Heeeeey, so I stepped away from this a while ago. I had joined the armed service, got married had a baby, then so much has happened since then that this took the back burner. Not that it ever left my mind, so while I've been thinking it over for years I'm here to revamp some of these chapters as I wrote this when I was about 17 and nearly 10 years later I cringe at some parts. So uh, for anyone still reading this, here we go. As before, I own nothing by my OCs, and deviations from the plot.


Running was just a stupid idea, but most of the plans I had were stupid in some way or another. My feet moved with incredible speed as I moved through the brush. The momentum was causing the low brush to scrape at my skin and clothes in an annoying way. Movement in the brush behind me signaled how close the enemy was, resisting the urge sigh as I moved faster. Making My legs stretch farther, I attempted to lengthen out my strides. Another cruse fell from my lips as I thought about if only I had been born with a few more inches so my leg would cover more ground. Jumping over a branch I pushed myself harder as I felt the tell take sign of burning in my lungs and legs letting me know that I wasn't going to be able to keep this speed up for long. Finally seeing the edge of the forest, I mutter a couple words and I was suddenly crossing the 30 feet within ten seconds.

Feet spread in front of me as I sailed through the air, hands dangling between my legs. Lowering the appendages, I landed, skidding and turning all at once so I could face the forest. Glaring into the brush yellow eyes stared right back at me. Lavender hair settling over my left eye as I regarded the animal laying wait in the brush. Watch the silted pupils look from me to something behind me. I crouch slightly as it started to come out of the brush. People had been talking about a large cat in the forest taking their kills, and finally someone had been killed themselves. It wasn't afraid of humans, judging by the way it chased me the last few hundred yards.

I could feel fatigue starting to close in around me. I had been out here for a few days hunting this thing. It had taken me the first day to even find tracks to follow, it was making use of the tree canopy above us. After finding a few left-over snacks it had stashed away in different places I had managed to find its home. It had taken me another half a day to even spot the damn thing, and when I had I knew it knew I was there. Never taking my eyes off of the feline, we began a slow circle of each other. The moment I let it within striking distance it was going to try and rip something off. I had an advantage that it was also focused on something else and not solely me this time.

"Shatter." The ground under the both of us cracked and lifted and dipped in different areas. Throwing the feline off balance I was able to attack it. Making my way to the animal, it suddenly turned in my direction with a paw raised up in an effort to attack me. Muttering another word, I propelled myself to be on top of the panther. Looking directly down I was passing over the top of its head. "End."

As the word passed my lips I touched the back of its neck. Feeling the feline jolt as its muscles twitched. Flipping myself more so I would land on my feet I looked at back the panther. The now dead animal was twitching slightly as it's muscles stopped receiving messages from the dead brain. The uneven earth started to annoy me as I had to stand with my feet on two different slabs of terrain. Bringing my left hand from my side, I rested my head against it. Pondering what I should do with the carcass, I suddenly remembered that the panther was looking at something. Turning to my right I saw a strange sight.

A polar bear.

In an orange jumpsuit.

We stared at each other for a couple brief moments. Then I started to move towards it. The fear in its eyes seemed only natural once it saw me kill the other animal. I looked down in its arms and saw a body. Correction, a very injured man, wasn't dead yet so I shouldn't call it a body. A large green hat sat upon the unconscious man's head. Orange, shaggy hair matted with blood. The arm closest to me seemed to be broken in a couple places, and both his legs were in different angles. Once I was a few feet from them the bear started to back up. Raising a lavender eyebrow, I stopped two feet from them. The large animal was shaking slightly, the man in his arms being tousled a bit from it. Looking back into its beady eyes I saw the raw fear building more than before.

"Are you lost?" I expected the creature to simply nod or shake his head to answer. It seemed to be debating whether or not to actually grace me with an answer.

"Yes." My eyes widened when it verbally answered.

"You can talk?" I couldn't keep the shocked tone down as I responded to it.

"I'm sorry!" It looked down and then suddenly it tensed. Looking back up to me, then the man in its arms. I stepped closer to get a better look at the downed man. There were gashes on his chest and his other arm was split open. "Please, you have to help me get back to the port! Shachi will die without the Captain's help!" His beady eyes imploring me to help him save the man in his arms. Assuming it was male, I suppressed the urge to sigh for the hundredth time today.

