Meeting:
Rowling stood at the bow of the ship watching the cliff as the pulled into Raven’s Peak two other ships trailed behind him. Rowling's ship was a deep dark cherrywood, he had liked the cherry color of it because it reminded him of blood stained wood. He wanted the fear aspect to be in everything he did. His sails were a deep dark blood red and his personal flag was white with a sword hanging above a headless man’s body. He even named the ship Trepidation. It was written on the side of the ship in deep dark bold letters.
He studied the green mossy rocks that covered the side of Raven Peak. The excitement and anxiety of waiting was getting to him. He turned his attention to the two other ships. They were nothing great but they would outnumber Jack. That way if he even thought about fighting he would second guess him
Battle: Claire made her way across the lower deck. The Crown was pulling up closer to the Evening Star. Claire smiled seeing her ship. She missed being captain. She missed commanding a crew and a ship. It felt good to see it. As the Crown pulled up on the other side of the Evening Star Claire spotted Jacob at the helm, his eyes locked with hers and a rush of relief washed over Jacob. She was safe and looked good. Claire smiled and waved at him. Jacob nodded in her direction. Jack walked up to her from behind his eyes locking with Jacob as he slid his hand around Claire’s waist pulling her close to him. Jacob narrowed his eyes at Jack. He hadn't heard the full story yet but all Jacob knew was Jack was the reason Claire was in danger. Claire looked from Jack to Jacob confused. “So your first mate, he feels….. protective over
Flames:Jack stood in the center of Rowlings ship looking around. He looked to the men who were now standing still waiting for orders. Everyone had eyes on him.“Captain?” Dean asked the question that all were thinking.Jack cleared his throat looking about the ship. He hated this ship, hated everything it stood for. He glanced at the men who he hoped were just victims as well.“You all have ten minutes gather your belongings and get on the Evening Star. From there you can get on whichever ship you please and head to wherever. This ship doesn't leave this cove.” Jack shouted.“Dean, Logan I need you to round up whatever treasur
Home:As the Evening Star pulled out of the cove Claire glanced at Jack who was trying his best to keep himself up right. Claire sighed, shaking her head, she glanced over at Jonah who looked just as worn out as well.“Allright to bed boys.” Claire said, crossing her arms in front of her chest.“What?” Jonah said confused scowling.“Are you coming with me?” Jack smirked, stepping closer to her.“No. You both need rest. I can handle the ship with Logan. You both need to actually relax.” Claire said, swatting Jack lightly as he came to her.Jack sighed, pulling her c
*warning: book contains violence, adult content, sexual content, and foul language. Some content may trigger some and is not appropriate for all ages. Thank you for reading _ S.E Dymek*Voyage:Claire stood staring into the mirror, her reflection staring back at her. She studied her face, her big sky blue eyes filled with seriousness. She had been up for hours going over everything. What route she was going to take, how long it should take her and how to hold herself in the company of the crew. She had paused for a second just to watch the sunrise, the light dancing across the waves was magic. After that she had returned to looking at herself in the mirror. She had pulled her long golden hair back into the tightest ponytail she could muster. Swallowing hard she continued the staring contest with herself. As if the Claire in the mirror had answers for her
Attack:Jonah watched the captain as his stomach dropped. The queen colors would now make them an enemy to the crown. Pirates were already frown upon but now the queen will personally be attacked and she will not sit by. He knew why the captain was doing it. They were under a time crunch. Right now they were between a rock and a harder place. If they did not deliver to the “pirate king” he would most likely kill them and if they attack the queen’s ship. They will have a bounty placed on their heads. The Captain took over stirring. His grip tightening on the wheel as if he couldn't wait much longer.The unsuspecting ship slowly made its way towards them. Jonah glanced at the crew below. They were ready, they looked almost hungry like they've been bored for too long.“Get Ready Boys
Encounter:Her eyes met his at the sound of her name. She narrowed her eyes at him as he slowly dropped his sword away from her neck. Who was he? She stepped towards him squinting as she studied his face. Her eyes searched, his hazel eyes were familiar, it was like she knew each freckle of gold in them, and his rulely tousled bronze hair reminded her of a young boy she used to know.“Claire.” He repeated his name with a smile slowly coming to his face.“Jackie?” She whispered, unsure of the words coming out of her mout
Aboard:Claire stood aboard The Evening Star, her anger fuming off of her. She couldn't imagine this man being the boy she once knew. The boy who kept her safe aboard the Morning Star. The boy who would every month come back and see her with Jason. Those weekends were the best. He would always bring her something back from his trips. Her hand unknowingly went to her chest. Underneath her shirt hung a necklace. It was an aquamarine stone that hung off a simple silver chain. She smiled softly at the memory.Claire’s feet dangled off the dock; she had just turned fifteen that passing summer. It was September, the day was still long and still hung on to the warmth of summer. She had been counting down to this weekend. Jack was returning, Claire had not seen him in four months. He had written to her and let her know that this
WoundedJack pushed open his cabin door holding it open slightly for Claire who was mumbling under her breath behind them. The ship began to pull away from The Crown. Claire took a deep breath in as she watched her long awaited dream disappear. Her stomach knotted up. She told herself that this was for the best and she was saving her crew by doing this, which any good captain would do. Jack made a small throat noise as he stood in the doorway of his cabin. She sighed again following in after him. She walked over to his desk and began clearing things out of the way. Jack was about to fuss at her but his arm was beginning to bother him. He sat in the chair next to it. He was feeling a little light headed. He glanced down at the puddle beginning to form under his hand. A knock at the door drew his attention.“Come in.&