The night was cold and hard aboard a ship, but that seemed little to the sailors, since exhaustion caused everyone to faint when they touched their nets. Of course there was an exception to the rule, there always is, in this case it was Dima who was dying of fever, which prevented her from sleeping or maybe there was another reason...

'There goes our dear Taras, it seems that I'm not mistaken… what a pity' thought Dima when she noticed Taras wake up and go to the lower floors of the ship.

After a while Dima noticed that someone else woke up, it was Ricardo, after making a lot of noise he took a bottle out of his trunk. The others didn't care, there were always noises on board a ship, they had already gotten used to not waking up and making the most of their sleeping hours.

'And here goes the hero, to try to save his friend…' Dima thought when he saw Ricardo's back disappearing through the cabin doors.

When the noise of Ricardo coming down the stairs was heard, Dima sat on his net, took off his bandages and looked for a pistol from his trunk. Luckily he still had fingers left to shoot them, but Dima doubted that they would withstand the recoil of the weapon, most likely more than one finger would fly out.

'What a pity that you're such an idiot, sometimes you have to think things less and not doubt so much, boy...' Dima thought as he headed towards the door of the cabins with careful steps.

He stood in the doorway waiting, until the creak of a door could be heard from downstairs.

*Clink*

'It seems to be the kitchen from the address…' Dima guessed, slowly started down the stairs, paying attention that his gun would not slip from his hand full of pus and blood.

There was no one in the corridor, and it seemed that the cabin boy had closed the kitchen door. Dima carefully approached the kitchen, hoping that the two people who were inside discussing nonsense could not hear his footsteps.

When he got to the door, he stood waiting, as if it wasn't the right time yet. The two people seemed to be arguing louder and louder, but Dima didn't care.

"Do you think I didn't realize you were a parasite? You managed to trick me on deck that time, but I'm not such an idiot as to fall for the same trick twice!" Ricardo shouted out loud, it was heard throughout the corridor... It seemed that his obsession led him to ignore the caution.

A smell of rotten eggs began to come out of the kitchen. Dima, sensing it, covered his nose with the same bloody rag that he had used yesterday and continued waiting at the door with the gun in his hand.

"You're a moron Ricardo, I'm a Lupin, I don't even have a nose, this shit doesn't affect, but your body is in better condition than this shell, did you think I was really going to help you, I just wanted to get your body" Taras yelled

*Puff* … *Puff* Noises of punches and kicks were heard from the other side of the door, but Dima was still waiting, it wasn't time yet.

"Let go of me, you bastard!!" Ricardo shouted desperately.

"No…no!! Help!! I don't want to die!!!" The young boy shouted, from the noises he seemed to be kicking in his struggle to free himself from the grip.

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Dima kicked the door

*Puff* The door opened suddenly showing a blank-eyed Taras sitting on top of Ricardo, holding Ricardo by the head, while a worm tried to get from Taras's nose to Ricardo's. Luckily, Ricardo had covered his nose with a rag, complicating things for the worm that was trying to get through the rag.

Ricardo was fighting madly to free himself from him, but his hands were trapped by Taras's legs and no matter how much he kicked him, Taras didn't seem to feel anything.

Dima aimed his pistol and fired.

*Piuu* A couple of fingers shot out, and the gun fell to the ground, the worm fell lifeless to the ground.

"Thank you, Dima, you saved my life!!" Ricardo shouted, being able to free himself from Taras who fell to the ground when the worm died.

*Puff* Dima fell to the ground and began convulsing

"Dema…?" Ricardo asked the stunned.

* HAAAAAAA * Dima started screaming at the top of her lungs, as if he was being tortured.

Ricardo ran and tried to help Dima, but a loud scream came from behind her:

"Don't touch it, idiot!!" Taras (or Lupine) yelled desperately.

Ricardo stopped and turned around, with some hesitation, to see Taras trying to get up from the ground. But then he turned and looked at the old pirate, he had stopped screaming, but it seemed his mind was broken because he mumbled nonsense words.

When Ricardo saw Dima in such bad shape, he ran to help him, but Taras was ahead of him, running with all his might and making a good jump, the fisherman grabbed Ricardo by the waist and the two fell to the ground.

"Let go beast!! Help!!" Ricardo shouted, trying to wake up the sailors on board.

"He's dead, idiot!!" Taras yelled as he struggled with Ricardo, trying to keep the boy from escaping from his hands.

Dima was still on the ground, now she looked at the sky with open eyes, while she murmured louder and louder, to the point of ending up shouting her murmurs.

"Help!! Guys, help!!" Ricardo shouted with tears in his eyes as he saw Dima getting worse and worse, and afraid that the Lupine in Taras's brain would kill him.

"He killed a Lupin, he is dead!!, React, Ricardo!!, if you touch him, you will die too!!" Taras is still fighting, but his condition was pitiful, and at this rate the boy would slip out of his grasp.

*Footsteps*...*Footsteps* Someone was running towards the kitchen.

Dima began to shout meaningless words that already flooded the entire kitchen, her throat was bleeding, but the words were getting louder.

It was then that Ricardo saw the person standing at the kitchen door, it was Ron with a musket in his hand, Ricardo raised his hand and shouted: "Help Ron!!, Taras is a Lupin and he is killing Dima!!"

Ron raised the musket and fired:

*piuu*

A rather large hole was formed in Dima's head by the impact of the musket and blood stained Ron, Ricardo, and Taras.

Noticing Dima's death, Taras released his grip, Ricardo ran to hug Dima's body as the brains struggled to stay in the head. But before he could reach out to hug him, Ron pulled another pistol from her waistband and fired it at Dima's head.

*Piuu* Dima's head bounced against the floor with the impact, and another bullet hole formed above her head, further staining the three present in the room.

Ricardo didn't care about the dirt, he ran to get to Dima, but when he was about to do so, a slap came out suddenly and made him roll on the kitchen floor.

Ricardo glared at Ron, but before he could say anything, Ron broke one of the rag rods they used to clean the kitchen floor with his hands and, using one of the ends, impaled Dima's corpse through his belly.

Then he began to drag him through the kitchen corridor, without touching him, Ricardo looked without understanding the scene in front of him, he did not know if it was because of the nerves of almost dying, the blood, having failed his plans or the fatigue of the fight, but things in front of him began to distort and he passed out.