Dead men tell no tales

[The Stealthy Pirate]

ok, im giving writing a shot... if you dont like it... let me know...

P.S the title doesnt really have to do with this story...




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He woke up with a blistering headache, but matters much more important rose up, such as: Where was he? Who was he? He heard voices, but they seemed far away due to the pounding surf against his skull. The voices came nearer, and he tried to sit up, but the pain was too much to bear. He heard bits and pieces such as: " our savior.. " "it cannot be him" " he is too tall" He frowned, savior? That doesn't really sound like me, he thought. Then he woke. He managed to grasp the rusty, dented bars on the door. He gasped when he saw where he was. It was Cutthroat Isle, home to the infamous skeleton army of Jolly Roger. He recognized the uniform of the guard outside his cell. It was Navy. Suddenly, a royal and imposing man stood in front of him looking at him with slight amusement breaking across his amazingly pale face. " You know who I am,no? " "You are the assassin Gustav Schidmt, who is working for Cutler Beckett, to enforce 'order' in the Caribbean," I replied. " And i suppose you don't know who you are?" I shook my head. " Well, let me fill you in. You are the infamous pirate Stealthy Cannoneer. You foolishly attacked the EITC treausure fleet with your band of misfits." He then blacked out again.



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Well, did you like it or not? I would like to add more characters to the story and an editor would be great. PM me if you want to be either. Also, please give me truthful reviews. I don't want to take up space in the forum if noone likes it.