[Solomon O]

Chapter 2

The ship had cast off, his home island was being swallowed by the horizon. After the Captain had heard Solomon's Story about his family he had adopted him as his own son. The Crew of La Revanche des Brouillards grew fond of Solomon.

Solomon loved hearing stories abouth the ocean. Anytime he had to spare, Solomon would try and presuade Henry Seaflint to tell him a stroy, Henry's stories were the best, it could be about people that were half fish to people that were dead yet still haunted the caribbean. the crew was surprised to find Solomon extremely talented with the sword. He had revealed that when he was old enough and strong enough to lift a sword his dad had taught him how to weild one.

The crew soon started calling Solomon, Solo. This was because of hs name and the fact that he tried to do alot of stuff on his own. Solo soon learnt how to raise sails, steer the ship, play poker and other stuff aboard the La Revanche des Brouillards.

One foggy night, after everybody had gone to sleep Solo woke up. This was unusuall for him. He listened to the creak and moans of the ship, and the splash of water outside. What was wrong, he thought. He slowely got up and made his way to the upper deck. There he found Henry Seaflint on guard duty by the wheel. As he made his was over Henry said "You have that feeling too? me mum says it be me sixth sense, like I know that im being watched or folowed or Im not alone" He looked at Solo for a long minute, the icy spray of the ocean in his face, his beard flapping in the wind. "You look paly, maybe ye should head back below decks"
"Aye" replied Solomon, but as he said it, out of the corner of his eye he spotted a ship, heading for them.