Date: Tue, 05 Aug 2008 20:21:35 -0400
From: J
Subject: TRIO  94

The boy sat nude Indian style. "And so Sole regained his name but most of
his other memories lay dormant in his mind or lost forever...he was dumped
into this ocean of pirates and pirate tests...he saved one ship and took on
a large brood of pirates to save two small young boys...and in the process
he lost a good friend named Justin...or so he thought..."

"Sole? Sole? Sole? Why can't you hear me? I know that little boy Kelli
heard me. Maybe he told you I'm Wiz. I...is that you? Oh no, a white haired
dead boy...little boy can you hear me?"

"I..I am in pain. Can you hear me?"

"Yes."

"You have great magic?"

"Yes and I can use it to get my friend Sole back to me..."

"Can you please raise the white haired one? Please?"

"Oh, I don't think so... I need to conserve this magic of mine...it makes
me weak when I..."

"This white hair saved your blond friend Sole."

"Oh damn. Sole's always in trouble, innit he?"

"He saved us."

"Damn. I will do it. Now. Tell him my name...it's Wizzzzzzzzzz!"

Sole dumped almost all the bodies in the ocean. He turned to watch Leoni
watching him do this. Sole took no glee in dumping Kickai's body. Leoni
watched the entire thin g. "I am going to kill you..."

"And I can't kill you...I need you, I need you to help us get this ship
going again. I want off the ocean and away from pirates. You do know where
their is land, don't you?"  Leoni wouldn't answer. Sole shook his head and
said, "Okay, don't answer. When you get hungry enough you might."  He found
the last pirate body and threw it over. Then he went over to Justin. He
picked Justin up over his shoulder. "Little white haired one...you saved
the three of us...I wish you were still with us..."

Sole held the body over, head first, over the side of the ship.

Wiz chanted.




Above on the Spanish Armada ship, Nakoi snunk around the side of the ship
to see a Spanish conquistador stood there, naked except for a chest plate,
a helmet and curved tipped boots.  He came up behind the soldier and
covered his mouth with one hand and put his sword across hip to hip and
sliced. He let go of the soldier after muffling the scream of the
soldier. The young man fell, holding his guts. Nakoi smiled.

Wiz hoped they would not bring the fight down to him. Until he finished his
magic. He had found another smooth body, sat on top of it and ploughed a
straight knife into the navel. Thus, he began the chant. All the while,
above, Dylon, Yoshi, and Nakoi were systematically slaughtering any Spanish
Conquistador naked warrior m en they could. Secretly. For they could not
hope to win against all of them in an open fight.

A Spanish warrior, a metal cod piece and Spanish Cortez age helmet all he
wore, saw a crying crumpled form in the locker area of the ship. He went
over to the crying boy. A nice boy with a nice spine. A spear would rip
right through that. The spear he held. He held it out but the boy
cried. The boy, Asian, looked up briefly at him and cried some more. "Oh,
don't cry, little one, tell me, what's wrong?"  He reached down to console
what he thought was a little boy.

"I don't want to be here like this and I want to fight regular rather than
do THIS!"  At this last word, Yoshi sprang up, his hands both holding the
sword hilt and he literally dove up, point moving right into the Spanish
guys tucked in and bent over belly.

"OWWWWWWWW!"  The Spanish guard said and crumpled down now, replacing
Yoshi's form. Yoshi kept the sword moving in and didn't stop until he was
sure the guy was not going to recover from this. He took it out and looked
at his handiwork.

"Next time you should kill quieter," Nakoi was upon them and he cut the
fallen guy's vein just above the dick, "He might have brought the whole
crew down on us!"

Yoshi stood, recovering from his pride at killing and now being brought
down a notch,20he nodded, "You are right, I will learn to do that...."

"Luckily for us, they are mostly unaware we were transported here by the
magic Wiz and many are drinking."

Yoshi saw the warrior unfold his body as he died, his legs kicking out just
once. "Where's Dylon?"




