This choice: A small metal chest; what does it contain? • Go Back... A small metal chest. Elizabeth was no fool though, and immediately opened it a crack to make sure she was not about to be duped. A stream of golden light flickered out, across her gaze as her eyes lit up with greed.
As the pirate captain shut the box though she heard a few dozen clicks.
“Shouldn’t yar know ya cannot trust a pirate?” The sour-puss pirate remarked with a grin on his cracked lips. He and a few of his crewmates had surrounded Elizabeth and were all pointing pistols at her. “Ya cannot shoot all of us…” He added, beckoning a hand forward for Elizabeth to return the well-won goods.
“Very true…it seems you have me…” Elizabeth relented, holding her hands up in surrender…then with a swift movement she fired her pistol up towards the ceiling!
The other pirates looked up in horror as a chandelier came rocketing down towards them. Meanwhile Elizabeth tucked the box under her free arm and jumped onto the table, then used Rob the Repulsive’s face as a stepping stone for her boot as she leapt upwards and over him and his crew.
She was out the door in moments…only for more shipmates to surround her outside the door, blocking her escape.
“Shoot haaaaar!” Came the cry of the injured pirate captain as pistols and cutlasses were drawn. Elizabeth scanned her eyes frantically left and right, then something caught her eye.
“Sorry, no time to play boys…” She remarked, jumping backwards onto a plank that was leaning against a cart. Then with another well-aimed shot she fired at a rope holding a load of fish, freshly caught that morning. The sack of salmon plummeted onto the other end of the plank, catapulting the acrobatic pirate upwards and onto a balcony.
Elizabeth landed in front of a young terrified washerwoman; silencing her with a suave kiss, the pirate clambered up onto the rooftop and began running across the masonry, jumping from one building to the other as pirates tried to chase her from the streets below.
The pirate captain could see the mast of her ship drawing closer and closer. Thankfully she was used to this kind of ridiculous escape, and she was outpacing her pursuers. As she drew to the end of the row of houses, Elizabeth jumped onto a washing line and slid her way down.
“SET SAIL!” Elizabeth bellowed at her crew as she hit the end of the washing line and began pumping her legs across the cobbled street.
“YOU HEARD THE CAPTAIN!” Her first mate yelled to the rest of the crew as they began to hurry back and forth across the deck.
As Elizabeth neared the end of the dock the ship pulled up the plank and started to move from harbour. The blonde woman turned to see Rob the Repulsive turning the corner, his face still in-filled with shards of the chandelier from the bar. The captain backed up a bit then ran full pelt and jumped with all her strength.
Her body slammed into the side of her ship, but her hand managed to catch the rope while one of her boots jammed itself in a porthole. Sighing with relief Elizabeth began to pull herself up the side of the wooden ship and onto the deck. Turning around she saw the other pirates finally approach the end of the dock, some trying to jump as well but succeeding in only falling into the salty seawater below.
“Haha!” Elizabeth crowed. “Tough luck boys! Perhaps you can sell some of that crystal lodged in your captain’s face to pay off the tab!”
Turning to strut in another taunt Elizabeth passed by Katy, with a casual flick of her wrist Elizabeth knocked the bottle of rum out of her first-mate’s hands and into her own. “Next time, try not to set sail until after I am on board…” Elizabeth hissed before downing what remained of the bottle and chucking the empty glass overboard.
“Aye aye captain…” Katy huffed, thinking that she had actually done a good job. The captain was on board and the rival pirates hadn’t laid so much as a finger on the woodwork, what was the problem? “You going to come and celebrate with the rest of us?” Katy asked as Elizabeth started to make her way inside.
“Not yet, I just want to look at my prize…” The captain answered as she headed into her quarters.
The captain’s quarters of the Sunny Whale were very well decorated. Elizabeth had laid out as many of her sentimental trophies as possible throughout her sleeping quarters and it provided quite the trophy room. There was that ring she had stolen from a lustful siren she had outwitted, the tooth of a shark that had plowed into the lower decks, and the peg-leg from a long-retired rival pirate gang among other things.
Elizabeth though was not interested in her current décor; sitting herself down at her desk and putting her booted feet up, she re-opened the small box to take a better look at her prize.
It was a medallion; round and made of gold, with two serpents eating each other’s tails on it. Elizabeth leaned over her desk and grabbed some string, threading it through the medallion and then draping it across her neck.
It looked pretty fetching, resting down softly in her cleavage. Suddenly, Elizabeth swore she could see the serpents move, devouring each other’s tails further and glowing bright yellow.
As soon as the spectacle started it had finished. Strange…Elizabeth had heard of cursed items before, but she had never believed in them. It was probably a trick of the light…or the rum setting in.
Shrugging it off as nothing Elizabeth stood up and headed back outside. However there was no crew to be seen.
“Right…celebrations…” The blonde muttered to herself as she headed below deck. As she reached the dining quarters though something peculiar happened… indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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