Treasure Hunt(Pirate England/ Hetalia story)

Chapter 23

When the sun was setting or it had already set, the time was passing like this, the first day we started to be a team, to go to the far North.

Right now, the sun has already set, and Arthur and I were sitting on his ship railings, recalling many events from our past.

"So Arthur…" I said and he turned his head towards me, earning a 'hmm' sound, signaling me to continue as he was listening. "when was your first time you saw someone dead? Or you saw someone dying?" I asked and he drank a little from his bottle.

"Well, if I recall correctly, the first time I saw a dead body was at the age of nine. When I had joined the crew, after some months we docked at a port town. There, Allistor took me and made me to look at a hanging that was taking place. Allistor told me that only the ones that are full of themselves get to have a nice view of the crowd before they meet their fate." He said and looked at the dark horizon. "What about you?" Arthur asked and averted his eyes from the horizon to myself.

"Well the first time I saw someone dying was when I was seven."

Flashback: seventeen years ago

(Note: Bolts letters are Spanish words in English because it is very hard to always translate what the characters are saying)

"Get ready now. Edward please don't mess your hair again." Mother said to me and Edward as she was readying us for a 'special' occasion as she had told us.

"Mother, where is father?" I asked innocently and she turned her head towards me and replied calmly as she was fixing my little dress.

"Father is waiting for us at the town square. He must be there earlier to arrange the event."

"What event?" Edward asked as he was trying to mess again his hair.

"They are going to hang a pirate." Our mother answered with pride in her voice.

"A pirate?" Edward and I asked with excitement. We knew how feared the pirates were from our father's and James' stories, but we had never seen anyone even thought we were living at a port-town.

"Yes, a pirate. Now please stop and let me get you ready." Mother said once again and she slapped lightly Edward's hand who messed his hair.

Not much time passed and we were at the town square. The gallows were already been ready and many people had been there already to watch the event. As father belonged to the British Navy, he had to be there and prepare the soon-to-be-dead man. Our mother had found us a place were we could watch with ease, as we were short, and we waited for the event to start.

As we waited for many minutes to pass, we heard voices to shout many words, inappropriate for children, even though Edward and I weren't the only ones there. The voice were getting louder and louder as the seconds were passing, and then at our surprise, we saw a man below the rope with his hands been tied at his back to look forward.

"Charles Hershey, captain of the-"

"Former captain of the Bloody Waves." A voice interrupted the man from the British Navy.

"…former captain of the Bloody Waves," The man corrected himself. "you are accused of pirating against her Majesty's empire, killing innocent people, among of them were women and children. Stealing Her treasures and terrorizing her empire. Do you have any last words?"

"Aye, I have." The pirate named Charles Hershey said. "You may kill me now but it will not make a difference. There are many more like me outsi-" The man was interrupted by the rope which pressed against his neck.