The Different Ship
9

The storm died down around the ship, Arab had looked everywhere for Rune and she was nowhere to be found. He stood in Azhar’s office after he had told him, head held down unable to look at his captain as he paced the room furiously.

“How the hell did that even manage to happen Arab? I told you to make sure nothing happened to her!” he snapped out rubbing along his facial hair as he paced the length of the room once more. Arab stood there fumbling with is shaking hands and looking down at the ground.

“Azhar I couldn’t stop it, tha rope broke and somehow or another she got flung off the ship, it was ta late by the time I got over ta her sail....” He stopped and swallowed thick almost not wanting to tell him the worst part of the news. Azhar narrowed his eyes and walked towards the man, his boots making clicks on the wooden floor, his eyes flashing with anger.

“There is more isn’t there Arab, what else do you have to tell me?” He said to him in a dark tone, his face held concern and seriousness, almost as if he knew what was about to come out of his mouth.

“Well… ya see Matchy n’ three other shipmates also disappeared after Ayo for thrown from tha boat…” Arab explained to him, Azhar’s gripped his fists tightly, his eyes flashing with more aggression then they had last time. He hit his desk and making a loud cracking noise as it split in half and splintered with ease.

“Of course they took her; I knew they weren’t right, I could tell by their stench. Yet I am not one to judge and give others a chance that they have never got.” He let out a loud agitated sigh and pinched between his eyes as he clenched them shut.

“Arab, we need to get her back. Rune is our’s and this isn’t Rune’s war with them but they are going to use her as a pawn against us. Galahad has really over stepped his boundaries this time.” he said snarling his lip and turning to Arab.

“Aye sir, he involved her in somethin’ that she had to right ta be in.” Arab replied. In response Azhar let out a wry chuckle as he licked over his lips. His personality changing in almost an instant and a small amused hiss escaped his lips. He moved over to sit at his desk in almost an eerily calm manner.

“No he too something that belonged to me. Round up the crew so we can explain what is going on. There is a change of action and course. I think it is about time we stepped foot into their domain and no longer follow the rules like them. I need to contact The Others Council.” He said to him, Arab looked at him never seeing him in this state but once. He was shell shocked by Azhar’s direction and the mention of the council that hated him the most.

“Azhar ya know they won’t help us. What’s tha use callin fer them anyways, a waste a time I think.” He retorted to his earlier demand, confused on his sudden decision to call upon them.

“Arab tell me, what is Rune?” he asked him folding his hands on his desk and looking at him raising his eyebrow.

“She’s a… human!” he said suddenly with wide eyes as he nodded to him. He turned to walk out in a quick pace as Azhar began to write out the letter for their presence.

“I’ll leave ya be n’ do what ya asked captain!” Arab said as he left the wheelhouse and went to follow out his orders to round up the crew.