Despite being on the verge of fainting, bacon could discern changes of light and hear muffled sounds around him. The roaring flames of Caius were all he could hear, cold roaring flames of darkness. Suddenly he heard the sound of metal clashing and a change in light before him. He tried to utter get up,but he couldn't. With all his heart he wanted to tell this person to run. He couldn't even utter a comprehensible sentence. Before long he was flying or rather was hoisted up and being carried by a rather swift person.
Although bacon couldn't make anything out, he could tell by the different accelerations when they dipped, turned, and ascended. His body flopping around like a rag doll, there was nothing his weakened self could do. The sound of dogs filled his senses at some point in time. He felt a sharp pain and moistness coming from his arm, drenched with blood. For what reason he didn't know. Without warning he felt himself rise high without the person who was carrying him for a few moments,but then was back in the arms of someone. For a few hours this went on, beams of fuzzy light, muffled screams from hundreds of men, panicked shrills of terror, and the constant sound of ravenous dogs. Eventually he did pass out from the constant whiplash as he accepted his fate.
Bacon awoke in a daze.His arms bound by stone shackles which seemed to siphon his strength. He sat up in a woman's room. It smelled of sweet perfume and was riddled with flowers. The bed he laid on had intricate frill and it felt so softer than anything he ever experienced before.It was akin to sleeping on the clouds of skypeia. He sat there for a moment to reminisce about his time on sky island when the sounds of arguing broke his train of thought. As he slid off the bed, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. As he shambled toward down the hall, the arguing became more vivid.
"First we lose billy because of him and now you want to sacrifice the island! The darn fool's a fraud". The woman swiped her arms across the counter to sweep bottles of liquor and glasses to the floor in a fit of rage. She was middle aged woman who was widely built due to being a little overweight. " You remember what grandma suzuha said. We have to protect him when he unfreezes". The woman who responded was a young woman in her early twenties. She was slightly shaped like an hourglass, having the numerous curves most men hardly notice in a beautiful lady. Her arms were cross when the older lady was screaming in his face, spit flying with every other utterance.
He silently observed them for a moment before catching their attention as he made his way down the stairs. The older woman gave him a deathly glare and smashed a nearby bottle. She rushed toward him with a speed one wouldn't expect from a woman with age and girth,but her arm was caught by the younger girl. The older woman's gaze was affixed upon bacon who showed no fear, despite being bound by seastone." You arrogant bastard. Why are you looking at me like that?We don't even know you and yet my kids went out to save your sorry ass, based on the ramblings of a senile hag!" She gritted her teeth in anger,eagerly awaiting the silent man's response.
" If taking my life with make up for the loss of your family, then I will pay the toll of a captured dog". Bacon's expression was unchanged, he had the same solemn expression while he closed his eyes, bearing his neck for the woman. "When my mother needed you most, you let her down father." Her eyes welling up with tears as she stood there waiting for a response. Something to soothe her broken heart." Suzuha bore my child" His face suddenly filled with astonishment with a hint of grief.
Before he could continue a blast broke the silence. The roar of a battleship in the distance grabbed everyone's attention. " Unlock these shackles. I'll save the island myself". " Buu-- but" The younger woman who he now knew was his granddaughter interjected,but she was caught up in her mother's grief. " Do away with the shackles" Bacon held his arms out, now with an expression of determination. She unlocked her shackles as her staggered toward the door, using a crutch left behind at the tavern. " Grandad" she whimpered softly as he left walked out the door. "What is it".
"You're coming back right"? He turned to her with a grin on his face and said, " Yea, the eggs are good here". She smiled back at him as if she was relieved to hear he wasn't just going to turn himself in,but she wondered what one man could do in the face of a fleet. She wondered if the stories were true.
Although bacon couldn't make anything out, he could tell by the different accelerations when they dipped, turned, and ascended. His body flopping around like a rag doll, there was nothing his weakened self could do. The sound of dogs filled his senses at some point in time. He felt a sharp pain and moistness coming from his arm, drenched with blood. For what reason he didn't know. Without warning he felt himself rise high without the person who was carrying him for a few moments,but then was back in the arms of someone. For a few hours this went on, beams of fuzzy light, muffled screams from hundreds of men, panicked shrills of terror, and the constant sound of ravenous dogs. Eventually he did pass out from the constant whiplash as he accepted his fate.
Bacon awoke in a daze.His arms bound by stone shackles which seemed to siphon his strength. He sat up in a woman's room. It smelled of sweet perfume and was riddled with flowers. The bed he laid on had intricate frill and it felt so softer than anything he ever experienced before.It was akin to sleeping on the clouds of skypeia. He sat there for a moment to reminisce about his time on sky island when the sounds of arguing broke his train of thought. As he slid off the bed, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. As he shambled toward down the hall, the arguing became more vivid.
"First we lose billy because of him and now you want to sacrifice the island! The darn fool's a fraud". The woman swiped her arms across the counter to sweep bottles of liquor and glasses to the floor in a fit of rage. She was middle aged woman who was widely built due to being a little overweight. " You remember what grandma suzuha said. We have to protect him when he unfreezes". The woman who responded was a young woman in her early twenties. She was slightly shaped like an hourglass, having the numerous curves most men hardly notice in a beautiful lady. Her arms were cross when the older lady was screaming in his face, spit flying with every other utterance.
He silently observed them for a moment before catching their attention as he made his way down the stairs. The older woman gave him a deathly glare and smashed a nearby bottle. She rushed toward him with a speed one wouldn't expect from a woman with age and girth,but her arm was caught by the younger girl. The older woman's gaze was affixed upon bacon who showed no fear, despite being bound by seastone." You arrogant bastard. Why are you looking at me like that?We don't even know you and yet my kids went out to save your sorry ass, based on the ramblings of a senile hag!" She gritted her teeth in anger,eagerly awaiting the silent man's response.
" If taking my life with make up for the loss of your family, then I will pay the toll of a captured dog". Bacon's expression was unchanged, he had the same solemn expression while he closed his eyes, bearing his neck for the woman. "When my mother needed you most, you let her down father." Her eyes welling up with tears as she stood there waiting for a response. Something to soothe her broken heart." Suzuha bore my child" His face suddenly filled with astonishment with a hint of grief.
Before he could continue a blast broke the silence. The roar of a battleship in the distance grabbed everyone's attention. " Unlock these shackles. I'll save the island myself". " Buu-- but" The younger woman who he now knew was his granddaughter interjected,but she was caught up in her mother's grief. " Do away with the shackles" Bacon held his arms out, now with an expression of determination. She unlocked her shackles as her staggered toward the door, using a crutch left behind at the tavern. " Grandad" she whimpered softly as he left walked out the door. "What is it".
"You're coming back right"? He turned to her with a grin on his face and said, " Yea, the eggs are good here". She smiled back at him as if she was relieved to hear he wasn't just going to turn himself in,but she wondered what one man could do in the face of a fleet. She wondered if the stories were true.