Pirates (of Eden): Vampyre 66.6 [Part 1]

A Story by Abishai100

Dashing-twins inherit archaic ship and sail to remote-island with treasure-map and cool-crew, but discovery of vampires requires (actual) water.

Pirates and vampires genre crossover-blend (trilogy). Happy end-of-Summer, all

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The Bros.-Satan (Amlan/Ajay) had known their old-Earth sea ties to actual wandering adventurous daring plundering treasure-seeking pirates and wished to cast lines of great voyage after inheriting their archaic boat which was delivered to the American Homeland (wow). Amlan and Ajay transformed themselves into pirate-consciousness souls and set-sail to a remote-island in the Pacific after discovering a stranger treasure-map post-labors of much library research in Boston-town (New England).

AMLAN SATAN: We're just Slovak-Algerians, twins of the Boston-town.

AJAY SATAN: Not no more, brother...now we don the visage of pirate-IQ (ha).

AMLAN SATAN: We set-sail for the island in 3 weeks (Summer-'25), eh?

AJAY SATAN: We've a stowaway, a princess who fancies our adventure-sails.

AMLAN SATAN: What's her name?

AJAY SATAN: She had a US-name, but I gave her new alias ('Ezzy').

AMLAN SATAN: Then all's settled, for this voyage into the unknown.

AJAY SATAN: Ha, for 'insured' (buried/secret/archaic) jewelry (ok).

AMLAN SATAN: Selfie-like, brother.

Of course, Ezzy didn't know what to make of the Bros.-Satan, quite affable/fantastic, though she grew up with a stranger love of pirate-lore and literature and fancied herself a fan of pirate-themed cartoons she now enjoyed on YouTube (etc.). The trio had become a great wandering-unit and employed a good giant-ship handler (Captain Ron) to take them to the remote-island, promising Ron part of their booty should they strike it wealthy.

EZZY: I've brought Holy Water on this archaic vessel, brothers.

BROS.-SATAN: What?

EZZY: In case we need special prayer-shields, you know?

BROS.-SATAN: Your pirate get-up is surefire Summer-'25 blast, Ezzy (ha).

EZZY: Captain Ron seems quite eccentric, like right out of a book (ha).

BROS.-SATAN: He's all-hat; he's skilled for handing our inherited-vessel, ok.

EZZY: Onto adventure, with Holy Water (cool).

BROS.-SATAN: Holy Water (ha)...Selfie-like.

Well, the unit members on-board their renamed/inherited/archaic sea-vessel (The Dartmouth), Captain Ron, Bros.-Satan, and Ezzy, were (all) quite ready for adventure and treasure-quest; but they seemed to be unwittingly part of a larger Earth-Eden fate of darkness/revelation. For when they got to the island and got actual clues to the where-abouts of the hidden/secret treasure in that isolated/uninhabited 'vacation' spot, they discovered a legion of blood-immortals, flesh-thirsty vampires (lurking/hiding/burrowing) defending the jewelry they sought for vanity (damn!).