Few, are Chosen for Greatness

[muffin pirate]

Little Story I am making. Didn't tell me editor because I wanted to see how good I was...
Well Here It is:

* The Story's Begins *


"Gunshots and explosions, the last thing any eight year old girl wanted to hear. I dropped what I was doing and ran to her house.

Blood-Thirsty Pirates were ransacking the village.

I sat there in the cold with my mother until my father got news from the town leader, Jack Sparrow. Finally, he came home. With a worried face, he told us the news. He was told that he had to rally the Marceline Guild in order to save the town.

My father, leader of Marceline Guild, Had to Follow orders. Before he left he hugged me and told me to hide in the parlor. Then he took his Famed Cutlass and left.

That was the last time I saw him....."

"Wow, I never knew you were related to the famed Captain Walter Rachel", Pirate J said.

"Well now you do J", Rachel exclaimed with a bit of rage in her voice, "But now I must be getting home".

"Well, ok", Pirate J said.

"Bye J!"

"Uh, Good Night Rachel" he sputtered. Breathing Deeply,"Another blown opportunity...."

Rachel took out her cutlass and wasn't afraid to use it. Rachel had been a pirate since she was old enough to sail. She could never forget the death of her father. It still haunted her to this very day. She had made a fair living, but had not been able to afford her own room. She was forced to rent a room at Redrat's home.

She loved, but hated the trek from town to Jack's house. She a affection for the beach. Every once in a while she snuck out just so she could feel the cool breeze against her sorrow face. Life had been hard to her but she had somehow made it with the help of dear friends.

She finally reached her destination. The home of Jack Redrat. It wasn't much, but it somehow fit Jack's standards. As always, Jack had warned her about the skeletons around his house before she left in the morning. She was always careful about that.

When she reached the house, something didn't feel right. As she opened the door she smelled something peculiar.

"Hello Jack.... Eeeekkk!", Rachel screamed, " Jack!"

Jack laid dying on the floor of his own home.

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There you go guys... Post what you think. Sorry it is so short, thought it would be enough but I guess it isn't. I will make it longer next time though. EDIT: I have made the story longer.