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Just as the last words escaped Julio's mouth, there would be an answer...

There IS no way out... You're trapped...

If Julio was to turn around, he would see Ryudo come through the entrance into the room as it sealed behind him with Shadow spikes. Ryudo had gotten bored of walking, and instead levitated his way through the tunnel with great speed. But, he went back to walking as he approached the entrance where he'd greeted Julio.

Ryudo watched as this man talked and watched as the fireball lit up the room. Then, he began to talk...

Well, to tell you the truth, I have no need for any treasure of any sort. I also find treasure hunting terribly boring and uneventful. You've proven to be a fun toy to play with thusfar...

As Ryudo spoke, Julio might notice the room getting darker and darker as Ryudo's psychic powers wrapped around Julio's fireball and began to eat away at it. But that wasn't Ryudo's only intent...

Whats the matter? Are you afraid to fight me?

Sadly, Julio's attempts to rekindle the fireball would fail. Ryudo's psychic powers made sure of that. The magical energy that made up the fireball was, like all energy, made of charged particles. The psychic force simply pulled these particles away from eachother, easily disapating the magical energy. Julio's magic wouldn't be able to do anything to the slowly dimming fireball, and soon wouldn't do much else either...

While Ryudo had been getting rid of the fireball, he'd also placed his psychic force around Julio's body, as well as that of his little pet. This meant that Julio was completely unable to use any ammount of magic to any degree that would be useful since Ryudo's psychic force disapated it before it could even get started on any magical attacks...

While this was going on, Julio spoke. "No..I'm not afraid. I just consider fighting to be wrong and impolite."

Is that so...? Fighting can have its uses you know...it isn't all bad. Many things that appear to be bad are not always as they seem...

Ryudo chuckled a bit, his voice dark and deep, just like the shadows that had settled on the floor of the room.

I fight for my own reasons as does anyone else. Most people have different reasons for fighting, but I fight for two main reasons. The first is my goal of human exermination. I can never forgive the human race for what they did to my kind. They killed and hunted down my kind for hundreds of years until we were almost extinct.

Ryudo paced around now, releasing his hold on the fireball and Julio's magic, allowing the room to light up again and show the features of it once more.

For that reason, I am branded as evil by the human race, and am shunned as an outcast by most other races. Even in the society of my own kind there are those who believe that what I do is wrong. Me having a different or extreme point of view tags me as evil. I do what I do for revenge. A strike back at the humans for what they did to my kind.

He then turned and faced Julio again after he'd paced away for a bit.

The second reason is for self betterment and amusement. I find it amusing to play with people and better my own skills. The lives of others amuse me, and I find it entertaining to see how they react under different circumstances. It is also a great reliever of boredom and a stress reliving activity.

He stopped walking and stood, looking at Julio with his arms behind his back.

You have your way of doing things, and your own opinions on what is right and wrong. No one set of values is correct. Try to remember that before judging how someone is. Now, you've given me all the entertainment I need for now, so I shall be taking my leave...

With a final bow and those ending words, Ryudo disapeared into a cloud of black mist, and along with him, so did the spikes. It was as if none of it had ever existed...

Over a week period of time, Madi had become closer friends with her first Mate. And soon had a feeling develop over her that should couldn't explain really. She had never experienced it before, it made her feel as though thousands of butterflies flew within her stomach. She loved spending time with Johnathon, he was ever so sweet and kind to her. But something inside her still was trying to tell her to keep her guard up, that was probably her natural instinct talking or something. Though, just by how he acted, how he treated her made her feel so much more than just alittle rabbit She felt as though she was so much more, she was a lady around him, a normal lady, not a freak. Johnathon however seemed to have other plans running through his mind for the past week about his captain. He had plans, which would soon be revealed to her.

That evening, Madison remained quiet within her quarters. Eating her dinner from the chef as though nothing was wrong. She viewed her map as though there was nothing wrong. Everything was calm and peaceful. Everything that evening seemed perfect almost....too perfect. As she soon began to review her plans, voices seemed to get louder and louder from outside. As though they were yelling and cheering. Slowly she walked over to the door and was about to graps the small silver door knob, but it quickly began to rattle. Madison quickly jumped back as the voices seemed to get louder with every vibration of the door. The sound of swords and weaponary being prepared caused Madi to quickly dig into her coat to find her Sais, They were gone. Her spoon was gone aswell. The Rabbit was defenseless. Finally, The door finally broke.

