Till the world's end|| (pirate!au) -'๑'-Ateez

Wooyoung?

Wooyoung woke up from his sleep and looked to the side to see his best friend sleeping peacefully. He walked away from the Inn, towards the night sea.

As Wooyoung sat by the ocean, the gentle lull of the waves provided a soothing backdrop to his thoughts. The night was serene, the stars shimmering in the clear sky, casting a faint glow over the dark waters. He gazed out at the vast expanse before him, feeling a sense of calm wash over him. The ocean stretched endlessly, its rhythmic movements a reminder of the timeless nature of the world. Wooyoung closed his eyes, letting the cool breeze caress his face, as he allowed himself to be enveloped by the peaceful atmosphere. Memories flashed through his mind, moments shared with his friends on the ship, the laughter and camaraderie that had become an integral part of his journey. Despite the challenges they faced, there was a sense of unity among the crew, a bond forged through shared experiences and mutual trust. Lost in his thoughts, Wooyoung found solace in the quiet of the night, finding comfort in the presence of the ocean and the company of his friends. As he sat there, under the watchful gaze of the stars, he felt a sense of gratitude for the moments of peace amidst the chaos of their adventure.

Suddenly a mysterious ship emerged silently from the thick fog, its dark silhouette barely visible against the night sky. The eerie glow of ghostly lanterns flickered along its sides, casting an ominous light on the surrounding mist. The hull of the ship was adorned with tattered sails that fluttered eerily in the wind as if whispering tales of long-forgotten voyages.

Wooyoung, alone on the quiet dock, felt a chill run down his spine as the mysterious ship drew closer. The creaking of the ship's timbers echoed through the night, and the rhythmic sound of waves against its hull added to the eerie ambiance.

As the ship came into clearer view, Wooyoung could make out tattered remnants of what might have once been a proud pirate flag, now hanging limp in the still night air. The air around him seemed to thicken with unsettling energy, and the distant calls of nocturnal creatures became hushed as if nature itself held its breath in anticipation.

Wooyoung's eyes widened as he saw a faint, ghostly glow emanating from the deck of the approaching vessel. It was as if spectral figures moved in a haunting dance, their forms obscured by the ethereal fog that clung to the ship. The young pirate's heart quickened, a mixture of fear and curiosity gripping him.

Unable to tear his gaze away, Wooyoung stood frozen on the dock, unsure of whether the apparition before him was a figment of his imagination or a harbinger of something far more ominous.

The moon cast an eerie glow on the ghostly figures, revealing skeletal faces and tattered clothing. Barbossa, with his hollow eyes fixated on Wooyoung, extended a bony hand towards him.Panic set in as he attempted to stand, but before he could react, ethereal hands closed around his shoulders. The necklace, a token of friendship and protection, now glowed more intensely, as if resonating with the supernatural events that had just unfolded.

"We found him boys" The man with a disgusting set of teeth and torn skin said looking directly towards Wooyoung who attempted to run away.

He examined the necklace with a sinister grin. The pirates surrounded Wooyoung, their skeletal features contorted in an eerie semblance of satisfaction.

Wooyoung's eyes widened in terror as skeletal hands gripped his arms with an otherworldly strength. He struggled against the ghostly hold, his heart pounding in his chest. The pirates, their cold and lifeless eyes fixed on their prize, showed no mercy as they forcefully pulled him from his seated position by the ocean.

His fingers clawed at the ground, desperately trying to anchor himself and resist the relentless pull of the cursed crew. The necklace around his neck shimmered with an ethereal light, reacting to the dark magic that surrounded him. The echoes of his screams cut through the night, but the eerie silence of the ghostly pirates drowned out his pleas.