[ WP ] `` The era of pirates will never end ! ''

After a hearty raid with me and my pirate mates, we seemed to be unstoppable. We kept raiding. We never got hurt. They always surrendered. We were unstoppable. Until the cap't got hurt. He said he'd just shrug it off. I saw him, scar below his eye, telling stories. He was a old sea dog who was once a sailor. His stories were legendary. But that was another day. This days, however... Within a couple of days, it was gangrenous. Doc said that they had to amputate. We held a funeral that next day. We made a funeral pyre out of a old, leaky rowboat. We sang while he drifted away, he who loved the sea. His first mate did the honors, and he presided over the funeral. 
 
 All seemed to be going well, we had taken a break from pirating the next day. The person above in the crow's nest shouted below,'' Privateer ship spotted!'' The new captain yelled above,'' What be their flags?'' `` Spanish, cap't!'' 
 
 I looked around shouting vigorously,'' All men to arms! Cannons at the ready!'' For I was the Master Gunner. I ran under, shouting orders, rousing the men out of bed. They pushed cannons into ready positions. They swabbed the insides then set a ball inside. 
 
 Above, the captain set the men to arms. `` Are all y'all ready? We're in a right fight for our lives here. We're gon na win it.'' The quartermaster growled, a pistol in one hand,'' Are you ready? This is your first test.'' The young captain nodded. `` I know, Richard.'' 
 `` You got this John. Cap't Brownings was a fine captain. You'll follow in his footsteps.'' 
 Without warning, cannonballs flew towards the ship. A man was taken out flying through the air, his ribs and lungs crushed by the cannonballs. I shouted,'' Fire!'' Again, my excellent marksmanship guided us. `` Good job boys! The main sail has fallen!'' 
 
 Above, the men waited skittishly for any action. `` They're coming closer!'' The men waited under cover again. 
 
 Below,'' Fire!'' I laughed rigorously. `` These Spanish dogs do n't know what they're dealing with men!'' 
 
 
 Above, they threw grappling hooks onto the ship. Captain John got up, shouting,'' Their coming men!'' Captain Archer to the side yelled,'' Phrasing!'' 
 
 That was my last memory of the words being shouted as they swarmed the ship. They far outnumbered us. Soon I was a privateer on a Spanish ship. This was the rest of my life. Until I earned their trust. That's what I shall do, gain their trust... Then, my plan will be set in motion. Luckily for us, they have accumulated so many pirates, I'm sitting on a little gold mine of pirates and pent-up hatred. 
 
 I had earned their trust. Plenty of hard work was worth it. One night, supposedly sleeping well, I stole the key from the quartermaster. I sneaked to the hold, and unlocked the gate. 
 `` C'mon...'' My old quartermaster came aboard. His eye had been damaged, one side of his face wrapped in bandages. `` Let's do this.'' We quickly handed out guns and pistols. `` Alright. This is a mutiny. If any of y'all do n't want to do this, go into the holds. But, but, ye be yellow bellied cowards if you do.'' We gave a silent cry, and we snuck quietly to the captain's quarters. He sat at his desk, a lantern on the desk, silently writing something. `` G'day mate.'' As he turned, I pointed the sword at his throat. 
 
 By morning, I was the captain of the ship.With fresh loot from the ship and new manpower, we were unstoppable. 
 

