The Red Diaries

[The Stealthy Pirate]

Ahoy there mates! Tis Stealthy Cannoneer! And I have created a bit of a story that might not fail epically. So... I present to you!

The Red Diaries


Prolouge: Ship and a Crew

It was a cold, blustery night. But then again, it was always cold and blustery in England during the winter. However, an 18-year old boy with emerald green eyes was walking down King’s Way, on his way to Buckingham Palace. He ventured down a bit, and then walked to the gatehouse of the Palace.
‘’ Henry is here to see the King” said the boy.
The guard looked over his appearance, and, being slightly drunk, laughed. He suddenly stopped; because he felt pressure to his throat, and looked down to see a dagger pressed to it. He stopped laughing.
“I wouldn’t do that, if I were you” said the boy again.
“Ill… let you in.” croaked the guard.
“A wise choice, my friend.”
The gate opened, and Henry walked in.


2

The king certainly enjoyed his pleasures, which seemed to look like all the food was crammed into his stomach. Henry glanced at a picture of the king. Clearly, it seemed that reputation is better then what he is actually like.
“So… to our first order of business, boy?” the king said.
“Aye, I believe you wanted to find the Red Diaries.”
The King snorted. “An old legend. They don’t really exist.”
“But they do. They point to the greatest treasure.”
Henry was playing him well. You could almost see the greed popping out of the king’s eyes.
“The myths say that they lead to the greatest treasure of the New World: Cibola.” Henry replied.
The king became suddenly suspicious. “Why should I trust you? You’re a pirate, after all.” The king demanded.
Henry rubbed the P brand on his face, almost absentmindedly.
“I am in need of a ship and a crew.” The boy replied.

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Comments?

[Robert Ironcastle]

I must say,a most intruiging prologue.

[The Stealthy Pirate]

Chapter 1: Roger

Solomon was a fairly average boy who lived in the Caribbean. However, he had a very difficult problem. His brother, Henry Mcbones, had gone to the Caribbean and had been gone for some time. His sister, who was a Speaker at a nearby church, came in, and saw Solomon staring at the fire.
“What’s going on Solomon?” his sister punched him playfully, but the laughter etched on her face, quickly died away.
“Henry has been gone for some time now.” Solomon said, still staring at the fire.
“He’s probably all caught up with the Navy, he and his wife have a rather difficult job down there.” Speaker replied.
Solomon took a breath. “I don’t think so. He would still be in correspondence with us, correct?”
Speaker nodded.
“It is time to go find our brother. And I would like you to come with me.”

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Stealthy Cannoneer walked calmly up the way to the Faithful Bride, which was dubbed “Insanity Way” by those who had a second to remain sober. Stealthy loved it. He casually walked up the road, and whoever lurched toward amid the chaos was met by his iron-like fist. Soon enough, there were many unconscious.
Eventually, he got to the Faithful Bride, and met the person he was looking for.
He sat down next to him. “Two rum bottles, and mind you they better be full.”
Carver said, “Aye, 1 for you and 1 for your friend, then?”
Stealthy grinned. “Nay, two for me.” The man next to him grinned appreciatively.
“Nice to see that you have adopted well, considering where you came from.” Macomo said.
Stealthy grin started to fade.
“Only 3 people know who I was, two of them are drinking rum in this bar, and the third is petting a croc on Cuba.” Stealthy replied, his grin starting to come back.
Macomo laughed. “Ah, Stealthy, your sense of humor hasn’t changed much.”
Stealthy smiled. “So, why did you drag me from my plundering, Macomo?”
Macomo’s grin quickly faded. “It’s the voodoo. They sense a powerful presence. And…” Macomo’s voice trailed off. “Well, the point is, it seems that someone is using voodoo for evil uses. Tia Dalma believes its Roger.”
Stealthy’s grin also faded, replaced by a look of horror. “But I killed Roger Hullfury 10 years ago. I saw him die with my own eyes.”
Macomo breathed deeply. “I think it’s time for you to see Tia. She might have something for you.”

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I can’t resist the suspense. I love doing that and watching people mentally pull out their hair. Heh heh.

[Tiberius Fireskull]

Quite interesting of a start I must say. You're telling us not very much, but just enough to make us go looking for more. I'll try to keep a close eye on this story. It looks quite interesting. I especially loved the ominous feeling in the prologue, and the characters that don't seem to have anything to do with each other, but likely will.

[The Stealthy Pirate]

Macomo was in their for two reasons.

A) I needed someone to start the story off.

B) Hes my favorite NPC.

[Robert Ironcastle]

Keeping up the intrigue huh?*pulls hair out*
Nah,keep writing.I'd hate to see this come to a premature end.

