The Guard And The Pirates

Chapter One

- 9:03P.M. London, England November twentieth, 1699

The guard that was patrolling the docks today was Braydon Katsune. He'd been a loyal member of the British army for twelve years now. Braydon was 6'4 and was a rather quiet man. Once he got to know you, though, he'd become humorous. He had Jet black hair, brilliant blue eyes, pale skin, and a scruffy greying beard. He was a favored soldier, seeing as he was quick on his feet with his sword. He was never good at using a pistol or a rifle. He sometimes wore a midnight black bandana or cloak. No one knew why, but he had always worn an eye patch over his left eye. No one really cared to ask, so it was always said that he'd lost his eye while in a fight or something.

As Braydon was walking around the dock, a new ship docked. Someone holding something got off the ship. Noticing the newcomer, Braydon walked over to them. The person, now noticeable as a female, appeared to be hugging a small child. The woman was freakishly tall, about seven feet. Her jet black hair covered her left eye. Both of her silver eyes glowed. Her pale skin shined a little in the moonlight.

"State your name and business." Braydon had a thick British accent and a gruff voice.
The woman didn't comply with the command. "H-help me. Please!" Her voice was shaky. There was a Scottish accent present, just not as thick as Braydon's accent.
"What's wrong, Miss?"
The woman let out a shuddering cry. "S-someone st-st-stabbed my son!"
Braydon ran the rest of the way towards the woman. "Let me see him. I can help!"

She quickly handed him her child, tears running down her cheeks. He quickly found the wound on the child's stomach. He tried patching it up best he could, but within an hour the child had bled out. When Braydon told the giant, she crumpled over her son's body, hands on her head, and wailing.