Origins of a Pirate
Chapter 14
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me
We pillage, we plunder, we rifle and loot
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We kidnap and ravage and don't give a hoot
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me
We extort, we pilfer, we filch and sack
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
Maraud and embezzle and even high-jack
Drink up me hearties yo ho
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me
We kindle and char, inflame and ignite
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We burn up the city, we're really a fright
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We're rascals, scoundrels, villains, and knaves
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
We're devils and black sheep, really bad eggs
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate's life for me
We're beggars and blighters and ne'er do-well cads
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
Aye, but we're loved by our mommies and dads
Drink up me hearties, yo ho
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"Feast your eyes, Jackie. Every last one of them faithful hands behind the mast."
Jack looked on his father's new crew with a mix of disbelief, horror, and humor. These men were nothing but crippled drunks, missing all sorts of appendages and bearing all sorts of plagues, attempting to sail the seas one last time before they keeled over and died. They didn't look like they could lift a musket, much less defend themselves with it.
The teenager had heard the stories. Pirates were supposed to be a fierce muscular bunch, not a group of elderly sailors with one foot in the grave. How were they supposed to make a living now? Jack knew that as soon as his father led the first major raid, they would be like sitting ducks. Doomed for the gallows.
Wonderful. Just bloody wonderful.
Captain Teague (as he prided himself on being known) was currently parading down the line, his new feathered hat resting jauntily on his recently created dreadlocks. The man, now weary with age was smiling for the first time in years. He had reason to be in such a good mood, after all. He would be rich again. The family fortune would be restored and his children would have a chance of becoming successful once again. Perhaps 11 year old Ginny could even eventually find herself in a marriage with an admiral, or even better- a lord in the near future.
Jack was not so optimistic though. As he had read the code.
Any and every captain (with the exception of Edward Teague) read the code. It was a form of law, a Constitution if you will, a basic lying down of rights and regulations that every pirate must follow, or face the consequences.
The code clearly stated that every crew must have an equal share of the treasure. The Captain got two shares and the first mate got one and a half. Jack knew that even if the motley group managed to board and raid a Spanish treasure galleon, each man would only have enough money to buy a few nights of pleasure on Tortuga. Prices were inflated due to the influx of gold from the colonies and no one could seem to gain any profit.
If only Teague had known.
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The first mission was simple:
Take what you can.
Give nothing back.
As if Jack didn't know that already.
The ship in question was a small unmarked collection of wood. Most likely a merchant vessel trying to be avoided by pirates. Perfect to train the crew.
That's what Teague assumed anyway.
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"Sir! What's that? Over there! On the horizon!"
The cabin boy quickly called down to his crewmates. He had always been known to have a sharp eye, and now it just may come in handy. It was his first catch.
The Captain looked over his map and examined the oncoming vessel from his place by the wheel. He had not put up the Union Jack for a reason. And it looks like his effort was going to be rewarded.
"Looks like… pirates. A small crew in fact. Most likely amateurs. Gentlemen, I think we have found our targets. It looks like we won't have to track them after all. Uneducated ruffians."
"What should we do sir?"
"Fire"
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Yay! i actually wrote a long chapter for once. Guess what I got for my birthday?
Johnny Depp: where am I?
Me: *glomp* I'M SO HAPPY!
Johnny: ???
Me: Well anyways happy birthday oceangodess!!!!!!!
Johnny: Who's Ocean-whatever? Why are we typing what we are saying? Why aren't you answering my questions?
Me: JUST SAY HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO OCEANGODESS?
Johnny: um... happy birthday??? hip hip horray? (blows confetti into the air)
Me: where did you get the confetti?
Johnny: I had it my pocket.
Me: why?
Johnny: I... just... did. Can I go home now?
Me: NO! bye people! please review