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((My sincerest apologies! I hadn't noticed that what I thought I had posted wasn't here until Ortho pointed it out for me. Thanks for that, mate!))

As the supplies were loaded up Griffon boarded and motioned for Ortho to board as well. In very little time Griffon was settled into what ever area he managed to claim and 'hang his hat', as the saying goes. Of course, he was not a sailor, and he made very sure to leave the work to the other men as he polished his sword and prepared to give plenty of stories on their voyage. Which to do... He decided to start again with his time as a gladiator/prisoner, then a few other stories of his adventures, and if he needed more he would recite the stories passed down to him by his family. And that is what he did. Soon enough he was sitting on the deck, having commandeered a barrel as his seat, and telling his stories to all who wanted to listen.

Ortho nodded at Rro's question. Ortho was a proud and confident creature much like Skyra was. The Scrauser in general were proud creatures. "Trust me, I've been a doctor for quite some time," Ortho said. "I've learned to do just about everything in my field, including bullet removal and cut sewing."

Eventually, the ship was ready to leave port and and Ortho was called onto the ship. This was where Ortho would make his decision. "Fine, I accept your invitation," he said. "I'm sure there are other doctors the huma... people can call upon for help. ...And yet I still feel bad leaving them behind. ...Hmmm, what could possibly go wrong." Once on the ship, he couldn't help but wonder if people knew who he was, or that he was a Scrauser. His tongue slipped quite a bit, and soon people would figure it out. And on that note, he still wanted to know more about Skyra. Was it worth taking the risk to ask?

"So... I guess I wanted to resume my questions about a certain Scrauser on board," Ortho said. "I heard he was a creature with x-ray near-sight and I wanted to see if he was the same Scrauser I worked on years ago after a dragon attacked a Scrauser colony."

Rro let the crew do their work as the story teller, new doctor, and sea rat in the crows nest went about their business. Hiro was more then likely still practicing on rats and seagulls and other such creatures with his talents, but Rogers was focused he turned the wheel and sailed from the harbor at full force. He hoped his friend Icias would be ok. But in his heard he knew the Bearon would not be. He looked out over the village and watched a small ferry sail out to sea with the Bearon at the helm. Rro gave a wave but his apology gesture was not seen by his old friend. A few children and scholars sat aboard the ferry as they hoped to escape.

But the further and further away Rro's ship got the worse he felt. A few miles out he turned back to see the fires lighting the sky under the setting sun. Black Beard would pay for this one day, In the bay the ferry had been sunk by a load of cannonballs and the Bearon was no where to be found. For the first time in over two centuries Fireball Island was burned to the ground by the pirates who once settled on it to escape lives of evil and pillaging.

"Yo ho, dead man tells his tales through the cutting wind of the salty storm, without the stories of them no dreams are born, yo ho, yo ho, yo ho..." The men whispered the last line to themselves and hung their heads as the they escapes into a black clouded sea. A warm rain began to fall on the ship and Rro smiled, "Don't let the tears of the fallen crush your spirits you salty spit globs! Let them hand you the next bottle promising and pledging your dirty hands to what is next to come." Rro took a bottle from a near by crew mate. "Treasure, Revenge, and Adventure!!!"

His two first companies had destroyed the city from the mountain down. "Fire at that Ferry men!" A barrel of gas exploded on the ferry as a few men and children fell over board into the water. "Light er up!" Fires consumed the ferry and the vessel sank, Thatch roared with laughter, "Wolfie, kill!!!" The giant galleon docked at the harbor crushing smaller ships and pirates swung onto the land beginning to pillage all the wealth and light the place a blaze. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the ship sailing off into the darkness of a distant rainstorm. "Smart one aren't you Rogers..." Edward Thatch slammed his fist onto the railing, "but for your cowardess everyone on this whole island will have to be punished!!!!"

Henry dived over boared and sunk to the bottom of the shallow bed. He didnt have to breath much.