Dylon snuck up behind a warrior and being taller than Nakoi and Yoshi, he
reached up and around, covering the warrior's mouth while he stabbed
reaching around from behind, "Sorry, hope that pain in the gut makes up for
your...well, you know, dying n all..."  Dylon plunged hard and then let it
out. He liked the feeling of having the thick bodied Spanish guard fall
with his arms still infront of the dying one and his dick and body behind
him. He could feel the guy's butt cheeks winge past him and hit stirred his
dick's interest. The warrior was falling but Dylon grabbed him up from
behind and with his arms and hands under the guy's arm pits and in front
now.

"Hey, this is fun," Dylon said.  His just out of bed hair didn't notice the
wind pick up. His Irish German look drawing in another guard who turned and
just missed Dylon leading the dying warrior to die behind a stockade.

"Do I know you?"  The next Spanish warrior said, wearing a metal chest
piece that just barely covered his nipples, a metal thong, and boots.

Dylon cam ped it up and spread his legs and angled his hips from one to the
other, each one moving up as though he were dancing. He hid the knife along
his wrist and turned his wrist in. He came up to the guy and put his arms
over the guy's shoulders, "I'm the entertainment."  When the guy looked at
him quizzically, Dylon put his head up from the guy's deep chest, "huh?
Don't tell me they didn't tell you I was along for the ...the....uhmp, ride
so to speak. Wanna ride?"

"Oh hey yeah sure," The Spanish guy pushed Dylon back and this made Dylon
think for an instant that the guy was on to him. The guy laid down on his
back, "Do I get down like this? Will this make it easier?"

Dylon smiled, "Sure will..."

"Okay let me have it...."

Dylon couldn't believe how easy this was but then again, he didn't really
realize how attractive, boyish and yet handsome in a manly way, yet also
slightly cherubic he was with dark eyes and Irish coloring and sandy almost
brown but very blond hair. He nodded, "Yeah..."  He bent over and rammed
the knife in the guy's flexed and flexing and unflexing abs...right in the
area above the belly button. The guy roared, his eyes shut. Dylon took it
out. Raised it.

"Oh yeah that feels really, really calming! Keep it going up!"  The guy's
dick
 was out the leg hole of the metal cod piece and that must have hurt
too. "Oh man! It's painful!"

Dylon plunged again and stabbed the guy in the button, "Right in there!"
The guy yelled.  Dylon looked up, "Shhh! SHHHH! SHHHH! We dont' want the
others to know we're doing this now. I'm worn out and I can't handle them
all right now at once...at one time..."

Dylon whipped the knife out and in again and moved it all around like he
was making a soup! And he was!!! He laughed as he undid the knife again.

"UHHGGGHGHG> Wad an orgasm! UH uh Uhg! Life is so complete thanks to you!
OHHHHHHHH! " The guy, well built as though he stepped out of a body
building mag, died. The wind spread out over his body as well as Dylon's
proud feeling body. The wind made the light peach fuzz on his body feel so
good.




Justin's head hung over the salty water. Spray came up to it. Sole felt the
spray. He wanted to let go but hesitated. Suddenly he felt liquids moving
through the veins of his friend. Then the boy jerked. Sole jumped back and
in so doing, he lost his grip on the boy and Justin, alive now, eyes open,
yelling, fell headlong into the ocean. Sole fell onto his rump and yelled,
afraid and yet happy. "What the fuck????"

"Magic. It best be that you leave that magically raised white hair in t he
brine."

"What's that supposed to mean?"  Sole recovered and ran to a life preserver
and he tossed it over the side, a rope attached to it.

Justin swam in the water. "Shark! Shark! Shark!"  A fin passed him by.

"Damn it! Anything else go wrong????"  Sole watched.

Justin splashed away the shark but Sole called down to him, "No! No!
Justin! It's not a shark! Not a shark!"

Justin dove under water and opened his eyes. A pair of eyes looked at
him. It came at him. A dolphin came up between his legs. He grabbed on and
it took him to the life preserver. Sole by this time grabbed attached ropes
and flung their ends over so that Justin could climb back on board. Once
the got back on to the deck, Sole grabbed him and hugged him. Justin
couldn't breath and told him so. "What's going on? I thought I was a
gonna?"

