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Chapter 2: Bishop
“Alright, here we are men,” The captain of the frigate said. “Port Royal, possibly the safest place you’ll ever know.” He said as he caught sight of a dockworker making sure the ship was securely tied up. “Now you’ll all meet with your respective officers, they’ll tell you what you need to know.”
The captain waited until the ship was ready to begin unloading, and once the dockworkers gave the ok, he turned his attention back to the waiting men onboard. “Team A will assist in loading off the supplies, Team B will meet up with Commander Rutherford, and I’m sure Team C knows where to go.” He said making his way off the ship. “Good day gentlemen.”
Ivan stood silent on the deck of the ship. He knew that he wasn’t with any of the teams, and Howard had already left with team C. The only possible explanation he could think of was that they were singling him out, that they wanted him alone.
“Ah, there you are. Are you by any chance Ivan Hood?” A man asked. By the looks of it, he was either an EITC officer, or some sort of merchant.
“Yes sir.” Ivan said, trying not to be disrespectful. “You’re correct.”
“Well then Ivan, let’s get you to your superior.” The man said gesturing his hand to signal for Ivan to follow him. “We’ve been waiting for you,” He said, stepping of the ship’s plank and onto the wooden dock below. “Ever since we heard of what you did back in England, we’ve been desperately awaiting your arrival.
“Wait, you’ve been expecting me?” Ivan asked, confused but still a bit proud at the point.
“Why yes, once we heard about your run-in with those pirates, well let’s just say we’d like you to continue with what you’ve done.” The man said, striking one of Ivan’s deepest memories.
Back in England, a few months ago, there was news about a group of assassins who were targeting some of the more high ranking officials in the area. Naturally this intrigued Ivan, whom at the time had nothing better to do.
He remembered going to the tavern to get information, tracking down sources, and then finally reaching the source itself. Once he reached the source, he was able to figure out the location of their hideout. Once he reached the hideout on that night, he commenced the slaughter of countless “Pirates”.
“I’m very grateful sir,” Ivan said, following the man into an alleyway. “I didn’t know I had such a reputation.”
“For what you are, you’re not
that popular,” The man replied, moving his head side to side as if he was looking for a specific building. “We’re just in desperate need of pirate hunters.” He said, finally coming to a stop. “Ah, here we are,” The man said, opening the door. “Now I expect you to be very respectful to the Commodore.” He said, leading Ivan into a medium sized entry room. “I’m afraid he’s not in the best of moods today.”
The man looked over towards a door positioned at the opposite side of the room. “He’s in there, probably talking to a naval officer. I’m sure when he’s done you can go in there and… “I don’t care, if the soldiers are tired, we need to find their position now!” Came a loud voice from behind the door.
“That would be him…”
“Very well sir, I’ll tell the troops that they’re not getting any leave time soon.” Another voice said. “Good day sir.” He said as Ivan could begin to hear footsteps coming closer to the door.
The door flung open, revealing a mad naval lieutenant trudging outside the building, and into the streets outside.
“Now then, let’s move on, shall we?” The man said, opening the door into the Commodore’s office.
“Well who do we have here?” The Commodore said. “This must be the new hit man I ordered. He said, his mood changing from furious rage to a calm, casual feeling.
“Yes sir, that’s correct.” Ivan said as nervous as the new kid on the first day of school. “Although I don’t really prefer the term hit man, since eradicating criminals isn’t the only thing in my criteria.”
“Oh?” The Commodore said, a smile making its way onto his face. “Very well then, Commander Henson, you’re dismissed.” He said, waving off Ivan’s escort.
“Good luck Ivan,” Said Commander Henson. “You’re gonna need it.” He said, as he left the surprisingly upkeep building, only to have a sudden change entering the dirty streets of Port Royal.
“Come come now, we don’t want you wasting all your energy while still being immobile now, do we?” The Commodore asked. “It’d be much more suitable for you to sit while we discuss the matter.” He said while Ivan took a seat in front of the table where the Commodore was seated. “My name’s John Bishop, or Commodore Bishop if you prefer.” He said taking a note out from his desk. “You see this?” He said, handing Ivan the note. “This note speaks of EITC shipment records for each port in the archipelago.”
“So?” Ivan wondered.
“So, don’t you see anything strange with this document?” Asked Commodore Bishop.
Other than the obviously sloppy penmanship riddling the paper, the only thing that seemed out of place was that certain shipping records were circled in. And not only were some circled in, but they all seemed to be ones following a pattern, some sort of system. Nothing seemed too out of place until his eyes reached the bottom of the paper. There he saw words inscribed “Return this paper to Reynard as soon as possible”.
“You see that?” The Commodore said, speaking up. “We’re pretty sure that’s the work of none other than the pirate Marcus Reynard.” He said, scooping up the document once again, and putting it safely away in his desk. “Your mission is to find this… Reynard, and exterminate him.”
“W-Where should I begin?” Ivan asked, a bit shocked he had already received orders to kill someone.
“You should begin by going to Tortuga, and finding out more about this Reynard fellow. Such as his whereabouts, any information on his crew and you can even ask the local ladies of they know a little about him.” Commodore Bishop replied. “And if you want, you can keep Commander Henson with you if you’d like.”
Ivan was about to get up from his chair when he heard the Commodores words. “Alright,” He said. “I’ll make sure he comes with me.”
“Good,” Bishop said, a pleased look in his eyes. “Take this with you.” He said, handing Ivan a paper certifying that Commander Henson would be working with Ivan for the time being.
“You’re dismissed, return to me when you have either killed him, or captured him.” He said just as Ivan began to get up from his chair and exit the room. “Oh and Ivan,” He said, prompting Ivan’s head to turn around. “If any pirate gets in your way, you have the right to slaughter him if you’d like.”
Ivan nodded, and exited the room in which Bishop resided. Now all he had to do was find this Reynard guy.
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