《Reign of Darkness》02 Chapter
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It’s been six days since I woke up in this filthy ship. It’s not so filthy anymore since I started cleaning, but still it’s dirty and the fact that it’s home of smutty pirates who take pride in being dirty doesn’t help much. In fact I feel like as the days go by I am becoming dirty as well. I hate this place and want to get away from here as soon as possible. No! Simply leaving this place is not enough. A place such as this should not exist.
Over the period of days I have proven myself to be a great worker. The captain even praised me a few time and thus I have gained the confidence of my fellow pirates although they do look at me like I am beneath them, not that it concerns me much. I was even been promoted from a half loaf of dirty bread to a full loaf of dirty bread meal.
I have mapped out the entire ship and have to hide the piece of paper in my underwear like some barbarian. Che..can’t help it, the captain is still a little bit wary and keep an eye on me. There are six medium size room aside from the kitchen, one belongs to the capital; two rooms for other pirates where I am also provided a corner of my own and one is a pleasure room where three women are held and the purpose of the room is self explanatory; one room where the food and other provisions are kept and remaining room is where all the loot is being kept. There are nine pirates in total including the captain. So I have to plan carefully otherwise it will end in my demise.
I am a little curious about the room where the treasures are kept but I can’t even imagine to gain access to it since the captain holds the key and no one else is allowed to enter it, not even frank who is practically the right handyman of the captain.
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Frank has the key to food and provisions room, I have become quite a favorite of frank like a pet though and after I undertook some of his work shift, he has a some favorable opinion of me. Every night at frank pays a visit to the pleasure room for half an hour. Every pirates time is fixed like that, Yeh sick bunch of douche bags. One evening the captain ordered frank to make a list of provisions we have on board so as to count the no of days we can sail without problem. Frank was not happy with the command as it means giving up on pleasure time and sleep time. After the captain retired for the day. I snuck off from my post and went to the provisions room. There I found a dejected frank in the corner of the room.
“Hello frank, how’s the work going” I asked him with a smirk.
“The hell with work, why am I struck with this stupid work when others are making merry and sleeping. On top of it even a newbie like you making a sarcastic remark. Fuck off or I’ll beat you to death” Frank growled angrily.
“Calm down, I am here to help. How can I go to sleep when you, my senior is working” I said with a smile.
“Screw off, here to help my ass! No one helps anyone without any benefit. Whatever you want ain’t gonna happen” he said and turned back to work once again.
“Please frank listen to me. It’s not much; A single loaf of bread isn’t enough for me. I just want you put a good word to the captain about me so that I might get another loaf of bread. I promise I’ll double my efforts at work. I am always feeling hungry and the fact that everybody else get to eat four loaf of bread is making me go mad with envy.” I said to him.
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Frank looked at me with pity and agreed “Ok, you help me with my work and I will try to build a good opinion of you with the captain. I said will try, can’t guarantee it though”
“A little chance is better than no chance, I’ll take it” I said and started sorting out the provision with frank.
After half an hour frank left me alone for his nightly pleasures, he cautioned me against steeling as it will cost me an arm. I quickly got to inspect the inventory for anything that can help with my plan. The room is filled with food; these bastards give me single bread when they have plenty of stuff here.
Initially my plan was to see if there is any good stuff that I can snoop up when possible. I noted quite a few things which were of my interest. I also noticed that there is a bunch of cigars as well as barrels filled with wine and in far corner there were also plenty of barrels filled with gun powder, apparently they use them to blow up enemy ship after plundering it. After inspecting everything in the room I went to my usual work or rather frank’s work.
It’s been two days since I took on franks work. I still do some of his work, frank gave me the key to the provisions room today to fetch some stuff to make porridge, unfortunately he took back the key from me. I am not disheartened though since I know it’s only a matter of time before frank completely trusts me with the key. All that’s left now is to get matchsticks for the fireworks. Both captain and Merlin smoke cigars, getting the fire from captain is out of the question as he is cunning and will know that I am up to something. Swiping it from Merlin isn’t as easy either, but I have to take my chance with him.
The next day there were small murmurs among the pirates, all of them were have quite a discussion. I overheard some of them, from what I hear we are going to pass through a place called guandaur, it is not a place but a territory in ocean which is said to be plagued by spirits and ghosts and quite a few ships have been disappeared in this area over the period of time. I felt that this is my chance; if I screw up I can pretend to be possessed by a spirit. Not that It will work for sure but it will have to do.
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I am thinking of making some art work. Writing a chapter takes priority though but still I think I'll make some when I have time. Hope you enjoy the chapter and once again please let me know of any errors, suggestion are welcomed too..
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