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Chapter 2 The Trade Ship

three days later. We were on the sea in my lovely Marauderette.

Rush was relived to be away from Tortuga. As of now, I was at the helm, laughing with Zora. She's been telling me about some of her recent feats that I hadn't been there for.

"so, how was your last raid?" she asked. My smile fell. "i feel so guilty, Zora..."

-FlashBack -

I smirked upon seeing a small trade ship in the distance. This'd be easy to take down.

"men! Prepare the cannons!" I called.

"what is it cap'n?" my first mate, George Thompson, asked.

"a trade ship." I replied. "easy work." Ready the cannons Thompson!"

"aye." he sprinted off, shouting orders. I spun the wheel. Turning the ship towards the smaller one ahead. This would be easy work. It was so small it'd probably take no less than a few shots to take it down. By the time we were up next to it, I could tell the captain was new at his job. As was his crew. They were all panicking. I watched as one of the crewman ran up to the captains cabin and started banging on it when my crew started boarding.

"search everywhere!" I shouted. "everywhere, down to the bilges."

"aye."

"do we cut anyone down?" George shouted. I shook my head. "no. tie 'em up. I'll decide." as my men raided the ship, I strode over to the captains cabin and opened the door.

I smirked when I saw the captain in the corner, panicking.

"ah!" he shouted.

"mate, I ain't here to kill ya. I'm one of the... hmmmm... I suppose 'nicer' Pirates you'll meet. I for one, won't kill ya."

he glared, but stayed silent.

"where's the loot mate?" I growled, drawing my sword. He didn't budge. I just rolled my eyes and started looking around.

I opened a drawer and smirked when I found several bags of shillings, some gold jewelry, and other small expensive things.

When I'd taken it all, I turned to see the young captain (probably my age) had drawn his pistol and was about five feet away.

I chuckled. "you gonna shoot?"

Before he could reply, the door opened and George ran in, sword out. "Cap'n, everything's away on the Marauderette."

I nodded. "George, toss this one out with the crew and we'll be on our way."

George smirked and dragged the captain out of the room. I snatched the captains log off the desk and shoved it in my pocket. With that, I gave the cabin one last look before heading out. I was almst back on the Marauderette when I heard a gunshot. Before I could turn, pain shot through my left arm. I swore loudly and looked around. The captain had shot me.

"cap'n!" George shouted. I made my way over to him, muttering curses that made the devil shiver on his throne and Davy Jones look like my Rush when she was napping.

"ye alright?" George asked. I nodded. "take it down." I instructed.

-FlashBack over-

"and how does being shot make you feel guilty?" Zora asked.

I pulled the captains log out of my pocket and flipped it open to the most recent entry.

"it was a slave ship, Zora. So many people. Men, women, and children, died at my hands. Innocent people. People that, unlike that devil of a man and his crew, didn't deserve to die."

I couldn't break down in front of my crew. Zora knew that and rested a comforting hand on the shoulder that didn't have rush on it.

"They'd rather've died that face the life they would have had, Evangeline. It ain't your fault." Zora mumbled, smiling at me.

There you have the story. Now ya know Zora and I aren't as heartless as most pirates are. We just appear that way sometimes.

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Sad, I know. But I kinda wanted to get the sad stuff out of the way so you would all see that they aren't as crazy as they may or may not seem.

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~Becky