The Big and the Bad

The setting of the sun provided a man of power the time to think. was a setting in which pirates came form around to relax, some even used it as a home. How long has it been since he had a stable home? The man reputed as the God of the Desert was truly unsure. He'd just finished executing several informants of the Government and he'd now wished to be on his way. Thinking of the previous event simply as maintenance, he referred to his ship's men as cleaning up. The brown-skin young man walked majestically to his ship. His walked with eyes closed as his particularly golden eyes, would often catch attention and most of the time that was unwanted.

As he walked, he a group of unknown men on the dock seemingly confronting his crew. A violent surge rushed through him, but he controlled the urge to cause the destruction that he desired. Throughout his hands, he could feel power begging to be freed but he declined its call. Of course it would have been possible to kill the half dozen men with a wave of lava but his ship was mere feet away and they were in public. The average man would hesitate to intervene during such an occurrence but he was no average man. He served as a mercenary of the sort, a terrorist for hire. Though he did this openly, he also was open to being a Revolutionary. Most men would cower when questioned by a platoon of marines, if it were true but he was not one to hide it. Want someone dead? He could do it. Needed to attack the government in some fashion? He was open. Each of his jobs paid exorbitantly. He was in quite the hurry to meet with his associate to collect his Belly and thus was not in the mood for child's play.

The sound of altercation was loud enough to mask his footsteps on the dock without difficulty, and upon getting behind the crowd, he listened.

"We won your ship fair and square!" One of the strangers yelled, with his comrades shouting behind him with agreements.

"You cheated!" His shipwright replied back, trying to be louder than the last man.

Magyaku could not stand to hear this nonsense. "Hey!" He said. No one heard him, not even his men that faced his direction saw him due to there being a taller man in front. The Revolutionary sighed. ' I really didn't wanna do this. ' He thought to himself. Using his strength, he pushed the towering man in front of him and they all toppled like a House of Cards. He opened his eyes but instead of their usual beauty they held a symbol of ferocity. The men's mouths opened and they remained quiet, Magyaku understood that they knew who he was.

"This is my boat and if you want it, you will have to take it. Understand?" He smirked and bent down to touch the water, as he did a menacing cold came over it and it began to freeze the surface of the water in the small area.. The six men remained in the same place unwillingly as their heads remained poking out from the ice. He stood up and turn around, then walking onto his ship. Behind him, he heard one of his men blow a raspberry at the strangers.