There was a pounding on the door; Dean sat up from his hammock one of his eyes opened slowly the pounding continued more frantic making him growl. He sat up and out of his cot running a hand through his back length dreads he went to the door and wrenched it open being faced with his first mate Neville.
"What?"
Neville wipes sweat from his brow.
"Captain the IWP is Starboard demand access to the ship for search."
Dean rubs his face. "Give me the papers."
"They have none sir."
Dean closes the door back Neville began knocking again.
"No papers, No search. Tell them to fuck off."
"They`ll fire upon us sir. If we don't comply."
Dean opens back up the door. "Will they now?"
The crew scrambled about in preparedness as Dean made his way starboard he looked over into the water, taking in the fact that the only weapon these men possessed was the gun rigged up top the wheelhouse unmanned.
"You have no papers." He called out to them. "You will not be allowed on board."
"We will fire if you do not comply." A young man wearing a shiny badge puffed out on his chest.
"Well then you leave me no choice." Dean rears back and shouts. "Fire!"
The boat exploded in flames as the cannons obliterated it to pieces the boom thundering across the water, he turned around to the horrified look upon Neville's face.
"They were threatening to fire but neither of them was holding or manning that very big gun which means if they fired upon us it wouldn't have been within modern means."
Realization hits Neville, Dean caresses the side of face his face.
"Go to bed you need the rest." Lays a kiss on the side of his head. "You have a big night."