Turning on my heel I started in the western direction. After a few feet I noticed I didn't hear any noise behind me. Looking over my shoulder the polar bear didn't move as he watched me with a lost look. Nodding him in my direction his face lit up as he scurried to follow me. Pushing the foliage in front of me out of the way I made sure that the bear could follow me properly through the woods. It wasn't long before we made it to the beach just in front of the port. On instinct, I turned around and pushed the bear down by putting my hand on top of its head. Or rather I tried to, I then noticed that it was way taller than me and I couldn't' do so.

Looking behind me at the beach I noticed weapons were flying around the battlefield. A man with a white cap with brown spots was facing off against another man. The other was blond with a sword in his left hand and a dagger in his right. Cursing to myself I spun around and ran into a blue field. Hoping my gut instincts were right, I tackled the blond. Holding both hands by his head, his eyes were closed as he thrashed around. The impending headache I could feel brewing before I saw the monster of a feline while I was trying to meditate was now at the forefront of my skull. This isn't how I wanted my first day back to civilization to start, but I seemed to have that kind of luck about me lately.

"Hey, cut the bullshit now Alec." Pale blue eyes snapped open and stared into my own briefly as he took in my face. I could only imagine the dirt stained face looking back at him. My lavender bangs still cover my left eye slightly as they hung forward, hair fraying out of the bun I had placed it in a few days ago. Leaning back slightly I felt a point of a weapon behind me. Glaring at the male he sheepishly smiled at me and the weapon disappeared. Simply turning around on his chest, I looked at the other male momentarily forgetting that he was even here. His weapon was still raised in his right hand as he regarded me with a frown, or so it looked like from the distance.

"I believe the polar bear belongs to you, yes?"

His eyes narrowed at me, pointing in the direction where said bear was he turned to look as well. Sheathing the sword, he calmly looked at the man in the bear's arms, giving the animals instructions to get back on the sub? The blue field that was around them collapsed and retreated into his chest. Raising a thin eyebrow at that I fought the curious urge to touch him. My own abilities required it and I was wondering just what he had going on inside him. He was clearly a fruit user like myself. My thoughts came to a halt when he approached us. Moving off of the idiot under me, I stood with my arms crossed over my chest defensively. It was beyond too early to see is he was a threat to us. Especially when I just saw him in combat with the man behind me. Who was now unconscious it looked like, seems he finally succumbed to the after effects of using his own ability.

"Bepo said that you lead him out of the woods." My already raised eyebrow went higher as I showed my slightly confusion to the name he gave me. "The bear."

Nodding in understanding, I still regarded him with caution. He seemed to want to say something else, but it was lost when a groan came from behind me. Looking over my shoulder at the idiot on the floor, he was groaning in his sleep. Walking over towards the pained part of him I placed my hands on either side of his head pressing down lightly on his temples. A very slight green glow came from them as his pain expression relaxed and he stilled. Apparently using his ability was still draining him too much. His condition was getting worse. A frown settled on my lips as I stood up and sighed heavily in defeat. My abilities could do nothing more for him, no other ability could save him either. Narrowing my eyes at the sand next to him I tried to see if I could heal whatever was causing him this pain. However I'm not a doctor so I couldn't even begin to try and fix what was wrong with him.

"I wanted to thank you Miss...?" The deep voice behind me caught me by surprise. I thought he would have just walked away with how long I was in the thought. Turning back to him, his stormy eyes look in my expression. Keeping my face neutral now, I had no problem keeping this face no matter the situation. I opened my mouth to reply, but nothing came out. I stared at his face longer, narrowing my eyes as I tried to recall where I had definitely seen the man before. His tan face held a slight smirk as I raked my eyes over his handsome face.

His eyes were steely, the dark bags under his eyes told a story of a man who was probably as tired as I was at this moment. Dark hair peaking out from under his hat, and the soul patch he sported as well. He was taller than myself, but that wasn't hard since everyone else int he world apparently was part giant. Straight nose, a strong jaw line didn't set him apart from most of the men I knew sailing around the world at this moment. I wasn't going to sit here and act like her was a plain joe, he wasn't. But I wasn't going to drool over it, I'd been around attractive men all my life, I wasn't going to let handsome faces get to me now. I wouldn't have gotten anywhere on the seas if I let them sway me at every turn.

Bending over and lifting the now unconscious man from the ground. I wrapped an arm around his waist and threw an arm over my shoulders. Rolling my eyes at how heavy he was, I made me think of how I needed to probably work out more. Dragging the blond away from the unknown male I didn't turn around to even grace him with my name. My only focus was on the foolish man in my care. I was going to end his life with my own hands one day if he was going to carry on like this. Making my way back to the town just on the other side of a short patch of forest I almost dropped him a couple of times. This idiot, even in his sleep was a pervert. The hand dangling over my should groped my breast, it was then I decided to drag him on the ground.

