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Black Bart
Oh, I hate that Captain we have. That
non-drinking, and non-gambling fool. He doesn’t even let us do piracy on a
Sunday! Even though he keeps us in line, he doesn’t do any work. He just
lies around like a dead body. All us pirates are terribly afraid of him. His
name is the dreaded ‘Black Bart’.
I went up to the main deck and went on the
lookout. It was a calm day with only a few snowy clouds in sight. The
dangerous fireball in the sky was giving me sunburn. As I walked round the
ship looking in every direction, I heard a voice. It was coming from a
rather gloomy looking cabin. I approached it carefully and quietly. I opened
the door about an inch, and peeped through the gap. It was quite damp and
musty. I waited to see if they had noticed me, but they kept talking like
parrots. I peeped round a bit more, and I saw who it was. It was John
Williams, and oh no!! It was Black Bart as well! They were talking in hushed
tones about something, but I couldn’t quite make out what they were
saying. So I opened the door a bit wider, and it creaked a little. Black
Bart looked over John’s shoulder, but I had already skipped away because
of the creak.
We had sailed from the Caribbean to Africa,
the light breeze blew in our faces as we worked like slaves. The water was
calm and there were no waves in sight. Billy Jones was on lookout in the
crows nest. He was quiet until he let out a cry of horror. He pointed west
and we all looked. Suddenly there was a rush. Everyone were getting to the
cannons, because exactly where Billy was pointing, was the H.M.S.Swallow
closing in on us like a snake. The Swallow was Captain Ogle’s ship and we
had had many encounters with him in the past. Everyone on our ship got ready
to fire. We turned our ship side to side with the H.M.S Swallow and then
they fired. We kept firing until we looked where Black Bart had got to, and
then we saw him, he was lying on a cannon as still as ice.
Everyone was so shocked that they forgot to
fire the cannons and came to see. We heard a thump! We looked around and saw
Captain Ogles crew and himself upon the ship. I grabbed Black Barts
Portuguese cross and slipped it in my pocket. Quietly I threw Black Bart
overboard and joined the battle. But before I could take ten steps Captain
Ogles arm came out of nowhere and threw me overboard. Luckily a piece of
wood was sticking out by the bottom of the ship which they had fired at
earlier. I hung on and checked to see if there was any wood under me and if
there was anybody on the H.M.S.Swallow. I took a leap into the water and
swam towards the Swallow. There were also pieces of wood sticking out of the
Swallow. So I managed to climb up the wood and onto the deck. There were two
navy officers with their backs to me. Quietly I grabbed some nails from the
crumpled floor and threw them into the officers backs, they shredded their
skin and they fell onto their bloody faces. I took their swords and pistols
and ran around the ship. I didn't meet anyone until I reached the seventh
cabin. I opened the cautiously and there stood three people.
As soon as I opened the door they stood up
quickly and got their weapons out ready, but I was too quick for them and
shot them. They shrieked as they fell to the floor. I ran onto the main deck
and climbed the mast, pulled down the sails so that I could slow them down
if they ever tried to chase after me. Having managed to do this in the heat
of the battle across the way, I then proceeded to untie the ropes of one of
the Swallow’s lifeboats. In all the smoke and fumes, no one would miss one
small rowing boat, I thought quietly.
In the mass of smoke and the stench of death
I made my escape and slowly but surely I left the scene of the dreaded
battle behind. Slowly the ships became a small dot on the horizon as I lay
back and thought of what had happened to me.
Here I am still drifting across the sea, and don't
forget I've still got the Portuguese cross, this would be useful if ever I
needed to bribe the crew of some other pirate ship.
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