Captian Fear
Pirate Master
The two pirates landed on the small, rocky island leaving there frightened crews behind. No one, not even their captains wanted to meet the beast that haunted the caves on the island.
"You got your pistol?" said Foulroberts.
"Aye! The same little bugger he gave me," said Cabingrin.
The two walked slowly up the beach to meet untill they made it to the entrence of the cave. Torches burned brightly outside, to let everyone no he was there.
"Are you sure he is avaiable? He's not trustworthy," said Cabingrin.
"He's barely human. Yet we don't have a choice now, do we?" said John Foulberts.
The two men knew the grave situation that faced them. Captain Walter, the infamous pirate, plans to lead them in an attack against the East India Trading Company on the Coast of Padres. They both thought that even with their combined efforts (plus the help of the pirate Elusive Treasures), they will still succumb to the Company. Ben and John thought having other pirates with them will sweeten their efforts. They plan to get help from a Pirate Lord.
And they even knew one.
The two slowly moved down the dank, stone corridor arrive in a room full of treasure. Gold and silver laid in piles and rubies and emeralds were scattered around the room. Ben quickly pocketed some of these riches but he then felt a hairy claw, jump on his back.
"Ah! Filthy demon!" he shouted and tried to shoot his pistol at the mysterious beast.
John chuckled as a monkey chattered around them.
"Stupid mongrel," said the embaressed Ben.
"Ye still shoot like a drunken wench, Ben," said a new, dark voice.
The pirates turned to face a man dressed in black. They were in awe as they saw Hector Barbossa, Pirate Lord of the Caspian Sea.
"What are ye rats want?" said Barbossa.
John cooly replied, "Seeing the world, mate. Also to welcome you back on your recent ressurection from the Land of the Dead."
The resserected pirate was brung back to life after his archenemy, Jack Sparrow, shot him and left him in Isla de Mureta. Through voodun powers, Tia Dalma brought him back to life. He was supposed to now live in the Dank bowels of Devil's Anvil, hiding from Jack Sparrow, and arming pirates for what Tia Dalma predicts to be a great War Against Piracy.
"Your kindness is noted but not cared for, Master Foulroberts," said Barbossa, who pet his pet monkey. "What is the real reason your here?" he said.
"Apparently a new battle is approaching," said Ben, tired of being indirect, "and the use of a few Pirate Lords are very appreciated."
"Even the whole Brethern Court would suffice," said John eagerly.
Barbossa stared at them for a moment and turned to the chest of cursed Aztec gold. The gold used to curse Barbossa and his entire crew into skeletons but after his resurection, Barbossa was freed of the unholy curse. "The whole Court will not come for a mere Caribbean squander." At this he took out his pistol and his monkey leaped from his shoulder.
"Okay! Understood!" said John as he urged Ben to leave. "We'll leave you to brood and scheme in the dark."
A shot rang out making the pirates scream. For a moment, the two thought they were dead but then realize Barbossa was only shooting at his monkey.
"Oh that's right," said Ben, "the little bugger is still cursed, eh?"
Barbossa chuckled at there discomfort. "That's not to say your journey here was worthless. A few miles from here are two islands..."
" Isla De La Avaricia and Ile D'Etable De Porc," finished Ben.
"Aye. They hire privateers to fight in the name of Spain or France. Many pirates escaping the British Crown, escape there to recieve there privateering liscenes."
"What does this have to do with the Pirate Lords?" questioned John.
"Quiet yourself, Master Foulroberts, or my pistol will," snarled the pirate, "Now recently the islands are recieveing help from two ruthless enemies. The Pirate Lords Villenauva and Chevalle now fly the flags of there countries to help gain land for their nation."
"There pirates, why would they do that?" said Ben, daring to speak.
"Say what you will about that French swine Chevalle or that boorish oaf Villenauva, but they both are patriots. They would never sink a ship of there own country. Besides, they hope to retire into aristocrastory after their roving years."
"So all we do is convince them to fight with us? Easy!" said Ben.
"Not at all, Benjamin," shooked Barbossa, " Villenauva and Chevalle are the two bitter rivals and will do anything to see the other one die. If you even get them together, they will just start fighting."
"What do you suppose we do?" said John.
Barbossa thought for a long moment before replying, "Sail to Isla De La Avaricia and seek out a man name Hildago. If I know him, he will be bartering with seaman named Pedro del Mar. Hildago once sailed with Villeneava, so he can help ye there. Think ye idjits can remeber that?"
"Aye," replied John with a grin. Finally this didn't feel like a fool's errand to him.
"Thank you very much, Hector," said Ben as he started out the door.
Barbossa grunted at the sound of his name but the pirates didn't care. They hurried back to the ships and barked orders to make sail to Isla De La Avaricia. They knew they could make there in a day's sail.
