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One never really is ready when their life is about to change forever; though the universe has its own ways of giving you signs. You wouldn't recognize them until it's too late, but you'll usually recall a strange feeling in your gut, a sudden change in the feel of the air or something similar. The warning signs are usually insignificant but distinct enough to be remembered whenever you look back on that day. When Bojack Randell was about to make his shift from man to monster, the feeling it gave him was a bit more significant; though still had no hints to what would be coming.

"Hnnnnngrr" Bojack groaned, feeling his very essence being drained away as he sat on the toilet on the ship of a stranger on Momoiro's docks. "I don't remember what the fuck I ate last night but I swear to god I'm going to destroy whatever cafe I got it from the second I remember." Bojack had been on the toilet of this ship for the past hour, and only now was he beginning to feel well enough to talk. His hell was finally coming close to it's end, and Bojack's would soon be finished killing him from the inside. "Oh my fucking god it hurts!" He screamed, pushing out with all of his strength to give himself that last boost, clearing his insides of whatever devilish poison he had ingested the previous night.

Finally finished, Bojack sat panting on that toilet for another two minutes, sweating heavily from every pore on his body. Looking around the bathroom for the first time Bojack made a shocking discovery: there was no toilet paper. Of course he panicked, looking frantically around for anything that could be used as tissue, only to end up unsuccessful. Bojack longed to call out to Johanna for help, but even he felt uncomfortable having someone bring him toilet paper. After another short went by of complete hopelessness before Bojack realized what he had to do. Looking down at his elegant white robes Bojack allowed a single tear to fall down his face,"I'm so sorry."

Johanna had sat on the deck of the ship where Bojack was violating the bathroom for over an hour, assigned by Bojack to keep watch for anyone coming aboard the ship. Her bored had gotten to her, and for the last 30 minutes she sat down playing with her nails without even  paying attention to what was going on around her. This proved to be her downfall though, as a group of about 60 pirates showed up seemingly from nowhere. She sprung up to her feet, taking slow steps back as the men converged on her. "Hey, you guys stay back. I'm not doing anything wrong and there's no need for you to do anything to me." Her words seemed to actually work, the men all stopped walking towards her, looking more amused than angry. She was only a woman after all, and she didn't appear to be doing anything that could harm them. "I just needed a place to rest, and I didn't want to cause any trouble." Johanna knew Bojack was still down below deck and that he'd have a hard time dealing with 60 men, but she needed to make sure she wasn't going to die before she worried about him.

Johanna continued stepping away from the men, and they seemed all fine with allowing her to leave. Before she could officially get away though, a foul stench filled the air. Everyone in the area gagged at once, looking around to see what had died on their ship. "What the fuck is that smell?" One of the pirates screamed while holding his nose. They only had to wonder for a moment though before Bojack stepped out from below the deck of the ship, distinctly robe-less and followed by an absolutely evil smell. "What the fuck? WHere did all these guys come from Johanna, you were supposed to keep watch."

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All eyes were then on Johanna; Bojack's words ruining any chance she had of being let go by the strange men. The 60 men shook off the shock that came from their exposure to Bojack's foul odor and began slowly walking towards Johanna again. Having stopped a mere 10 feet away from her it was much easier to focus on her before dealing with Bojack who was about 20 feet away from the nearest member of the pirate crew. "You don't just come on the ship of the Windstrider Pirates and...befoul our bathrooms. We're gonna have a fun old time with you honey." Spoke the Windstrider pirate at the front of the group, the man closest to Johanna. The Windstrider Pirates were a large bunch, none of them being below 8 feet tall, but the man at the front of the group was even larger at 11 feet tall. Immediately after speaking the lead Windstrider lunged at Johanna, reaching out for her arms to pin her down.

Johanna was no fool though, and had used her long nails to slash at the palms of the offending pirate, launching herself away from him and over the heads of his comrades at her full speed almost simultaneously. It was a grand maneuver, taking a level of agility and prowess that would baffle most enemies that they'd ever come across. The Windstrider pirates were a different breed however, and Johanna and Bojack would come to find that these men were not the type to be easily beaten by someone of their caliber. The lead windstrider upon first contact with Johanna's sharp nails, pushed himself through the pain she caused in order to grab her hand at the same time she clawed at him. This movement ensured that when she launched herself past him, his grip on her hand was maintained allowing him to completely halt her momentum, holding her in the air by her hand. "What will you do now, little girl?" Johanna kicked out at the chest of the man who now held her, much to the amusement of the other pirates who watched with cheesy grins as she failed to free herself.

