A shore
The rain is piercing the deck like knives as the waves came crashing down. All the men on board rushed about the ship, doing all they could to battle the storm. I stood at the quarterdeck, gripping tightly on the wheel. I took a deep sigh, I grip the wheel even tighter as a humongous wave pick up the ship. I see my crew members falling and barrels begin to wash off the side. Thunder begins to strike even closer to the ship now. As the ship reaches the top of the wave, it began to plummet. As the ship hit the bottom, the foredeck dives into the ink like water. By some miracle the ship resurfaces back without a problem.
With a loud boom and a flash of light, something struck the top of the deck and the foremast collapses, panic ensues. The ship begins to tilt enough to let water sneak its way on board, the unrelenting waves beating the ships side. The boat begins to flood, and quickly gets weighed down. Crew members begin to jump over board, while others still cling to what’s left.
I take one more deep breath.
“Abandon ship!” I yell out. A majority of the crew stop in place and stare at me.
“It’s no use, Poseidon won this bout.” I say almost to myself.
“Aye captain!” My first mate says he ran to the edge and leapt off.
“But captain, the ship can still make it,” The young cabin boy says as he runs to me. I turn to him and grab his shoulders.
“Listen boy, we haven’t even reached the eye of the storm yet, and we’re already half under water.” I said.
“What about the chest?” The cabin boy says shaking my hands off him. I merely shake my head.
“There’s more gold out there,” I say as I take my hat off and walk over to the guard rail. I look back to see the cabin boy run towards my quarters. I can only shake my head once more.
I leap into the black abyss, which greets me by violently tossing me around. Dizzy I lose which way is up. By some miracle my head pokes above water. A blast of lighting, strikes the main mast which sets the whole ship ablaze, I could see fire burst out in the in port holes and the figure head began to melt. It doesn’t take long before the ship is engulfed in flames and turns into a large ball of fire. The hull of the ship erupts, and the ship is split in two.
Everything turns black as I sink back underneath the water.
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I open my eyes, the bright sun shining nearly blinding me I could feel the white sand of the beach stick to my body. I grab my head and feel dried blood. I sit up and wrap my arms around my rib cage. Each breath is take are little knives stabbing my lungs. I painfully climb to my feet and limp to some shade created by a tree and some rocks. I sit and stare out at the vast blue ocean and see the calm waves wash broken pieces of wood and destroyed barrels ashore.
Several hours pass and the sun, once on top of me is somewhere behind me. The beach was now covered in shade. I slowly ease myself up, taking small short breaths. I steady myself by holding onto the wall for support.
Before I can I take my first step I hear a clicking nose and look out on the beach. Their stood a man with an all too familiar face, grinning coyly at me; he led a group of men over to me.
“Sunk another ship, have you brother?” The man speaks in a very posh voice. He pointed his pistol at me. The rest of his crew stood behind him and giggled as he spoke. Behind them the cabin boy clung to the chest as if here it would float away.
“Is this little bilge rat yours?” My brother said as he motioned for one of his crew member to the boy forward.
“The little shit pulled a knife on me when we found him.” My brother says, he shoves the boy down. He lands a foot away from me. He stares at me, the corners of his mouth turn down at the site of me. I can only stand here, useless to do anything. I try to speak but all the air my body is being stolen by the knives in my lungs. Without blinking, he pulls the trigger and with a flash and a bang the boy lays on the ground lifeless.
My brother turns his attention to me.
“And now, what should we do with you?” He says pulling out a second pistol.
“Parley, parley,” I said, choking.
“We can parley, but I’m not bringing you aboard my ship. I’ll have no dead albatross on my ship.”
