(Dutchmen)
(On Deck)
(Maccus came up the stairs leading below deck quickly eager to find his new captain and inform him of his latest discovery)
(the other members of the crew buised themselves in various other ways most were watching the rather popular game of liars dice currently being played)
(while others were either attending to their various duties or taking a short rest)
(Jack however was uninterested in the whole scene and spent most of his time gazing out into the dark blue depths of the ocean surrounding the ship)
(it was hard to believe he had so much power over such a great and vast thing such as the sea)
(yet it was true and he had whitnessed it himself)
(as each hour slowly passed Jack was slowly becoming weaker and more attached to the large ship that he stood on)
(with each hour the transformation was completeling and biding him to the ship and its dammed crew)
(his thoughts were interupted by the sound of rapid footsteps quickly approaching him)
(he spun around only to find Maccus heading toward him his expression blank and his eyes lost and abandoned like everyone else)
Maccus: Captain
(he addressed him)
(instead of responding Jack merely nodded)
Maccus: the prisoners have escaped
(he stated carefully watching and waiting for Jack's reaction)
(however Jack's features didn't change instead he waited thinking)
Jack: Who was on duty?
Maccus: Jyhme
(he replied)
Jack: Aye, bring him here
Maccus: thats kind of impossible captain
(Jack gave him a questioningly look)
Maccus: He's dead
(he told him blately)
Jack: he can't be he's already dead
(he snapped back)
(his blue eyes seaching for any signs of him lying but found none)
(without another word Jack cruelly pushed past him and headed straight for the stairs leading below deck)
(attracting alot of attention from the rest of the crew all eager to know what was going on)
(Jack stormed down the stairs his mind barely registering what he had heard)
Jack: Dead??? Escaped in the condition they were in?? they must have had help, but from who??
(he thought)
(his boots hitting the floor with loud thumps echoing below deck)
(he stopped at the bottom of the stairs not moving)
(his deep sea blue eyes scanned the area around him)
(the brig was empty just has he had been informed the chair which once sat the guard was now askew and abandoned)
(he cautiously approached the door of the brig completely unaware of the people following behind him)
(he stepped inside the brig avoiding the opened door and began looking around)
(the brig was just as he had left it with the exception of the organized piles and blood stains on the ground and walls)
(he stood still for a moment time passing by slowly seconds, minutes, his eyes trained on a single discarded item on the floor)
(finally he stepped forward heading directing for the object stopping for nothing and knocking over a few of Fifi's organized piles on his way)
(the rum bottles clattered as they hit the ground and some rum spilt but he didn't seem to notice or care)
(a look of determination clearly pasted on his face his eyes cold and dark)
(he bent down slowly so he was just above the cold ground beneath him)
(a gust of cold wind blowing in through a small hole tickling his beard and moving his blue beads in various directions)
(the sound of the beads as they hid one another echoed slightly in the small cramped brig)
(he grabbed a small green bottle off the ground and placed it in the palm of his hands so it was slightly over laping)
(then carefully he stood up eyes frozem still on the bottle)
(after a few seconds he spoke one final word and that was all that was nessary to sum up what had taken place not so long ago here)
Jack: Anabell
(he spoke aloud and that was the only word that was need and with that the door to the brig slammed shut suddenly trapping the newly appointed captain inside the brig)
(Jack spun around suddenly dropping the glass bottle to the ground causing it to shatter into hundreds off pieces and go flying in different directions)
(that wasn't his main concern though as he soon found out)
(a tall, rather dirty looking pirate covered in dust stepped out of the shadow toward the brig a huge smile upon his face)
(Jack looked up at him his eyes turning to ice when he reconsized who it was)
Jack: What do you want!
(he demanded)
(the man merely laughed)
(finally he responded smiling cruely)
Pirate: Revenge