Terraria: Birds of a Feather

Chapter eighty-six: AAAAARRRG

Feather POV

My eyes wandered around the completely still room.

I poked Ki's face.

"What did you do to them?" I ask, panic rising in my stomach. Black Beard chuckled sinisterly.

"They're frozen in time. Magic mirrors can do lots of things.....The battle's going to be just me and you, Lassie." He said.

"Though, It won't be much of a challenge with that cutlass ye got there.." Black Beard continued.

I look down at the weapon I got fifth teen minutes ago. The cutlass' blade seemedy to glimmer by the torch light. I mean, It's a good sword..... But..... I just feel weird about it.... Almost like I'm not supposed to have it...

I've just been using it because it's better than my silver sword....

This sword is weird.

Too weird.

"Eye, Lass. Are ye ready?"

"Ready for wh--" I was cut off by Black Beard's Cutlass striking against me.

"AAHHHHHHHH!" I scream as blood gushed out of my arm.

"Yarr Har Har (BWAH hah hah?) This'll be easier than I thought!" Black Beard cackled. He raised his cutlass to strike again, but I deflected it. I take a few steps back, dodging attacks from Black Beard. 

"YARR, Lass, Why be ye fighting it!? Ye going to be mine anyways." He mocks, charging at me once more.

"Nope. I already have someone special...." I say, without realizing it. Black Beard grunts in pain as I land a hit on him.

I slash his face, resulting in a small stream of blood flowing. He grits his teeth and elbows my ribs, shoving me to the ground. My breathing became sharp as fear rush around my head..

I suddenly felt adrenaline pump through me...

Ki POV

What's happening? Why can't I move?? Why is Feather fighting Black Beard???

Am I frozen in time???

But..... That can't be possible...

I can't move my body.... But I'm aware of everything going around....

I see Feather on the ground. A foreign look flashes in her eyes. I could've sworn they turned gold for a moment, but it was probably just my imagination.

But..... That look..... I've seen it before...

Once before.

One the dirt platform...

...

Uh oh.

A wild grin appears on her face as she rushes, stabbing his shoulder.

She's afraid.....

No no
No!

Not again!

"L-lass?" Black Beard stuttered as blood poured from his shoulder.

"Hehehe~" She giggled. But something in that giggle was off. It sounded like it hurt.

Kyrie, Please help her....

W-what?? Who said that!???

Please Kyrie..... Don't let her be afraid....