Dawn of Night

[Keneth]

*The line is time passing inbetween since Well was asleep and Keneth was just steering.*

Keneth smiled as he saw Well close his door and chuckled quietly to himself "How cute, he thinks I need him and couldnt shoot him if I wanted to." He laughed as he headed to the chair he'd put in front of the steering wheel so he wouldn't have to stand for long journeys if he didn't want to. "Does have a good spirit about him though, I like that. Determined, headstrong, and not afraid to speak up for himself. Though he'd never make it as a mercenary he's perfect for a freedom fighter." He thought about the captain of the S.S. Freedom and shivered. "He'd definately make a better role model that that creepy captain. Be a great speaker, just something about him that makes you want to like him." He hummed a tune to pass the time.
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Keneth walked down the hallway to Well's room and knocked 3 times, listening for an answer. He heard nothing so he walked in and found him still asleep. "Hm. Well I know you shouldn't be tired for a while." Going over he layed a hand on his shoulder and shook him awake. "Hey...hey? Were almost there and night is starting to fall. Time to get ready."

[Eliza Johansan]

Eliza stood after another hour of picking. She placed her slender hands on the small of her back, and leaned into them to crack it. Hearing the satifying snap and feeling some of the pressure cease, she leaned down and lifted the basket from the ground. Weighing it in her hands, she agreed to herself it was heavy enough. Tomorrow she'd go to the market and attempt to sell them to the other doctors, leaving a good amount for her father to use in his office. She hefted the woven wood up under her shoulder, its handel supporting it, as she began to venture home. Night was quickly falling, and she needed to hurry so she could make dinner. Sure, her father was a top noch doctor, but he was hopeless when it came to food. She chuckled at the thought, and began to sing her favorite song to herself, an old German song called "Bist du bi Meir." She lowered her voice to a hum once she entered the town, but that didn't stop heads from turning. Everybody said she had a beautiful voice, but Elsi didn't care much for singing- she only did it when she was bored or to pass time. Still humming, she continued up the street toward her home.

[Well]

Well woke up rubbing his eyes with his hand, looking lost for a moment and then remembering were he was, he sat up and looked at the captain of the small ship. Well scratched his head and yawned. The band tying the sky pirates hair had fallen of and Well’s long hair fell down in his eyes and over his shoulders. The red-haired boy was always surprised as he saw who long his hair had grown. Every time he promised himself that he should cut it but he never did. Looking around for the band Well spoke to the other boy; “I’m up, I’m up.” He said. “Hey, Hal you’ve seen my ribbon?”

Cheesecake had already walked up to the upper deck and sat on the steering wheel, looking at the city that became visible in a distance. She felt the wind in her feathers and clucked with excitement over being behind a steering wheel like a real captain. The blue hen heard footsteps from the lower deck coming up the stairs; she presumed it was her Welliam and the assassin boy. But what did she know? She was just a hen. But that hen was expert at creating chaos around her.

[Keneth]

Keneth sighed as he heard that name again. Hal. He snorted. "Come on lets go." Walking above deck with him he pointed to the small city coming into sight in the distance. "Thats our destination." He pulled a piece of paper out from a pocket inside his jacket and said "According to this map the house is near the outer edges on the west side of town. Apparently there are some abandoned buildings near it which is good. We can blow them up as were leaving to cause a little more commotion. You may want to make sure your seen, it'll boost your reputation and give you a name. Like i've done so many jobs I hear whispering about me in a lot of places I go. None of them know its me though so I dont have to worry about being recognized. And the bigger reputation you got, the less people who'll try and mess with yah. Wouldn't it be fun to have your own ship and see other ships run away when they see it? Gives me a laugh. Now heres the plan. First we find her house and since they should all be asleep we knock the door down, grab her, knock out anyone who gets in our way, and load her onto the ship. After that we blast a few unused buildings to cause a ruccus, and then if anyone tries to follow us we blast them out of the sky. I'd prefer not to kill anyone though....unless their government soldiers which im okay with but its unlikely we'll meet any of them. Got all that?"

