Board Thread:Morgan Cinder/@comment-24479578-20160828042655/@comment-24479578-20160828042742


 * HitomiHyuga Golden strands blew away from Morgan’s face while she leaned against the railing on the bow of the ship. Her emerald hues looked out into the open ocean lost in thought. Much had happened since she was first arrested for theft and to look at her now, she didn’t resemble the young woman at all that had been taken into Marine custody. The wind from the ship’s movement whipped open the slit that came up to her hip of her tan dress that hugged her form like it had been made specifically for her. Every now and again, the fabric would get caught on the holstered flintlock that was normally hidden on her right leg. With only small gold earrings and a slender gold bracelet on either wrist, she stood there with her hands clasped around a small object. A gift and the only thing she had left from her family. A small vial of ash.

Once she had a leather strap that she had wrapped around it that would allow her to wear it as a necklace, but over the years the leather had rotted and with no money to get a new strap, she just kept it in her top and always with her. It was a small piece of home. When things were not so bad, their father was still alive and her older brothers were both home. The only thing missing was their mother. Of which we all knew that she would be around when she wanted to be.

Staring out into the open, her thoughts drifted to the island that she had been taken from by Stratos and the people that had been part of the Pirate Games like she had been. Sighing softly, she looked to the steel of the railing while images of their faces flashed across her mind. The feline mink that had launched her with the fish. The wolf mink that was with a scruffy looking man. The giant and his mouthpiece of a man. Then Seven.

She closed her eyes for a moment thinking about the cyborg that she had made a promise to and tried to fix before she had been taken. Were they alright? It bothered her that there was something that was between Stratos and Seven. What did the man do to him that would cause him to freeze up like that? There was a cross between sadness and anger that flared to life thinking about Stratos having something to do with what had happened to Seven. The only person that she could think of as friend and now he would more then likely have nothing to do with her. Not that she would blame him. Not that she could blame any of them in all honesty.

 But that one scruffy guy that was next to the wolf mink, his features reminded her of someone. Thinking on it, she mentally went through each feature that the man contained. The dark features. The glasses. The chiseled jawline. He reminded her of her older brother in so many ways. Her eyes looked from the open sea to the small vial that was clutched in between the palms of her hands. A soft smile crossed her lips thinking back to the day that she was given it. But it was a smile that held some sadness as well since it was only the next day that would be the last time she had seen her older brother. 20:51, June 25, 2016
 * Divine Ziel Listen & Read

The waves rocked the ship back and forth, the sun already beginning its time for slumber on the side of the world Sil was on with the rest of the crew. Others were either around doing their jobs or already asleep but Sil..he was sat down on the wood, his red button up shirt open, exposing his front, upperbody. The wind rustled through his hair as he looked towards the orange lighting. The beauty of a truly delightful and well earned sunset in the grasp of his eyes. The hue only reflected off of his pitch black, circular sunglasses as he lowered his head for a moment. The katana thrown to him by the leader of those Dragon Flies that died sitting next to him only leaned against his side. His dark brown hair merely flowing in the wind while his right hand rose to his face and slowly removed his glasses, exposing beautiful, sky blue eyes but they held no light to them..they were dull, like a dead man. His pupils expanded and shrunk multiple times over, finally adjusting to the light they were never really exposed to for so long. The medallion necklace hanging around his neck which overlayed the middle of his chest and a black beaded bracelet on his right wrist. Lifting his head slowly, his eyes looked to the orange setting in front of him, the beauty of the light bouncing off the smooth water, the very same water the crew sailed on.

Thinking to himself how everything has went so far, how it was perfect and how it fell, how everything ended up being torn away from him. Flashes of his wife filled his mind at that very moment however, the last flash wasn't of his gorgeous wife but a blonde female that was back on Warship Island with them, the one that was taken. He only saw the blonde hair but from the angle it was in merely jogged a memory back into his mind that he set in the back of his head, just like most of the others. Sil's legs only curled upward as his knees pointed to the heavens above and the back of his head gently pushed against the wood behind him as he looked at the drifting clouds. A bright day then fluttered into his sight, one filled with too many clouds to count, the sounds of the distant waves crashing against each other, the sounds of people talking. As Sil's eyes closed slowly, they reopened in the memory and he saw it all like he was reliving it. The market area of the town he once lived in. He was much younger than he was in reality..around the age of fifteen. He looked amongst the jewlery as he had a big smile on his lips due to the thought of buying something for a special someone.

