The Son of Hades - Born of Fire

Amara Chapter 25

Victor was standing on deck, admiring the break of dawn. He finds peace looking at the sun for it helps him forget the terrible things he did to men, women, and children. Amara joined him and by the way she was staring at him you could tell that she was angry.

"You said I would have my own room. You lied to me." she shouted. "I can't keep sleeping on the floor of the kitchen."

"I didn't lie," he said in a softer and more polite tone. "Cyrus will trade places with you from the morrow."

"Do you swear it?" she asked.

"Yes, but forget all that," he then said. "I have a treasure to find. I must find it before anyone else does."

"So where are we going? she asked.

"To a place where only the bravest men would dare venture too. The island of Marine," he responded.

"We have bad news," Cyrus said, approaching him. "Come, see for yourself."

When Victor looked behind he saw that they were being chased by another ship, twice the size of his own. It's flag which waved in the air was black, and on it was a simple drawing of a skeleton head. He noticed a hundred men were all on deck, aiming their bows and their arrows towards him and his men. Amongst the men that were aiming their weapons at him, stood a six footer that was of summer colour. He had one missing foot that was replaced with one made of brass. He had short dark hair and was half the size of Cyrus.

"Reaper," Cyrus muttered.

"Skunk," Victor mumbled.

Reaper's men were aiming and firing arrows toward Victor and his crew. Three of Victor's crew members were already on the ground with the first strike, with arrows piercing through their hearts. Cyrus left Victor there with Amara, heading toward the ship's hall only to come back out with a sphere in his right hand. The tip was lit on fire and with it he aimed toward the enemy. He misses Reaper's face but instead he caught one of the men that stood beside him.

The two ships came close with one behind the other. Reaper's men jumps across with swords in their hands. Amara was hiding behind some barrels avoiding arrows from striking her. She grabbed a sword from the floor while more men came on deck. She came out from hiding and was fighting off her attackers. She stabs one in his chest and another in his throat. One stood in front of her and unfortunately his head was chopped off by her soft and delicate hands. Victor notices how she fought like a warrior and not like a farmer's daughter. Blood splashed against her face while she kept on fighting. Cyrus uses a sphere to defend himself, piercing a few in their throats and just a few in their eyes.

Victor was trying his best to drive his ship far away from Reapers own, but it wouldn't budge. Multiple lengths of iron chains were holding the two vessels together with Anchors attached to the end of it. Victor leaves the ships steering and decided to run towards the small boat. He jumped in on it while Amara and Cyrus joined him.

He lowered the boat unto the water, fleeing from the scene while a dozen of his men remained there fighting off their attacker. Amara sat between the two men while they paddled as fast as they could. The three of them were now stranded in the middle of the ocean seeking refuge. They took turns in rowing, and when they grew tired they just stopped.

Hours went by and not a sign of help came by. "I know I was going to die, but not by hunger," said Cyrus.

"How did you think you were going to die?" asked Amara.

"I don't know," he confessed. "An old man I had hoped."

"The life you live, you'll be lucky to survive another year."

As they all sat in the boat exhausted by the heat of day, a ship came traveling in the distance. Victor noticed it but could hardly tell whose own it was. The three of them became excited but none was more happier than Cyrus. All he cared about in that moment was filling his belly and getting a cup of wine. They waited a while for the ship to drew nearer. Victor looked to the flag it carried but to no avail he saw none. The three of them thought they were being rescued but quickly learned they were wrong. They were once tired and hungry but all thoughts of it were gone when they saw Reaper and his crew looking down at them. Amara began rowing again while Victor and Cyrus didn't bother lifting a finger. The three of them were captured and were held captive in the ships dungeon. It was a glorious day for Reaper and his crew, they were all celebrating in their great catch.

"Catching Victor were like catching a cripple," Reaper said, jokingly. "It was no hard work."