Midorimacchi

Vampirates

Valerio frowned at the vampire's words, standing up and walking over to the edge of the ship. He wasn't worried about turning his back on the vampire, he could feel that the paralysis was still in effect, and mentally went through all his options. All he wanted was to know where he had received the hook and then be on his way, not all this fighting malarkey. If he really intended to fight, he would've killed the crew instead of merely putting them to sleep, sunk the ship even. But no. This is what he got for being a nice guy or whatever. He turned the golden hook around in his hand and stared at it longingly, wishing he could be finished with this impossible quest. Playing catch up with Valente wasn't half as fun as it was when he first started and travelling to all these different realities and periods in time were getting dull. But the sleeping spell he put on the crew would were off soon and the captain would regain his ablitiy to move soon, so he had to make his decision up fast.

" Fine," He shrugged, a silver stake materializing in his hand, glinting in the moonlight, " Let's see how much you can stand."

" STOP!"

Turning to the right, Valerio saw a small boy standing there, tears in his eyes and mucus running down his nose, but determination in his eyes. He could faintly tell that the kid was a vampire too, but something was different about him. Unlike the captain and the blond one he had put to sleep, he was a pureblood, born from two vampires instead of being changed. This brought little caution to Valerio, and he merely waved his hand in his direction, intending to put him to sleep. But the boy remained standing despite the spell and Valerio did a double-take. Before he got a word out, the boy was bounding towards him, anger rolling off him in waves and headbutted him in the stomach, pushing him to the ground, " Get away from him!" He yelled in Valerio's face.

Suddenly, the boat began to shake, the waves of the ocean becoming unstable and tossing the ship from side to side. Once again, thunder sounded in the distance and clouds covered the moon, enveloping the entire ship in complete darkness. While Jecht and Tori both could see during the night, Valerio could not and he could feel his heartbeat quicken, legitimate fear coursing through his veins. In the darkness, something latched on to his arm, pulling him closer to the ground. He tried to reach out and try to pull it away, but when he felt his arm, nothing was there. Something else from the darkness shot out and grabbed both of his legs, and Valerio could feel the ground beneath him begin to open up and swallow him. " What the fuck is this?!" He yelled out, dropping the golden hook from his hand, and looked up at Protettore. From what he could see in the shadows, the child had no clue what was happening either. Finally, the force wrapped around his throat and gripped tight, completely dragging him into the dark pit where the wooden deck once was and closed up.

The clouds faded and the thunder subsided and Tori fell back onto his behind, completely at a loss as to what just happened. One minute he was blinded by anger towards the wizard and the next he was gone. Had he done that? What even was that that had pulled the wizard away in swirls of darkness and shadows? Still numb, Tori got to his feet and ran over to where Jecht was, hoping that whatever the wizard had done to him faded with his disappearance, " Are you okay?" he could feel the tears well up in his eyes again and tried to hold them back with a sniff.

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Valerio didn't allow himself to get cocky after the vampire went flying. He might not have a lot of experience with their kind, but he knew they were stronger than they looked and one simple punch to the face wouldn't be enough to take one down. While the vampire was busy in the water, Valerio turned his glasses back on. With some luck, the short powerdown was enough for the system to re-calibrate and come back online. The two screens lit up, fuzzy at first but after a second, they evened out to a clear black loading screen with a simple record symbol in the middle, a bar on the bottom starting from 1%. The wizard smiled to himself and backed away from the edge of the ship, putting even more space between him and the vampire. He could feel the electricity in the air and could tell that the vampire was preparing for an attack. All he needed was for this glasses to start running again and- Aha! The glasses lit up and his welcoming message ran across his screen. Wasting no time, he ran another scan. triple checking that the vampire had what he needed and that is was infact his brother's magic.

