Pirate

I climbed up the rope ladder, loved the way the wind caressed my face and body with small drops of sea water. I loosened the rope so that the sail could go down.

"Oi, Laddie, would yie take a look at this? What do yie call that?" Cadoc looked at me with an evil grimace. I sighed and crawled down I said:" I call it a scimitar, if I'm not mistaken it's yours. Am I right?" I smiled innocently. "Yes, it is my scimitar! And yie little wench, did this to it, didn't ya?" he showed me a little scratch in the metal, and it looked like he thought; if he stared enough I would die," no, I did not! Maybe you dropped it because you are so clumsy! You should not have the honor to call yourself a pirate!" I said coldly. "How do yie dare?" his fist aimed for my head, I took it easily and threw him violently into the bulwark," I hope you get bruises," I said under my breath and walked away.

Cadoc was a jerk he was the only person I hated on the ship. He was also the only person that hadn't accepted me from the start,

"Say what? A WUMMAN? "A man said," do yie want us to drown Captain? Yie know it's bad luck to bring wummans, no girls!" he yelled with an annoying Scottish accent," hah, if you knew what Sakura has done to make herself worthy to be pirate -unlike you- you wouldn't say so!" Captain laughed. "Oh, but I do know what she will do! She will distract every male pirate-´cept me of course-"he said, Captain tried to convince him for an hour without any luck, and then he said:" that's too bad for you Cadoc, because she's staying." Then Cadoc grunted and walked away.

"Hey! Sakura! Would you help me over here?" someone yelled, I looked up to the Kisame waving at me, "sure," I called back," you've got smaller finger than me, do you think you can get this knot loosened?"he gave me the rope holding his eyes down at his hands;"sure," I said already struggling with it, aaand, done, easy." Here, "I said, giving the rope to Bill.

I went to sleep under the deck.

I couldn't feel the pain –the scimitar was too sharp- but I could see the blood flowing way too fast from the wound, I couldn't feel my arm and yet I had to move it… impossible. My arm was dead. Forever. Dammed. "already giving up, girl?" the arm-killer said, and as fast as I could, I grabbed the scimitar by the side that wasn't sharp and wring it out of his hand twisted it and pressed it deep inside his chest ignoring the resistance his bones were giving, and then I was ready to die it was easy all I had to do was lay down and let the wound do the rest. I would have done that if it wasn't for the scream of my mother Sylvia. I pulled myself together, cleared my sight and saw my mother with a scimitar through her chest.

The nightmare woke me, and I could feel the tears were already on my cheeks so why not think about it a little more?

Then the impossible happened. I got up and began to use the scimitar I stole from the pirate took it in my dead arm and began killing all the pirates I saw. Having no mercy. I don't know how I did it. I've never tried to fight before. And yet I murdered all the weapon skilled grown up men.

I smiled, instead of hating pirates I became one myself. My arm healed perfectly. And since I saw my mother die I had been one of the greatest fighters in history. I smiled at the image there filled my head.

It was stupid. Cadoc was complaining about me. Again. I just told him not to touch my things without my permission. Because he had ripped my book about fairy tales from my country apart, because he wanted to look in it. I had been angry. But I had a reason! He just said that he thought I should share my items with them all. This was unfair because I had seen the paint of his family. So I hit him in the head. He looked back stunned then a furious rage was shining out of his eyes. He crouched and tried to punch me. I jumped to the side slid closer and knocked my knee up in his stomach; he fell down on the deck holding his arms around himself. The others laughed, and Captain said:" hahaha, what did I say about don't underestimate her earlier? Hahahaha" then childishly I stretched out my tongue. This just made them laugh harder.

Actually I liked the life as a pirate. Now. In the beginning it was hard to steal. But now I was used to it. If you looked away from Cadoc I couldn't enjoy my life more than now.