Day: 5 May 25, 1568

I finally came across one of the series of islands that needed to be stopped of their rebellions: Barbados. It was an island that slowly developed. It was, at first, just a place no one had claimed, but would stop to replenish supplies.

Barbados is the Spanish meaning for 'bearded men'. Those were the people who first inhabited it from Spain and other places. There was only one small village that I could see, but no one there. The buildings were not made of clay like the other island. These buildings were made of only stone. "It looks abandoned." I looked down the shore, "My ship!" I ran towards my ship ignoring the pain in my ankle.

"What are you doing?" I saw James holding a torch to my ship. "I knew it was part of your mission to come here, but what ever you came to do, it is too late. The people are dead here."

"Why would you hold a flame to my ship?" I needed my ship and my crew. I need to get to all of the islands for my mission.

"It is something we don't need. We can live here together, just you and I."

After what he just said, I really needed to leave the island, "No, you creepy old man."

He held the torch closer. The ship kindled, "It's a little too late for you, my dear." He began to move closer.

I took a step back when he would take one forward. "Where's my crew?" I asked. I stopped walking because my ankle needed rest.

"They're somewhere on this island, but it's you who you should be more worried about." He ran towards me. I had no choice but to run into the woods. He didn't come after me, but I heard his voice, "You don't have to come out, but your small ship is the only way to leave!"

"I need to find Ramiero." I thought. I walked through the woods it was terribly mild. I saw something move through the bushes. I walked towards it.

"Zanita?"

"Ramiero?" I had finally found him.

"Captain Zanita…James said that there will be a fleet of English coming."

I looked at him, "James burnt our ship. We have no way to defend ourselves if it is needed, but we can try." He didn't like the sound of that.

"Captain, are you feeling alright?" He looked at me as we walked through the woods.

"I'm good. What about you?" I hid my true answer.

He studied the ground as he walked, "He killed Luis. James thought that he was a nuisance. I will miss that kid."

I took a breath, "I will too."

"I will…Not!" James brought his sword down between Ramiero and I. "Zanita…You remind me more of a gypsy than a captain."

I took out my sword, "Don't compare me with anything!" I brought my sword down.

"Zanita, I can take him." Ramiero wanted to help.

"You need to stay out of it. Find the rest of our crew."

"Aye." Ramiero left and didn't look back.

James held his sword against mine, "A wonderful leader. Someone like me."

He knew I would get mad at anything he would say about me, "Stop comparing me to things. I am nothing like you."

He started to attack continuously, "You're right…" He made me back up and trip over a root, "…I'm better." He moved to my face. His wicked smile was close. He put his sword under my chin and lifted me. The blade began to sink in. I started to loose blood.

"Care to do your part with the bargain I gave you. Unfortunately, you chose hell, but I'll give you a second chance. Be with me or…You know the rest." He brought me down and I did not catch up with my feet and fell back. "Choose wisely, now Zanita."

I looked at him, "I stay by my choices." He brought up his blade, "Fine then mistaken child. You shall die." A knife flew from behind me and hit his heart. I backed up when his body fell. I was in shock. Someone pulled me back and picked me up. It was Ramiero, "That was for Luis." He began to explain, "I was worried. I promise it will be the last time I will not follow orders."

I hugged him, "I will let it by."

We had begun to walk back to shore. Something had washed up. It was a treasure chest, "How odd." I walked for it. "Hmm. I wish we had the right key." I looked at the one around my neck, "I don't think this is the right one."

Ramiero looked at the chest then back at me, "It wouldn't hurt to try." I took off the key. "It worked!" It had opened when the key went through. I opened it. "Wow." We both were in amazement.

"What do we have here?" A voice came from behind us. I turned around. An English captain held his sword at me. He also had men armed behind him. "A couple of pirates." I leaned against the chest behind me. "What do you hide, woman?" He pushed me out of his way. "Something the queen would love to have." He closed it and called for two of his men to take it to their ship. "Stand!"

He studied me and Ramiero. "You must be the famous Captain Zanita. I will be the most famous man in the world for your capture. Take them!"

They tied out hands behind our backs once we got to their ship, "I can't fight back. He has too many men."

We began to set sail. "So, Zanita…" The captain looked at my jewel, "…That stone around your neck…I wonder how much it can compare to your head." He laughed.

I wanted so much to fight. I felt like I gave up inside. So much work for so little. "Since I know your name, it would be rude of me not to give you my name. It will be famous one day: Captain Fredrick." I had no care for his name. I didn't know what to care for any longer.