《Afterlife Quest: Theodore Saga》Book 3: Chapter 8 - Avast Ye
Advertisement
I thought we would have arrived at a port by now since the captain had said that going to port for an update was our next move. I hadn't heard that the plan had changed, but I wasn't around him all of the time. I finally got my answer one morning during one of the many exchanges between Erik and the captain.
"I'd like t' head t' port fer news sir. We've nah met wit' any ships fer a while now 'n add to this, without any other orders I fear the scallywags will get restless," said the captain.
"If we make sail t' port thar be a chance that the yellow-livered scoundrel that I am trying t' root out could up 'n part the ship escapin' t' freedom. This ship'll be his prison 'til I weed 'im out. Ye've got supplies from the ships ye've destroyed so make it so and stay at sea," commanded the pirate lord.
"But sir, the men," pleaded the captain. He might have wanted a break from the domineering man just as much as the rest of us, if not moreso.
"The scallywags will do thar jobs 'n follow orders or else they can blame their own self for their death. Unless you fancy a swim yerself you'll also follow orders." I found myself tightening my grip on the broom I was holding. I didn't realize how angry I was getting as the fiend spoke of casually killing all of the people I had spent all my time on board getting to know. Talking is a good pastime when you're doing the same menial tasks over and over again.
I'd found myself looking at them in a different light. Most of them weren't bloodthirsty goons, they just loved the sea and loved living a life of free-spirited adventure. I may have gotten lucky with the ship I had boarded, but I really care for these men and especially for the captain that took care of them and was a good leader to them.
"Yes sir," the captain said unhappily. He had to comply to protect his men from whatever power this pirate lord could command against them. The conversation ended with the captain exiting the room and giving orders to change course.
"Ye could stop all o' this by confessing or telling me who be responsible for the attacks," said Erik when we were alone in the captain's great cabin. He stared at me for a while. He was trying to make me uncomfortable with the silence in order to get me to speak. It was a method that I had seen before but I was getting good at keeping my mouth shut. "Have it yer way, boy."
I didn't think he actually had anything on me. It was just a change of tactics to try and draw out his prey. I was too smart to fall for something like that, or at least I thought I was.
He parted, leaving me to my work. After I finished I walked out to the captain who was with the helmsman giving orders. He saw me and gave a slight nod.
"Nothing more for today, lad. Fair winds and following seas," said the captain with a hint of sadness. I could tell he just wanted control of his vessel back. I wasn't sure what the last part of what he said meant but from context and with the solemnness in which he spoke it, I figured it came from a place of sadness but was spoken to give me hope. I was really starting to like Captain Porter and under different circumstances, I think he would have made a good mentor. He was probably at least twenty years my senior, but it was hard to tell sometimes just where he was in life.
Advertisement
It was about another week of sailing until I got my next revelation from the snooping I was doing. During another of the conversations between the two men, the pirate lord was clearly irritated at his lack of progress.
"If no one on this ship wants t' natter we shall sail t' Sharkfin Island 'n the council o' the six lords will deal wit' the perpetrator. The other pirate lords will likely call fer the execution o' all hands includin' yerself, Cap'n Porter. The Pirate King ain't goin' t' take the destruction o' ships under his protection lightly. Shift yer helm and pray that i find me quarry afore we dock on the island that will be the death o' ye." He slammed the door as he left and the captain just stood there speechless.
I learned more at the pirate lord's wit's end than in any other conversation. I wouldn't let the captain and his men die, I couldn't. I now knew that there were six pirate lords that oversaw these seas and that they answered to this Pirate King. I also knew that they were at Sharkfin Island and they had some sort of power over the pirates that I needed to deal with. I wondered if I would be able to speak with sharks and I hoped that I wouldn't have to get an answer to that question.
I left the captain in his quarters after he dismissed me and I went below decks to ask Hubert about the island's location. If I got the location I could take care of this pirate lord and save the crew. That had to be good enough to keep them from killing me for dispatching one of their leaders. I mean, they didn't even seem to like him at all. It wasn't like he was on board to make friends or anything.
Before I could make it to Hubert I heard yelling from above. I poked my head out of one of the cannon ports and saw an approaching ship. I knew that the whole crew needed some action and the supplies would be nice so I used my Distance Utterance spell again to get us to attack them. I made sure to include something about the approaching ship's intention of killing the pirate lord on our ship. Then I ran upstairs. My hope was that this would put the pirate lord off of my trail and possibly even show him that we were not just attacking random ships.
I ran up to the captain to wait for orders. The pirate lord was frantically looking around trying to figure out how we had done it. He also was scared and didn't want to die if their intention was to kill him so he commanded Captain Porter to attack.
