Eternals

"Why did ya follow me?" he commanded, a hint of annoyance creeping into his tone as he faced his brother.

Masty paused, staring at the other with slight confusion at his sudden assertiveness. His question only confused him even more. Why would he not follow him into this pirate and danger-filled world?

"I followed ya here ta protect ya from dose pirates in dis world. I've met dese kinda pirates before, an' trust me, dey are not nice" It was an honest response but what his brother responded back to him nearly made his heart catch in his throat.

Meowth narrowed his blue eyes dangerously as he felt his claws begin to itch his paws, begging to be let out. He resisted the urge and held them in. "An' what did ya do when ya met dem, huh? Ya slaughtaed dem like ya always do, right?" There was no hesitation in his voice. And yet, there was no outright aggressiveness towards the other. If anything, his voice remained emotionless.

His alter ego flinched visably, his bringing up of his past obviously hitting a very soft nerve. He tried to speak, but no words would come. If anything, he was completely shocked that his understanding brother would so openly use his past against him, leaving him in such a vulnerable state.

It was only when the creaking of wood echoed in his ears did he snap out of his trance to only see his brother, unmoving, staring behind him to a large ship, larger than the one they were on. There were pirates on it and they began to jump and land onto the one they were on. One of them, saw Meowth and, knowing his connection to the captain, advanced on him, quick with dagger in hand.

Masty was about to respond when he saw a sword-like dagger spin through the air, aimed straight at his brother. Seeing no other way, he immediately let his presence be known by yelling out to him, "Meowth, look out!" and beginning to race himself towards it to intercept it from hitting his brother, who simply stopped and stared at it.

Time stood still until he felt himself being stopped in mid air by a foreign yet familiar magic. The sword continued to spin but, right before it should've hit Meowth, he had spun around and grabbed it with one paw and leapt up. He intercepted the opposing pirate by slicing his neck cleanly and landing simply behind him. He didn't even look back as the pirate began to writhe in pain as he died.

Bloodied sword in paw, Meowth summoned all of the power in his muscles and leapt towards the enemy captain, ignoring the battle raging on around him. Masty knew that he was going to get injured, just by the reckless action but no matter what he did, he couldn't break free of his mid-air imprisonment, cursing him to simply watch the battle unfold in front of him.

But he didn't need to worry for his silent plea for his brother's safety was seemingly answered... By another pirate. This pirate was now familiar to him. He knew immediately who it was. Edward James Kenway, or how Meowth liked to call him, Edwardio.