[Eliza Johansan]

Eliza reach the door to her small house. Jiggling the knob, she realized her father had locked the door, which ment he was still at the office. Sighing with frustration, she shifted the basked from one arm to the other, and reached her right hand into the pocket of her apron, digging for the key. Once she found it, she inserted it into the slot. After the tumblers clicked, she pulled the door open and entered the dim room. Glancing around, she came to the conclusion that she really needed to clean up in there. She placed the basket on the counter top in the kitchen, quickly swapped aprons, then set to work on making dinner. As she was cooking, she remembered that her father wouldn't be home in time to eat the meal. "Hm," she said to herself, her voice slightly accented. "I'll just bring it over to him then." She finished preparing the food, then placed his share in a bowl, then covered it. She hurridly ate her own dinner, then headed for the door with the other in her hands. Grabbing the keys and locking the door once more before she left, she headed for her father's doctoring office.

[Well]

Well followed the assassin up the stairs and out in the open. The captain of the ship was speaking about something and hardly seemed to breathe between the sentences. The boy with the red hair yawned and stretched his arms in the air. Throwing an uninterested eye at the map, Well passed the talking assassin and walked up to the front of the ship and looked down at the small town they now were closing in on. It has indeed small for being a town but too small for being a village. Well saw fields with greens and herbs and small houses, he thought he saw a bar and some big buildings that seemed abandoned. Well smiled big and turned to look at the captain of the ship.
“Have you seen this?” Well’s smiled covered his whole face and his eyes shined with happiness, “We are soon in the town! It looks amazing! Can you think about it? There must be about hundred people down there, and they have no idea we are coming!” a wind caught his hair that still hang free around his head. All of the hair seemed to blow into his face and into his mouth but the boy just stroke it out of the way and smiled even bigger as he saw more of the town for every time he pulled his hair out of the way. But as the assassin mentioned kill he turned around, no longer laughing.

“Aren’t you an assassin? I thought you guys killed for fun and nothing more…” Well frowned and eyed the other boy up and down with sudden suspicion. “One thing more, I don’t kill, and this mission won’t change anything. If you are to kill someone, I’ll stop you. Trust me, I will.” Without waiting for an answer the boy turned from the assassin. “Why don’t we stop speaking and get this show on the road? I’ve had enough of pointless chatter, let’s get that girl,” he looked back at the killer behind him, “And no killing, okay?”

[Keneth]

Keneths hands clenched in anger and he nearly ripped the map in his hands into. This guy musteither have a death wish or be crazy. "First of all I take orders from no one and right now, the only thing keeping me from shooting you and dumping your sorry carcass into that village is the fact that I was starting to like you before and I dont want to give myself away! Second, I am a mercenary, not an assassin, and thats murderers who take pleasure in it, I am reviled against the killing of innocents, why do you think I want to make so much ruccus down there? I could just steal her and get out, no witnesses, but then they could charge her for willingly helping the pirates and execute her unless theres witnesses who see her being dragged away against her will. And if you dont kill what the heck are you doing being a pirate? Do you think those government soldiers wouldn't kill you? They'd slaughter you and step on your carcass just to get to the next one in line and they wouldn't give it a second thought. I know because i've seen it happen on more than one occasion. One of my friends thought just like you and now his bones are bleaching in the sun thanks to some government soldiers, and do you know what? I followed them back and they sat there partying and bragging about who killed the most. Their victory was literally short lived though thanks to me. And know this, I dont want to, but if you ever try to stop me from doing anything, the person getting killed will most likely be you. I have never failed any of my missions and i've faced much tougher opponents than you. Now before you open you mouth to insult me again i'll give you a tip, shut it. I can tell that the captain isn't very fond of you from when we talked and I dont think she would care that much if you didn't make it back." He took a moment to breathe multiple times and then sighed, his head hanging. Looking back up the anger was gone from his face and he wore his usual expression though he looked a little more tired than normal."My apologies, that has never happened before. Im sorry." His tone held a hint of sadness and confusion in it. Looking up at the sun and he said "We can go in about 10 minutes. It should be fine by then." After that he went back down the stairs and to his captains cabin, sitting in the chair behind his large desk. Grabbing a picture frame friom the corner he looked at it and smiled softly, thinking to himself, I must visit them soon, then he put the picture of his family back on the table and started thinking about what had just happened. That was the first time he'd ever exploded like that, what was it about that other boy that got to him?

