It had been a mere 2 weeks since I was branded with that scoulding "P" on my right arm. Locked in a bloody prison in Port Vertigo. There's been many times that I've tried to escape. But the life of a pirate is one to be on the run from that god forsaken Navy. Now I sit here today in this murky, cold, prison cell. Rusted bars blocking my freedom. Why I couldn't even see my love! My one love. The sea. The window was high up. But the buildings of this bloody town blocked her wonderful view. All I could do was walloy in my misery. Until that one day. Another pirate joined my company in the cell. He had ways to get out. And we weren't going to hesitate once. We were going to get out. And by god we were going to plunder our selves silly with the towns goods. Rum too of course. His plan was brilliant. We were to do it once night came. And night was a mere few hours away....finally my freedom was going to be restored. Open seas, my love, here I come. It turned out the Pirates name was William. He was a crazy man but had good intentions at heart. But after a few hours of planning our escape, the sun coming through the bars faded. Our plan was to be set into motion.
"Oh will somebody get their arse down here! This mate be throwin' up!" We had used our "dinner" and water to make it looke realistic. It was believable at least. A few moments later, two ladscame running down the steps.
"What is it now yer sayin'?" Willian stepped away from me and pointed.
"He's bloody throwin' up! I want out of 'ere! I don't want to touch it!" The guard looked at his buddy and back at William.
"Oh deal wiv it! Yer a bloody pirate, I'm sure you've sen worse!" William gripped the bars and looked back at me quickly and back at them.
"Ye don't get it mates! I'm queasy! Infact, I might be throwin' up in a few minutes if m'not out of 'ere!" The guards looked at each other again. Aye now it was late, there was no other guards about in the dungeons. I swear to Mary those guards must've been wrong in the head.
"Alright, Alright. Shut yer yap already. We'll move ye to the cell down the hall." The plumper of the two fiddled with keys and opened the cell. They took William out of the cell and down the hall after closing me in. Before I even knew it I head a loud crash down the hall. Next thing I knew William was carrying two navy uniforms. He gave me thsi grin as to make me believe we were going to get out. Me and William were much slimmer than these plump guards, so once William got me out, we slipped the uniforms over our clothes and were out of the dungeon. Now let me tell ye, it's not comfortable wearin' colors of yer worst enemy. (Smelly clothes at that!). William had more plans up his sleeve, we were going to get out of Port Vertigo. The first place we went was the Pub. We needed our rum refersher!
"Alright, everyone relax. We 'ave orders from the King to take all yer rum." The bar keep gave us a look that I thought for sur ewould've gotten our arses kicked right out.
"What do ye thin kis gonna make me believe you?" William took out his pistol with a grin, holding it at the bar keep.
"Mate, it's orders from the King. Get the rum. And bring it to the ship at the dock. If ye don't, the King told me not to hesitate. Savvy?" The bar keep sort of froze up.
"Navy Marshalls don't say Savv-"
"Mate! I'm not playing." He clicked the pistol to ready it to fire and the bar keep nodded.
"Alright, Alright! Don't shoot. You, You." He snapped at two employees and they started carting barrels of rum out to the ship at the dock.
"But William-" I said slowly. "That's not our ship." All William did was give me that crazy grin of his, which I'd learn to get used to, and turned to me.
"Oh it will be. And Mate, can't be callin' me William. Makes me feel too fancy. Will will be fine, if you please." I envied this Pirate. He sprung us out of prison, was going to commadere us a ship, an was involving me in the ride. Now that's a man ou can't hate. Sooner thann expected all the rum was n this ship and we were out of the Pub. Will was walking onto the ship, past two guards that were out like rocks. The thip was ready to sail, we found out it was a cargo ship to be sailed off earlier that mornin'. With just our luck, the ship came connected with Rum. Aye what a ride. Will took hold of the wheel as I lifted anchor. We were really doing it. Off we were. And once we were out of the port, I looked up at Will who had that grin on his rugged face again. He looked down at me and gave me some kind of salute.
"Let's go get ourselves a crew, Mate." I grinned up at him.
"Tortuga?"
"Tortuga." Was all he said in a n answer as he set off in the direction of east. This man was amazing. A pirate, but a good man. I could only be greatful to have met him.
End.
So? How was it? x3. I know, totally took the whole Tortuga thing from PotC but! That's okay. Cause it's good. Right? x3.
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