Looking through it all, he then came across a vial which held nothing in it. He picked it up and then asked the lady that was selling it "How much for this?" While she only looked up to him with a shake in her head and her hand waving him off, the fifty year old lady said "You can have it, Sil. You've done so much for me." His eyes only widened as he looked down to her sitting in her chair as he spoke back "Come on now, grams. I gotta pay ya someho-" She stopped him as she said "I'll tell ya what, come by tomorrow and move some things out of my home so I can sell them and you can have it for free." He only nodded "I'll be here tomorrow, don't you worry." Before he ran off, she showed him how it could be opened and closed to put whatever inside which was useful though, she said one last thing before letting him go "Once you open it and close it, it can never be reopened unless smashed. Don't know why but whatever you're putting in it, make sure it's good for whomever you're giving it to." He nodded before running off. As the smile only spread across his lips, he would run merely back to the house of his family and looked around as he thought for only a moment. It was just then that he went over to where the fireplace was. It wasn't anything fancy but it made do for when it was cold. Slowly opening it, he slowly put ashes inside as he only let the smile soften and lower in size on his lips.

Turning for but a mere moment, he looked to his father as he asked "Dad, where's sis?" With him telling Sil where she was, he automatically started running towards where he was told but made sure not to yell out just yet. He wanted it to be perfect however, his run began to slow as he thought of what tomorrow was for himself and ended up pacing himself in a walk. The medallion necklace he wore to the day of reality had a single leather strap to it but back then, it had two. He only thought to himself as he made his way to where his dad told him his little sister was. 01:01, June 26, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga Her eyes fell upon the amber sky that hovered over the still water while a smile tugged on the corner of her lips. Her grip tight on the vial in her hands while her mind then drifted back to the day. Years ago it was and she was so much younger. A child of the age of five with eyes that rivaled the most brilliant cut emeralds and hair that resembled spun gold. She had often been teased about her hair and eyes not being real and something only her mother could buy. But each time, she’d only look to them before turning away with clenched fists. More than once she had been scolded by her father and talked to by her brothers about fighting and this time would have been no different.

Taking a cloth, Morgan had began to clean up the mess that had come with cleaning out the chimney. It was a sunday which meant that it was Mr. Ross’s day for his chimney to be cleaned. He had been the third that day but it was well worth the work with the promise of a side of venison for her payment. Wiping down all the sides of the fireplace and climbing on top of a chair, she’d wipe off the mantle as well. Morgan was covered in soot and ash from head to toe but still she smiled brightly and laughed as she’d be told stories by Mr. Ross while she worked. It made the time go by so much quicker.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">“Pretty sad! Morgan’s mom can’t cut it as a /real/ pirate so she has to pick up the slack!” The teasing voices of the other children were heard from the doorway as she worked. Her smile faded and she clenched her fist while continuing to clean her mess up. The taunts only continued while she finished up her work and put her things away. Bundling them all up, she’d tie her tools together and place them on her back. “Morgan. Have your father come down to the shop and I’ll let him have his pick of cut.” The old man said with a smile on his face that reflected in his eyes. She smiled and gave a nod. “Ok!” She said with an excitement to her voice as she began to walk out from the house.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">WHACK! “AHH!” Morgan’s hand came up to the side of her head that was now throbbing as she heard the thud of something hitting the ground next to her. She’d look down to see a large rock moving slightly as it hit the ground. Her face then shot up to meet the laughing and pointing fingers of a group of three boys that were perhaps a year older than her. She scowled and thrust her hands down to her sides before turning and beginning to walk back to her house. But it did not stop. She had been hit again and once again. Her eyes were watering in anger as she kept her fists clenched and forced herself to keep walking. She didn’t want to disappoint her father or her brothers. They had all told her to stay out of fights. Made her promise to be a good girl. The salty tears fell from her eyes and streaked over her blackened cheeks with no other way of letting out her anger. “No wonder your mom just dumped you and your siblings off. You are all just trash to be thrown away!” That was the final straw.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Taking a long stick from her bundle at her back, Morgan turned and ran towards the boys that had been picking on her with a cross between a grunt and a scream coming from her. The boys turned and ran from her laughing and taunting her all the more causing her to chase them. And she did. With the bundle of cleaning tools at her back, it made it hard for her to run and keep up. Dumping them in front of the butcher shop, Morgan took off after them as they ran towards the field at the edge of the village. Her eyes blazed as she looked to them and anger set within her features. Her feet were spread and she held the cleaning stick with both hands ready to swing at the first person that came near her. Her little chest moved quickly with her rapid breathing and her teeth were clenched tightly. “Aww.. lil Morgan’s going to do something. How cute.” They all laughed as they all picked up rocks. The ‘leader of the group’ held a rock in his hand and tossed it up a few times before looking at her with a grin. “Bet your as much of a poor excuse for a fighter as your mom is a pirate.” Then throwing the rock at her, she had only enough time to bring her arm up and shield part of her face before the rock hit her in the chin. With the laughter of the other boys came them throwing their own rocks at her. Each had hit her in a different place causing more anger and tears to drip down her cheeks.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Finally she had enough. She dropped her stick and ran at the ‘leader’ with a loud scream. She leapt at him with her arms open causing him to stumble backwards. She wasn’t big enough to beat him up but she would take it out in her own way. Her small mouth grabbed hold of his upper arm and clamped down. The boy screamed and yelled as he and his friends began to try and pull her from him. In the back of her mind, Morgan knew that she had broken her promise and already regretted it. 02:08, June 26, 2016
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen & Read

