When the sun sets on me...

[The Commodore]

Part IV

The silence before the storm, eh Zeke? Zeke paused to check all his weapons, the pistols, his many assorted blades and daggers, the heavy custom designed cutlass strapped to his belt, and the weapons of voodoo he carried, his staff and his doll. "Are the barrels in place Jason?" A nod answered that question. "Good, maybe that'll slow em down..." Zeke sighed and took a swig of rum. "Get some riflemen up on that rock next to the shipwrights. Make sure the main town is closed off." Then, the sight that drained all their faces; Naval Ships of War. "Stand ready!!!!!!!! Today we fight for our freedom, today we fight for our home, TODAY WE FIGHT FOR THE CARIBBEAN!!!!!!!!!!!!"