The battle went just like the others before it. The enemy ship came broadside, we fired all of our cannons, I jumped over and started taking out pirates and ended in the captain's quarters. Once again I killed him and looted everything on him besides his clothing and everything from the room. I left my junkiest cutlass lying next to him as was my custom. Two new things happened this time around. First, after the sword fight, I received a notification.
Advertisement
New Special Ability!
I quickly pulled up my menu and checked the description.
Forward Slash
An unseen force pushes you straight forward fifteen feet. Anything that your sword touches will be sliced through with no resistance or damage to the blade as long as it is a material that your blade can reasonably cut through under normal circumstances.
Must have a sword equipped to activate and has a thirty-second cooldown.
I wish I could say I was speechless but I couldn't help myself.
"Sweet! I can't wait to use this bad boy!" I exclaimed. This is when the second new thing happened. Erik pushed the door the rest of the way open and it gave him away with a loud creak.
"Looks like I've caught ye in the act. I knew that thar was somethin' odd about ye. Well, now yer deception be o'er. Nah only can ye speak but ye 'ave some magic abilities based on items around ye poppin' in 'n out o' existence. Ye'll answer t' me blade fer yer crimes," said Erik as he pulled out his amazingly detailed and beautiful cutlass.
"Whoa, I'm sure that there is a way we can work all of this out," I said not at all thinking there was a way we could work all of this out. I didn't want to try my new special ability because I was pretty sure it would slam me into the wall in front of me since we were in a slightly confined space.
"Ye looted all o' the those other ships aft somehow trickin' 'em t' attack. There be no t' save ye. I be yer judge, jury, 'n executioner." He took a step forward as I took a step backward. I was trying to gauge the fifteen feet needed but I wasn't exactly sure what fifteen feet looked like. I pulled my own cutlass.
Captain Porter walked in and saw us facing each other with our swords drawn.
"Avast ye. I won't let ye scuttle me cabin boy or any o' me crew fer that matter. I've let this go on too long already. Come wit' me, there's a good lad." He motioned for me to move out of the doorway he was standing at so I started moving over to him without taking my eyes off of Erik.
The pirate lord smiled a wicked smile and quickly thrust his cutlass into a defenseless Captain Porter that stood beside him with his eyes on me still beckoning me over to him.
I saw red. As the captain crumpled to the ground from the critically placed sneak attack screamed and mentally activated my new special ability. I felt the force behind me push me forward unnaturally fast. My sword went clean through the pirate lord's body and stuck into the wall behind him. If that didn't finish him the force of the guard on my cutlass hitting his body at that speed may have done it. Of course, if that didn't do it, the force of the rest of my body slamming into his may have also been enough.
His body cushioned the blow between myself and the wall. It turns out that I was right to be concerned over how much fifteen feet was. I sustained some blunt force trauma since my cape didn't protect my front. If I had been any closer and hadn't had some padding, I feared that I may have died from hitting the wall at that speed. I wouldn't be using that special ability lightly anymore. I also thought about what would've happened if his sword was facing me at the time. I magically healed and refocused on Captain Porter. I touched his neck to feel for a pulse instinctively but a loot box came up and I knew he was gone.
I took nothing and closed the loot window out of respect for the man who stood up for me. I didn't show the same respect for Erik and looted everything he had on him. His sword was the best item he had by far.
Cutlass Supreme (Ultra Rare)
This beautifully forged sword balances the classic cutlass design with ancient technique.
This sword is unbreakable and will never dull.
"Wow, this is a nice sword." I held the sword out and gave it a few swings. It was definitely the nicest sword I had ever held. I popped it back into my inventory and picked up the captain's body to carry it out with me.
I walked it out onto the deck of the enemy ship and multiple pirates who were on my side saw who I was carrying. Soon I had the eyes of every pirate left on the two ships.
I spoke loudly for everyone to hear.
"The pirate lord Erik murdered Captain Porter. He was a good man and I will not stand for this injustice! I will use all of my power to bring down the other pirate lords and the pirate king himself. Their reign of terror is over. Sail with me and we will have the freedom to enjoy these waters once again." Everyone was silent and I noticed a few of them glancing over at each other as if they didn't trust me or didn't want to listen.
I used my Pyrokinesis to take the flame of an oil lamp that was hanging nearby and made it grow into a large flame that swirled around and over me. Then, I said the words to cement my place as their new leader with them standing around me in awe and wonder.
"I'm the captain now."