[Eliza Johansan]

As the sun sank lower and lower into the sky, Eliza crossed the small town in a matter of a few minuets. Knocking on the wooden door of the doctoring office twice, she opened it with a quick turn of the handle. "Vater?" She called, using the German word for father. "Papa?" She wandered inside, headed toward his private office. She knocked, then entered, finding him seated in front of the small wooden desk. He was hunched over his paper work, as usual. "Vater, I brought you supper," she said, placing the covered bowl on the desk. She looked at the form on the desk. "Sick again, is she?" She inquired, refering to the patient stated on the paper. Her father nodded, looking tired. She smiled, putting a light hand on his shoulder. "Don't work yourself too hard, Vater, or you might be the one needing the doctor!" With that, the balding man chuckled. "My Elsie, you always know how to make me laugh." He embraced her, then released. "Get home now, before it gets too dark." Eliza nodded, turning toward the door. "Eat your food while its warm!" She called as she exited. "And don't forget the bowl!" She left the small stone builing, headed once more across town. She heald her head high and smiled, humming once again. "And you know how to make me smile, Vater." She whispered to herself. Nothing could bring her down now.

[Well]

The other boy exploded in an anger rush. He started to scream and the words he uttered were many and sad. Kenneth exposed his plans and many of his secrets from the past. The wind howled as if it was pushing the boy’s anger on, eager to see him explode into madness and sadness. What the maddened boy said was both true and hurting. Well almost backed away at the harsh words but he was used to people raging, even thou this one was hardly one of them.

Cheesecake, the blue hen sat on the railing listening to the boy, not caring about the meaning of what he said. To her life was not as complicated as for the humans, she was happy if she got her food in the morning, during day and at night. Life was an ever repeating circle and the ones who made it that way was no one but the humans. Well looked at his friend, seeing her calm and turned to Kenneth without any more fear. The captain stood painting at the steering wheel looking confused and sad. He apologized and turned to walk back under deck.

“You are right. I am not sorry about what I’ve said, time can’t turn back again. What the government has done is unforgivable, but the same goes for us.” Well clenched his hand hard, looking away from the other boy’s back. “Those people you’ve killed had family too and friends. Killing is and endless spiral of hate that won’t die out before all humans have died.” Looking up at the sun, letting it’s shine light his green eyes, “Guess why the captain dislikes me? I won’t let her kill the government, not now or ever. That is the way I live my life.”

[Keneth]

Keneth heard what Well said as he went to his cabin and sat there and when the time had passed and it was time to go he walked back up to deck and looked him in the eyes. "I wish everyone in the world thinked like that but the thing is they dont and the ones that do are quickly wiped out by them. Do you know why I became a mercenary? As a kid my family was poor and had nothing, we nearly starved many a time. Then after an incident with this stuck up rich guy, I started pickpocketing, only from those who were mean and rich like that guy was though. It helped us to stay alive but still my family was pushed around and insulted for being poor and they were not living the life I think they deserved. Especially my little brother, he could never make a single friend cause all the other kids would tease him. When I took on this job I finally started making enough money to send back to them that they could live like the average person and wouldn't have to worry and with the reputation i've got, no one would dare hurt them. That is why I became and still am a mercenary. You can hate me if you wish, but that is just how it is. I dunno what kinda life you grew up with but thats mine." He looked up at the sky, saw it was pretty dark now, and said "Its time. Lets go. Dont cause a commotion until after we have the girl, we dont want our escape blocked." Lowering the ship till it was near the ground he went over to the side rail and opened part of it, reaching down and pulling out the stairs they'd use to get back on. Walking down he made no sound as he headed for the house. Pulling the giant sword off his back he slashed the blade straight through the lock on the door and pulled it back, putting it back on his back and looking to see if Well was behind him. Just to be safe he pulled out his sonic blaster, setting it to a minor pulse so it would only stun people. Looking at Well he whispered "Before you ask, its on stun."

[Well]

*I thought I should post before we meet our target, hope that was okey Eliza*


Well was tying his weapon to his hands, using his tooth to tie the bands keeping the claws attached to his hands. The claws were made of steel that was surprisingly light and sharp. The sky pirate tested that the claws were surely attached by hitting the air and making fighting moves against a non existing opponent. Satisfied by the bands Well turned to the captain of the ship who just entered through the door. The captain must be in a sentimental mode since he told Well about his past. He felt the sadness in the other boy’s voice and the shallow regret as he said that Well could hate him if he wanted. At least the fox-like boy thought he heart regret in the other young man’s voice.

