Chapter 2

Seemingly to hide his nose in the book, he waited for Marsh’s men to come to him.  Captain Marsh didn’t disappoint.  Several minutes after Djin started his lookout, several Spanish officers stormed into the cabin.  He went with them, head down meekly.  When they emerged from the cabin, every member of Djin’s crew drew their swords and held the blade into the neck of their closest counterpart.  Djin said to the men beside him in Spanish, “You and your Captain have been had my dear fellows.  Surrender yourselves now or face the sword.”

Turning to him in disbelief, one of the men drew his sword.  His other men drew their swords as well.  “You devil.  We shall never give into you.”

“Then you shall die my dear fellow.  It’s pointless to fight me.” Djin said, unsheathing his own sword.

“Then I shall die with honor” the man said, before lunging at Djin.

Djin blocked and answered with his own thrust.  After a minute, Djin noticed that the poor fool was thinking out his moves.  He attacked at the right moment, and the man was dead at his feet.  Looking at him quickly before moving onto the next soldier who wasn’t busy, Djin muttered, “Sometimes I wonder about how little people listen to the rumors about me.  The fellow could have been a really good swordsman at my side.  What a waste.”

He met the next man and the next until his men had dispatched the last officer.  Standing before him now were those who would be loyal to his fleet.  “Alright men.  If you want to join me and my band of pirates, use my guns to sink that ship.  We have no further use of it.”

All the men rushed to do as he commanded.  Within minutes, the Spanish Zabra was down at the bottom of Davy Jones’ Locker.  Djin looked at his new loyal friends and said, “Good work men.  For all that don’t know me, I’m Captain Djin Stone, also known as the Sea Master.  Yes, all the rumors about me are all true.  Don’t be afraid of me or the rest of this surely bunch.  If you have any problems, feel free to discuss them with me at any time.  My First Mate Jack will show you where you’ll be staying until we make port and will tell you what you need to know to survive on my crew.”

Djin set course for the nearest port and set his crew about making as many repairs as they could.  When Jack and the rest of his new crewmen moved away, Djin put Jagger back in charge of the helm and went below decks to his cabin.  He called his new men in to talk to him one by one.  After getting their names, Djin told them of their weekly salary and what they could do to earn a bonus.

When night fell, Djin laid down to sleep, only to be plagued by worries over how he would pay the newest members of his crew.  He only hoped an answer would come to him in the morning.

Chapter 1

On the ‘Mare Padrone’

Somewhere off Cape Cod

            A knock sounded at Captain Djin Stone’s cabin door.  “Come in Mr. Jack.  What can I do for you today?”

            “Captain, I’ve got a message from Grant up in the Crow’s Nest.  Sir, he says that a Spanish ship is coming up fast in our tailwind.  Should we set course to intersect?”

            “Yes.  Arm the cannons, anchor away and tell the men to ready themselves for battle.  I’ll be right on deck Jack.  Also, run up our banner.  Let’s see what those old sea dogs want with us” Djin said to his first mate.

            “Yes Captain.” Jack said and moved to leave the room.  “I dare them to try to make a fool of the Sea Master and his crew.”

            Djin smiled as Jack left the room.  He wrote one last note in his leger and quickly marked his place in the book he was reading.  As he marched out on deck, he muttered, “It’s good to have loyal friends like the members of my crew.”

            Heading to the helm of his ship, Djin took over for his second mate, Jagger and looked in the direction of the Spanish Zabra that Jack had told him about.  Recognizing the other ship’s banner, Djin yelled to Jack, “Mr. Jack, run up the Jolly Roger.  That bastard doesn’t mean to be friendly-like.  Maybe that will change his mind before messing with this pirate!!!”

            In answer to the ‘Mare Padrone’ flying the Jolly Roger, the Captain of the Zabra sent three cannonballs into the foremast and the side of the ship.  “Alright.  I guess they want to play hardball.  Mr. Jack, let’s retaliate.  Let’s show them the full extent of our gunnage.”

            “Ay Ay, Captain” Jack replied.

            Yelling to the other members of the crew, Jack said, “Alright you lazy bones, arm the cannons and fire at will.”

            And so the battle raged on until the Zabra sent a cannonball into the ‘Mare Padrone’s’ mainmast, rendering most of the ship’s movements.  Seeing his ship’s defeat at hand, Djin took Jack aside and said, “Let’s run up the white flag.  Let them think that they’ve won.  Hell,  help them load our cargo onto their ship if they ask for it.  When they go to leave us out here, seemingly to die out here on our own, we attack when they least expect it.  Plan on doing anything you can to make sure that there are no survivors on a ship that DARES take on the Sea Master.”

            “Ay sir.  Should I pass on the plan to the rest of the crew?” Jack replied.

            “Yes, that way no one gets hurt.  I’ll be in my cabin.  Call me when it’s over.  There are things I have to tend to.”

            “But what about the cargo sir?  Surely it’ll be lost when the other ship goes down.”

            “Jack, I value the lives of our crew over the cargo in our hold.  If we were to fight more, the whole crew would go down with the ship.  I’m not about to lose the ship and my crew over something as trivial as some cargo.  Especially since we can always get more, we don’t want to risk it.”

            “Alright.  Operation Sheep underway.  I’ll come get you when all the unpleasantness is over.”

            “Thank you Jack.” Djin said before heading into his cabin.

            As he listened to the sounds of his upcoming victory over the Spanish dog that thought to best him on his turf, he thought about how he was going to reward Jack and the rest of his crew for their blind loyalty.  Djin opened his leger once more and wrote:

                        “For his ability to listen to my orders without question,

                        twenty extra dollars in Mr. Jack’s salary pouch.”

            Content that Jack would be well contended with that reward, Djin went back to his reading until he could come up with a way to come up with the money to pay his crew’s loyaly.

                                                    -end of Chapter 1-

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