As Sil kept walking within the memory, he came closer to where his sister was supposed to be but at the same time, he heard laughing from little boys and also screaming coming from a little girl. He all but sighed as he placed the vial of ashe in his pocket and simply began to run with a bit of anger on his face yet it seemed mainly calm. After a bit, he came across the butcher shop where he saw his sister's tools laying on the ground only to quickly run past them. He turned right on the corner, he knew where they were going in which he had taken a shortcut. Running through the streets like a mad man he jumped on top of buildings and over a few just to make sure he got there in time. As he jumped off of one, he rolled on the ground and only forced himself forward as he saw his sister and the boys in the field while they were throwing rocks at her.

Hearing the words they said, shadows crept along his eyes as he got in front of Morgan before she even punched and looked at her as he patted her head gently. Looking to the boys, he only stared down to them while his mouth spread into a grin. Reaching over, he grabbed 'the leader' by the hair and held him up in the air as his right foot gave a swift kick to the one on the right. Looking down to the other one, he only began to back away in fear while saying "You c-can't do th-this to u-us." As Sil's grin grew wider and spoke out "Oh, I can. If you can do it to my little sister, I'll do whatever I please to you." Looking to 'the leader' he lifted the boy a bit higher as he looked at him dead in the face and asked "Why do you do this to yourselves? Why aren't your parents pirates? Why aren't you a pirate or a marine? Are you scared to lose your life to the waves?" Sil only spoke as he reached over and grabbed the other one that just tried running away by the hair and walked forward through the fields to the cliffs and held them over it while the waves crashed along the side and jagged rocks breached from the ocean floor to the surface as Sil looked to them and only said "Answer me, because my grip is getting loose." His face showed no sign and neither did his muscles as Sil hung them over the cliff and waited for a response but all that ended up was crying as he then turned around and threw them on the ground. Squatting in between them, he looked into both of their eyes as he said "The next time my mother's occupation comes out of your mouth or you even say a single thing bad about my little sister, I'll make sure you die to those waves. I will not have any of that coming from some little brats."

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">Sil then pushed himself up as he said down to them while walking back to Morgan "Remember what I said. Also, make sure to tell your little friends about it as well." Sil stepped back in front of Morgan as his eyes and mouth were back to normal, offering her a light smile as he placed his hand on her head and patted it "Lets go, lil sis. They won't be bothering you anymore." As he walked past her, if she looked towards them and listened, she'd see them laying on the ground, crying into the wind but not really harmed at all. The smell of urine could probably have been smelled due to the two that were hung over the cliff, pissing their pants. Sil looked back to Morgan if she was already or wasn't following and said "Come on, little firefly. I got something for ya and we need to get your tools." A bright smile crossed his lips as his eyes closed yet gave a happy expression towards her. Sil was always the overprotective brother, to all of his siblings. 23:35, June 26, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen and Read