"You were. You were....dead..."  Sole parted and looked at Justin. He
touched Justin's nicely reformed belly button. "You were...I don't
understand it...I think...."  He touched his head. He winced.

Justin looked at him, "You...you're remembering something, aren't you? Does
it hurt?"

Sole saw flashes of someone dying. Coming back. Dying again. Coming
back. Himself? Many times?

"Why me? Why at all? Wh y? How?"  Justin asked.



MEMORIES:


The hot boy moved upward and sat upright, sliding that spear into
Sole. Sole looked at him in shock, "Impossibibibibib....huhhhhhhhhohbaby!"
He felt the back of his belly button get smushed in by a burning point as
it made way for itself, mangling whatever innards were behind it.  A guard
with his standard armor above his chest but bare on the stomach, pulled the
spear from the dead Sole's stomach. The twins came forth and waited for
Sole's stomach hole to heal. They watched in amazement. He was allowed his
loin cloth back once he came to life again. The next boy to fight him was a
very young kid, probably five to six years younger than Sole. Sole had him
against the corner of the arena but the kid held up his small sword. Sole's
sword slid against it but Sole tripped on a rock in the arena and fell onto
the sword, his stomach hole pierced on it. The kid felt lucky and to get
himself a longer time to live--for even seeing the loss of Sole's other two
battles, he thought he would be slain by this blond behemoth---he jabbed it
in more. The feeling of a wall of male on the end of his sword made him
feel good. He stuck it in more. Sole bent but the kid stood up and
straightened the sword out. It was previously on an angle up into Sole. Now
the kid went straight on in with it. Sole backed his upper body away,
making his muscles tighten. He looked down
 at the sword in his bare belly button. The ridge was gone. In its place
was a metal sword. The kid kept it going in. Sole dropped his weapons long
before this. The smaller boy stood as Sole fell against the wall and toward
the kid after that. The kid got out of the way, jerking his sword with him
as Sole fell into the corner, almost on top of his killer. Sole fell in a
huffing, heaving mass of cries and gasps. His body flinched many times. The
kid put a foot on top of Sole's bare vee back as Sole collapsed under
him. The kid used his foot to turn Sole over and had a hard time of it. As
Sole kept moving, the kid tore his sword into Sole's belly button area
again and put a foot beneath Sole's hip and raised his free hand. Sole
died...again and again.  Pare stood and waved his sword under three more
guys' legs and felled them. He bent over and one, two, three stabbed them
in their bellies without hesitating or waiting. He withdrew his sword and
stabbed another inrushing taller kid, older kid with his knife in the
belly. The kid fell back.  "Look what he done to me! Look what he done to
me!"  Pare sighed and stabbed him again and let him jerk to his knees.

Sole smiled, "No, Pare, this is perfect, he's mine. You three? You three
hold off the other guards, while I teach this elder how to die!"

Wiz smiled and tried to wink back but couldn't wink too well with ju st one
eye. Both eyes shut and they went back to the water hole.  Sole was feeling
his stomach. "Still there. Still intact."

Pare asked the boy, "What's your name?"

"Call me Wiz. I don't think you can pronounce my Celtic name."

"Wiz. Wiz? What the hell, Wiz, can you get me to the arena?"

Sole shut and then opened his eyes. Sole felt his own belly and then
touched Justin's. Justin looked at Sole, "You're remembering stuff, aren't
you?"

"I..I'm not sure but I think you being resurrected has something to do with
what I just remembered. I think I know some Puerto Rican kid and another
kid who can make things come alive after they've been..."

Justin looked, "What's his..his..."  He felt up his own belly button which
was good as new. In some strange way, he thought he could feel some pain
though where Kickai's weapons made their mark on his intestinal track. "His
name?"

"I...I can't...damn it, I can't remember!"  Sole threw down a rope he was
tying onto the side of the ship.


"It doesn't matter, now," Justin said, and he hugged Sole. He kissed Sole's
bicep.

"I do remember one thing with definite clarity."

Justin laughed and un-hugged him, "You do? What=2 0is it?"

"My name...it's Sole," Sole said.

"Soul? S-O-U-L or sole as in alone?"

