Author´s note: Hey, so glad to see that this is working great so we move on. You might be wondering the poem that appears before each chapter. Is call The Pirate Song of the Spanish author Espronceda (A master piece, I tell you). Anyway, here we go!

Song belongs to the Muppets.


3. Heavy as the Rain

"The moon in streaks the waves illumes

Hoarse groans the wind the rigging through;

In gentle motion raised assumes

The sea a silvery shade with blue"

Silver was quite proud of himself despite his tireness and exhaustion. He had managed to get to Montressor and the rain hid his tracks. Devilfish will surely follow him soon so he had to find safety while he still could. While crossing the streets, he saw that each corner had a police man so his feet led him to the Benbow Inn. He knew that he had to avoid that place at all cases but Silver was too weak and tired to go anywhere else. Also, it was the only place that had no guards.

So he walked towards the house where Shara was being helped by Eluten and some of his shipmates. Jim was still in bed in a healthy sleep, B.E.N was in the kitchen and Morph floated around the house in a distressed mood. The shape shifter was the children´s favourite character but today he was in no mood for playing. Then, he spotted someone walking towards the house and started chirping like crazy.

"What is it with you today? Have you eaten a bell or something?" Mss Hawkin frowned.

"Maybe ther´someone at the door." Says the old sailor putting down his pipe.

"Are you sure? How would be out there with this..." She opened and found herself looking at the drenched pirate. Her eyes went wide but the man stood where he was.

"I wou´d like a room, pl´ase." His voice was hoarse, weak and yet powerful.

"How long are you going to stay?"

"Ain´t sure, lass. I just need som´rest." The sailor walked inside and sat down. "By di way, wher´s your son?"

"Jim? He is in bed but will soon come down."

"Glad to hear it." He took some deep breaths.

"You look a bit ill." Shara noticed he was sweating badly.

"Take no notice of I, me heartie. I just need som´shut eye."

The woman was not convinced and checked on his temperature. He was burning. The poor "man" or whatever was very ill.

"You should be in bed."

"I ain´t doctor, mem. Nor are ye."

"Maybe but I know a thing or two about being ill. Come with me. I´ll take you to your room and make something warm." Shara let him lean on her.

"If ye say so." There was no point in arguing. He was too weak to do so. Eluten whistled and a tall dark skinned man came downstairs.

"Lemme help ye, ma´am." They carried Silver to one of the rooms and prepared a warm bed for him. "I think we should call Spoon."

"Who´s that?"

"Our ship´s doc. The best around to cure something like this. Wait here. Hey, Rata!"

"Wha, wha, wha?" A slim and agile man came to the room. "Wha´s yer problem?"

"Go get Spoon NOW!"

"A sugar one for tea?"

"Go find Doc or ye´re as good as dead."

"Aye" He ran outside.

"Rata´s a jerk but soon bring Spoon aboard."

"Thank you so much."

"Ease your braces, ma´am. Is gonna be fine. I´ll do the watch." He sat down and Shara walked down the stairs.

"I shall tell Mr. Eluten."

"Yes, please." The man watched over the pirate who was beginning to feel pain in his cibernetic parts due to the water. "Ye ol rascal. Cyborg or not, ye were once aboard our ship and dat, we shall never forget."

XXX

Meanwhile, a dark pirate ship stayed hiddden in the darkness of the storm. The Maiden Skull had been the terror of all sailors and pirates for ages for Diablo La Fuente was so cruel that rumour had it that even Satan himself disliked him and had kicked him out of hell. The truth was that during the last years, La Fuente had been working for someone else and doing his "master´s biding" (teeth gritting his teeth, of course). He, Diablo, the most fearsome pirate working for such a dog as Francis Espinosa! Aaaargghh! But all for a good reason. (Grr)

Diablo was not like any other sailor. He was like a skelleton dressed with rags of a man´s skin and then a bucaneer´s fine clothes. His bones were more less broken and filthy and his face (or what was left of it) wear a smoke made beard and a bone head partially broken. His booming voice did the rest.

And now, he was on this new quest. At first, he wanted to wriggle out but when he heard what was it about, Diablo convinced Espinosa to do the job. If all went well, perhaps he no longer had to serve that cur.

"Excuse me, sir." Came in one of his sailors.

"Wa?"

"Our guest is asking when will he had his chance to have revenge."

"When I say is time! Gee, dis guy´s gettin me nerves! Grrr."

"So, uh... what now?"

"Devilfiss is lookin for da good for nothin scum. If am right, da I am always, if we find that scurvy flea then Ben will have to do wat we want (Laughs)"

"I am not sure, capt´n. Goodsight is keepin an eye and Captain Espinosa says we best be careful if we want to now the secret of the Witch."

"Grrr. All right. But since ye lubbers can´t find a crab in the sand, I´ll do it maself."

"How, sir?"

"´ve got some tricks in my deck. Now leave n´tell Espinosa da I will make Silver talk!" La Fuente laughed like crazy.

"I think I know now why Captain Espinosa dislikes tête-à-têtes with this guy." The sailor walks away.

"Long John: When I was just a lad looking for my true vocation
My father said "Now son, this choice deserves deliberation
Though you could be a doctor or perhaps a financier
My boy why not consider a more challenging career"
Pirates: Hey ho ho
You'll cruise to foreign shores
And you'll keep your mind and body sound
By working out of doors
Long John: True friendship and adventure are what we can't live without
All: And when you're a professional pirate
Bad Polly: That's what the job's about
Long John: "Upstage, lads, this is my ONLY number!"
Now take Sir Francis Drake, the Spanish all despise him
But to the British he's a hero and they idolize him
It's how you look at buccaneers that makes them bad or good
And I see us as members of a noble brotherhood
Pirates: Hey ho ho
We're honorable men
And before we lose our tempers we will always count to ten
Long John: On occasion there may be someone you have to execute
All: But when your a professional pirate
Morgan: You don't have to wear a suit... what?
Mad Monty: I could have been a surgeon
I like taking things apart
Bad Polly: I could have been a lawyer
But I just had too much heart
Morgan: I could have been in politics
Cause I've always been a big spender
Pirate: And me...I could have been a contender
Long John: Some say that pirates steal and should be feared and hated
I say we're victims of bad press it's all exaggerated
We'd never stab you in the back, we'd never lie or cheat
We're just about the nicest guys you'd ever want to meet

Long John's speech...

All: Hey ho ho
It's one for all for one
And we'll share and share alike with you and love you like a son
We're gentlemen of fotune and that's what we're proud to be
And when your a professional pirate
Long John: You'll be honest brave and free
The soul of decency
You'll be loyal and fair and on the square
And most importantly
All: When you're a professional pirate
You're always in the best of company"


The Maiden Skull and its crew, along with my dear Goodsight belong to me.

Oh, dear!

I can wait to see what happens next!

Next Stop: A Man´s Helm