~Tsuki POV~
I ran with all my might. My feet bled and ached but I couldn't stop. Tears fell down my face. Help! I wanted to scream but I knew no one would help.

Mom, Dad, Auntie, Uncles. They were all gone. I passed house by house. People locked their doors and closed their curtains. They wouldn't help me.

I didn't know what to do anymore.

Mommy. Daddy. I'm scared.

I tripped and fell, unable do to get up. My foot ached showing my ankle was sprained. I desperately tried to crawl away but 2 pairs of rough hands grabbed my lifting me up. I struggled fiercely.

"NO! LET ME GO YOU FUCKING ASSHOLES! ROT IN HELL YOU PEICES OF SHIT! YOU SON OF A BITCH! I WILL KILL YOU FUCKER!" I screamed angrily gnashing my teeth like an animal.

I guess I should explain. It all started after that dreaded kiss.

~Earlier that night~

I cried into my pillow for what seemed like hours. Eventually I fell asleep.

I woke up late at night frowning.

Huh?

"Mom? Dad? Auntie Ayoka?" I called only met with dead silence.

I slid off the bed looking out the window.

The white moon rose vibrant and bold against the dark sky. The stars twinkled like diamonds.

I walked into the kitchen. It was the same as this morning. The dishes sat in the sink untouched. The light off giving a chilly vibe. I checked their room to find the bed was untouched.

I got my shawl and ran outside to Uncle Nathan's house since it was closer.

Only to find the same result.

Uncle Thomas.

Uncle Morgan's.

Uncle Russell's.

It all ended the same.

Dead quiet.

It was... unnatural. We were pirates. Loud and jolly.

Something was wrong. I decided to go to Mom's work.

I walked inside and gasped.

Objects were scattered and torn.

I quickly ran from the place searching frantically at each of their work places.

Again and again. I found the same result.

When I finally came to my Dad's work place I froze.

What were the navy doing here?!?

I took a step back. No no no no no no no no. It can't be! I reached instinctively for my gun. Only to be met with empty hair. I mentally cursed myself.

"Over there! Get her! It's the daughter!" One of the navy called.

And so began the chase which led to my current position. Wishing horrible things to them that would make the devil himself wince.

I was thrown into a cell alone.

It was cold. It was dark. It was horrible. Tears, Urine, and dust were a thick smell.

I could only think of one word to say.

"Help us."