"I hate being alone," Sole coughed, "But we have more important things to
worry about now. We have to get this ship to land or a village or someplace
where those two boys can start a normal life."

"I know but how?"  Justin said, "I mean I know some things about getting
the ship to land but..."

"We need more help..."  Sole looked at Leoni.

"And someone who knows which direction to sail in, that I don't know,"
Justin looked at Leoni too.

Soon, and later, Sole and Justin put Leoni near the wheel and tied him to
it. The boys watched him. They had come out and Kelli joyously told Sole
about his magic boyfriend named Wiz. Sole was saying the name over and over
again. So much that the others asked him why. He thought if he said the
name enough the boy would appear. It didn't happen. Yet.  Leoni shrugged,
"I won't steer it and you can't make me."

"Look, we have to do other things on the ship to keep it going," Sole told
him and took out a knife, pressing it to Leoni's nice belly and pressing
the blade sideways so that the smooth skin tucked in. "And I need you to
sail us in the right direction..."  Sole took the knife=2 0away and Leoni
felt that he wanted it back in that spot again but Sole put it in Kelli's
hand, "If he doesn't steer or does anything to try to get free...stab him."

Kelli looked at him, "What? Me? I can't do that?"

"He can't," Sole looked at Iokus. "And we have to do the ship...Look he
probably won't do anything wrong anyway. If he does, call me but after you
stab him, okay?"

"Well, I..."

"I don't want you to get hurt by him..."  Sole said, "And I need you to do
this..."

Justin butt in, "Look Sole, don't you think that this is a bit..."

"Justin, if I want your two cents, I'll ask for it."


Justin backed down and made a puppy dog lost face. "Ok, oh, okay Sole,"
Kelli said.

"Stack those ropes if you can," Sole told little Iokus. When Iokus left
their area, Sole turned to Kelli, "Listen boy, if this one gets free, you
realize he might kill not just you but your friend there and me and
Justin..."

"Well, then Wiz can just raise us again!"  Kelli said, happily.

"No, no he cannot," Sole said, "Wiz can only do that a certain amount of
times and we don't even know if he can stay linked to this place we ar e
in...so please, don't think that way. And besides I wouldn't want you..."
He ran his hand through the kid's hair in a playful gesture, "to get hurt
that way anyway."

When Sole and Justin left, Kelli held the knife out at Leoni. Leoni just
looked at him. He began to steer. Sole manned the sails and Justin put the
ropes in order. Eventually they spotted land. Sole yelled from the watch
tower, "Land hoe!"

"What? Man ho?" Justin called from below making believe he didn't hear the
correct term.

"We're almost there," Justin said.

Kelli was sitting on a wooden bit and his knife was down now. He watched
Leoni warily though, "We're almost at land..."

"Shore," Leoni said, without looking at the boy.

"No, we are," Kelli said, "Really."

"No, not sure, shore," Leoni puffed.

"Oh, I think...it will be good for you to get off this ship..."

"I'm a pirate, kid," Leoni said, "A pirate who's never killed
anybody.... I'm a coward...I have done nothing all this time at sea..."

"No, don't think of that."  Kelli stood up again, "You are alive."

The waves started to get rough and while the weather was sunny there was
more wind picking up. The20ship rocked to and fro and waves hit the side,
spouting spray up the sides of the ship. Leoni said, "Alive? Me? Yes, I'm
not. But I soon will be."

"What's that mean?"  Kelli asked, "You are so nice..."




"Nice? Me, yeah, that's me, nice."  Leoni said.

"Whoa, it's getting rougher," Kelli said as he almost fell down. He sat
back down.

The land came in closer. There were two giant rocks on either side of the
ship and beyond that green forestry. But as they got closer in, from the
mast tower, Sole saw a pirate ship beyond that, "Leoni! Justin!"  He ran to
the rigging and climbed it. It was difficult as the ship was rocking badly.

Leoni looked up and smiled and turned the wheel, "It's Kickai's ship! His
first ship! He has some more crew on board it and they'll kill you! But
before that I'll do the killing, I'll kill you and them both. They started
me on this life of piracy and I hate them for it and I hate Sole, you
Sole!"  He called upward, even though Sole probably didn't hear him,
"...for killing the one person who loved me and allowed me to be me! Me who
could never kill... and Kickai loved me anyway!"

