Nightfall Pirates: Chapter 1 : Midnight

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[glow=red,2,300]MIDNIGHT[/glow]

In Baterilla....

The sun was slowly setting and the birds were just slowly making their way back to their humble homes. The citizens of Baterilla were now in their houses. The bars were loud as usual and drunks were roaming the dark streets. The skies was begging to get darker. A lot of laughing and talking echoed through the dull and almost empty streets.

Meanwhile just outside the island of Baterilla...

A raft slowly drifted along the dark blue sea, it was making it's way towards the island. Inside the raft lay a man. This man seemed to be wearing a long green coat and he had a cutlass rested beside him. He seemed to be wearing blue pants and a white shirt.

[Introducing Bellamauntt]

Bellamauntt was fast asleep. He had been sailing for days and had just finished his last bit of food. He snored loudly. However something woke him up, something wet,something white...Bird Poo.
He suddenly awoke and wiped the poo from his face, he then looked up and shook his fist towards the birds. A funny yet, angry look on his face.

"Damn Birds! Can't you see Im trying to sleep!" he would yell with a rather angry look upon his light face.

He then sighed and lay back on his raft.

"They'll soon see..." he would say to himself. He was going to achieve his goal no matter what.

Back at Baterilla...

"Hahaha!~ More SAKE!" a pirate would yell with a silly look on his face. Next to him his partner who was busy reading the news. A toothpeck on his mouth. He seemed to be more calmer.

"Ugh..such low bounties...no challenge at all..."

[dantetakai]

Cross sat in the bar, his hair matted and his cloths sticking to his cloths, he was still wet from swimming hos way to land after his ship sank. The bar was nothing but dirt and dust which stuck to his cloths and face. He looked toward to men talking, their voices carrying over the bar. Cross stood up and sat by them, his half-finished bottle of rum clanking on the counter with a resounding thud. “Just because they have no bounty, doesn’t mean they aren’t dangerous.”

The other two didn’t seem to hear him. He grabbed the bottle of booze and took a heavy swig. Before taking his sword staff and tapping the microphone on the top creating a sound that buzzed loudly enough that everyone stopped talking and looked toward him. “Please, Shut up. These fine men are trying to have a conversation.”

Five minutes later, Cross was kicked from the bar by the bouncer, and landed with his face in the mud. His white suit stained now, he grabbed his sword staff and stood up. The sky was relatively clear. Cross was too drunk to guess the time accurately. He stood shakily and drew his sword. “I didn’t finish my drink.”

The bouncy drew a knife from his belt. “Just get out of here you drunkard. You already had two bottles.”

“I haven‘t finished my drink…”

“I said—“ Cross created a sound wave from his staff and it stunned the bouncer as he sheathed his sword and walked back inside to finish his drink.

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Seconds turned into minutes and minutes into hours, Bellamauntt had been sailing for a pretty long time now. He had to find land or else he was done for. Luckily a island suddenly appeared on the Horizon, Bellmauntt awoke from his sleep and began to stretch. A slight yawn passed his lips. He looked ahead only to see and island. A small smile appeared on his lips.

"Heh, looks like luck was on my side" he said to himself as he picked up his cutlass.

A small breeze blew along his face. The ship was now beginning to reach the port of the island. Bellamauntt slowly jumped of his raft and tied it to the dock. He strapped his katana on his waist and began to look around. It was quiet. A slight sound of laughter and music could be heard just further down the road. Bellamauntt began to make his way towards the source of the sound. His footsteps echoed. After a few minutes of walking he could see a building, a building which had a lot of light coming out of it. As Bellamauntt approached the building he noticed a man laying on the floor. He seemed to be out cold. Bellamauntt rolled his eyes and pushed the door open. He began to walk towards the counter. He seemed to have accidentally knocked down someone's bottle.

"Oi! I was drinking that! You little runt have to go pay for it now!" the bottle owner said as he began to roll up his sleeves.

Bellamauntt drew his cutlass and pointed the tip of it towards the man's neck.

"Pay? No thanks."