I woke up in the middle of the night one night still in my regular clothes; I decided that it was time for my pajamas. While I walk over to my closet I got this funny feeling that I probably shouldn't open that door. I should really learn to follow my gut more. When I opened the door instead of seeing my clothes I saw the sprawling deck of a ship. The men of the ship were running about doing their duties like good little sailors. Ok, so they weren't really little at all, in fact some of them looked like they could easily be twice my size.
Then one of the sailors noticed me, of course it would be the biggest one on the ship. This big guy had pale skin like he'd hardly ever been in the sun. He had a large scar on the left side of his face and purple-ish eyes with pale blonde hair.
"Hey what are you doing out here! How did get on the ship, мало ребенок!" he yelled grabbing for me.
"Dude, what's with your accent; are you Russian or something?" I asked dodging him
"What did you say? Get back here!" he looked very mad.
When he started yelling the whole crew stopped what they were doing and stared for a moment. Then one man yelled for the captain.
He froze and turned pale.
"What's all the commotion out here, Ivan?" asked the captain with a very British accent.
"This boy got on ship somehow" said the man called Ivan, who was holding me up for the captain to see.
How come people always just assume I'm a boy? I thought with a sigh.
"Now wait just a sec- ow!" I yelped trying to explain that I wasn't a boy until the captain, who I was really starting to dislike, came up behind me and pulled my hair to turn me around so he could see me better.
He looked carefully at my face for a second before throwing me back against the mast. The pain still throbbing at the top of my head I grabbed the closest thing and swung at his face. The knife neatly cut his blonde bangs to reveal very angry green eyes. He smirked.
"You are going to be troublesome, aren't you?" He said drawing his own sword.
The crew had gathered around to see their captain fight, but what they saw disappointed them. I dropped my knife, mostly out of shock of what I had just done and what could have happened.