During the way down Well grabbed the railing and looked down at the closing in ground. Hal really was used to steering this thing! He pulled the ship down with perfect control and landed without a sound. Once the boy had pulled the stairs down Well jumped down the railing, landing not quite as silent as the assassin but with a lot more silent then a normal human.
The pirate followed the thief who had put a giant sword on his back and was heading for their target’s house. They stopped in front of a house that looked no different from any of the other houses around it. Well was just about to ask if Hal was sure that this was the right house then the thief drew his sword slashing the poor look in two. After putting the sword back, the boy drew one of his other weapons, Well, not knowing what is the world that weapon was, nodded at the assassin and walked past him into the house. It was empty, in the kitchen stood a bowl that had contained soup and an unwashed bowl complete with a dirty spoon. Well spotted a table and pulled out a chair and sat down. The assassin seemed to have followed him as Well thought he could hear steps in the hall

[Eliza Johansan]

*It's chill, don't worry*

Eliza slowly made her way home, watching her step as the night enveloped the small town. Very few people were still out and about, but to those who were, Eliza waved to the ones she knew. She hummed quietly to herself as she crossed the town for the second time that evening. Once she reached her house, she slipped her hand into her apron pocket for the house key, only to realize that the padlock wasn't there. "Strange," she said to herself. "I thought I locked it." She didn't notice the sliced lock lying in the dirt right at her feet. She reached and turned the handle, opening the door. She entered, and immediatly knew something wasnt right. She cautiously walked into the small house, turned the corner and entered the kitchen. There, she saw to boys, not much older than here. "Was zum Teufel?!" She said, reverting to German. "Vat are you doing in my house!?" Her usually light accent was heavier with fear and anger. "Vat do you vant?!"

*short*

[Keneth]

Keneth looked around the empty kitchen and kicked over one of the chairs. "Blast it all! She must not have come home yet. We'll just have to wait." About half a minute later he heard someone coming in and by the soft steps, he could tell it was her. As she came into the kitchen and said something in another language he looked at her, waiting for her to finish. The last two lines he understood at least. He raised the sonic blaster, aiming it at her after checking to make sure it was still on stun the said "You." In response to her second question. He pulled the trigger in rapid succession three times, enough to paralyze her for a few minutes so they could get out of here.

*Sorry had to rush it.*

[Well]

Well’s eyes followed Hal as the other boy went around the house kicking down the poor girl’s furniture. The sky pirate stood up from the chair he was sitting in and walked over to the fallen chair. Well bent down and picked up the chair, putting it back where is had stood before. He turned to the other boy with his hands placed on his hips as his mother always did when he, as a boy had did something wrong. Well had just open his mouth and was about to give the thief a lesson in how to behave in the company of others but before he managed to start the door opened.

Well turned to the door, hearing footsteps in the hallway. A girl entered the house walking with careful steps. Well felt a smell of flowers and ink, perhaps her father or mother worked at a newspaper? The girl came around the corner and stopped dead in her track, her eyes big with surprise. One must admit that the girl was beautiful, not like the overdressed divas that was on every advertisement with big lips and overused makeup with shiny hair. This girl was truly beautiful; she had long, brown hair and green eyes that looked outward, at the world instead of in at her own beauty. When she spoke her voice had a certain clang, like church bells ringing through a rain.

Beside him Well heard a click from Hal’s weapon, as he looked to his right he saw the other boy checking his weapon and aiming it at the girl. Without really thinking, the sky pirate reached out and moved the slinger thing at another direction. The ray hit harmlessly the wall and Well took a step forward, walking past the girl and scowling her in front of him to the table. After that he offered the girl a chair and sat down on the chair Hal had kicked down. Well threw up his feet on the table, leaning back in the chair with his hands behind his head. Looking at his companion, Well spoke without hurry; “That’s not the way you treat a lady. If we get her help I want to tell her the plan. Don’t worry if she disagrees we will still take her but I want her to at least know.” Well toyed with the claws on his hands. “Don’t attack me with that thing, please, if you start a fight, we’ll never get out.”

[Eliza Johansan]

Eliza watched the two boys. "Was zum Teufel ist hier los?" She mumbled to herself. "Look, I don't know who you guys are, or vhat you vant." She said sternly, leaning with one hand on the table. "But van thing is apparent: You two are pirates." She smiled. "And vatever it is you guys need me for, I'd say I'm in." She held up a finger, just in case one of them wanted to say something. "But I want to hear it first." She'd managed to calm her accent, and took a seat in the wooden chair the red-haired boy offered her. She thought it was strange, how it was her home and the boy was offering her a chair. "So tell me. What is it you have in store for me?" She leaned her chin on her folded hands. "And get your filthy boots off my kitchen table, knabe."