Moonhawk

Chapter 8 - Preparation

"W-Wait... Do you know Captain Hawk?" It was Davy who asked that question. He was way too curious to know where the black captain knew him from, yet he realized that he would regret that curiosity later.

The black captain surprisingly just snarled at that question. He closed his visor for a second and ignored it. "I am the one who is asking questions here." Pitch walked closer to Davy so close that their visors almost touched each other. "So, tell me. Where is he?!"

"Forget it! I won't give away any information." The green bean doesn't want to risk his crew's safety. It felt like there was more backstory to all that. Davy didn't know anything regarding Hawk and that black captain. He never talked about him ever.

"Well, guess I have no choice ..." Pitch laid the sharp side of his sword against Davy's right side of his neck. The dark green crewmate felt how the pain in that area increased. He even felt how blood started to run down from there. The captain slowly moved the sword to the middle of his neck. "... but to torture the information out of your mouth!"

"NO, STOP!" Flash yelled and interrupted Pitch. He stopped moving his sword and looked at the yellow bean. "Please stop hurting him!" Flash implored. "I can give you the information you need. Just stop hurting him."

Captain Pitch was now all ears, too focused and repeated:
"Where is Captain Hawk?!"

Davy couldn't stop him from giving away the information. He still had that dreadful sword right around his neck, and it was hurting him too much.

"You can find him on a spaceship named Nightclaw. The last place we visited was the Polus Station on the planet Frostbite. I- I am not sure if they still are there or went somewhere else already, but that was the last location we visited. That's all we have."

"And that's all I need to know." Pitch shortly continued to move his sword on Davy before he took it off his neck. The pain was bothering the green mate on that spot and wished he didn't do that. More blood ran from the wound he just got.

The black captain was finally able to search for him. All he needed to know was the name of his ship. He hadn't heard from him since that accident on their crew happened back then... their ship got damaged beyond repair, and Pitch was sure that Hawk was leading a different ship of his own by now. The captain was way too focused on getting that information and on his current thoughts that he forgot about something he could have done earlier.

"Hmph, Captain Pitch?" The bonehead didn't want to interrupt his focused conversation before, but there's something important that he wanted to remember his captain.

"What?!" Don't you dare interrupt me. He just simply thought, but he turned around to look at the brown one, to listen to him, nonetheless.

"You were too focused on the current conversation that you forgot about one certain detail." The bonehead reminded his captain how he heard that the captain wasn't satisfied to hear that. It was true. He was too focused to know where his long-searched for foe was.

Pitch walked to the brown bean with a despiteful visor, grabbed with his sharp hands on his spacesuit, and grumbled at him. "About what certain detail?!"

He wasn't afraid of responding. "Well, we could've just checked our navigation system to see where we last were and go back there. Torturing the green one for the name of a spaceship was a waste of time."

"You dork." Pitch forcefully threw the bonehead out of fury to the ground. "It's never a waste of time to torture your enemies, Bane." Bane didn't know how he could respond to that. He just wanted to remind him about that.

"However." Pitch continued. "It's about time to prepare a visit."

After those lines fell, Pitch stormed out of the dusty prison, back to the bridge of the Dustwing's ship. Whilst Bane made sure that the entrance of this rusty prison was closed tight before he followed his captain.