68 Subterfuge.. (2/2)

The sultry and humid temperature of the night sea did nothing to help deal with the workout that she had undertaken in relative silence. The townsfolk on Las Camp had talked about a draft of chill that had come in these days from the sea, but it seemed that the temperate climate still remained as unforgiving as it always was.

Now came the tough part. The captain.

She still smelt the burning oil lamp that existed in his cabin. She knew that he was not asleep yet. In fact she never knew when he slept, always he would stay awake long after most of the crew, and woke up earlier than them as well.

With a dull thud she slowly walked up the wooden steps that led to the captain's cabin. As the water washed against the bottom of the ship, she could not help but contemplate the decision that she would take.

She had seen the captain's ability before, she knew that she could not run up to him. She had to sneak attack him.

And so, as the door creaked inward she leapt into action. Her hands unsheathed the rapier that hung against her hip.

With a clang the thin blade moved quickly and poked towards the captain's back.

”Don't move! I don't want to hurt you! Raise your hands above your head and turn around slowly.” She said shoving the blade into the gap between his shoulder blade.

With slow movements he did as she asked, turning around as he chuckled. ”Nice sword you have in your hand Angella, I wonder, what are you doing with it?”

”Don't move! From here we're going to move the ship towards my home. Then you can turn yourselves in! I don't want to kill you!!” She said, her voice steady as she commanded him in what she hoped was an authoritative voice.

”Since we're moving in that location, I mean why not? But I must ask, why are you doing this? It doesn't seem like you to take a group that you chose to join and turn them over to their enemies.”

”Humph! If it wasn't for the amount of children on this crew, do you think you would be alive? You might be a pirate but I haven't seen you do anything contemptible, so you must be mistaken. Don't influence children with some fantastical definition of piracy! After all, pirates are the scum of the seas!” She announced as she tried to maintain her sword against his chest.

”So, you think that since I claim that I am a pirate and those brats have joined my crew, they'll be treated like pirates by the world, and maybe even become like those frustrating trash of the seas? Hah, how self righteous of you! You think that the world will see it like you do? Anyone that sails on these seas under a banner that does not reek of the world government's slavery or of the noxious white of their dogs is a pirate!

I am not wrong with what a pirate is, you are! Your trust of the world baffles me! If the world is as righteous as you make it out to be, then why was it a pirate that sprung you from the trap that the world had no issue putting you in?” He asked mockingly, his eyebrows raised as his arms stretched outward as if he was challenging the entire world.

”You're wrong! It wasn't the world that threw me into slavery, it was you pirates!” She roared as she remembered 'her' crumpled up face before her.

”If that may be, it was still the world that did nothing about it!” he fired back with an equal vigor to the venom in her tone.

”SHUT UP!” and with that roar she threw her hand forward, but right then;

”pere pere pere pere…”