Six of her crew mates quickly ran into the room, with Smith leading them. All of them armed and with grins on her face. As they stepped forewards, Madi walked away from them. She was frightened, hardly able to move. All of them at precisesly the same moment pounced, trying to get a hold of her in some way. Two Sets of hand grabbed onto her arm which caused her to struggle.

"LET GO OF ME!" screamed the rabbit with much fear, they could only laugh at her request. Soon a force pulled her back and caused her to land into one of their arms.

"The Cap'n's gonna be pleased" Grinned Smith as he ran his fingers across her face lightly with hte back of his hand only to recieve the consiquence of recieving a foot to the stomach with her large heavy boots. He gagged and peeled over causing his crew mates to pull her out to the deck. Her crimson eyes widen at the site before her. The entire crew was there, eyeing her and watching her every movement. There was only one person missing...Johnothan. She quickly feared the worse for her beloved friend, causing her to move faster.

"Careful Captain, Too much struggling will make them only wish to slice off your pretty little ears.." The voice seemed to be coming from behind her head, she knew it all to well. Could it be Johnathon? He could be in the same struggling position as her, hopefully he was alright. The man who held the grasp against her turned to face the voice, but she could not believe what was infront of her when they stopped moving.

It was Johnathon, but he wasn't wearing his normal ragged outfit. But a proper, neat Navy Blue captain's uniform. Within his grasp, her silver Sais held tightly as though he was keeping them safe from her. She struggled more, wanting to hit him. Hot, warm tears ran doewn her face sadly. She couldn't believe what was happening it felt as though a part of her was ripped out of her chest.

"I THOUGHT YOU SAID YOU'D PROTECT ME!"

"I did, But no one's going to protect you from me...No one on this ship anyways." Smiled Johnathon as he soon walked over to her closely. Madi couldn't hit him, he was ever so kind to her. He soon gave her a deep kiss then she had ever recieved from him causing the crew to laugh madly and cheer as the kiss was soon broken. Madi remained there crying softly, she felt so hurt by just what was happening to her.

"Set her off in a row boat."

"Can't she walked the plank?" called out one of the crew mates fallowed by cheers of agreement. Which soon ceased as Mr. Wales turned to his crew and eyed them. Quickly, they moved to get things organized to set Madison off on another adventure. He soon looked down at Madison who was still in tears and speechless. She didn't want to speak to him, he hurt her, he caused her pain.

"My Dear Lass, us as pirates were never meant to love. We are creatures of the underworld, we will spend years within the pits of firery hell. Of course, if you joined us...I could make an exception for you..."

"...I'll never join you." Her timid voice seemed rather quiet and shakey, but still loud enough for him to hear. He didn't seem to get angered or phased by it, just another minor grin. He soon nodded to the young man still keeping her inplace and he dragged her over to the boat that they had ready for her.

Madi did not struggle or anything, but remained put. She was too hurt to bother fighting, it was really useless. With one quick shove she fell into the boat, hitting her head on the wood. Slowly they began to move it slowly into the water below.

"Fair Well Madison..." spoken Johnathon as she was finally placed below. Slowly, The Mad Killer began to sail away, as Madison took a look at it for the last time in her life, knowing that she had just lost something she had never felt before with a man who couldn't share the same feelings as her. She was no alone in the world all over again.

Alone. That''s exactly how things were, expecially when on a small wooden row boat. From a distance, it seemed to be simply an abandon life boat that fell from off from one of the many ships that passed through. But infact, at a closer view, it was indeed full. Inside the oat mini scooner was a body laying on the bottom of it beside the long oars. It was indeed a female, do to the shape of her body giving it all the right places. And the fact she was wearing a short black skirt. The girl''s face seemed to be covered by her red ruby hair and her snow white rabbit ears leaving the top of her head. This infact ladies and gentleman, was Madison. She however, didn''t seem to move or be breathing very much. Just, laying there, not willing to move. Slowly one of her black gloved palms moved enough to crack her delicate fingers.

