A/N : Just a long spoiler for you PurpleJinLifeu because I love you. For the next chapter, let's meet again next Sunday.

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Weakened by the blow he had received in the head, Seokjin struggled but could not stop the samurai from dragging him with them.

Being dragged like that gave him the advantage of not having to worry about what was happening in front of him and allowed him to see something he hadn't seen before along the facades of houses: his portrait was plastered here and there around the city. So that was why the boy had scrutinized him like that before: he had recognized the portrait of a wanted criminal.

He turned and saw that the samurai with the missing finger who had stayed behind was giving the boy money as a reward. The child's face lit up. Resentful, Seokjin glared at him and shouted in Japanese, getting his attention:

"You scoundrel, you sold me for some coins?!! I am not a criminal, I am an admiral and because of you, I could no longer kill the real evildoers, those wakos bastard who- mmmph!"

The two samurais who held him back and who had not uttered a single word since the beginning suddenly stopped to gag him with a piece of cloth of dubious cleanliness, before continuing on their way without worrying about the curses that Seokjin tried to send to them through his gag.

They continued walking until they reached the imposing black ship in front of which they stopped. In front of that, Seokjin froze. Why were the samurai taking him on the boat instead of taking him to a police station to have him executed like a thug?

The samurai who had given the child the money joined them and gave him an evil grin when he saw his perplexed look.

"Here, the police and the law are the daimyo Usagi," he told him. "And we are his samurais."

Seokjin curses himself internally. Jungkook didn't have any samurai other than Taehyung but Taehyung had told him that all the samurai in the Usagi lands were in his father's service. This meant that they were wakos too and they were from Jungkook's father's crew. So it was really him, the captain of the Red Emperor.

He was forced to climb onto the wooden walkway which led to the deck of the ship which was particularly lively. Other pirates, many of them samurai with shaved heads, were busy unloading their goods, rolling barrels by the dozen to reload them with gunpowder on land. It was a particularly homogeneous crew compared to Jungkook's. Although not all of them were samurai, all of the men assembled on this ship were Japanese. Some, noticing him, looked at him with disdain.

Seokjin stared back at them with as much contempt as possible, especially when he met the gaze of a man who was missing several teeth.

"Where did you find this, Takeshi?" the toothless samurai asked, stopping the small convoy that accompanied Seokjin.

Seokjin glared at him when he heard the other call him this, as if he was not a human but a disgusting thing.

"He came and threw himself into our nets, we didn't even need Wakaï's men to capture him."

"Unless it was them who led him to us," the other replied before frowning. "What are you laughing at, Joseon scum?"

Despite his gag, Seokjin's face was visibly mocking. The pirate ripped off his gag and Seokjin burst out laughing, attracting the perplexity of the men around him. How could he laugh when he was in such a critical situation?

"So this is the legendary Usagi crew? A bunch of toothless and mutilated old samurai?" He asked, pointing to his interlocutor with the incomplete mouth and the man who had captured him and who was missing a finger.

The latter, furious, punched him violently in the stomach which made him bend in half, but the two samurai who held him prevented him from falling.

"You're as stupid as you look, Joseon!" Takeshi shouted at him, fuming.

This only caused a new round of muffled laughter from Seokjin who couldn't even catch his breath. The toothless wako stared at Seokjin calmly.

"Give him to me for three seconds," he ordered Takeshi

The mutilated wako seemed to hesitate but finally agreed.

"Okay, Kazuki, but only three seconds, because I know if I give you more, you'll disfigure him and the captain will say I brought the wrong guy."

Kazuki smiled in a way that sent chills down Seokjin's spine, even though he forced himself to keep smiling defiantly.

"One," Takeshi counted.

Kazuki stood in front of Seokjin.

"Two."

He raised his fist and Seokjin, instantly understanding where he was going to punch, turned his head. The blow that should have struck his mouth and broken all his front teeth finally hit him in the temple and he collapsed, completely stunned, against one of the samurai who was holding him.

"Three," Takeshi finished.

"I missed his mouth," Kazuki said simply. "I will ask the captain later if I can pull out his teeth one by one before he is executed."

Seokjin couldn't help the look of horror that lit up in his eyes. Satisfied, Kazuki left, taking back his barrel of powder.

"He was the worst person to piss off, he's the crew's tooth puller. This psycho pulled out his own teeth, you know? I'm sure he'll give you a taste of hell before you die," Takeshi told him nastily.

"Go to hell yourself," Seokjin retorted without looking, but with much less bite than he would have liked.

He was no longer smiling and his head was spinning. He felt like the blow had reduced his skull to pulp and he had a feeling that if he didn't find a way to kill himself, he was going to suffer terrible pain on this ship before he died. He should never have allowed himself to be captured.

Before he could regain his senses completely and find a way to die, the door to a cabin on the third upper deck of this immense ship opened and on the deck appeared a particularly tall man. In reality, it was a giant like Seokjin had never seen, and who spoke in a voice that boomed like thunder:

"So this is the Joseon admiral that Wakaï brought back to our lands?!"

