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Unexpected Reunion

I whip my rifle into my hands and aim straight for his head.

"Whoever you really are, Ill give you to the count of 3 till I shoot you straight into the afterlife. So lets try this again, who are you?"

"I just told you, I'm your eldest cousin."

*BANG*

"One!"

His cheek starts to bleed, the bullet barely scraping it. His guards and soldiers aiming at my crew even more fiercely than before, my crew outnumbered by his.

"My older cousins are dead, the White Iron legion killed them. Next shot wont leave a scratch, it'll leave a hole. Who are you?!"

"You really don't get it, we didn't die Jonah, our parents did. Do you remember the cut I got from when we were playing with that bottle we found up shore?!"

He pulled down his shirt and showed the cut. Even though it looked exactly like the cut from when we were younger, it wasn't enough.

"Or perhaps you will remember this!"

O'Niel nudged my shoulder, "Captain, let me shoot him." Even though it was the option I wanted to go with, I still needed to find out the truth.

"No, if he cant prove to me he is my older cousin, then shoot him. Let me see what he has to say." I whispered.

"J.5.H.2!"

This cant be

I mutter out of my mouth,"K.6.I.3."

When I was younger, a naval military group occupied the island where I used to live. They were very nice to  everyone on the island and they would even take time to teach people how to read and write. 

The group used codes to pass on information, what they were passing on and why is what we didn't know. I remember Roland making his own code up for fun, then I made one as well. We agreed that the our code will be solely for us and us only.

"Roland! Is that really you?"

"The one and only little cousin."

Tears shed from my eyes. I thought he died a long time ago, I saw it with my own eyes.

"The Crackto Islands are just up ahead! Follow my ship, Then we can catch up!"

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With my unsettled mind we arrived at the port of the main island. Roland and what seemed to be his right and left hand men came onto our boat where me, Venti, O'Neil, Roland, and his 2 companions sat in the map room.

We sat in silence for about 5 minutes, but I had to get my thoughts out.

"How are you alive? Your house was burnt to the ground and your parents were shot dead. Not to mention that the White Iron legion split you and Fari apart and took you who knows where."

Roland looked at me with a solemn face, "Well, after we were split, they sold me to pirates and for Fari, I don't even know."

Roland continued to talk about everything that happened to him after the White Iron Legion attacked the Island. He had gone through some shit, good and bad. At least he was alive to tell the tell. A knock on the door had interrupted the long stories Roland had spoke of.

"Come in." I said.

The swung open and I was immediately rushed with a hug. 

"My heavens I never thought I would see you again!"