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Shane's eyes slowly opened, and he sat on one knee. He simply sat there for a small moment. He tried to re-collect his thoughts on how he even ended up on the beach again, and what had happened to him. Then, it all came back. Chasing Molly to the beach, the pirates, everything. The boat still being nearby was the final confirmation he needed to know that he hadn't just dreamed all of that.

The boy began to nudge Molly near him. "Molly...? Molly, wake up! Hurry...something crazy happened!" He called out, trying to wake his sister up. They had to find out what happened to everyone in the village!
Shane glanced weakly at the mist that formed before him, confusion and exhaustion evident on his face. He knew something horrible was likely to happen to him and his sister, but he had no way to resist anymore. His eyes fell shut, and the boy's body went limp. The realm of dreams consumed him, all against his own will.

The last words that sunk into his mind were Sink Sink fruit. He did not know what he would wake up too, but he feared the worst. But his concerns were drowned out by positive memories. He dreamt of playing with his sister, eating his favority candy and doing all sorts of games all day long. After all, his life up until now had been rather peaceful and happy.
Shane looked at the giant woman, his eyes half-open as he desperately tried to stay conscious. He didn't know what was going on. Was he this exhausted from running? He'd been running a lot today, but...had he already reached his limit? The boy grit his teeth, as he glared up at the woman.

"Wh-what....do you..want.." He mumbled, struggling to try to break free from the man's grasp.
Shane looked over his shoulder as the female captain called out to them. "Don't stop moving, Molly.." He whispered to his sister, and looked back in front of him. He hadn't seen the gun being drawn since he'd been focusing on running the entire time, but he didn't quite plan on stopping anyway. His parents taught them that nothing good ever came of pirates, and he wasn't about to give them the benefit of the doubt.

"How much further before we reach the outpost?!" He asked Molly. Navigating was never one of Shane's strong suits. He knew where his village and the beach was, and he didn't quite bother to remember where anything else was.
Shane stared with fear in his eyes at the 5 people before him. His entire body was trembling, despite the glare in his eyes. He attempted to look tough, to not reveal how frightened he was, but his posture was showing otherwise. The boy grabbed Molly by her arm, and he ran. He ran as fast as he could muster, not even looking back to see if the pirates were following.

He knew one thing, and one thing only. They needed to continue living. He was quick, and so was Molly! They'd been playing tag for as long as he could remember, surely they had a chance to escape! There was still a chance to survive! They had to survive!
Shane backed away slowly, but he couldn't quite tell himself to run away. The sheer sight before him struck him with such awe, that he didn't know how to react. The flag made it clear what kind of people they were. Pirates, the worst kind. What was he supposed to do in a situation like this? Stay calm and hope they leave him and his sister alone? Run to town as quickly as possible? He'd already expended a ton of his stamina chasing after Molly, and it was doubtful that they would let them escape.

The boy clenched his fists, trying to stay strong and calm in front of Molly. "M...Molly.." He mumbled, trying to comfort his sister, but failing. If anything, him stuttering her name achieved the opposite.
Shane stopped in his tracks, surprised that his sister wasn't following. He began to focus on the boat completely now, the massive sight incredibly difficult to disregard as something insignificant now. His eyes widened, and he rushed back over towards Molly. "Molly! Move!" He shouted, hoping that she'd either move in time, or that he'd be quick enough to pull her out of the way.
Shane smiled as he struck his target, but frowned a bit. He expected Molly to cry for a brief moment, but he quickly shrugged it off. He hadn't intended to push her so hard, but he knew that she was tough. He got a cocky smirk on his face.

"Yes, it was! It allows me to move with the speed of a real missile!" The young boy proudly announced. He backed away quickly, and began running away from Molly. "But now, you're IT!" He shouted.

He glanced at the large boat briefly as it approached, with slight interest. Where did the boat come from? Who were they?
Shane rushed through the sand to chase after Molly, the cloud of dust crashing into his face and clothes. Some of it got stuck in his eyes, and he vaguely happened to spot a large figure getting closer. He was seeing the figure of the boat, but with his eyes clogged with dirt, it was difficult to make out what it was.

Instead, he focused on the fast moving figure before him, which had to be his sister. He refused to stop, despite his limited vision. He moved through the sand, gaining momentumn on Molly as he advanced. The boy made a leap at her, launching himself as his target. "Shane MISSILE!!!"
Shane let out an loud, frustrated grunt as Molly evaded his swipe. The young boy lost his balance as his swipe missed, causing him to tumble into the dirt, chest-first. The young boy pushed himself back up with his hands and stood up, rushing after his sister again.

The boy enjoyed a good challenge or two, despite how his attitude appeared which could sometimes be misinterpreted as being irritated.

"I'm not done yet!" The boy cried after Molly.
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