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Chapter 9: Billy Fireskull
Matt latched the door shut behind Davy, William, and the other man. They had walked across Tortuga, and arrived at their shack. The shack was quite messy, and there was some sort of brown liquid in the far corner. Davy decided that some things are better left unknown. There were a trio of beds in the back of the shack, and some shelves next to them. Next to the entry door, there was a table, and off to the side, a stove. Oddly enough, there was no toilet.
The man in the long black coat spoke. “Alright, allow us to introduce ourselves. The man next to me in the ugly blue jacket is Matthew Scurvytimbers. Not too bright, but he is extremely powerful. (at this time Matthew was about to object, but the other man cut him off) My name is Sam Bladebeard, the strategist around here. And you are…?”
“Davy Fireskull, I’m William’s brother. We were separated over ten years ago, in a ship wreck. Jolly Roger attacked my father’s ship while we were sailing on it, to Padres del Fuego. Our ship, The Eagle, was sunk, our father killed, and me and William were separated. I thought he had been dead…” Davy choked up towards the end, but managed not to form tears.
Sam put his arm on Davy’s shoulder. “How old are ye mate? Billy is almost seventeen, and he always said that his brother was about three years older than him.”
Good, so he does remember me… or at least he did… Davy thought. Then Davy spoke. “I turned nineteen a few months ago I believe. I lost track of time a long time ago…”
“Maybe we should wake him up… he would be glad to see his brother,” Matt said. “Sam, you and I should let him and Davy be alone for a while. We need to go get some food anyway.”
“Aye, lets wake Billy up first. Oh, by the way Davy, he goes by Billy now, not William,” Sam said, nodding towards Davy. Then he nudged Billy, causing him to groan. “Billy, wake up mate. Billy, come on boy. I have some meat for you!”
Billy cried out and then woke up, looking around. Then he looked at Sam, and squinted as if he couldn’t see him properly. Then in a slurred voice, obviously from drinking too much, he said: “Meat? Where? Is there goat ribs? Cuz Billy-boy likes his goat ribs…”
Sam winked at Davy, then left with Matt. As soon as he opened the door, Billy’s dog came running in. It had been forgotten at the bar, and had found its way home. Sam laughed, then left.
Billy looked at the dog, and said. “Well hey there Smelly! I missed ya boy! Where ya been matey? How about you go eat some peanuts in the corner of there.”
Smelly wags his tail and looks at Billy, barks once, and then runs over to the corner and grabs a bag. Billy grins towards Smelly and then looks at Davy, with glassy eyes caused from being drunk. Billy squinted at Davy, examining this new person. He looked at him for several minutes, and then gave Davy a dorky grin.
“I know you from somewhere… did Doc Grog send me another therapist? Oh moldy grog bottles… if you’re a therapist, I is gonna… gonna…” Billy paused and let out a huge belch, and then laughed at Davy. Then he stopped for a moment. A chuckle broke through, and he started cracking up at Davy again. This went on for a few minutes. Then he smiled at Davy. “You know… your not half bad…” Billy said, before cracking up again.
Davy could only stare in shock at what had become of his brother. He watched his brother continue to laugh. Finally, he couldn’t take any more, and he shouted out, “Billy! Its me! David! Your brother! Remember, we were separated over ten years ago! What happened to you?”
Smelly whimpered, and then Billy stopped laughing. “David? David, is that you? Are you coming for me to repay that rum that you think I stole! Honestly! I didn’t do it! It was Joe!!! Joe, I tell you!” Billy must have been thinking of someone else, because Davy was quite sure that he and Billy had never drank rum before they were separated.
He is completely drunk… how can I get him to remember me? Davy thought. Then he got an idea. Billy may not be able to perceive people well because he was drunk. Thinks wouldn’t be getting to his mind correctly. Maybe if Davy just sent it directly to his mind.
Davy lunged out and grabbed Billy’s face. “Whoa there buddy! Lets not get ahead of ourselves…” Billy said. Davy started digging into his mind using his voodoo powers. He got into Billy’s mind, and then began to send images into his mind. He sent images of when they were separated, then of Davy’s life. He tried to get across to him who he was. Davy pulled back after about a minute. He looked back up at Billy.
Billy was looking at him in shock. What Davy had just done seemed to knock the drunkenness out of him, if that is possible. Billy stared at him, with a sad look in his eyes. Finally, he spoke. “Brother? David? Is that you?”
Davy, with tears in his eyes, looked at Billy and nodded. “Aye. Its me Billy. Its me. After all these years…”
“I thought I would never see you again David. I was so sure that you had died at sea.”
“I thought the same about you brother… I had given up hope of finding you after a year at sea, onboard a pirate ship. And I go by Davy now, like you go by Billy.”
Billy sniffled, then got up, and hugged Davy. “Times change brother… times change… to think that the last time we saw each other was ten years ago… I just can’t believe… Davy, I have so much to tell you.”
Davy nodded, and then Billy told his tale. “When I was drifting away from you, you don’t know how horrible it was for me… I was so young… I will never forget the feeling… after a few days of drifting, we finally washed up on Tortuga. I was found by the parents of Sam there. His family may be pirates, but they take in lost children. That’s how they found Matt. Anyway, they took me in, and raised me to be a pirate.
“I lived partially here on Tortuga and partially at sea. I pirated for a while, and well, I lived a pirates life… nothing that significant ever happened, except I’m a champion at drinking contests. Oh, and I found Smelly here -he pointed to the dog- when we were raiding a ship. He was the jail dog in the brig of a Navy ship. He was awful miserable where he was, so I decided to take him with me, and he has been my loyal companion ever since. If you are wondering about the name, the crew of the ship I was with at the time named him, so don’t blame me!”
Davy chuckled, then told his story. He left out the part about the mysterious island, and his voodoo powers. Billy didn’t seem to know what exactly happened when Davy showed him those images through his mind, and Davy wanted to keep it that way for now.
“Isn’t ironic how two brothers who were separated both became pirates? And both ended up here on Tortuga?” Billy asked.
“Aye, it sure is…” Davy said softly.
Just then, Sam and Matt came through the door. They had brought some fresh food, and Davy just then realized that he hadn’t eaten since he went into the mountain. Over a day ago. His stomach growled so loudly, that the others looked at him with a strange face, and Smelly started to bark. Davy gobbled down his food vigorously, and followed it down with a bottle of rum. Davy let out a belch, his stomach full. Then his eyelids started to feel heavy. He looked around, and his vision started to get fuzzy. Then he realized that he hadn’t slept in days. Davy tried to say that he was exhausted, and needed to sleep, but all that came out was: “-hausted… sleepy… need…”
Sam laughed, a booming sound that echoed around the shack. “Alright then Davy, you should get to sleep. You look like ye haven’t slept in days. Go to sleep, we can talk more in the morning.”
“You can sleep in my bed brother, I’ll sleep on a pile of those sacs. You need the rest more at this point.” Billy said. Then he helped Davy over to one of the beds. The mattress was a little torn and lumpy, and the pillow was old and stained, but to Davy, it felt like he was sleeping on a cloud. Almost as soon as his head touched the pillow, he was snoring.
There is chapter 9, please please post, Im getting sick of multiposting....
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