Before the scan was complete, the vampire appeared again, this time with an electrical sword and Valerio gulped, tapping the band around his wrist and shielded his face with it. A split second before the sword could make contact with his wrist, a shield appeared, composed completely of hard light energy so while it appeared transparent, it was srong enough to block an attack. Sparks shot against the shield and Valerio was glad his eyes were protected by the shades. But since his shield was made of energy, it couldn't withstand the electrical sword for long. With a quick jab of his forearm, Valerio pushed the vampire backwards and jumped back far enough that he was on the other edge of the ship. His next spell was on the tip of his tongue when his glasses beeped his his attention was drawn to the bottom of the ship, to the bottom of the sea. Like a heat sensor, he could see the golden hook sitting in the sand where it must have dropped after the vampire dropped into the ocean. Without saying a word, he got up into the wooden ledge and slipped his headphones over his ears, pressing a light blue button on the edge of the left speaker. Like all of his other equipment, his headphones weren't simply for listening to music but also served multiple purposes, most of them being helmets. It just so happened that there was a deep sea scuba diving option for cases just like this. The headphones transformed around his face, and the helmet safely secured around his neck. It was uncomfortably tight, but he would much rather prefer that than drowning. Sadly though, the helmet only protected his face and there was no hope for his suit. Damn, and he liked this one too.

He jumped into the water and immediately made his way to the bottom. He didn't want to stay down here for long, especially with a pissed off vampire above who could control lightening no less. The hook was seated nicely in the sand and as soon as Valerio touched it, he could feel the remnants of Valente's magic on it. He grasped it firmly and swam back to the surface. The helmet retracted once he was able to breathe again and he looked the hook over. It was a questionable item for his brother to use his magic on, but atleast he had it and all he needed to do now was find out why that vampire had it and what he was going to use it for. A small wind spell got him back onto the dock and he was ready to attack before his feet even touched the ground.

And yes I call the shots, I am the umpire
I sprinkle holy water upon the vampire

It wasn't necessarily holy water that hit the captain, but it was something that could take a vampire down, momentarily paralyzing him. Using this chance, Valerio jumped on the vampire and held the hook before his face, " Where did you get this? Why do you have it? What does it do?"

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" Whoa, what," Valerio jumped when a parrot appeared randomly and picked at his headphones. Of course there would be a parrot, these were pirates afterall. " What the fuck are you doing, get away from me," he tried swatting the multicolored bird away but it just continued flapping around his face, being annoying as hell. And as much as he wanted it to stop, he couldn't use his magic to stop it. Long ago, when he was a child, he made a vow to himself that no matter what, he would never use his magic to harm or endanger animals of any species. Sure, he had been younger and much more naive, but a promise was a promise and no matter how much the situation called for it, he wouldn't harm an animal. " Gah, fuckin' bird!"

The parrot was obviously doing its job of distracting Valerio because he had no idea of what Jecht was doing. He didn't even notice the storm cloud collecting overhead and the electricity collecting in the pirates hand until it was coming straight for him, too fast for him to deflect it. The lightening strike hit him on his right side and he cried out in pain. Since when could vampires summon lightening? What kind of shit was this?

His back hit the wooden deck below him and another grunt left his lips. His vision was blurry and his body was tingling, but he wobbly got up on his feet. His glasses were calculating numbers and running equations and it was clear that they wouldn't be of any use in this battle; the thunder had messed with their programming. He turned them off with a shaky hand and the lit screen faded and his glasses turned back into simple shades, " Ok, if that's how you wanna play, fine by me." He pushed the pain in his side to the back of his mind and raised his fists.

Who would've thought I'd be caught in this life?
Let's celebrate with a toast and get lost in tonight and make it all light up
Wait until the sun goes down, we gon' make this bitch light up

As the lyrics tumbled from his mouth, his hands lit up, flames wrapping around his fists. While his brother relied on visual magic for big spells, Valerio used audio, mostly using 21st century rap lyrics to create his spells. WIth his fists completely consumed in flames, Valerio charged towards the vampire, making a swing towards his pretty face.

