The Eleven Supernovas
My decision to become a pirate was purely mine alone. I did have some help from my family and living situations. My father was a fisherman and had his own boat, so that helped when I decided to leave my home town of Churchill, Manitoba. It was only my father and I living in our house on the shore of the Hudson Bay.
One morning, pirates attacked our town. They came to my house while my father and I were there. They killed him and took all our possessions and food. I tried to hide, but they found me. They took me with them and on to their ship. Their captain came onto the deck with a blue colored fruit in his hands.
"Well, looks like we will have some fun with this boy," said the captain. I was afraid of what they were planning to do to me. "This is a devil fruit, boy. It gives you strange powers, but the sea rejects you. So even if you take one bite, you will not be able to swim." The pirate captain moved closer to me. Other pirates around me grabbed and held me to the floor. I was seventeen, strong, and a great swimmer, but I couldn't get these pirates off of me. The captain shoved the blue, lemon looking fruit in my mouth. It was the worst tasting thing I ever had in my mouth. He moved my jaw and made me chew and swallow the fruit. I was cursed.
They threw me over board and left. I tried to swim, but I just sank. I could not move any part of my body. It felt like I was down there for ten minutes, I couldn't hold my breath any longer. I knew I was going to die, but suddenly a man pulled me out of the water and onto his boat. It was my neighbor who was also a fisherman. He gave me CPR and returned me back to his house. That day I swore to avenge my father's death and get revenge on those pirates who ruined my life.
I was twenty when I left Churchill in my father's fishing boat. I brought food, clothes, knives, sunflower seeds, and my Jolly Roger. I couldn't swim and I was cursed with a freak power that made me wear gloves all the time, but I knew the only way to find a pirate was to become a pirate.
I needed to find a crew, so I kept the shore to my right side and left the Hudson Bay. I went into the Atlantic Ocean and headed south towards America. There were sure to be some outlaws in America. It took a couple of weeks, but I made it to a port town in Massachusetts called Boston. I docked The Mermaid and walked to the nearest bar I could find. I usually wore a stocking hat and a large fur lined coat. It is cold in Canada, so I needed all the layers. It was hard to open the door to the Boston bar with my thick snow gloves on, but I managed to open the door. It was March and still pretty cold outside, but it was warm in the bar. I took my orange and yellow stocking hat off my head to let my short blue hair get some air. I sat at the bar and ordered a beer, and the bartender asked for my ID. I didn't have any identification; I was a pirate after all. So I cancelled my order and went to sit at a table in the corner. I sat there for about three hours before I saw a worthy crew mate.
I approached him at the bar. He was white and wearing a brown coat with blue jeans. He had earrings and short brown hair. He had long sideburns and a scowl on his face.
"Let me buy you a beer?" I asked him.
"Okay," he replied. He looked like he was having a bad day.
"My name is Johnny Cimber, yours?" I asked him while he took a gulp of his beer.
"Dean Reynolds. What do you do Johnny?"
"I'm self employed, and yourself?"
"I was in the Navy but I got discharged today," he explained. This was perfect I thought. He has to join my pirate crew.
"Why did you get discharged?" I asked Dean Reynolds.
"I have a drinking problem. But I just love the ocean. I think I'll join the Marines."
"Why don't you come with me?"
"Go where?"
"I am a pirate, come out to sea with me," I revealed. Dean turned to me with a shocked expression and asked if I was really a pirate. I nodded.
"I'm pissed at the Navy for discharging me, I love the sea, and I have nothing else to go to. So sure, I'll be a pirate with you Johnny," Dean replied. I was ecstatic; I got my first crew member.
"What can you provide on my boat, Dean?" I asked him.
"I can navigate the oceans of the world like no other! And I can decipher any map!" he answered. I shook his hand and welcomed him into my crew as the navigator.
We left the bar and into the cold outside streets.
"Do you know anyone else here who could join our crew?" I asked my new navigator.
"Actually, we just arrested a pirate last week, we could ask him," Dean said.
"Where is he?"
"In prison…" I stared at him. "You are a pirate, what's wrong with breaking into prison?" He was right, but I didn't know if this guy was going to join us or if he was one of the pirates I was looking for to avenge my father. I decided I should go anyways.
"What is this pirate's name?" I asked Dean. He pulled a cell phone out of his pocket and showed me a picture on the screen.
"This is his wanted poster; he had a bounty of $15,000 on his head," Dean said.
"Steven 'Cut Throat' Samson…" I read. "Okay we will go get him, but you have to get ride of your cell phone. The US Government can track your location through your phone."
"Oh yeah, I'm a pirate now," he said as he threw his phone in the nearest trash can. We then started walking towards the prison.
"Oh, and captain?" Dean asked as we were walking.
"Yes?"
"Steven 'Cut Throat' Samson has the powers of a devil fruit."