[u][b]PROLOGUE[/b][/u]
"CAPTAIN! The ship is going to sink. What shall we do?" One of the crew members asked as the battle ranges on. The Free Flyers vs. The Flying Dutchmen.
Captain Davis Mark Jones of the Free Flyers, looked over at the eyes at The Flying Dutchmen's captian and sighed. He raised his hand to his hat, the crewman's eyes widen.
"You don't mean...no captain no!" He protested but Davis had done it. He surrendered to The Flying Dutchmen and her captain.
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[u][b]CHAPTER 1[/b][/u]
[b]Davis' POV[/b]
Prisoners. We were all prisoners. Of the most notorious pirate ship known to man. The Flying Dutchmen. I mean I wouldn't mind being prisoner on another ship but this one.
I have heard rumors, legends, stories, no man has survived the ship let alone made it out alive.
Among me was my crew member, and like me, all chained up and locked up like animals. Fear rising up in our minds and souls. Our eyes burning wet tears and noses scrunched up from the horrendous stench.
We all heard foot steps and straightened up, doing our best not to show the fear that was building up inside all of us.
"You," the captain pointed at me. "Your coming with me."
One of his men came and unchained my foot which held me in place before roughly pulling me up and draggin me to the upperdeck.
When I finally got up, the blinding sunlight hit my eyes. I squint and raised my bound hands to shield them as well.
"Move along scumbags!" One of the crew members shouted as the rest did as they were told. I still wonder why would anyone would want to join this bloody crew, let alone ship.
Tag der Veröffentlichung: 25.05.2013
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