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♫ You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe
You a stupid hoe, you a, you a stupid hoe ♫

Valerio's head nodded to the beat playing through his headphones, silently taking in his new surroundings. From the movement of the floor beneath him, it would be safe to assume that he was on a boat of some kind. And based off the clothes of the bodies surrounding him, they were probably pirates. You see, the thing about dimension hopping was that you never knew where you were going to land, or when. But this exact moment in time was where his glasses had sent him, so Valente must be around somewhere. Bringing his attention back to the guy he had asked the question to, he was surprised to find that an extra person had arrived. Like the blond, this dude was stronger than the lackeys he had taken down when he first arrived. He wasn't powerful enough to be a wizard like himself, but he wasn't a pushover either. Not to mention his glare was scary as hell and it actually made him inwardly want to back off, but nothing showed outwardly, keeping the best pokerface he could manage.

The sweet voice of Nicki Minaj drowned out whatever reply the new stranger bit out, but luckily for him, Valerio could read lips, even in the darkness behind his shades, " Hmmm, yeah, no, can't do that." He said nonchalantly, pushing his shades further up his nose. Valente's magic was definitely around here somewhere and he wouldn't leave without inspecting it thoroughly. Just to make sure, he pressed the button resting on the rim of the glasses and did another scan. He did not want to pick a fight with these guys if it wasn't necessary. The black lenses lit up, revealing a LED screen and the glasses beeped once, zeroing in on....a hook? Just to make sure, he ran another one, but the results were the same. The golden hook the glaring pirate held was definitely one of his brother's toys, but why did he have it? And where was Valente?

Trixxtal, like Jecht, was perplexed by the clothing and style of the unknown person standing in the middle of their ship. He was like nothing he had ever seen before, with his skin tight trousers and his plastic shoes. The black circles covering his eyes was unsettling, just like the contraption covering his ears. He could also feel the power radiating off of him, just like he could feel Jecht's when they stood side by side, but this man's was different. It was obvious he was a wizard, that much was for sure, but there was just something...different about him. A whole 'other wordly' aura and it was making him uncomfortable.

When he refused Jecht's order, Trixxtal narrowed his eyes, " Hey, you heard him, leave now!" He shouted from behind Jecht's shoulder.

Valerio was vaguely aware that one of the pirates were talking to him but with a flick of his wrist, the blond pirate dropped to the ground like a sack of potatoes, joining the rest of the crew on the floor. He pushed his headphones down and the sick beats faintly filled the night's silence. " You have something I need." He spoke calmly, taking a step closer. Whether he wasn't paying attention before or he hadn't been close enough, Valerio could tell what the man was now. Vampire. They all were. But the one standing before him was the most powerful, so he was most likely the captain. " The hook, give it to me." He held his hand out expectantly.

Vampirates {Azalea & Midorimacchi}

Fenrisúlfr | Fenrir

Fenrir is the fearsome captain of the pirate ship SKULLKRAKEN. Like the FlytingDeath, the SKULLKRAKEN is a crew of supernatural beings, but unlike them, none of them are vampires. Fenrir was born a pureblooded werewolf and can transform into a wolf at any time he chooses. However, the full moon will always make him transform and during those nights, him and his crew return to NeverIsland, their own personal island, where they can be safe away from others. The rest of the crew who aren't werewolves stay on the ship.

Before becoming a pirate, he went by the name Fenrisúlfr and lived in a small village in the Scandinavian area made completely out of werewolves. They all lived as a pack and Fenrir was their alpha, the leader and protector over all of them. But all of that came crashing down when a band of hunters entered Fenrir's village while he was out hunting. By the time Fenrir heard their blood curdling screams, it was too late to save them and the entire village had been massacred, including Fenrir's lover, Freya and their infant daughter. Fenrir flew into a blind rage and killed the remaining hunters in his alpha form. But his anger didn't stop there and for the next two days, Fenrir went on a killing spree, terrorizing village after village, hoping that someone would be strong enough to kill him and release him from his pain. But there was no one who was strong enough to stop him and he was left to suffer through his loss. He returned to his village later on and burnt everything down, including his past. He disappeared for a while into the forests where he dealt with the loss of his family and pack alone and reemerged years later, assuming the new name of Fenrir. He stole a ship from the nearby dock and officially became a pirate of the seas.

