"Don't forget us.." she responded while smiling.

Chuckles firmed himself and began running towards the boat.

Sharry turned around, clenching her fist and looked ahead.

In the distance Chuckles could hear the voices:

"YOU'VE KILLED ALL OF THEM NOW YOU BLOOMING IDIOT!" Ronny's man yelled.

"That boy, he is going to be a danger if not stopped now. So move out of my way." Humble said.

"Huh?!" The man responded.

"It's too late now. He's out of range. But what makes you think that can stop me?" Humble stated.

"This is all but a mistake, a simple slip up. You do realize we can always trace you down till the ends of the earth." Humble finished.

Walking closer so even Chuckles can hear he yelled:

"AS LONG AS YOU HAVE THAT CUP MARK ON YOUR BACK WE WILL FIND YOU NO MATTER WHAT!"

Chuckles began to run even faster, yelling out anything he could.

Finally, in the distance, he could see the boat and cried out:

"I'LL BE WAITING!"

Opening the sails and grabbing the pads that guide the boat he remembered the old man told him to go straight.

Wiping his tears with the scarf the man gave him, he looked ahead and began sailing.

"HE'S ESCAPING!" Some of Ronny's men yelled.

"DON'T LET THEM ESCAPE, THEY ARE ESPECIALLY IMPORTANT!"

"Don't. You won't be able to kill that boy. Not now anyway." Humble said.

"Huh?" The man replied.

The sun began to rise slowly, yet ever so slightly. The overlooking view of the horizon blinded Chuckles yet he continued to row the boat straight. Without any form of navigation, or knowledge of the sea, nor where he was going, he continued to row straight.