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Morgan's gaze continued to scan over the vast ocean while the sun now just met the the surf and all the sky was a beautiful combination of violet, pinks and blues. The remainder of the sun's light shining against her skin in warm hues as if trying to wrap her in warmth for the moment. But it was her thoughts that were the blanket that wrapped her up in warmth while her fingers traced over the small glass vial. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Standing before her was the form of her oldest brother as if he could read her before she even had time to react. The intense anger that she felt slowly slid away but did not disappear completely with the pat of her head. Her eyes looked up to him for a moment with tears still streaking down her dirty face. The grin that crossed his face was not for her and she knew it. It caused her to grin as well knowing what his intentions were once she looked to the boys. He knew. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Mogan didn't say a word as Sil gave the boys what they deserved in her eyes and in his. In a small part of her thoughts, she kinda wished that they fought back just to see Sil in action. Watching him filled her with a warmth that felt almost like bubbles that would cause her to explode with laughter. She watched in silence as Sil lifted 'the leader' to be eye to eye with him and asked him the questions that made Morgan proud to be the daughter of a Pirate Captain. Then when all she heard was crying and sniveling coming from the boys as he held them both out over the cliffs, Morgan's eyes sparkled and shined. Sil's warning had been given and they were sealed with scrapes and bruises when he threw them to the ground once more. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Her eyes moved from the boys to her brother as he stood and walked over to her. Seeing his light smile and feeling the pat on her head once more, she turned her eyes to the boys that were nothing more than sniveling little babies. Walking over, she picked up her stick that was needed to complete her tool set while she continued to watch them for just a moment more when she heard Sil call her once more. "Coming!" She said lightly with a soft giggle to her voice. <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">She ran up next to him and placed her tiny hand in his while looking up to him with her eyes beaming the most vibrant of green and a happy smile despite the tell tale signs of her crying on her cheeks and the scrapes on her chin from one of the boys rocks. She just about giggled as she walked beside him with her hand in his. "What is it? What is it, Sil?" When they had come closer to the Butcher shop, she let go of his hand and ran over to her tools. Placing the other stick into the bundle, she'd tighten it all together once more and place it on her back. Then turning back to her brother, she looked to him with a bright smile that lit up her face. It didn't take much to make her smile and her family was one that would always bring out the brightest of smiles. She giggled once more as she ran over to him and took his hand once more. "Guess what, Silly! Mr. Ross was very kind today. He told me old pirate stories and because I did a good job, Daddy gets to pick out whatever cut of meat he wants for us!" She looked up to him with pride like she had just been given one of the most highest honors from the World's Government. "Aren't you proud of me?" She giggled and wiped her face against the back of his hand. 00:33, June 27, 2016
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen & Read

Slowly in reality, Sil's eyes began to open while the thought of the memory flooded his mind, the orange light slamming against the blue orbs. He remembered for a second back at the arena on Warship Island the announcer saying "CONTESTANT 6! MORGAN CINDER" as he thought of the face that he saw on the screen that was shown and slowly let his eyes drift downwards. The blonde hair and the name was all Sil needed to remember that it was her for sure. The sunset was still moving down the horizon as he slowly slipped back into the memory. His smile bright towards his little sister as he took her small hand in his and walked with her. Hearing her ask what his gift was, he only stayed quiet as he felt a heavy feeling on his heart. As they got her tools, he took her hand back into his while he listened to her as he then smiled down to her and nodded "Of course I'm proud of you, firefly. We'll let dad know when we get back to the house but first, lets go over and enjoy a bit of the view."

As he said such a thing, he took Morgan to a usual spot they had always went to together on the island. A cliff that gave a beautiful overlook of the ocean. The waves crashing against themselves as the salty water could be smelled for miles to come. The cloud moved along their own pace as they covered the blue sky in whites while the yellow sun shined brightly down onto them. Sil himself stared out into the space in front of them as he then brought his thoughts back and said while looking down to Morgan "Close your eyes." Once he did so, he then reached up to his necklace as he took it off and slowly slid the second leather strap from the necklace. Putting his own back on, he then pulled out the vial filled with ash as he put the vial onto the strap and stood behind her. Placing it in front of her, he'd then make sure it was tied perfectly tight so it wouldn't come undone and then only said "Go ahead and open them." If she were to open her eyes and look down, she'd see the vial filled with ash as Sil then said "We are Cinders and what we do best is live. Even after our flame goes out and we are all but ash, we live on and keep doing so until the wind takes us. Even then though, we travel, we live and we don't stop moving; we survive." He placed a hand onto her head as he said "As a Cinder, we are meant for much more, as you can tell from what mom has come upon in her life." He paused for a moment as he looked down into her bright green eyes as he spoke once more while his blue hues met hers "Ever wonder why I call you Firefly?" If she were to nod or ask why in response, he would then lean forward and bent a bit as he kissed her forehead and whispered along her flesh "Because you shine the brightest. Sometimes I wish I could put you into a jar and keep you around forever but, I cannot."