[The Stealthy Pirate]

Chapter 2

Henry smiled faintly as the wind blew his hair back. He looked as a compass, and frowned. It was pointing back to the Caribbean. His smile returning, he steered the ship south. He could always use some more rum.
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“Well, well, if it isn’t Mister Stealthy.” Roger grinned evilly.
Stealthy growled. “Roger, I know you have been possessed. Let it go mate.”
“You see, when Jolly left my body, he gave me a little gift in return.” Roger’s eyes began to grow violet.
Without warning, Stealthy dived his hand into his coat, put on his rough tricorn hat, and began to chant under his breath.
Roger’s eyes began to widen. “You will never do i-“He cut off.
Stealthy finished the chant, and Roger suddenly had a swarm of wasps chasing him, fire chasing him, even chains.
Roger’s eyes glowed out of the darkness. “Very well Stealthy, have it your way. But make this clear: Whether in a month, a year, or in ten, I will be back. I am looking forward to seeing you again.” And with that, he disappeared.
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Stealthy groaned and woke up. Why did that have to come across his mind? Sighing, he got up from his bunk on the little sloop the Bountyhunter Fish. After he got up, he trudged to the helm of his ship.
“Morning, Sir. I have set a due course for Cuba.” His first mate, Hector Cannonbane, said.
“Thank you Hector, do you know why we are going here then?” Stealthy replied.
“Well… considering I be good with the voodoo, I have noticed it’s not up to scratch recently, and Tia lives on Cuba also.”
Stealthy bowed his head slightly. “Very good Hector.”
Stealthy walked back into the cabin.

“OI! WAKE UP MACOMO!” Stealthy shouted, his voice ringing so much that even he winced.
Macomo groaned, and sat up. “Why did ye have to wake me at this ungodly hour?!”
Stealthy grinned crookedly. “We are just leaving.”
The trip to Cuba was a fairly short one, just a day or two. When the Fish landed next to the tiny dock, Stealthy , Hector, and Macomo went immediately to the little bridge that entered Pantano Swamp. Tossing a few coins to the dockworker, he started off.

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Henry continued his way into the Caribbean. Following his compass, and after many years of traveling these waters, he saw he had to go to the island he disliked the most.

“SET SAIL TO CUBA YE BILGE RATS!!”
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I think you can see how its starting to piece together, dont ye?

[Captain Will Cannonfury]

Yeah, I do see how this is piecing together. It's really interesting Stealthy, I love reading suspense and adventurous stories. Keep it up!

[The Stealthy Pirate]

The best part is this: I make this up as I go along, piecing this together.

[The Stealthy Pirate]

Chapter 3

After coming to the bridge that led to Pantano Swamp, Stealthy and Hector crossed the bridge, and came across the person they were looking for.
“Stealthy and Hector, glad to see Macomo managed to find you during your warpath on the seas.” Tia said without looking up from petting a croc.
“Stealthy, I wish to show you something of vital importance, Hector, please wait outside.”
Stealthy followed Tia into the hut. It was cluttered with stuff and it was remarkable that a person could move through the stuff at all.
“So Stealthy, or Richard, as you were once called.” Stealthy flinched at the sound of his name, and checked behind him to see in fact that Hector was not listening in.
“First things first, you’re movements as a pirate are no longer being ignored. The navy and the EITC now have a 10,000 pound reward on your head.” said Tia calmly.
Stealthy raised an eyebrow sarcastically. “As if they were ignored in the first place.”
Tia smiled faintly. “You may remember, when you left the Navy, your father begged his soldiers not to come after you. But, after sinking their Newcastle, they killed your father, and your son, Stealth, was named Governor. “
Stealthy looked aghast. “Father- Dead? Stealth- turned on me… now he’s Governor?!” he muttered to himself.
Tia continued. “Since your son, who goes by the name John now, became Governor, he has turned Port Royal into a complete war base. Soldiers must go under interrogation if suspected of piracy. There is a curfew at 6:00, and all those above 10 years of age must see the pirates caught being branded.” Stealthy rubbed his own brand unconsciously. Tia continued with a voice layered in distaste; “Stealth has turned all the weapons and soldiers from Kingshead into Fort Charles, turning it into a miniature Kingshead its self. It is near impossible to get out onto the sea now, because it takes about 5 hours for all the soldiers to search your ship. Stealth has used his full extent of his power to reach into the caves of Port Royal to use some of the caught pirates to dig for money. The only good thing about this current situation is that any skeleton living on Port Royal has been killed. Now, since you’re movements are now not currently ignored, you must change your look.” She pointed a finger at him. Suddenly, Stealthy was wearing a yellow jacket, a light purple “shop” vest, a brown hat with both ends folded up high, gray paints, and a pair of boots that looked like the maker had a crude sense of humor. Suddenly, he felt his ponytail loosen, and his hair became jet black. His mustache was shaved off, and he felt most of his beard fall off, leaving only a goatee.

