Sail
Description
It all starts when Captain Byun - "ing" - Baekhyun, pirating extraordinaire, kidnaps the wrong man.
Actually, it had started long before that, gotten lost and entangled somewhere within the darkest corners of his messy life.
But Baekhyun doesn't truly start living until he meets Chanyeol, so it hardly really counts.
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“We are in space now, Park,” Baekhyun hisses, seeing the way the man slowly registers the truth of his situation. “This is my territory. I have all the authority in the universe out here."
Foreword
Floating somewhere within the midst of the abyss they call space - an all but empty void where time and life cease to have meaning - lives a single ship that thrives amongst its surroundings of dull space matter. She whirrs with life despite the bleak backdrop, housing a spectrum of men coming from near and far, feeding them with gifts of precious oxygen that circulates through Her vents. She thrums with electricity, uses it to light up the corridors where men gather and bathes them in bright, fluorescent light. They buzz within her, rowdy cackling mingling with hum of meaningless chatter and the clatter of loaded guns ricochet off Her walls, causing them to vibrate with the heavy echoes of noise that electrifies the air - cuts through the rippling excitement that pulsates off of each body. The atmosphere is damp with their delirium, dripping with adrenaline.
It's always like this before a raid.
Black leather combat boots slide soundlessly across a pristine marble floor: the perfect example of silent stealth. Pale skin wrapped around a tortured soul is a faultless contrast to the black hair, black eyes and black clothes that accompany it, though those shades of darkness are nothing compared to the inky hues that stain his heart, dark as the void itself. Captain Byun Baekhyun is the perfect embodiment of space.
The dull tremors of energy coursing through his ship syncs with the throbbing of the captain's own temples. Slender fingers massage tender circles into the area in an attempt to soothe the aching to no avail. He should be used to the commotion by now, he supposes, but after spending most of the day in nothing but the silence of his own companionship, sound of any sort has become a foreign sentiment. With a haggard sigh, he comes to a halt in front of his slipshod crew, dressed uniformly with eyes set in congruent determination and shining artillery that heavily decorate their bodies, all carrying the metallic cologne of blood lust.
"Quiet," he demands, instantly hushing every being . At the sound of his clipped command, a dozen or so men of different shapes and sizes and colours and backgrounds all fall into single file before their captain, on auto pilot as they move without even a second's delay. Baekhyun, with his soft features contorted into a grave expression of danger, stares each of his men hard in the eye. "We are nearing Earth now, so everyone be ready at your stations."
A smirk slowly spreads across the man's face, handsomeness shadowed by insanity. His dark, feline eyes glint with an ethereal hunger for vengeance.
"Captain Park won't even know what hit him."
1st Place Winner of the Inspire Writing Contest by Tripping-Panda who also made this beautiful poster
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