His words only stopped for a bit as silence grew heavy and so did the burden on his heart. He didn't want to do it however, he had to tell her at least since out of all of his siblings, she was the one that worked the most on him. He simply said after a bit of them standing there, even if she was hugging him or doing whatever, he'd say with a sadness in his voice "Hey...firefly." He choked a bit on his words as he looked down to the ground and spoke out once more "There's something I need to tell you." He then waited for a response or silence as he then stated "I am going to be leaving the island tomorrow..Not for no reason but because I want to bring mom home to you guys.." His voice was shakey as he said so and then he added "The only way for me to do that is to join the Marines which is what I plan to do." He looked over to her, a single tear in his right eye as he saw his little sister but it didn't run down his cheek but it stayed there. He inhaled through his nose as he then said with a bit more calmness to his voice "But don't you worry because I'll be back one day. I'll make sure to keep in contact as well and send gifts and everything." He wanted to burst into tears from how hard it was to simply tell his little sister this, she was his life, his world, his firefly but it was something he wanted...no...had to do, for her and the family. He held back the tears as he stayed strong for her and was ready to take her into his arms whenever she wanted. He'd hug her tightly and kiss her head as he held back so much sadness because of what it took to even have the thought cross his mind for years now.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">In reality, Sil's eyes stared down onto the wood that he sat on as a single tear drifted down his cheek and stuck on his chin, dripping down and soaking into the wood. 16:47, June 29, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen and Read

The slow setting sun looked to be over taken by the waves of the sea upon the horizon. A beautiful sight to behold while Morgan's mind drifts through the past so lucidly. Images flashing across her eyes like a movie for her and her alone. The movie was seen through her eyes when the world was still bright and new. Nothing could have compared to the smile that her brother gave her as he looked down at her. The warmth that filled her when his words of being proud of her flooded her ears. Only smiling wider and more brightly, she giggled and skipped along next to him. "Ok!" Her voice excited and full of life though only a few moments ago, she was crying will anger and hate towards the village boys. Her time with Sil was her most precious treasure. It was hers and no one could take that from her. The smiles were her's to keep as well as the laughter and the tears. They shared these moments together forging a bond that kept her warm when doubt and sadness crept into her mind while she went about her day. The thought that she would be coming home and Sil would be there was all that she needed. No matter how bad her day was, he'd be waiting there for her with arms stretched out and a hug waiting for her.

He sat and she crawled into his lap with her back leaning against his chest. Her hair spun in to soft ringlets while she looked out to the sea and listened to the waves crash against the cliff below them. Morgan heard the waves crash against the side of the ship making the memory seem so real and so close. Closing her eyes for a moment, she could almost smell the mixture of the sea and the woodsy smell that always followed Sil causing a lump to form in her throat and stinging to come to her eyes. Keeping her eyes closed, she had done as he asked. Feeling the movement behind her, she pressed her lips together a bit and wiggled against his chest. "Silly? Watcha doing?" She would get a response as she continued to feel him move behind her. When told, she opened her eyes and looked into his hands seeing the bottle of ash. At first, she thought it was a cruel joke because she was a chimney sweep but then his voice came.

Opening her eyes and looking to the horizon, a tear fell down the side of her cheek while echoing the words spoken by her brother while the memory continued to play. "We are Cinders and what we do best is live. Even after our flame goes out and we are but ash, we live on and keep doing so until the wind takes us." Her lips quivered and trembled while her hands clenched the bottle tightly. "Even then though, we travel, we live and we don't stop moving..." She took in a shuttering breath and let it escape her lips with her eyes closed while she finished his words in a whisper. "..we survive." The words clenched at her throat and caused her heart to ache. Bowing her head, her shoulders began to shake as soft sobs over took her with no sign of relenting. The child looked from the bottle to her brother as he continued to speak. He spoke with such pride when he talked of their mother. Something that made her chest swell with pride as well. She understood now why he told her that but didn't then. They were meant for so much more then to be what the others in the village thought them to be. Now she knew it and knew it well.

Looking up to him, she'd shake her head as he asked her about her nickname. She'd smiled with a bit of a giggle as he kissed her forehead and looked back up to him with her bright green eyes. "I wouldn't fit in a jar!" She giggled and looked to him as the silence fell between them and her smile slowly faded from her lips. Something was bothering him and she didn't know why or what it was. But nothing could hurt him! He was her hero. Her brother. In her eyes, he was invincible. Hearing her name with a bit of a choke to his voice, she looked to him with worry in her eyes. She'd move to look face to face with him seeing him look to the ground. Her tiny hands clenched into fists while she looked to him. If someone hurt him, she'd make them regret every moment of their life. Waiting for him to speak further, her eyes looked to him and waited. "Ok. You can tell me anything you want, Silly. You know that." She was ready for anything that he was going to tell her. That he lost his job. That he had gotten in trouble with the other teenagers in the town. Anything... but what came from his lips.