Little did they know a ship name the Predator followed them.
To be continued...
"You got your pistol?" said Foulroberts.
"Aye! The same little bugger he gave me," said Cabingrin.
The two walked slowly up the beach to meet untill they made it to the entrence of the cave. Torches burned brightly outside, to let everyone no he was there.
"Are you sure he is avaiable? He's not trustworthy," said Cabingrin.
"He's barely human. Yet we don't have a choice now, do we?" said John Foulberts.
The two men knew the grave situation that faced them. Captain Walter, the infamous pirate, plans to lead them in an attack against the East India Trading Company on the Coast of Padres. They both thought that even with their combined efforts (plus the help of the pirate Elusive Treasures), they will still succumb to the Company. Ben and John thought having other pirates with them will sweeten their efforts. They plan to get help from a Pirate Lord.
And they even knew one.
The two slowly moved down the dank, stone corridor arrive in a room full of treasure. Gold and silver laid in piles and rubies and emeralds were scattered around the room. Ben quickly pocketed some of these riches but he then felt a hairy claw, jump on his back.
"Ah! Filthy demon!" he shouted and tried to shoot his pistol at the mysterious beast.
John chuckled as a monkey chattered around them.
"Stupid mongrel," said the embaressed Ben.
"Ye still shoot like a drunken wench, Ben," said a new, dark voice.
The pirates turned to face a man dressed in black. They were in awe as they saw Hector Barbossa, Pirate Lord of the Caspian Sea.
"What are ye rats want?" said Barbossa.
John cooly replied, "Seeing the world, mate. Also to welcome you back on your recent ressurection from the Land of the Dead."
The resserected pirate was brung back to life after his archenemy, Jack Sparrow, shot him and left him in Isla de Mureta. Through voodun powers, Tia Dalma brought him back to life. He was supposed to now live in the Dank bowels of Devil's Anvil, hiding from Jack Sparrow, and arming pirates for what Tia Dalma predicts to be a great War Against Piracy.
"Your kindness is noted but not cared for, Master Foulroberts," said Barbossa, who pet his pet monkey. "What is the real reason your here?" he said.
"Apparently a new battle is approaching," said Ben, tired of being indirect, "and the use of a few Pirate Lords are very appreciated."
"Even the whole Brethern Court would suffice," said John eagerly.
Barbossa stared at them for a moment and turned to the chest of cursed Aztec gold. The gold used to curse Barbossa and his entire crew into skeletons but after his resurection, Barbossa was freed of the unholy curse. "The whole Court will not come for a mere Caribbean squander." At this he took out his pistol and his monkey leaped from his shoulder.
"Okay! Understood!" said John as he urged Ben to leave. "We'll leave you to brood and scheme in the dark."
A shot rang out making the pirates scream. For a moment, the two thought they were dead but then realize Barbossa was only shooting at his monkey.
"Oh that's right," said Ben, "the little bugger is still cursed, eh?"
Barbossa chuckled at there discomfort. "That's not to say your journey here was worthless. A few miles from here are two islands..."
" Isla De La Avaricia and Ile D'Etable De Porc," finished Ben.
"Aye. They hire privateers to fight in the name of Spain or France. Many pirates escaping the British Crown, escape there to recieve there privateering liscenes."
"What does this have to do with the Pirate Lords?" questioned John.
"Quiet yourself, Master Foulroberts, or my pistol will," snarled the pirate, "Now recently the islands are recieveing help from two ruthless enemies. The Pirate Lords Villenauva and Chevalle now fly the flags of there countries to help gain land for their nation."
"There pirates, why would they do that?" said Ben, daring to speak.
"Say what you will about that French swine Chevalle or that boorish oaf Villenauva, but they both are patriots. They would never sink a ship of there own country. Besides, they hope to retire into aristocrastory after their roving years."
"So all we do is convince them to fight with us? Easy!" said Ben.
"Not at all, Benjamin," shooked Barbossa, " Villenauva and Chevalle are the two bitter rivals and will do anything to see the other one die. If you even get them together, they will just start fighting."
"What do you suppose we do?" said John.
Barbossa thought for a long moment before replying, "Sail to Isla De La Avaricia and seek out a man name Hildago. If I know him, he will be bartering with seaman named Pedro del Mar. Hildago once sailed with Villeneava, so he can help ye there. Think ye idjits can remeber that?"
"Aye," replied John with a grin. Finally this didn't feel like a fool's errand to him.
"Thank you very much, Hector," said Ben as he started out the door.
Barbossa grunted at the sound of his name but the pirates didn't care. They hurried back to the ships and barked orders to make sail to Isla De La Avaricia. They knew they could make there in a day's sail.
Little did they know a ship name the Predator followed them.
To be continued...