The Quest For Truth....

[Dog Firestack]

Welcome back to the second sequel! I hope you actually enjoyed the first. If you'd like to read up, please click on the link bleow to see the past of me, if you like to be clueless, read on!

Chapters 1-13

First, I should speculate a few things about my father.

1. I did not know his real name.
2. He was a little bit shy.
3. He was DEFINITELY not a maniac.

Chapter 14
The Quest for Truth



Now, he was right in front of me, and I had attempted to kill him.... right when I saw his face I went...

Father...

When he heard those words, his eyes turned small, they turned into a blue shade... the blue color that I remembered so long ago when I felt his loving stare, when I had no where else to go, he was always there, always there to love me and with those blue eyes...

Then, as if he had broken out of a trance, they turned back into the darkness... where they were pure black, so black I couldn't see his pupil.

Then he screams at me:

Jolly Roger shall have your soul you scallywag. You remember Rott? He is twenty times stronger than him! And even more!!! You shall pay the debt to him for spying into our conversation, and eavesdropping, the debt of servitude for 1000 years in his crew. Being undead has its benefits.....

When he finished that word, he took out a pistol, shiny, triple barrel pistol that was a golden color, had three long tubes for bullets to be put in, and curved outwards in a fashion to where they still aimed right, but looked incredibly amazing at the design.

And then.. he shot.... he pulled the trigger and shot right at me... I dodged luckily just by sidestepping into the right quickly, and I could feel the swoosh of the bullet driving past me, and hurtling into a swamp tree and surprisingly, it went completely through the tree, leaving a nice, circular hole left right into the tree.

As I am astonished at this, I remember the other two barrrels that were not fired yet, as I turn I see him click the trigger once more, with a silent click, making that pistol probably the perfect tool for an assassin, it fired another bullet, and it went hurdling into my legs, and I jump, as fast and as hard as I possibly could. I brought my knees straight to my chest in an instant, and I see the bullet pumble the dirt right under me causing a small, but solid circular hole right into the ground.

I then look up and see him aiming for my chest, and he clicks one more time, with that silent trigger and this time, it was from the center, now there was more of a kick to it, and it had a more explosive smoke come out of it as well, so when it fired, it came straight for me, luckily I dodged to the right this time, but when I see it crash right into the tree, it crashes so hard, the tree starts to crack, and then the wood cracks, then the tree collapses into my direction.

I quickly take a roll right into the stretch of land next to me and land safely on my feet, right when I positioned myself I unsheathed my sword and got ready to engage with my attack... my father.

I see the black movement following it, the black streak that made me feel much mores tronger, and gave me the sensation that I could conquer the world.

He goes for a reload, but I'm too quick, I quickly hit the top of his hand with my sword hilt, a sword hilt made out of condensed lava by the looks of it, and then a layer of steel and iron right on top of it, making it considerably heavy, but extremely painful to whatever it hits.

He drops his gun and then I use my left arm to grab is gunning arm, and then I pull and smash the side of his head with my sword hilt, knocking him backwards and making him land a few feet away from me, and near the spot where Jolly was summoned.

He then says in a weak, but strong voice at the same time:

Impressive child, but do not underestimate my powers, the voodoo powers are more powerful and mysterious than you believe. And you shall be a subject to voodoo right now...

I then see small lines of blue coming out of the ground around me, the streaks of blue then begin to swirl around me, and then he takes out another gun from his other pocket, which was unexpected and unseen, seeing as it was in his coat the whole time, and then fires straight at the blue streaks of line surrounding me.

When it made contact, a blue buzz of lightning striked me almost everywhere.

My legs, my head, my arms, my chest, my stomach, my feet, pretty much everywhere, going at light speed shots and each shot making me fall lower and lower to the ground, each fall not only crippling me physically, but mentally as well.

As I start to fall lower, and gasp for air, something unexpected happens, a dagger flies straight through the blue streak of line, buzzing right besides my air, nearly hitting me but leaving me unharmed, that is except for the blue lightning that just shot me.

As I turn around, I see Captain Del, and the crew all in weapons out, and then I hear a grunt from the direction of where my father was, and see Potions Pirate grabbing his arms and tying them up, making him uncapable of reacting and reflexing to us.

As Captain Del runs over to me, I see the crew take out their swords and charge right at my father, my father then whispers, in a voice almost silent, but enough for us to hear him clearly.

Rise my undead, rise from your graves and steal these souls to become a walking beings on this Caribbean once more....

And with that final word, a hand shot straight out of the ground grabbing a leg of William Goldwalker's fine boot, and another was poking out and grabbed his other leg, and then shackles started to emerge from the same area, entangling William and making him motionless, and incapable to counter to anything that would attack him.

When that binding was completely, the binding was sent to everybody, except Captain Del and me, as we completely jumped off and dodged the hands, and then Del took out his pistol and shot the hands that were attempting to reach us.

Then my father laughs, an evil smirk on his face, as he backs off to the houses, the undead start to rise, and I see all of them rising quickly and swiftly, each one taking out its weapon, whether chains or swords, or whether a chain shot or a grenade, it was all there.

As Del runs over and shoots the living daylights out of all of the shackles, the hands and bonds are released quickly as well, and then they each take out their sword, and then charge completely at all the undead, each one fighting his or her own battle, and jumping up, dodging, parrying, sidestepping, doing every one of the sword skills and techniques that a pirate should have.

As I see Del fighting a more fancier looking undead, with a nice fancy hat i see him block a cleave headed straight for his head, and then he curves the sword inward to hit the undead hand, and then takes the sword and does a quick twirl, twirls the swords and does a double backstab straight into the center of the undead, making it fall to the ground, and disintegrate.

Then he launches the undead sword right at the head of another attempting to stab Andrew, and it also dies in a quick and swiftful movement, seeing a soul disintegrate into the clouds.

Then with a final push from the crew, there are no more undead left, no more undead left to battle, and as I look in the direction where my father was, he was gone, disappeared completely, out of sight.

As Delpadros runs to Captain Del, he says:

The man has escaped, he's escaped during all the conflict with our undead, what shall we do with Dog?

Hmm, let me handle it, everybody else, back to King's Arm for some rum and rest.

The crew trudges over to the tavern, while Captain Del was walking to me.

Who was that man, why were you here? And was there any useful information?

I replied, slowly but firmly:

He was, my father..... I came because i saw him in the dark coat he was, and I could sense he wasn't supposed to be here, and as for information, Roger's invading Tortuga to gain the Abu Nar Clan weapons shipment tomorrow and after tomorrow to pickup both shipments...

Your father is with Roger?

He died from the EITC during a warship battle, but now he's back, I don't know why he's here, but I feel horrible for trying to kill him...

I see, well, if Jolly is coming to see us tomorrow, you should begin what you need to begin.

Begin what?

Your quest for truth.
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I think that was my longest chapter so far. It was a heck of a chapter, and I hope that since you came, you read and enjoyed my first 13 chapters. As usual please rant/complain/enjoy/compliment my story.