The Black Sail Of The Storm Hawks (Pirate AU)

Chapter Thirty - Marooned

After the mutiny, Aerrow and Radarr sailed through a powerful storm. As the seas rocked, Aerrow fought to keep control of the lifeboat. Eventually, the reached a desert island. Once they made it to shore, Aerrow got off the boat and lay on his back. Aerrow looked to the sky as he laughed at his situation. He reached for a bottle and attempts to drink from it, only to find sand.

Aerrow: Bloody hell...

As Aerrow throws the bottle, Radarr scurries up to Aerrow. It quickly occurred to Aerrow that he was back where he started. While it wasn't the same island, the situation was all too familiar. He was marooned on an island without a ship. His thoughts soon fell on his crew and how they did nothing when Carver stole the Condor and marooned him.

Aerrow: To hell with those thieving traitors! At least we still have the....

Aerrow checked his pocket for Captain Arygyn's Journal only to find it missing. Upon realizing this, Aerrow frantically search for the journal. It didn't take long for him to realize where the journal was.

Aerrow: Shit! Curse me for being a fucking fool! The journal is still at the Condor! If that traitorous bastard Carver gets his hands on it, then all of this will be for nothing!

With that, Aerrow checked the lifeboat he arrived in. Unfortunately, the lifeboat was heavily damaged.

Aerrow: Damn. All that thrashing must've damaged the boat. It'll barely last a day in open sea.

Aerrow looked around for anything he can use to repair the lifeboat. He finds nothing of use.

Aerrow: There has to be something we can use!

With that, Aerrow and Radarr began exploring the island for anything they could use to repair the lifeboat. In the days that followed, no progress was made. It wasn't long before the supplies that were provided to him were depleted. As Aerrow continued to search the island, he spoke with Radarr.

Aerrow: It seems you're the only one I can truly count on.

Radarr screeched as he jumped on Aerrow's shoulders. Aerrow chuckled despite the dire situation he was in. As more days passed, fatigue began to set in on Aerrow. Eventually, Aerrow found shelter in a cave just as it was about to rain. In the cave was the skeletal remains of a person. Near the skeletal remains was a note. Aerrow picked up the note and began to read it.

Aerrow: "I've been trapped on this God forsaken island for what seems like an eternity. I do not know how long I have left. If someone finds this note, dead men tell no tales."

As Aerrow read the note, he looked upon the skeletal remains. It was clear that the remains bore a story of betrayal similar to him.

Aerrow: Sorry about that, mate. Whoever you are, you deserved better. Dead men tell no tales, eh mate?

Aerrow then fell asleep in the cave. When morning came in, Aerrow continued his search for supplies. But as the search dragged on, Aerrow began to suffer from fatigue and delirium. He mind soon fell to what Carver said in their first meeting.

Carver(Past): I fully understand the tempting call of vast riches and lost treasures, but those are distant dreams. Keep chasing them and you'll find yourself staring into the abyss with nothing left but a cursed name and a broken mind.

As those words echoed in Aerrow's mind, Aerrow couldn't help but laugh.

Aerrow: A cursed name and a broken mind?! Ha!

Aerrow continued to walk the island, slowly loosing his strength. It seemed as if he would die on this island and suffer the same fate as the man in the cave. Meanwhile in a makeshift home at the island, a young girl was tending to some crops when a voice called out.

???: Dove?! Dove!

Dove: Yes, Grandpapa?

Grandfather: How's the windmill operating? Did the storm cause any damage?

Dove: No, Grandpapa. The windmill suffered no damage.

As Dove said that, her grandfather exited the house and approached his granddaughter. He glanced over to the windmill which was spinning. The grandfather smiled as he took a tomato from the garden and took a bite from it.

Grandfather: When I first came to this island, I thought the land was cursed. I have never been happy to be wrong in my life.

Dove smiled as she hugged her grandfather. The tender was moment was soon interrupted when a voice was heard in the distance.

Voice: A cursed name and a broken mind?! Ha!

Sensing danger, the grandfather ran into the house and grabbed a musket. When he came back outside, he stood next to Dove.

Grandfather: Get inside, Dove.

Dove: I'm not leaving you, Grandpapa!

The two were soon interrupted when Radarr rushed at them. He began screeching at them. Dove knelt to the monkey and offered some food.

Dove: Are you hungry?

As Dove tried to feed, Radarr, the grandfather looked to the tree line and saw a delirious Aerrow approaching the farm.

Grandfather: Stop right there!

Aerrow was barely conscious as he stared down the barrel of the grandfather's musket.

Aerrow: Dead men tell no tales, eh mate?

Aerrow then collapsed to the ground from exhaustion. Radarr rushed at Aerrow with Dove following him.

Dove: He's...he's alive! He needs help!

Seeing that Aerrow was in need of help, the grandfather helped Dove take Aerrow into the farm to treat him. In that moment, Aerrow had found refuge on the island.