He made it to the beach and shook the water out of his fur. "blah, i hate swimming." time was against henry as the island was being hit by cannonballs. There were dead on the streets. He flipped a couple of them over but they wernt his pray. The bearon was his next pray after Rogers. So he went to work tracking him.

Every few years Admiral Masterson would take a vacation to a distant place, he had been keeping his eye on a rumor he had head here on Fireball Island, but now this! "Bloody Pirates!!!" He was one of the "Three War-Admirals". As far as the other two, one was so old he could hardly move and the other had just been killed, Samuel J. Thorne. He was without a crew and using valuable free time to investigate some leads from the Telecans, last messages before Sam went down... And two messages really stuck in his head.

50112- Preditor. Island. Real. Send. Help.

50113- Woman. Pirate. Clove. Helping. Rogers.

"What the hell is going on here?" The officer rushed out of his beach vacation home in time to see the last of the Bearon's ship for woman and children sink. Everyone on that boat was most likely dead. "Who the hell is attacking Fir...." The ship loomed over the island almost as if it was blocking out the sun. "Thatch, is here??" He smerked, in his heart he knew he was gonna die here, no back up, no crew, no hope to get any Telecans' out.

He rifled through his belongings, cloths and such to reveal his weapon of choice. A giant, dark brass metal, two shot holding cannon launcher. "I'll have to show you the BAD WIFE!!!" A single shot was blasted out of the cannon and hammered against the massive pirate ship. Mars was old, but incredibly strong, he was only pushed back a bit by the force of the blast. "Hello puppy... You must be Thatches new first mate." A loud blast echoed through the air once more as a second shot flew the the sky and this one hit the docks. He lowered his weapon and began to reload as he watch to see if the dog or ship we're going to fall. The ship would be fine, but how about the first mate, was he at least dead?

The blast hurted his ears as all loud things do. But other then that he was fine except for a singed patch of fur on his leg. henry slowly drew out his Wolf Sword and pounced on his pray.

His aim was true but a cannonball the belonged to the ship blasted another hole in the docks and he was forced to jumped a side.

Finishing up his reload he took aim at the furry wolf man, who had drawn a strange sword of some sort. "Black Beards lap dog is about to be put down like the hound he is!!!" He was a bit tipsy from earlier drinking as he was on vacation but this fight was really sobering him up. "FIRE!!!" And another exploding shot burst from his Cannon Launcher, "you ever had a Bad Wife pup? She is loud as hell and sure packs a punch when she's fired up!!!" An explosion flared up just in front of the wolf man, most definitely throwing him back. "And at least with this one I don't have to spend half my Silvers to divorce like the last two!!!"

Henry was pushed back by the blast. and land a few feet away. he got up on his feet. Spat out Blood. Henry dash towards the admeral.

At high speed he dodged the next attack. Now that he knew what happens.

Henry gain the space between them in now time at all. he raised his sword for the attack, " Im not a pup,little man. and i hope you going to saw you goodbye to you wife cause you won't see her again." he dived his sword down on to his prays head.

He was no mere naval marksman, he was an admiral and hadn't fired his fourth shot yet. Realizing how fast this kid was he dropped the barrel of his Bad Wife to the ground and let off a shot shaking the ground and throwing himself backwards. "Nice speed pup, but your toothpick sword isn't a match for the gun power of a Navy Admiral" Masteron had sustained a bit of damage after his own explosion, but he landed best he could and reloaded. Two more shots in the Bad Wife, he saw pirates rushing at him from the beach. But he had to keep his eyes focused on the wolf boy. This wasn't over yet...

Pirates filled the streets of the island, slaughtering everyone... No survivors, women and children massacred in the streets, even years from now the event would be known as the Bonfire Massacre. Keeping his eyes on the smoke where he had just been he pointed the Bad Wife at the beach and let off a shot pirates and blood flew every where, he then prepared both arms to swing his cannon launcher to block the next sword attack from the wolf boy. There was no way the kid was dead already.

