exaggerated 'shocked' expression.

"Do you want to die?" Wolfram hissed while shooting a glare at Yuri. He was seething and his heart felt as if it was going to burst with emotion; he definitely did not need any other complications throughout this mission.

Without another word, Wolfram jumped down into the freezing water.
The crew soon followed, the reluctant Yuri was eventually grabbed by the waist and forced into the water. Soon, the ship was consumed in flames and they drifted further and further off into sea.

Despite the bone-chilling water and raging chaos around him, he felt unbelievably at peace. He felt that the sea understood him, it was his friend. "Friends are a mirror of what you are"; the uncontrollable sea reflected his current mental state, it could see through him as though he was as transparent as glass. As he sighed, he felt his tired body go limp and every muscle of his body relax, he was giving up. A miniscule smile graced his face as his eyes started closing themselves …

As Wolfram used his hands to raise his face off the ground, he tasted something horrible in his mouth and spat it out immediately, this tastes as if it was made out sand. Wait a minute- sand!? They were supposed to be drifting in the middle of nowhere, not down here on an isla-

Wolfram scrambled to his feet. Scanning the area around him, he saw his soldiers lying on the beach with their faces against the smooth but hard sand. He glanced upwards and spotted a forest ahead of them and let out a loud, exasperated scream.

Hearing the noise, his soldiers began to wake up, all bleary eyed and in a puzzled states. "Where on earth …" Yuri mumbled under his breath.

Oh, great. Now they were in an unknown island located at some random corner of the earth, with no supplies to keep them alive.

Wolfram frowned as he did not hear his god parent's usual snide comments or sense his presence anywhere; his heart sank as thoughts of his god parent being lost forever at sea hit him.

His mind raced and the panic gear in his head was working on over drive, he was contemplating dying on the spot and praying to the gods.

"Get a grip, Wolfram," He determinedly coaxed himself. The most important thing now was to keep the Maou safe and alive, what they needed now was food and water, now was not the time to panic about his lost god parent. Now where in the world would they find food and water? Ah, the forest.

Wolfram broke his train of thoughts and announced to his weary soldiers, "Everyone, listen up. We have to go into the forest to find food and water…But firstly," he paused as if thinking about something before continuing, "Who's missing?"

One soldier raised his hand and reported, "Sir, all of us are here!"

Wolfram nodded his head. "Okay, about the water …"

He felt a familiar hand patting his shoulder and announced that he was going to look for water in the forest ahead. As he brisk-walked into the forest hoping that his soldiers would not notice anything strange about his behavior, he needed to see him again. He broke into a run and eventually reached a clearing in the forest far away from everyone else.

"You know, there is a river inside the forest, why are you freaking out about food and water? Sometimes I don't get you huma-." He didn't even need to guess who it was.
He turned around and screamed, "WHERE THE HECK WHERE YOU!?"

Taken aback by his frantic god child, Wolfram's godparent shrugged his shoulders and said, "Why, when you were sleeping, I risked my beautiful face plus my precious life and ventured into the forest. You should be thanking me, my dear boy, not screaming into my face."

Wolfram sighed wearily and whispered an apology. He grabbed his god father's hand and proceeded to trace their steps back to the beach, where they were probably setting up camp.

"Where are we going?" Confused, his god parent asked.

"Back to camp. To get the others and tell them we found water." His God parent was much heavier than he thought he was, so Wolfram ended up panting out his answer.

A frown appeared on his god parent's face as he retorted, "Then why did you come here then? Running after you was hard work for my pretty lungs you know? You could hav-"

Irritated by his God parent's dense response, he let go of his hand and replied sarcastically, "So I should have stayed there and let everyone think that I am crazy, talking to thin air?"

"Oh."

By that time they had already reached the camp and Wolfram announced that he had found water. His older brothers nodded their approval as they ordered the troops and Yuri to stay and set up their camp and got ready to follow their brother.

Yuri ran towards them and protested, "It's too dangerous. Let me follow you.", sneaking glances at Wolfram's god parent. Wolfram stared at him, wondering what he was up to again. But his brothers did not seem to notice Yuri's odd behavior and discussed the matter among themselves. When they had finally decided that it was safe for Yuri to come along with them, Wolfram turned to face his godparent.

"Lead the way then." Wolfram rolled his eyes and whispered in the direction of his god parent as he trudged up the path into the forest, leaving the group to follow his godparent, who was smiling smugly, through the gigantic forest.

After around an hour of wandering round the forest (and getting lost thanks to the amazing lead of his godparent), they finally sighted the river in the middle of the tall trees. Wolfram felt an exhausted smile flash across his face.

They all quickened their paces, eager to have a taste of the heavenly water sent down by the gods.

"Ah~ Foun~d you~" Came a Sing-song voice from above them, but before anyone of them could react, a gigantic net dropped down from above and trapped them.

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A/N: Chapter 3 is finally finished!
If you didn't realise, I rewrote the last para. of part b because I found it weird and it bugged me.
Exams are over, I didn't fail anything, and all's okay.
BUt I have a feeling this is going no where...
I am going to end this ridiculous authors note and go rot in a corner now. This fever is getting to me.