Running inside the young rabbit at this moment was many different thoughts and feelings. Some she had never felt before, Madi knew that she had been hurt before...but not like this, not in a thousand years. What was wrong with her? Soon after a few moments of silence, sniffles began to start once more along with the tears. Her sclera went from a pure white to a light shade of pink, being compleletly glazed over. The tears soon began once more as she countinued to cry, soon causing her to fall into a world of darkness once more.

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"My Dear Lass, us as pirates were never meant to love. We are creatures of the underworld, we will spend years within the pits of firery hell. Of course, if you joined us...I could make an exception for you..." That phrase seemed to echo around her as she was surrounded by darkness. Which every word made she felt as though a bullet shot right through her chest. She wasn''t even sure if she made the right choice. She was never really quite sure.

"Love? What does he mean by that? I never even heard it before..." Thought the young rabbit as it too surrounded her in echoes. Slowly, she began to feel more and more frightened. Slowly she moved her arms and wrapping them around her body. The room seemed to get darker as the sensation of coldness filled her body. Her thoughts and the phrase which her ex first mate began to incircle her mind....running constantly together in a cluster of words.

Madi quickly dropped to the ground grasping onto her hair, with a constant quivering body. She attempted to scream, but they only seemed muted as her thoughts overpowered her. She began to cry and scream louder and louder only wishing for the madness to stop, but they only seemed to get louder as she tried. Each moment her body seemed to shake faster and faster, hardly able to hold her on for her own.

She only wished the madness to stop.

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Madi only seemed to be dreaming, dreaming about everything that surrounded her for the past few weeks. Her screams seemed to only be louder as no one could hear her in her surroundings. She was alone and a drifter. If she died, no one would notice or seem to really care. But that''s how things were, and she had to face it.

Slowly her ship began to countinue to sail North, ironically in the right direction to her final destination.

The Tundra.

The vessel continued on sailing, the slow pitch of the yawn(??) heard, the water parting on either side as the sails took in all the air being blown against them, propelling the ship further along to the unknow... towards adventure.

It had grown quiet durring the passage of time. No one had appareltny realized that there were stowaways within the very cargo hold of the ship. Only the occasional rising sounds of hoarse laughter or the sounds of heavily booted feet could be heard coming from above, but never any nearing from within the hold itself. It seemed as if even the pirates themselves were avoiding the place.

On the top deck, the Captain remained, leaned against the railing as he calmly lit his pipe. The skies had been clear, but not steadily darkened, the farther along the vessel traveled, in its 'north by northwest' direction.

The three occupants however were not going to get the pleasent and bored trip they had been led into believing... as the vessel suddenly violently rocked to the side, and the ounds of rushing and running feet were heard above deck. The screams and yells echoed off, as the Captain began barking out orders left and right, the sound of gunfire as well as more scuffling feet heard.

A sickening lurch once more from the vessel, and the sound of splintering wood and broken beams, as a body literally came crashing through the hold's ceiling and sprawling in an awkward position onto the ground.

The pirates... marauders and dogs of the seas... were being beseiged.

::Horrible! Terrible! This turn of events would be sure to send fear and panic into the hearts and souls of your average adventurers. And moreso, it was sure to scar the mind of a small child for sure!

Now thats were things started to get a bit strange...or perhaps just stranger "-er".

The sounds of combat soon filled the room. Rocking back and forth, violence, bloodshed! The body collapsed into the ground not even 3ft in front of this small boy. The shock was so powerful, that it caused the strap on the boys chest to slip, and the large object on his back to fall with a loud crash laying into the wood. The definite sound of fabric ripping was heard..

But the boy simply kept drawing...it was as if the combat around him hadnt phased him. Or perhaps it couldnt reach him, wherever his mind was at the moment. Whatever the cause, something caused the smile on his face to grow, every so slightly, revealing just a hit a glimmer of his pearly white teeth...::