A Pirate's Competition

Chapter 2~

(y/n) jolted up in her bed, obviously startled by the mysterious man in her dream. "(y/n)! Could you come down here?" (y/n)'s mother asked politely. (y/n) swung one leg at a time off of her comfortable bed, and walked down to join her mother. "Yeah, mom?" She asked nicely and gave her mother a kiss on the cheek, greeting her. "Well, today I need you to go visit a friend of mine and give her something for me. Okay?" She asked, hoping that wasn't too much to ask for. (y/n) groaned on the inside but held it in, she loved her mother to death and didn't want to upset her so she only grinned and took it like a man, or rather, woman.

(y/n) sighed as she looked down the long winding street ahead of her, her once sparkling (e/c) eyes now dull with boredom. Her (h/l) (h/c) swaying gently in the early morning breeze. Practically no one was up and no one was on the streets so this made (y/n) comfortable to be out and about without (m/n). She gasped in surprise as she heard footsteps behind her, getting faster and closer by the second. (y/n) panicked and was frozen in place but right as she felt a hand swipe at her she quickly bolted from the stranger and obvious threat to her. By the time she had made it to (m/n)'s friend's house. She sighed in content as she saw a strange figure with hazelnut brown hair and green eyes disappear into the shadows of an alleyway. (y/n) shivered and soon her mom's friend opened the door and saw they young girl at her doorstep and quickly ushered the shaking girl into her house.

"Doesn't (m/n) know right now isn't a good time to send your daughter on trips? My name is Vamalia, just in case your mother didn't tell you," Vamalia explained to me. I only nodded and handed her a small parcel to her. She smiled at the bag and took it from my hands, carefully holding it. "Thank you so much (y/n), you don't know how much this means to me..." She trailed off.

"Well I should get home as soon as possible, mother probably needs me," (y/n) stated and rubbed the back of her neck. Vamalia looked hesitant to let her go but nodded, not wanting to get into an argument. (y/n) said her goodbyes and left Vamalia alone to whatever was in the small bag and cautiously walked back down the streets, checking everywhere for the man she had caught a glimpse of earlier. As soon as (y/n) let her guard down she felt someone pressing the back of her neck until she went to scream but passed out before even an escape could escape her lips.