The Secret of Me

Flames lead to Burns...

His words struck me... memories relaying in my mind....

I was curled in a ball, sitting in the corner, eyes wrenched shut, yet the screams and yells couldn't escape my head. I'd barely escaped... The guards were drunk and angry, they started shooting down the weak, starved, beaten child slaves, a torch was knocked over, igniting the surrounding field of dried thorns and grass.
Then the screaming began, children scattered, running, some straight into the flames. The indescribable scent of death, blood and charing flesh filled the air, I was in a daze, glued to the spot, watching everyone run, whips snapping, guns firing.
I didn't know what to do.
The blond from the crew I'd been apart of for a few short, blissful weeks, grabbed me by the shoulders, shaking me, yelling, but his voice was faint, my eyes glassy.
The fire was beginning to close in around us. He kept yelling.
Then, he whispered 'sorry'.
His hand struck me once, but hard.

But it worked.

I stare at him with wide eyes, the flames closing in.
He had both of his hands still on my shoulders, he pulled me closer as the fire began to close in, licking at the hems of our rags, hot black splotches decorating the dirty cloth.
I was pressed against him, he was being strong, for me... but I knew, we acted like pirates... but we were children. Children that can't fight flames the same way we fight with each other.
"I'm sorry, V..." He says quietly, the flame growing closer and closer.
"It's ok..." I respond, looking up at the odd new thing called a 'nakama' that I'd recently acquired.
He looks down at me, grinning, an eye with a sea green coloring smiling down at me from under his mess of blond locks.
Suddenly, a yell cried out, "OIIIIII!!!!!!!" The blond looking at something behind me, or someone... returned his cry, "CAPTAAINNN!!"
"THROW HER!"
"AYE!!"
And then, I was picked up and shoved at the same time, and flew straight into a pair of arms.
"A king would never let his queen get hurt..." He said as he held me in his arms, like one would carry his bride, as he ran through the flames.
I stare back through the flames, as the silhouette of the first mate faded from view, his scream mixing with the crackle of the flame, tearing through the night.
The captain took me back to the cave, setting me down, yelling at his crew members to tend to me as he ran back outside to save his first mate.
I sit on a rock, rigid with fear, the blond first mates scream reoccurring in my head.
After several minutes, the two boys stumbled into the cave, the captain supporting all of his crew members weight, the blond boy unconscious.

Burns covered both of them, but, the first mate had the worst.
Half of his face.
Half of his face was covered with burns.

And it was all because he decided to save me...

I suck at coming up with titles to chapters... ;-;
Some of y'all are saying your confused, sorry... I'm going to try and make everything make sense, but sooner than later everything will pan out. Give me a few chapters... you'll see!! :)