The loss of his first pack has left a huge hole in his heart, so it is hard for him to get close to others, mostly from the fear of being unable to protect them. Still, Fenrir has managed to create a new pack that he calls his crew and cares for them as much as his last pact. Surprisingly enough, not all of his crew are werewolves and he will accept anyone who wants to serve in his crew, as long as they prove themselves worthy.

The true intentions behind him becoming a pirate are seven small spheres that, once bought together, summons a great dragon that can grant any wish. Fenrir is determined to bring back the lives of his deceased family, though most of his crew have no idea about any of it. The only other person that knows is Fenrir's first mate, Dromena.

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" Thank you," Trixxtal smiled, finding comfort in the warmth of Jecht's hand on his shoulder. While finding a magical island that changed location repeatedly sounded impossible, he had faith in Jecht and his crew and if anyone could get to Never Island, it was Jecht. It looked like the road ahead of them would be a long and treacherous one, but he was ready. And he was prepared to wait as long as it took to reunite Protettore with his parents.

" I really mean it Jecht, thank you so much," He patted the hand on his shoulder before it retreated and nodded, " Yeah, I'll see you soon," He was ready to return to his room until Jecht's voice brought him back. " Oh really?" He smiled mischievously, " I might have to take you up on th-"

" CAPTAIN!!!" Footsteps raced towards them and a generic crew member appeared on the top of the stairs, " WE HAVE A SITUATION!"

" What?" Trixxtal snapped before Jecht could speak, pissed that he had gotten cockblocked. " What could possibly be so important that you interrupted us?"

The crew member was shaking and his face was pale, " Y-y-you have to come see!"

Still annoyed, Trixxtal roughly pushed past Jecht and stormed up the stairs, " The deck had better be on fire, I swear to god,"

When he arrived on deck, he saw what the guy had been talking about. The unconscious bodies of the crew members littered the floor, spread out across the deck that made it look like they had all gone down at the same time. In the center stood a thin shadow, the darkness of night hiding any distinguishing features. The man who had alerted them rested at the shadow's feet, freshly unconscious and snoring deeply. Trixxtal felt his shoulders tense and his fists curl as the shadow stepped closer, the moonlight now revealing his face.

" Sup?" The blond nodded, two dark circular pieces of glass shielding his eyes, " 'M lookin' for someone. Y'seen 'em?"

Dark Hour {Midorimacchi & Azalea}

LUDWIG TAKABA

54 years old

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While Jecht was out looking for infomation in the town, Trixxtal got the oppertunity to connect with his young nephew, trying to catch up on all the years he missed. Protettore spoke of his mother and his father and all the activities they did together while living thier life amoungest the humans. Sometimes he would bust out in tears at the thought of his missing parents, and in turn, Trixxtal did the same. It was an emotional rollarcoaster and by the time Jecht stepped back on deck, Trixxtal was tired out. Protettore was passed out on Trixxtal's bed with the blond sitting next to him, staring at a picture of his brother and sister-in-law in angst. He could hear talking from the deck above and he could only guess that Jecht was finally back, hopefully with some infomation.

The door swung open and Jecht entered, explaining that he had some leads. Trixxtal, though he was happy that he was back, frowned and pressed and finger to his lips, " Shhhh, he's sleeping." He quickly got off the bed and grabbed Jecht by the shoulders, leading him out the room as fast as he could before Protettore woke up. When the door closed quietly behind them, he removed his hands from Jecht's shoulders and looked up at him with sparkling hopeful eyes, " You know where my brother is?!"

