Origins of A Pirate
Chapter 20
Even for the experienced Captain, it was a new kind of adventure. There were no specific bearings, no exact directions that specified how to get there.
Only a promise of everlasting life.
It was such a tempting offer, but Teague knew it came with a high risk.
What if he never made it back? There were stories- stories known by every well respected Sailor or fishmonger to sail the Spanish Main. They told of a horror, so great and fearsome that even the mightiest of men with the mightiest of cannons nay had time to say his prayers before being mercilessly eaten alive. This creature- no-thing could swallow a ship whole. It would show no mercy, often maiming anyone in his way. This was the stuff of legend. This was the Kracken.
None had been said to survive this journey. Why even the great Juan Ponce de Leon himself- the original discoverer of the Fountain had found himself in a watery grave well before his time. It was a dark outcome. But for Captain Edward Teague, it was not an outcome.
He would survive.
He would find the fountain of youth.
And he would be reunited with his children once again.
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It was just luck really.
Pure true luck.
But they didn't have to know that.
Jack had never understood his luck. How could some be so lucky while others fall into every trap and pitfall that came their way? How could he dodge all the bullets and jump all the hurdles while those around him fell at the first boom?
He often wondered what would happen if his luck waned. He had been close to death many times over the past few years, in many situations that would normally kill or at least mame him. But he had escaped every one almost unscathed.
It was probably their guns.
The Local Militia of Port Royale had never been armed with the most up to date weaponry available, instead relying on hand me downs from more elite corps in the mother country. They had always had last choice, therefore giving them inaccurate arms and the smallest of cannons. Cannons that could often miss and only cause minor damage.
For them it was hell. But for Jack, lucky Jack, it was heaven.
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He was the toast of the town, the pick of the pack, the cream of the crop.
He was the prodigy of the entire British navy.
He was Cutler Beckett.
First Officer Beckett.
And he would soon be promoted once again, passing his rivals and casting them aside as easily as a piece of parchment.
It would only be a matter of time until…
"Officer! A ship of pirates has been spotted approximately two miles off the coast."
"Description?"
"Very distinctive, sir. A ship with Black Sails."
A/N: wow. chapter 20 already. thanks to everyone whose been reading and reviewing. Enjoy!