Timeless Legacy

Outburst

Back on the Isle of the Lost, the atmosphere was as grim and tense as ever. Harry Hook prowled through the crowded market, his presence so intimidating that people quickly stepped aside, clearing a path for him. With a confident swagger, he carried a fish he'd casually hooked from a vendor, making his way toward Ursula's Fish and Chips shop.

The shop was bustling with activity, filled with pirates devouring their meals and swapping stories. Harry tossed the fish to a waitress without a second thought and climbed over a table to switch on the TV. He plopped down next to Gil, who was already engrossed in his food, just as Uma rounded the corner, balancing a tray of food. Her striking blue hair and fierce demeanor marked her as one of the most formidable figures on the Isle. Since childhood, Harry and Uma had been inseparable, more like siblings than friends after Harry's mother, Blanc, had taken Uma in. Their bond was further strengthened by their shared affection for their sister, Elina, who had a unique charm and a fierce loyalty to her family.

Uma leaned against the table between Harry and Gil, her eyes narrowing as she watched the TV. Mal was on screen, smiling brightly as reporters fawned over her, calling her the "Royal Advisor." Uma scoffed, her lips curling in disdain. "Royal advisor my ass," she muttered. To Uma, Mal had become a symbol of betrayal—someone who had the power to change things but had chosen instead to live in luxury, leaving the rest of them behind.

Irritated, Uma grabbed a piece of fish from Harry's plate and flung it at the TV, the fish hitting Mal's smiling face with a satisfying splat. "Poser," Uma spat, her voice dripping with contempt.

Harry chuckled darkly at the sight. "Traitor!" he added, his tone sharp and mocking.

As the pirates in the shop caught on, curses aimed at Mal filled the air. Harry, not one to let the moment pass, called out loudly, "Oh, I would love to wipe the smiles off their faces. You know what I mean?" Her eyes were locked on the screen as it shifted to show Ben and Elina standing together.

Harry's expression darkened at the sight of Ben. "Especially his," he growled, his voice tinged with possessiveness. "How dare he touch my baby sister?" He threw another piece of fish at the screen, though this time his expression softened slightly when Elina appeared. She looked directly into the camera and winked—a small gesture that spoke volumes to Harry and Uma. They exchanged a knowing look, their expressions gentling. Elina hadn't forgotten them; she was different, loyal to the core.

Uma's voice grew cold as she addressed the room. "One false word about Elina—"

"—and I'll walk you off the plank," Harry finished with a smirk, his eyes daring anyone to challenge him.

Uma turned to Gil, who was still munching away, seemingly oblivious to the tension around him. "Gil! You want to quit choking down yolks and get with the program?"

"Yeah, what they said," Gil mumbled around a mouthful of food, clearly more interested in eating than anything else.

Uma's eyes flashed with anger. "That little traitor, who left us in the dirt."

"Who turned her back on evil," Harry added, though a flicker of hurt crossed his face before he quickly masked it.

Gil, still clueless to the tension, chimed in, "Who said you weren't big or bad enough to be in her gang. Back when we were kids. Come on, you guys remember. She called her Shrimpy, and the name just kind of... stuck."

Uma shot him a withering glare, and Gil continued, oblivious. "Well, Elina didn't talk to her for two weeks after that," Uma added, shrugging at the memory. Harry nodded, recalling the incident.

"Mal was probably just jealous that I spent more time with you and not her," Harry teased, smirking at Uma.

Uma pulled a face, disgusted. "Ew, you're like my brother," she shot back, shaking her head and refocusing on the matter at hand.