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( *whispers* ollllldddd wrrrriiiittttiiinnnggg)

" B-b-b-b-b-b-b-but...!" Protettore tried to tell Jecht that there was no way that he was going to step foot on a pirate ship, but the man's face alone was enough to make him remain silent. He could only watch as Trixxtal, his "uncle" nodded to the scary pirate's words and blew him a kiss goodbye.

" See ya later honeybunny~!"

But as soon as the door closed behind Jecht, Trixxtal dropped onto the bed, making Protettore dive out of the way if he wanted his life to be spared. From the bed, he could hear sobbing and loud moaning. Suddenly, little Protettore was confused. " U-um...a-are you....are you okay?" He tried to reach out to touch his uncle's shoulder, but before he could, Trixxtal shot up into a sitting position, hugging a pillow to his chest, tears streaming down his cheeks.

" No! I'm not okay! My dear older brother, my precious Alexandre was taken and there isn't anything I can do about it now! I just have to wait for Jecht to find something out, and who knows if that will even work!"

Still confused about the sudden personality change, Protettore reached out and gently petted his uncle's arm for comfort, " I'm sure he'll find something..." He felt like he was supposed to the be one crying like a child, not his full grown uncle!

And just like that, Trixxtal sniffed once, twice, and then his sobbing stopped completely, tears and all. " Thanks. I don't like for Jecht to see me crying like that." The blond haied pirate sighed and stood up, moving Protettore out of the way, and flipping his hair out of his face, " Now, I'll help you pack! Ooo. Kkkk. Aaa. Yyy~?" He smiled sweetly.

This was the first hint Protettore got about how his life would be like on the FlyingDeath. He wasn't sure if he was supposed to be excited, or terribly horrified.

Thirty minutes later, Trixxtal had all of Protettore's clothes, personal items and any other valuable items all packed away into two rucksacks. The pirates who had invaded the house before had taken mostly everything, but Protettore managed to keep some valuable things, like this parents wedding rings, a couple family pictures and other things like that. He silently said his goodbyes to the house and followed Trixxtal outside to the abandoned streets. He explained that their ship wasn't docked too far away and that the walk would be short. On the way there, Protettore asked Trixxtal a few things about his life, such as:

" How do you drink blood on a pirate ship?"

" Do you get into any pirate battles?"

" How long have you known the guy with the scary face?"

" Can I have a dog on board?"

By the time they reached the ship and Trixxtal helped him on it, he knew everything there was to know about being a pirate! Well, as much as an eight year old needed to know.

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Protettore's gaze fell to the floor and he fumbled nervously with his fingers. " Um......" He tried to think. It had felt like weeks since his parents were taken, but Protettore knew this wasn't so, it was just his mind playing tricks on him. " It's been.....twelve days. They were taken....by pirates!" Suddenly, his eyes gre cold as he dragged his gaze to look up at the two men infront of him, " Pirates like you!"

☆ trixxtal ☆

The small boy was trying his best to look stern and intimidating, but after living with Jecht for x amount of time, Trixxtal had become immune to any piercing glare that wasn't Jecht's. Instead, a smile spread across his lips. Dropping the picture on the bed, Trixxtal wrapped his arms around the boy's small frame and hugged him tight, nuzzeling his cheek on Protettore's head. " Oh! I've waited so long to meet you!!" Happiness overwhelmed him, even after just hearing that his brother and sister-in-law had been captured. Atleast they weren't dead and rather than meeting a little baby, Trixxtal had a child as a nephew!

Pulling away and allowing the boy to breathe, Trixxtal smiled fondly at him, " I'm your uncle! Oh! You can't imagine how much I wanted to meet you! Oh! This Jecht," He jestured over to the man behind him, not bothering to go into any more detail about their relationship, " And don't worry. I'll do everything in my power to save your parents! Afterall, I can't abandon my brother like that!"

Turning around, Trixxtal looked over at Jecht, " We are going to save them, right?"