The Windstriders had made a mistake though, they'd ignored Bojack, who took advantage of the lack of focus on himself to swing his climatact, creating a whirlwind which grew from his staff to cover all 60 of the Windstrider pirates, including the one who now held onto Johanna. All of the Windstrider pirates were caught in Bojack's whirlwind at once, feeling the wind blow over them and it's sheer force open small shallow cuts within their skin. Once the whirlwind passed though, the Windstriders all looked relatively unscathed, and Johanna was still held within the hands of the largest Windstrider. Looking closely, it appeared to Bojack that Johanna was the most wounded from his attack, unable to avoid it and unshielded from the strong wind. Bojack cringed at her form, noting how she looked to be mostly unconscious, with her clothes ripped and her skin covered in a few shallow cuts.

Bojack's attack had done nothing to help him, and had only knocked out his comrade. The Windstriders then turned to him, walking towards Bojack now with their smiles completely wiped away. "You're gonna pay for that." The leading Windstrider dropped Johanna like a bad habit, ignoring her as he and his men now walked together towards Bojack. Fear was a mostly foreign concept to Bojack Randell. He had never been in a situation where he worried that he couldn't get out of it alive, no matter how bad things got for him. Bojack had lived his entire life without worrying about whether or not he'd make it out, and in that moment, as he gripped his staff so tightly that his knuckles nearly went white, Bojack decided for himself that he wouldn't die in fear. He lunged towards the Windstriders, not allowing himself to think about his chances of survival while he smashed his climatact directly onto the head of the Windstrider who was closest to him.

*THWACK*

As Bojack's climatact made solid contact with the face of the smaller man,  he felt the resistance which should've been so forceful disappear almost instantly as his climatact snapped in two upon first contact. Now Bojack held in his hands half of his broken climatact, and realized he had somehow landed directly in the middle of the group of pirates he was fighting with. The men closed in on him, leaving himself almost no room to defend himself. Bojack still refused to go down easily though, swinging wildly at the group of men around him, though his efforts were mostly for nothing. The men all were able to mostly block his attacks, and the few that went through weren't enough to even force the man being struck to wince. When the first man decided that he wanted to hit Bojack back, the 12 foot tall man did much more than wince. One of the many surrounding Windstriders clenched his fist tightly before driving it with his full force into Bojack's ribcage, causing the Navigator to yell out while simultaneously coughing up a large amount of blood. There would be no reprieve though, as a follow up punch came and hit Bojack's gut forcing him to his knees. And once Bojack fell, the Windstriders seemed to get a burst of motivation, as they joined together to savagely beat Bojack as if he were a sort of punching bag, a punching bag that didn't stop his screams until  he finally fell unconscious. The beating however, didn't stop when his screams did. The brutal Windstrider pirates weren't satisfied until the once proud and handsome Bojack Randell was little more than a bloody mess on the deck of their ship.

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Things now looked far past bleak for Bojack and Johanna. The pair lay defeated on the deck of the Winstrider Pirate's ship, Johanna on the verge of waking up, and Bojack on the verge of death. The Windstriders stood around the body of Bojack chuckling to themselves wondering what their next move should be. "I say we just kill them and get it over with," The Captain said as he unstrapped a large bowie knife from his thigh. His men all thought his words over, wondering if killing the two people who had done virtually nothing to them was their best course of action. "I have another idea," one of the men stepped forward in order to say. "I say we dump the bastard in the ocean for the fish to have, and keep the bitch for ourselves. No need to waste a perfectly good woman just because we got too bloodthirsty." The Windstrider men thought over his idea for a moment before the appeal of a woman to whom they could do whatever they wanted led all of the men to nod enthusiastically. The Captain could feel himself losing the favor of his men; he himself had no interest in the girl and would much rather have murdered them both, but he knew it would be pointless to argue. "Fine then, let's toss the fucker right now so one of you can get to work cleaning that bathroom." Excited at what they'd be able to do with Johanna once Bojack was gone 3 of the men picked up Bojack's virtually lifeless body and walked it over to the edge of the ship. "Bye bye shitty moron." Bojack was then casually tossed from the deck of the ship down into the water of the sea, his unconscious body sinking instantly and falling deeper and deeper into the ocean as time passed.

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As the marine twins came in and casually dispatched the pirate crew that had thrown Bojack around as if he were only a child, it would turn out that their beating had saved Bojack’s freedom. The y’all man remained unconscious as the battle went on, and his brutally mashed face currently lacked all the beauty that he had come to be known for. His once bronze and sun graced skin now was red and soft from the high damage, with the intense swelling all over it being inconsistent and different in each area. His eyes were darkened and bruised, being so swollen that he’d be unable to open them even if he had been awake to see the fight. Bojack was currently unrecognizable for even someone who knew him well, especially since his connection to Johanna wasn't well known. With both Bojack and Johanna fully unconscious with no hopes of waking up anytime soon they were both just as vulnerable to the whims of the twins as the rest of the Windstriders currently were.