"Yusuke," Takeshi muttered, unhappy that the man appeared before he could bring Seokjin to his captain.

"Takeshi, bring the Joseon admiral immediately!"

"I have no orders to take from you," Takeshi replied.

"It's an order from the captain!" Yusuke thundered.

After his encounter with Kazuki and now the vision of this terrifying-looking giant, Seokjin was finally beginning to believe that this crew was full of monsters and he had no desire to be brought to their captain, who he imagined to be the worst of them, since he commanded them.

So he went all in, headbutting the man holding his right arm. He didn't wait for the latter to let go of him before crushing the other's foot and, when he was contorted in pain, kneeing him in the face and starting to run without waiting to know he had stunned him enough.

Feeling a four-fingered hand grab him roughly, he turned and bit it shamelessly. Takeshi let out an angry roar and pushed Seokjin away before drawing his katana from its sheath. Seokjin couldn't turn his back on him anymore so he faced him bravely, his hands still tied behind his back. All he had to do was piss him off enough for the stupid samurai to kill him with one well-placed blow.

But as Seokjin was looking for a mocking remark to make, he heard a loud noise like thunder. Looking up, he saw with horror that, without bothering to use the stairs, Yusuke had just jumped from the third deck to the second and that he was already crossing the railing to jump onto the first. He was sure that this was what the lightning god must have looked like in these lands, it was as if a storm had personified itself in a man.

Taking advantage of the fact that Takeshi had also turned around, he ran as fast as he could, refusing to be captured by the monster who could jump from deck to deck without breaking his legs.

He heard behind him the cry of rage from Takeshi who followed in his footsteps, but also the sound of the giant falling from the floor of the first deck. How could wood support such weight?! This is what Seokjin would have asked himself if he had the time. In a few long strides, Yusuke caught up with him and stopped him by placing a large hand on his head, before squeezing it as if he was going to crush it to pulp.

Seokjin screamed in pain and collapsed to the ground when the giant finally released him.

"You can't even stop a tied up and injured man without killing him?!" Yusuke asked Takeshi, turning away from Seokjin as if he had no fear that he would start running again.

"That bastard bit me!" Takeshi replied, putting his hand under his nose which bore Seokjin's teeth marks and which had started to swell.

"I feel like déjà vu, but I thought that in fifteen years you had grown up, Takeshi!" Yusuke growled. "At the time, it was a kid who you let tear off your finger and who you were going to kill if I hadn't intervened."

"Wakaï was not a kid like the others, he is a demon that we don't have the right to kill!"

Seokjin, still prostrate on the ground, froze upon hearing Jungkook's Japanese name. He was the one who tore off Takeshi's finger? Well done! he thought in spite of himself.

"Be careful or it's his demon father who will make you tear out your tongue!" Yusuke replied.

Without warning, he reached down to grab Seokjin by the collar and swing him onto his shoulder, before starting to walk towards the stairs that led to the upper decks.

Seokjin, shocked to be thus manipulated like an object but unable to struggle because of his restrained hands, opened his mouth and caught the giant's ear between his teeth. He was about to bite it to force the man to release him when the man stopped and said to him in a thunderous but surprisingly calm voice:

"You can have it, if you want, boy. But in return, I will cut off your two pretty ears and give you one to eat completely raw. As for the other, I will keep it as a souvenir. It will be the most pretty in my collection." He pointed to a string of dried human ears at his belt.

Horrified, Seokjin immediately let go of Yusuke's ear who resumed peacefully his ascent towards the third deck. Turning towards the lower deck, Seoljin saw that Takeshi was in a rage. His trophy had been stolen. He gave him a sly grimace, because he didn't want to give the impression of losing to that unfriendly samurai.

Quickly – as the giant climbed several steps in a single stride – Seokjin found himself in the cabin of the third deck. He only had time to notice that the cabin was large and luxurious, lined with silks and filled with chests of sumptuous jewelry that was nothing like Jungkook's plain cabin on the Red Princess, before being brutally thrown onto the ground. He was about to raise his head but Yusuke stopped him, forcing him to remain prostrate on the ground.

"Stay down!" Yusuke thundered.

Despite his head being crushed on the ground by the giant's hand, Seokjin felt the presence of another person in front of him. This person's aura was absolutely overwhelming and even if Yusuke hadn't held him down, Seokjin didn't know if he would have been able to get back up. He was afraid of what he was going to see, as if the man in front of him had the power to strike him down with a single glance.

As if he had received a sign that Seokjin had not been able to see, Yusuke finally let go of his head and thundered:

"Pay your respects to the captain, the Emperor of the Eastern Seas, Usagi the Red!"

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A/N : What is going to happen to Seokjin alongside such monstrous pirates?!

I'm trying to think of a way to turn this book into an original work instead of fan fiction and I'm having fun creating covers with AI.