Against all odds - A trial of man's desire to live

[The Commodore]

Part One - Reckoning

The spectral cannonballs cast a grim flash of light as the hurtled toward the Sloop of War. At the helm was a salty dog, a pirate no less, named Zeke. He screamed for the men to take cover, as he desperately tried to spin the ship to avoid the cannons. It was a futile effort, as the screaming heads of death ripped into the ship, gutting it. Zeke's last image was of a ghastly beast walking towards him. Jolly Roger, he said as he blacked out.

"Wake up pirate!!!" Zeke's eyes shot open, recognizing the voice. "Jolly Roger, we meet again," Zeke said. The undead pirate looked at him, trying to decide what rank of the undead this incredible person would become. "Ye shall become one of my raiders, to serve me for all time." Zeke shook his head, as he watched his men being transformed into the ghastly abominations that he killed daily to survive. "I will never submit to yer rule, you monstrosity." The Roger looked at him. "So be it... Drop him in the water." A swarm of creatures lifted him up and tossed him into the sea, miles from any known island. "When the sea becomes to hard for ye to swim, I will be waiting Leyland. You will join my crew..." A harsh laugh and a flash of the lightning, and the War Frigate known only as The Harbinger of Death sailed away. Zeke Leyland began swimming, using the stars. "If I can get to padres, I can get a ship and make it back to Tortuga." Unbeknown to him though, the trials he would endure were only just beginning.

Well, that's most of part one. I'll add more later.

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