Henry look at the Pray," tell me wat you secrets are or my face will be the last thing you see," henry said with a sneer. henry Was just a bit taller then the man but the man was equal in strenght as Henry was. This man might be a good ally if he can be changed but that was unlikey wat would the captain do.

Masterson took a foward step foward swinging his massive weapon at the child. This pirate was a lot younger then he but Mars would never allow himself to grow weak. "Secrets? He said fairly confused. "What secrets of the navy would even help you?" He raised an eye brow, "I've been on vacation for just under a month. No info I have is going to be of use to you..." He thought about the transmission that was picked up five months ago from Admiral blonde and cocky. He had been working on decoding it on his time off and the info was in his cabana.

He looked around briefly at the pirates swarming onto the island. This would be it, may as well keep Black Beard from knowing about the dead Admiral or the two Pirate Lords on the same boat... "You mean the secrets in my beach home?" He spun around and fired a shot at the Cabana blowing it sky high. Flames consumed any naval secrets that may have been inside. He didn't have time to reload, swinging the giant gun he hoped to hit the dog before he could be sliced up by the wolf sword.

Henry dodge the attack, kick the mans leg out from under him, stab the other leg and knocked the gun out of his hand,"you just blew up your own house. We didnt need navy secrets , we want to know how the four pirate ledgends are." he said looking at the man on the ground.

The cannon slid away from Mars, "Black Beard knows who the Pirate Lords are.... Or at least he should." Mars winced at the sword in his legs but he couldn't focus on the pain. He reached up and grabbed Henry by the throat slamming him into the sand. This pushed the sword further into Masterson's leg cutting into his bone. A single tear slid out of his eye, "why is Black beard here? Why destroy Fireball Island???" His grip tightened around the dog boys throat. "WHY ARE YOU HERE!?!?!"

Henry tried to get free from the graps but he couldn't. He looked into the mans face. "he knows only three and the island need four to open." henry said."now tell me who it is or you life will be over." henry didn't break eye contact with the man and he waited until he got what the captain wanted.

A thick smoke rolled over the beach like an ominious fog, "I have heard rumors of a pirate killing Clove the Ghost of the Sea, I need to know who he is, where he is." As far as whatever Henry was mumbling on about was a mystery to Thatch, probably lost to much air in his brain from being choked out by the Navy admiral. "My goal is to become the Emperor of the Sea, kill these annoying Pirate lords and end this contest of who is the greatest of them all." An evil laugh burst out of his mouth, "where is the sea ghost Admiral?"

The admiral kicked Henry away and ran towards the Bad Wife, his leg bleeding out a pint of blood a minute. "your want to know who Clove is?" he shoved a single bomb into the cannon and pointed it at Thatch. "Clove the ghost of the sea is a woman!" The gun fired the assive shell and the Pirate lord exploded into a cloud of black smoke. "She is on her way to find some treasure with jol...." Masterson could feel it, a blade of some sort in his back. Who was it? The gun dropped to the ground for the last time and he dropped to his knees. All he heard as he shut his eyes forever was the final screams of the island, and the hiss of black beards voice, good dog.

henry draw his sword from the mans back. and wiped it clean and sheath his sword over his back, "We can leave. We got what we want; Clove is our next target, we must find her captain," he said.," This island is burning. We need to get baxk to our ship and leave."

About a week after the events on Fireball Island came and went the pirate crew soon found themselves approaching an island called the Hook Harbor, it was owned by a small gang of pirates and had recently been renamed from its original title. "I don't remember this place but it seems like a good place to stop as any to get some more crew." Rogers knew with Thatch in these waters he would need more then just ten writes, a bard, and a doctor. He needed to collect more fighters like him, Iveth, and Hiro. "Everyone be on their best behaviors," Rogers laughed sarcastically. "Also Griffon, if your not gonna fight, learn a bit more about how to stitch yourself up if you get that banged up again." He shot a glance to the doctor, "I'm sure our tall chubby friend wouldn't mind."

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