Stop and start this

The light fell from her eyes and her lips parted as a sharp breath was taken. The color from her face faded while she continued to look to the man that had been her hero for the short amount of time that she had been in this world. The world around her had gone silent and it was just him and her in this moment. The sea that was there as a whitness to their meeting had gone silent as well. As he continued, her little fists began to shake along with the rest of her. She took her bottom lip into her mouth and held it tight with her teeth while her eyes rimmed with tears. Anger and hurt crossed her face while she looked up to him. Trying to keep it in, she trembled horribly until the last phrase was spoken. "YOU CAN'T LEAVE!! I WON'T LET YOU!" She screamed at him. Her cheeks once more streaming with hot tears of anger and saddness. In that moment, her whole world crashed down around her. Through sobs, she voiced her hurt. "You can't leave me..." Trembling, she looked to him and saw him being strong for her once more. Her voice wouldn't come from her lips anymore while all that was there was now a lump that wouldn't leave and a ache in her heart. Rushing into his arms, she held him tight while the tears and sobs left her little form shaking in his arms. "Please don't go, Silly... Stay here with me..." She sobbed against his chest.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> Morgan looked up from the railing to the horizen once more as her thoughts trailed back to Warship island and everything that had to do with the scruffy looking man that had triggered this memory. One she had pushed from her mind so long ago. Slowly her eyes widened when she realized the name that was said just before hers. He was there. Shocking realization struck her while she stared out at the sea. She clenched her teeth as her chest felt tight and she struggled to breath through sobs that took over her body. He was there... and he didn't save her. Her knees buckled from beneath her and she fell to the deck while she shattered inside. Her hero. Her world. The man she had such a bond with that she thought would never be broken by anything in the world, was there and he did nothing to stop Stratos from taking her. Her body was over taken by tears and sobs that would not quit while slumped in the deck. A broken mess. But did he know? Even while the thought of him abandoning her drifted through her mind, she still gave him the benefit of the doubt. Her brother wouldn't just let her go without a fight if he knew it was her. She was his Firefly. Wiping her face with the back of her hand, she looked down to the bottle once more. "Find me.." She whispered. 18:44, June 29, 2016
 * Divine Ziel <p style="font-weight:normal;margin-top:0px!important;">Listen & Read

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Hearing her on how he couldn't leave and how she asked with such sadness for him not to leave, it tore him apart on the inside and ade him feel like scum because he was going to be doing this. Kissing her head as he felt her hug him tightly, he did the same to her as he kept calm through what his mind wanted to let out but he was the older brother, the strong one. Gently he stroked her back as he mumbled against her head "I'll always be right with you even while I'm not here." Then he kissed her head once more as he showed a light smile upon his lips while looking down to her. He didn't want to be strong becaue he was leaving her but it was the only thing he knew he could do since this was something he had to do.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Thoughts ran through his mind while he kept his little firefly close and only tried to comfort her. He didn't want to say he wasn't going to leave because tomorrow was the day for him to do so, there was no really turning back from it at this point. He knew she was probably getting tired due to all the crying she has done thus far and her small frame not being able to hold up the stamina to exhaust such energy however, he did know little kids, especially Morgan could do more than others. The sun in the air was merely travelling across the sky and the waves beat against one another, over and over again while Sil himself held back tears. The first sign of her grip getting loose or the more quiet she grew, he'd only push himself up while holding her in his arms as he bent down to get her tools and picked them up.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">Slowly, he walked with her whether she was asleep, half way or just being quiet. Looking to her though as he walked, he couldn't hold it in any longer as some tears welled up in his eyes, only to seep from them and begin to roll down his cheeks. She was his everything and he's been taking care of her since the day she was brought home to him and father. Some villagers only passed Sil on the way as they only looked for a moment and turned their gaze away as the harbor chief then passed them on the way home as he saw the tears falling from Sil's eyes and Morgan in his arms. The middle aged man only sighed to himself as he gave a soft nod to Sil while more tears only formed in his eyes after the man passed him by.