“Hey! I liked my mustache!” said Stealthy indignantly.
“Ah, but your mustache is the very thing that identifies you as Stealthy Cannoneer! I am sorry, but it had to go.”
“Very well, thank you for your information.” said Stealthy said slightly angrily. He stood, and turned to leave.
“Wait. I have one last thing.” Tia said.
Stealthy turned, but did not sit back down. “I have left you a War Sloop on the docks of Cuba. Now go!”
Stealthy grinned slightly, and departed. Hector was waiting slightly anxiously at the edge of the bridge.
“What took you so long? The navy is at the jail, and they seem to be coming this way.”
“Very well, but we may leave the Fish here. Tia has acquired a ship for us. But first, let’s head to the bar here. They have good rum.” Stealthy replied.
Hector smile faintly. “Who doesn’t?”
Stealthy nodded, grinning.
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When they reached the bar, they saw two men sitting at a table. When seeing Hector and Stealthy, they stood up.
“A many greetings gentleman, my name is Stealthy, and this is Hector, my first mate.” Stealthy said.
“Greetings.” said the first man who was wearing a gray hat with a feather of the same color and it, and a dark blue coat. The second man was wearing a red gaucho, and black-and-white pants.
The first man said, “I am Ivan Hood, and this is Jason Lockbane. We would wish to join your crew.”


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Dundundundun!!!!! Thank you WeirdBeard, HammyTheSquirrel, and Mr. Skiperdoo for letting me use their characters.

Comments and Criticism are welcome.

[WeirdBeard]

I love it! I like that i'm included very well in the story, so far...

[Mr. Skiperdoo]

Oo0oO0oOh! Can't wait to see if I die or not!

[The Stealthy Pirate]

Chapter 4

Stealthy stepped out onto the deck of the Golden Swan. The crew members looked up expectantly.

“So today we are going to sack Fort Charles and the Mansion.” Stealthy said, as casually as if he was wondering what the weather would be like tomorrow. The crew grinned among themselves. Their number was seven now, after picking up for people at the Faithful Bride. Racking his brains, he began to tell his plan to the crew.
“Del, Ivan, and Misty, my sources tell me that a ship filled with gunpowder is coming to port the day we pull this off. You will commandeer this ship, bring it to the back of the fort, and wait. Then, at midnight, you will lower a dinghy into the water, row off a bit, and then you will use a stave to light the ship ablaze, and then… BOOM!” Ivan, Del, and Misty nodded. Turning to the others, he continued. “Davy and Jason, you will blow up the Mansion. Use your swords and your grenades to light it ablaze.” There was a slight break in Stealthy’s voice, but thankfully, nobody noticed. “Hector, Meg, and I will attack the Wicked Thicket, which is a new residence for skeletons.” Stealthy paused. “We will be doing this in five days’ time, and I hope to see you all back here at one o’clock. This ship will be docked with an old friend, Darby Drydock.

~~~~~~~~~~~~5 days later, at the docks of Port Royal~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Misty, Ivan, and Del waited nervously at around 11 o’clock. Suddenly, out of the fog came a frigate, with red and with sails. By the info they collected, they knew this was the ship. When the soldiers tossed them the rope, thinking them dockworkers, they roped the ship in. That was the soldiers’ biggest mistake.

Cadet Edwards strolled around the front of the Fort, and yawned hugely. It was always a boring night for us night guards, he thought. Then, at exactly midnight, there was a loud boom, directly behind him, whirling around, he saw the stairs leading up to the fort mangled and twisted, the fort stones blackened and falling out, and the rest of the fort looked completely destroyed. Two minutes later, there was another resounding boom. He didn’t like to think what that blew up, but there was only one thing pirates would go for: the Mansion.
The Swan, 1 o’clock

“Well, it seems that we have finished our mission!” Stealthy grinned.

Suddenly, there was a ship with white sails loomed out of the mist, and it was heading for the Swan.
The captain of this mysterious ship came aboard, and smiled at Stealthy’s astonished face.

“Ah, Stealthy, it is so good to see you again!” Henry Mcbones grinned.

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Thanks to Meg Mcbones, WeirdBeard, Mr.Skiperdoo, Davy Fireskull, HammyTheSquirrel, Captain Del, and Dark_Pixie for letting me use their characters!