Burning and Broken

[The Stealthy Pirate]

Hi mates!

I have decided to try me luck once again at writing (dont think I dont hear yer groaning back there mates ). So without further ado, I present to you:

Prolouge

Henry glanced behind him, then realizing where he was, shook his head dumbly.


Henry happened to be an Officer in the British Royal Navy, and was standing on a bridge on Tortuga with a noose on his head. He was going to be hung for his supposedly evil actions. In truth, Henry was just doing his job. If his job said be a pirate, then he would be one. Sadly, it didnt.


He died a few short seconds later.

Chapter 1: Why is all the rum gone?

Stealth had a bayonet in his hand and was wearing an elaborate coat and pants.
He checked that he still had that last bullet in his hand. The bullet that would end it all.
He ducked behind a building as a skeleton platoon was marching forwards. They took no notice of him, fortunatly.

Stealth saw Jolly approaching, wrecking all of the buildings on Port Royal.

"Where are you, Stealthy? You cant hide forever you know." Jolly said.

"Right here," As bravely as Stealth could manage.

Jolly turned. Stealth took his aim and fired. Jolly took it without a flinch.

"You think a bullet can stop me, pirate?" Jolly replied, smirking.

"The bullet was lined with pure silver, Jolly." Stealth grinned.

Jolly's eyes widened with horror. "My minions will hunt you down. It is my town after all. And then," Jolly snickered," the ghosts will come."

Stealth put a boot to his head and stomped as hard as he could. Jolly went down to meet Davy Jones, taking Stealth's boot with him.

"Its a shame,"Stealth mused,"I really liked that boot.

Checking his rum bottle, he said, "Why is all the rum gone?"



And so that concludes it mates! Please review (*cough* Del *cough Davy *cough* *cough*).

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