Ok so I'm writing this at 11pm at night(night b4 school camp)

So I better have some reviews lol

Ragetti POV

Opening my eyes I find my surrounding dark are bright. I don't know where I am or what is happening to me. All I know is that my body aches and I want my mother, but she's dead. All I have left is my uncle; even he doesn't really talk to me. He tells me I'm a scrawny little maggot, someone who disserves to die in the dirtiest streets of London.

"Rags, Rags you awake?" an older and much larger man looked over me, at fist I could hardly recognize him but then I saw my good friend Pintel.

He had been more of a father to me then my own. He took care of me the day my uncle brought me onboard his ship.

"Rags?", I tried to move my arms, but I grimaced in pain. That was odd, I was never one to feel pain, I have never cried in pain, not even when my uncle beat me till I was nearly dead, but why now would I cry out in pain.

I tried to remember the last time I was awake, but couldn't. I couldn't remember a thing what had happened!

Pintel quietly tilted my head so I was able to drink, "Here lad, tis will ease your pain"

I slowly sipped the "water", as I thought…

"Outa bed ye bilge rats"

I quickly opened my eyes to find myself laying in my hammock. The seas were rough.

Hearing a canon fire, I quickly popped my shirt on and grabbed a sword.

"Boy" The first Mate "John", looked down at me, "You're a powder monkey boy, get to your duty, were bein attacked" I looked at the man as if he had gone insane. A powder monkey? What the hell was a powder monkey?

I was pushed down the stairs to see cabin boys carrying large heavy barrels of powder, one was shoved in my hands and I was pushed along. Not knowing were I was going I followed the elder boy, carrying a barrel too.

We saw other pirates, just like ourselves attacking us, swinging on ropes to slay there opponent. Everyone was pushed on deck to fight.

I was given a sword. What was I thinking, I didn't know how to handle a blade.

Abruptly I saw a pirate from the other ship lunging for me. I quickly defended my self from the blow. I then attacked him. Me being shorter missed his blade and slit his stomach. I suddenly felt violently ill, seeing this mans guts flow onto the deck.

The next thing I heard was a boy, no older then me kneeling down in the pool of blood, crying out "father". He then screamed.

Before I could react, he came racing over to me, held his hand high with a dagger in his hand.

Next think I new I was on the wet, coarse deck holding my right eye and screaming.

"Easy lad"

I remembered.

Yeh well I didn't know how to finish it off. Maybe someday I will finish it but not today(tonight).

Well hope I get to Reviews