117 New world madness (1/2)

With a huge jerk the ship screeched upwards, the sudden presence of waves on the ocean surface shocking its residents. The winds around began to wail almost instantly, with dark clouds swarming hungrily over the miniscule ship.

The sails that stood bundled up on the side whipped with the sudden gust, breathing down a sense of terror and pressure down on the fragile mast of the white sided ship.

With a roar I ran out, taking the steps three at a time racing to the deck. The sudden difference of temperature and climate had shocked me. Behind me the crew followed, with Rein wheezing with each step that he took.

On the deck, Sorren ran with his arms akimbo. A sheen of worry and sweat on his face as he attempted to pull at the well tied harness that tied the sails in place.

”Fatty focus on the rear ties!” I roared out loud as I pumped out my Haki. With both hands on the helm I could finally breathe a little easy.

Fawkes bulldozed out of the stairs, wind whipping at his hair he gazed around a barely concealed hint of glee as he ran to aid our diminutive doctor. He was bare chested as I was, and could not help but shiver as the winds chilled the stream of sweat that trailed down his biceps.

Within moments the crew had assembled running to different places on the ship as they attempted to right the situation.

”North winds in coming!”

”Damnit this harness, who the fuck tied it!?”

”God damnit, these winds are so damn unforgiving!”

A trail of curses rang out of the inexperienced crew as they glared at the bundle of black clouds in the sky. Since it was basically the first time that the crew had come across such a lethal and downright terrifying storm, their inexperience showed brazenly as they attempted to cope with the sudden upheaval.

Over the next hour the ship swayed uncontrollably, the open sail bellowed in protest at every passing wind and the mast groaned heavily as it faced the brunt of the wrath of the water that streamed out from the monstrous clouds.

The water waved blearily, the waves cresting at the side of the deck with cracks and roars that seemed to come from an unfathomably scary beast that we could not see.

Water roared from all sides, freely passing through the barren deck.

”Fawkes! Right the sail! We go Northward!” I roared out loud as I looked over my back, my Haki still roaring through the creaking wood that formed the old ship.

”Which way is North!?” Was the infuriating response.

”That way you fleet footed dingus!” I yowled out, bending my neck awkwardly towards a completely inconspicuous direction.