Sole called from above, "Kill him, Kelli! Stab him! Stop him from turning
that wheel!"

Kel li stood up again and held the knife out to Leoni's bare ribs, "Stop!
Why?"

"Go ahead and kill me, little guy, it's too late now! And our ship flies
the flag of Kickai so they'll think Kickai still has this ship just like
our little carrier dove told them with the message I sent."

Justin ran for the wheel but as he did, he saw Iokus slip as the ship
rocked and Leoni made a sharp turn one way. Iokus slipped and hit the side
of the ship and held on but another rock one way and then back, made him
flip right over and let go. He couldn't hold on. He hit the water hard but
dipped in a wave. Justin ran, slipping, to a life preserver. He flung it
over the side with the rope attached, "Here!!!"

Sole yelled from the rigging, turning his head, "What're you doing!!!!???"

"He can swim!"  Justin yelled, "I've got to stop Leoni!!!"

The ship they were on was heading right at the pirate ship, which blocked
the entrance to a whole pirate village beyond. If they could see past it,
they would have seen a dock with other pirate ships, not all of them
belonging to Kickai. The ship picked up speed but Sole screamed, "He's four
years old!!!"

Justin ran to the side of the ship and got up on the wood, "Oh damn!
Allright!!! Here I GOOOOO!"  He jumped off, his shoes already off.  He hit
the water and was under and he blinked and saw the boy under water,
floating, tired. He was conscious but too tired to swim any longer. Justin
swam right at the boy. He hoped he wouldn't let him drown.

Kelli looked, "My friend, for all I know he's my brother! You killed him!"

Leoni laughed, "He just fell overboard. That's all. Don't be so
melodramatic!"



"I won't be if I even knew what the word means! STOP!" Kelli yelled. And
moved the knife closer into the skin. He pulled back, shocked at how close
to Leoni he was.

Leoni looked down, "You won't. I think you should jump overboard now too
because when we hit, we'll be killed too!"

Sole jumped off the rigging and slipped in water and shook to one side,
sliding. "Kelli! Jump overboard! Before it's too late!!!"

Holding onto the wheel, Kelli shoved the knife between the wheel spokes and
the knife found Leoni's bare and waiting eager belly button. Kelli pushed
and felt it find meat. He shut his eyes. Leoni stood proud, his chest out,
the knife in his body, feeling good. He put his head up, chin up. Then the
pain hit in a greater fashion. He would remain at the wheel and take out
Sole and the rest of Kickai's leftover crew on the first ship. He would do
this for himself and for Kickai. He would be a pirate who killed,
finally. =2 0Kelli had his arm extended fully and he opened his eyes. Leoni
wasn't resisting but he soon changed his proud stature. His eyes looked
worried. Kelli withdrew the knife and a plucking sound echoed through the
spray of water and the noise of the roaring ocean.

Leoni faltered. Pain bit into his belly. Leoni let go of the wheel and it
turned uncontrollably but before it could break Kelli's arms, Sole was upon
Kelli and grabbed him back out of the way. He, with the boy in his arms,
fell to the wet deck. The ship was moving right at the other pirate ship,
which opened fire with huge spears. Cannons here do not work. Spears flung
into the deck, one landed behind Sole and Kelli and as they scrambled for
the side, another hit infront of them. Two more. One landed behind Leoni
who tried to get up from his limp bonds. He managed to go back to the
wheel, tied to it. He stopped the turning wheel somehow using great
strength and he put both arms over it and held on. The knife was in his gut
hole. "He...you shoved the knife in me! You kilt me!"  He went limp with a
huff.

Struggling against huge waves and rocking deck, Sole and Kelli made it to
the side and jumped over. The ship hit the pirate ship and both cracked
apart, pirates trying to jump off their ship but too late in doing so.
Most of them died when the ships collided! Cracking wood went flying
everywhere! Two ships hit each other and wood flew everyplace! Sole
and20Kelli flew through the air to land in the water, not far from
this!!!!!

TO BE CONTINUED...