Sky Pirates -

Sairento

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As the world went to Hell (or as Hell came to the Earth, to be more accurate), humanity took to the skies to avoid the hellscape that once was their home.

That was 50 years ago.

Back then, it was regarded as the end of times. Demons and monsters overran the cities, spilling out from the cracks with magma, destruction in their wake as major cities were reduced to rubble. Within three days, of the seven billion humans, only a few hundred thousand people were left alive.

Humanity acted swiftly. In response to the mass genocide, engineers and governments did their best and did the only logical thing: if demons were coming from below, they would go up. Everyone alive was rounded into enormous blimps and planes, and went up.

Since then, the surface has become a fiery sea of lava and fire, where demons and monsters roam. Humanity has grown to accept that they would not be able to return, and many developments towards making life in the air was made.

Over the 50 years, humans had changed. Scientists' rapid and not always sanctioned experimentation had caused a good deal of the population to develop what can only be described as 'latent magical powers', being able to do things such as throw fire or fling sparks from their fingertips, though this power was often weak among those who had them. New laws and governments came into effect, regulating what could be regulated where they could with the rapidly changing life, as some blimps floated off towards the unknown. Dirt and food become scarce, and water become a common good from the clouds. Blimps were traded for floating cities, some populated by criminals and corrupt officials alike, others by the pompous bourgeoisie. Sky-ships became the new cars, being much safer than planes and more efficient than planes.

And with the ships, the new frontier, the laws and scarcity, came the pirates. Those who were starved, who were exiled, or were seeking revolution or adventure. A new age of piracy had arrived.

Sky-pirates.
 
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Chapter 1: Set Sail

Nathan's head…hurt. The way it would when he spent an hour too long at the work station and the ringing of a hammer would be stuck between his ears. Only instead of ringing dizziness, it was just…dull, throbbing pain.

He knew why. Sort of. At least, he thought he did. His memories from last night were really hazy, but the beginning he could remember. He'd been thrown out of the academy (apparently the counsellors did not appreciate an engine exploding, nor could they write it off as an accident when another student had been maimed for the incident. It wasn't his fault, but the blame had still been pushed onto him), and decided to take his meagre funds where he could and…

…and drank.

Probably into some kind of stupor. At least he was lightweight, so he probably didn't spend that much. Groaning quietly, he rolled over, not looking forward to the start of his day, but something he'd have to do regardless.

He blinked.

This wasn't his room. Skies, it looked nothing like the bar he was in either. The bar was decidedly made of wood, not a patchwork of metal scraps that looked like they could give him tetanus if he wasn't careful. The swaying of his hammoc-a hammock! He didn't even own a hammock!

Flipping off (or trying. He hadn't slept in a hammock before, after all, and he a…wasn't entirely that coordinated), he winced as he found himself in tangled mess of cloth on the ground, rubbing the shoulder he fell on as he untangled himself as best he could. "…what happened…" he thought, scrambling as he tried to make his way out of the room. With this level of shuddering and shaking…he was on an airship, that was for sure. And from the state, not an entirely pleasant one either. "Don't tell me I've been kidnapped by pirates…" he thought, paling before shaking his head, moving to open another door.

After all, what kind of pirate would need him?

 
Knuckles gently rapping on the cabin door, Maria's eyebrows furrowed at the dull thud that followed from the inside.

The creaking of the metal under her leather boots provided a reminder of the rundown state of their ship, but even so, the female couldn't feel happier knowing that they were finally in motion. It was only the first morning since they had set sail and their departure was surprisingly swift and painless, all things considered. It gave her some confidence; a clean start was welcome after all they had gone through.

She opened the door enough to poke her head inside and her lips pulled up into a subtle smirk at the sight of her mechanic in his tangled state. "Everything alright in here?"

At first glance Maria understood how one could question her decision of bringing someone like Nathan on board. His figure wasn't particularly... sturdy, and while he claimed to be twenty years old, she had her doubts about that. Nothing could bring his skills as an engineer into question however; she witnessed them first-hand seeing as he played a big part of making their ship actually stay in one piece. There would be no regrets of bringing him along, she knew that already.

"I would like to see you up on the deck to discuss where we're headed today, if you think you're done wrestling your hammock," she teased.
 
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