Advertisement
- In Serial9 Chapters
Day of Doom
A guy wakes up in the morning. That, alone, is a traumatic experience by itself. But then the sun goes out. The guy figures that it's just some freak solar eclipse or something like that. After all, he isn't exactly a scientist. But, no; The same thing happens again the next morning. And the next. The guy must now figure out what's going on. This is my 2nd fiction, written for the [Royal Road Community Magazine] Contest, with the first being something I'd rather not show you. When I started this one(a couple hours before I wrote this synopsis), I had a fair idea of what I was doing, kind of. Cover by MRMerrigan.
8 92 - In Serial11 Chapters
Magic Evolution
One day, a mysterious phenomenon caused the accelerated evolution of everything on earth. What was initially taken for a blessing by humanity with the appearance of new types of resources and a few people having developed incredible abilities later qualified as magic quickly turned into a nightmare. Nations found new reasons to wage war against each other and they didn't cease until humanity had to face a greater threat than itself; species that had evolved far more brutally than humans. Nicolaï was born nearly a century after the world had began to change, but his fate wasn't more enviable than the billions who died during that era. Living in more than miserable conditions for as long as he could remember, his destiny was to die before blowing out his tenth candle. But someone held out his hand to him for the first time in his life and decided to train him to become a Mage capable to impose himself in this dangerous and corrupt new world.
8 124 - In Serial72 Chapters
Aeternum: A Collection of Poems
For those people/readers, especially "her" who want to smile, cry, be hopeful, curious, wonder about things unknown, and most importantly, inspired, then this collection of poems is the book for you. A/N: 1. The poems written here are in the English and Filipino language2. Disclaimer: Poems written in this book are all works of fiction unless otherwise indicated. All names, characters, places, events, and incidents in this book were created using the author's imagination; any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. 3. Another Disclaimer: I do not own the picture I used for my cover page; it's rightfully owned by its respective author/s, for I just found it for free on Piktochart and freely edited it on Canva.4. Now, sit back, relax, and please do enjoy the poems written in this book. 😉
8 346 - In Serial14 Chapters
A Fate Set in Stone (On Hold)
After dying and making his way into the afterlife, our protagonist happens to have a stroke of good luck. With the help of the substitute god of death, he's given a second shot at life in a world run by gods who probably played too many video games as kids. Monsters, magic, dungeons, bandits, and all that good stuff is there, except it turns out to be much different than Jed initially expected.(I picked some generic tags since this is my first story and I am not 100% sure where it is going to go. Mature warning is only there for some less-than-polite language.)
8 108 - In Serial91 Chapters
Individuals Toxic Behaviors
What kind of sick game are you playing?Do you think this is funny? What does he want from me? Why is my step brother acting this way towards me? -🔮𝐔𝐩𝐝𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤 🔮- -𖤍-People always claim that everyone has something different and special about them. Some individuals like to show it more than others.It can be displayed in many different ways. For example, through love and manipulation, lies, and physical pain.Sometimes, it crosses a fine line between good and evil.Could it be an unhealthy obsession that goes down the wrong way or... sweet vengeance?What will little Emma do to survive her new stepbrother's? 🍒𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆-𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓𝐒 𝐎𝐍𝐋𝐘🍒𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐕𝐈𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐈𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐋 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐎𝐑𝐒 𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐄 𝐎𝐅 18.𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐀𝐑𝐄 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐆𝐄 ... 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐄 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃.𝐓𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (◍•ᴗ•◍). And if you still want to read it, well... Knock yourself out, 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒓𝒂𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒔🤨©All rights reserved. ⚠Guys...this story is dark-dark, darker than my inked soul. I don't recommend this book for weak-hearted readers. It will contain everything you won't expect to find in a normal book. If you get easily triggered, please skip this book and read another one, 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐒.
8 94 - In Serial32 Chapters
GLADIUS // Eret X Reader
PHANTASM SERIES BOOK 4---Gladius, (noun): (in ancient Rome) a short sword.---Eret perked up as soon as you and Simon walked into the room, a wide and welcoming smile coming onto his face. He was softer looking than his father had been, but you could still see some of the similar traits. He had a head of thick dark curls, and the same sharp jaw that his father had had. He wasn't as bulky though - he was tall and thin - and his face was a lot more open. What separated him most from his father's likeness though was the colorful cape, and the large mirrored glasses he wore - swirling with colors reflected from the room. He stood from his seat when Maven let the doors swing shut behind her, that wide smile still on his face. "You must be the embassy.""And you must be King Eret." You said, stooping into a bow. "Oh, there's no need for that." Eret said as you rose from your bow. He stepped down from the dias where his throne sat - colorful cape trailing behind him - and came to stand in front of you, taking your hand instead. "I'm not really one for formalities." He grinned, shaking your hand. His palm was warm against yours, and you could feel some slight callouses - most likely from practicing his sword work.
8 87