I made sure to avoid the town as I walked him back to his little home on the edge near the port. He liked to claim it was our place but there was nothing about it that I wanted to call home. I had been living here for sometime now, but sometimes it was like a fever dream. Days could pass without a single incident then I'd always managed to get roped into some shit that he was trying to do. Keep the townsfolk safe; he had taken it upon himself to be the protector, but his inability to control his powers kept him from it. The idiot was always pushing himself to hard an thought causing himself to pass out from exertion. Making my way to his little house I kicked open the door and threw him on the couch. Running a rag under the faucet for a couple of seconds until it was cold and drenched, I placed it on his forehead. He would be heating up soon, and I wasn't going to be playing nurse all night again.

His ability was draining him physically now like it did before we had set foot on this island. No doctor we knew could figure out the source of it other than his ability to manipulate things midair. It required a certain amount of concentration and stability from the user. It was becoming harder and harder as time passed, and was the result of him stepping down from his life at sea. He couldn't help in skirmishes if he was continuously down within 30 minutes of it beginning. He was literally an open target for any man desperate enough to kill a single one of us.

"Ana-onee!" Barley sitting in the chair, I turned to the door where a small child was. His black tousled hair and wide blue eyes cut through me. Shaking my head slightly I gave the child my full attention like always. His small chest was heaving up and down heavily as though he had been running from something. I could feel my eye brows furrow together and a small frown grace my lips. He was normally stuck to side of his sister; their parents ran the local bar in the middle of town. Good folks, they even had a spot reserved for me most of the time. The children enjoyed the storied of the seas and adventures that came with that freedom I had once experienced

"Yes, Alex?" The small child seemed to relax at my voice.

"There's been an attack on the city square!" Rising out of my seat I crossed the small room in two strides. Bending down and placing my hands gently on his shoulders.

"Do we know who did it?" He started to shake, as unshed tears came to his eyes.

"The Young Lord Patty did it! He and his men slaughtered everyone in the square!" His nose started running, and tears started running down his face. It was then I noticed his dirty face, and scraped knees. My blood started to run cold, there was probably only one way he knew this had occurred.

"Alex, were you and your sister in the square?" My tone was wavering. My rage came rolling off of me in waves when he started shaking harder and let out an anguished sob. The room started to heat up as my anger got the best of me for a couple moments. Flickering my eyes to the young man on the couch. "Stay here with Alec, I'm going to rid of us the problem."

Walking out in large strides, I ignored the young child's pleas of me staying put. I had been on this island for more than a few years and just barely tolerated the man sitting in the villa on the hill. While he had raided them before, he'd never actually killed anyone. I could heal the basic wounds that were left by his shady men that were always changing. When I stepped into the square, I could see black marks and smelt the burnt flesh of others around me. Multiple buildings were in different conditions, varying from burnt down to smoldering still after the townsfolk had put them out with water.

"Ana!" As I took in the state of the general store, which had been burnt down, I turned my head to see the mayor running to me. He wasn't that old, maybe only 50 or so, but hit gray and white hair made him seem older. He did have salt and pepper hair when I first arrived, however with the arrival of Patty, it went gray in a short time, then the white started to come in.

"I heard it was Patty." I told him, as I took his arm and healed a minor burn that was on it.

"He came down here, speaking about how the time was almost here." The man was obliviously out of breath and from the soot and burned edges of his clothes I knew that he had been here for the aftermath at the very least. "He said he'd be back, and that he'd leave nothing behind this time."

"Tend to the wounded, and get the rest of those embers put out. I'll take care of Patty." His shoulders dropped and I could almost feel the load rest on my shoulders as it came off his own.

"Ana..." Spinning on my heel I turn around to take to the path that lead to the damn villa up on the hill.

I could feel the urge building in me to purge this peaceful place of its plague. It was the best way to describe him. He had settled on this place for one reason or another, but it wouldn't matter anymore. While I had been trying all this time to calm the raging storm that still lingered inside of me, I wouldn't today. I could feel it simmering just under the surface, and I knew the rush of releasing all the emotions on the battlefield. I had done this many a times, as the seas were never kind to those upon it. I refused to be swallowed but it's deceivingly beautiful depths before, and now wouldn't be any different.


So yeah, here is chapter 1 revamped. I've got the next few chapters lined up, and should hopefully have the next chapter out within a few days. Expect some changes in the story line, things have changed since I've had plenty of time to really put the story together.