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<p style="font-weight:normal;">When they reached the house, Sil's tears were dried up as he entered the home with Morgan. He looked to his father as he then said "Mr. Ross said you can go pick out a cut of meat due to Morgan's good work." Nothing else passed from Sil's lips as he continued on into Morgan's bedroom. He then moved closer to her bed as he slowly and softly laid her down into it as he then sat down next to her and brushed her bangs out of her face while he leaned down to her and kissed her forehead. He whispered "I promise I'll be back, I promise I'll keep in contact and visit when I can." After he said such a thing, he pulled away from her and brought her blanket over her body as he then pushed himself up and put her tools next to her door as he closed it silently. Looking around the house for a moment, he then went around and gave all of his siblings hugs and kisses, as well as his father but didn't tell them anything. Morgan was the only one to know.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">(Fast forward to 4am)

<p style="font-weight:normal;">As the day was just starting for others that were to set things up or the early birds, or even people that didn't sleep, Sil was up and already had a note written out. The home was silent as Sil himself would leave the note and a little box on the table that all would see when they walked out of their rooms. Though, it was going to be some time before that happened while Sil walked out of the house, feeling the cold air along his skin as he went to the jewlery lady's house around that time and only began to knock. To his surprise though, she answered the door as she offered him a smile and said "I see you came to help with what you said you would." He then nodded to her as she let him inside.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">After about two hours of working and the sun beginning to make its mark in the sky, he was done with everything she needed. As he was about to walk out, she then asked him "Any plans for tomorrow?" While Sil only choked up and said "I actually won't be on the island tomorrow, or for a long time probably." She then nodded to him with a nod as she said "In that case, I shall see you around." He then nodded while he walked out and began on the walk back to his home. As the sun was rising behind him, his shadow only pressed along the ground while he stood in front of the house after the walk and stared for a bit. Tears were streaming down his face while he then turned around and began to walk away. Though, he froze in place as he looked back and over his shoulder to see it one more time from a distance as he said "This may be farewell but it's not goodbye..." Turning his head away, the tears stopped as he started his stride away again while he spoke out "for we are Cinders and we can never be apart for long because we always find each other starting yet another flame." As he kept walking, his being faded as he walked down a hill and to the harbor. Being greeted by the chief, he then asked "You ready to go, Sil?" While Sil only nodded. He had nothing on him but the clothes on his back. He boarded the small rowboat while the chief took him to a Marine ship off in the distance that was supposed to be anchoring at the village however, Sil was the only one to be signing up for duty from the village.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">When Morgan would wake up, she'd merely find a little flip book next to her bed. If she opened it and flipped through it, it showed a fire that hasn't been started but slowly it would begin to flicker on and a fire would erupt. The drawings were an indication of something as at the end, it was written "I wish I could have squeezed ya into a jar, Firefly. Love, Silly.' with a heart next to it.

<p style="font-weight:normal;">If someone were to wake up and read the note that said "Dear family, I'm sorry to have to leave on such short notice. I truly wish I didn't have to but this is something I have to do. You all mean so much to me and I love you all with my entire heart as well as every ounce of my soul. I know for a fact you all will be just fine because you have dad and Morgan, as well as each other. You may be asking where I'm going and I'm just going to say it, I'm going to become a Marine. I don't know where it'll take me, I don't know what will happen however, I do know one thing for a fact, I will find mom. I'll find her and I'll bring her back for you guys. We don't deserve to not be a whole family and I plan on bringing her back. Now, I know some tears are going to be dropping but, I'm still going to visit when I can, keep in contact and send gifts and everything. In the box to the right of this note, you'll find some things I left behind specifically for you all. Please do use it well and don't give dad a hard time about this, it was my decision. Also, to make room for another sibling that mom may bring, Morgan is going to have my room. Love, Sil Cinder." In the box to the right of the note, they'd find it stocked with money. It was Sil's saved money that he kept for himself over the years. It wasn't a lot but it was enough for everyone to last a while, while also working on getting more.

<p style="font-weight:normal;margin-bottom:0px!important;">The waves in real life that pushed against the boat only made Sil remember it all too harshly as he then would keep looking down to the floor under him and said in a whisper "I'll find you, Firefly." He didn't know where she was at the moment however, he knew he'd find his way to her at some point. It was just a matter of til it happened. 20:06, July 4, 2016
 * HitomiHyuga <p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Morgan had cried herself to sleep in Sil’s arms and only remembered the smell of the sea mixed with his scent as she slept against his chest. Her little hands had been clenched tightly around the fabric of his shirt while he carried her back to their home. She hadn’t remembered him placing her in her bed that night or remembered him covering her up, but she slept deeply that night with slight tears leaving her eyes as she called for him in her sleep softly.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The morning had come and the dawn slid through her window, falling upon her eyes. Then she heard the door fly open and crash against the wall. She shot out of bed and looked about her for a few moments. Seeing the small flip book, she opened it and flipped through it. Then looked to the message that was on the last page. Not being able to read it, she slid from her bed and ran from her room to Sil’s. His bed was empty and looked as if it had been empty for a few hours. Morgan’s eyes widened as she shook her head and ran down stairs. “Da! Sil’s not h…” Her voice stopped as she saw her father standing in the doorway with the letter in his hands and a tear in his eye.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">“Daddy?” Morgan’s voice came with a choked up and crying edge to it seeing her father with tears on his face. It only confirmed what she thought and knew in her heart already. Sil had left. Her father looked to her and gave her a soft smile while wiping the back of his hand across his face. “Well it was bound to happen sooner or later.” He spoke as he walked in and picked Morgan up, holding her against him. Looking to Morgan, he smiled lightly. “Eventually, you’ll leave too.” Morgan looked to him and shook her head. “Nuh uh! I’ll still be with you, Daddy!” Her voice holding absolute resolve in it. The man chuckled and sat Morgan on the side of the table. He told her what the note said that Sil had left when his eyes fell on the little flip book that was in her hands. “Oh, what’s this you have?” He took the small flip book from her and looked to it. “I found it when I got up. What’s it say Daddy?” The man flipped through it and landed on the last page. Taking a deep breath, he sighed with a smile. “It’s from your brother. It says ‘I wish I could have squeezed ya into a jar, Firefly. Love Silly.” He handed the book back to her and she looked to it with a quivering lower lip. “It looks like he’s giving you his room as well.” He said as he looked over the note he had left. He couldn’t have been gone already. Morgan wouldn’t allow herself to believe it.

<p dir="ltr" style="margin-top:0pt;margin-bottom:0pt;line-height:1.38;"><span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">Jumping down from the table, she ran from the house as fast as she possibly could. Her blonde hair tangling up behind her as she continued to the place that they always watched the ocean from the cliff. Her emerald eyes looked over the water and in the first light of the morning, she saw the large Marine ship with a row boat halfway to it. From the top of her lungs, Morgan screamed out to him. “BYE SILLY!!! BE SAFE!!! COME HOME SOON!!!” Her little arms waved rapidly for him to see her and hoped that he heard her. As much as it hurt that he was leaving, she couldn’t be upset at him for wanting to find their mother so that they could all be a family.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;"> <span style="font-weight:400;font-size:14.6667px;font-family:Arial;color:rgb(0,0,0);white-space:pre-wrap;">The memory slowly faded with the sun finally setting against the horizon. A sigh leaving Morgan’s lips while she took a few moments to pull herself together before she’d have to once more see the many faces of the men on the ship. Now it seemed that she was the one on the Marine ship. “One day, we’ll be a proper family.” She said to herself though she knew that the man that was their father was no longer with them, she could only hope that their mother would have the sense to leave the sea and come home to the children that still needed her. The thought of just being held by her brother once more was enough to cause a soft smile to cross her lips while she walked back to her room. The sunset had been emotional enough to cause her to want to sleep and with the memory of her brother’s scent mixed with the sea, it was just the bit of comfort she needed to drift to sleep with the vial of ash safely clasped in her hands. 21:29, July 4, 2016
 * Divine Ziel <p style="margin-top:0px!important;">Listen & Read

As he was on the rowboat, Sil only looked towards the Marine ship which sat in the water while he only listened to the waves while the chief kept them on their way. Sil then thought he heard something as he looked back and saw Morgan standing on the cliff they always were on that overlooked the blue beauty he was on at the moment. Smiling, he only stood up and turned as he yelled out with all his vocal force and waving back with his right arm "BYE FIREFLY! YOU BE SAFE TOO AND I PROMISE I'LL BE BACK!!" He only smiled brightly and kept waving her off until the memory faded from his mind while the light from the horizon was no more.

<p style="margin-bottom:0px!important;">He remembered her completely just then but he didn't know back on Warship Island. He now wished that he could've gotten her back. Lifting his head as his blue orbs filled with no light looked onto the sea and then to the sky. He gave a small smile as he said "Goodnight, Firely...wherever you are." He then reached down to his dark glasses as he grabbed them and put them on his face, covering up his eyes once more. Slowly, Sil's head would drop as he was falling asleep from the sound of the waves and mixture of the air. The last image to pass through his mind was a mere picture of little Morgan as a bigger smile spread across his lips but soon faded as he passed out on deck of the ship he was on with the other pirates. 21:49, July 4, 2016