The Rise of Solo

[Solomon O]

Chapter 4

Solomon soon recovered. He knew something was different, he didn’t feel so hungry anymore or so thirsty, he had a new feeling, one he had never experienced before.

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Later the day Solomon sat on the dock, his feet were dangling in the water. He watched the cold water swirl around his ankles. Earlier the day, Estela had offered him a job in her army. He would start down in the lowest ranks but he might be able to quickly get promoted if he was loyal and helpful. They were called the Thirsty Souls, since most of them were souls that came back from the land of the dead. All them had a thirst for revenge.

Solomon had a plan to get a new ship. It would require some help though, so he headed to the Boss. “Excuse me, Miss Estela?”
“Aye, Solo” She replied quickly as if she knew what he was asking for
Solomon explained his plan in full detail to her. Her eyes gleamed in delight as he talked.

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“Here they be” Said Estela walking down a line of flexing pirates, “Me best crew”
In the line were; Hector, Paula, Jack Sharkbane – The 4th in command, Eliza Macmorgan – a pirate Solo had just met, and Anna Margaret. They weren’t much be he wasn’t going to need much.

It was nightfall when Solo was inspecting the line. They quickly boarded Solo’s rowboat – which had been tied to the dock – and started to sail around the island.
When they rounded a corner they saw the ship. It was a massive Ship of the Line. It had docked here for the night to drop off cargo. Now most men were sleeping on shore, the few left over would be no match for the 7 pirates. A cold breeze pushed the boat closer to the ship. The smell of drying paint hung around as if somebody had painted the ship.

The pirates rounded the ship and found a ladder. There were no navy in sight, they quickly scaled the hull. Solo was the first to reach the deck, the others soon followed.
The nearest group of navy men had their backs to the pirates, they were throwing knives at the mast. As silent as the grave Eliza and Anna sneaked up behind them. Eliza cut the throat of one and Anna another. The last 2 navy men turned around but were quickly killed. Solo spied another man by the helm, and another group sitting and playing poker some distance off. Hector tackled the group alone while Paula went to get the man by the helm. Not a noise was made.

Solo and the rest off the pirates went below decks to look for anymore men. They found a few but they were no threat at all.

The crew gathered on the deck, they had a new ship. Solomon shook hands with each of them, thanking them for their help. He was last to shake hands with Eliza. When their hand touched Solomon thought he felt a spark, he gazed up into her eyes. He had never believed in love at first sight, now he thought differently. Eliza quickly pulled her arm away and smiled.

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Thanks to the thirsty Souls, if anybody reads this, careful wat you do In the guild, migght become a story
-General Solo

[Solomon O]

Chapter 5

The crew had lined up on deck. The full moon shone brightly upon the pirates. The smell of blood laced the air. Stella (As Estela had been nick named), walked down the line which consisted off; Solomon, Eliza, Hector, Anna, and Paula. The remaining pirates from the war sloop had also joined them, they were called; Li Brighazzard, Alice, Jack Sharkbane and Mike. The war sloop had been sold.

After the pirates had been inspected they all went to their respected stations aboard the Ship of the Line. Solo was scrubbing the deck since he was the newest member. “ALL HANDS!’ Stella yelled loudly that it made him jump. Solo glance over the railing and saw the rest of the navy men were returning. Solo also looked to his left and spotted a swivel cannon. They required only one man to be fire. Beneath the swivel cannon there was a box of ammo. Solo loaded the cannon and fired. The shot went stray and splashed in the water mere meters away from a rowboat. He again fired this time scoring a hit and sinking a boat. The men aboard swam to the next rowboat.

The other pirates had also joined on swivel cannons. But three had chosen to take a normal cannon and worked together as a team to fear the fearsome gun. Soon most of the ships had sunk. The remaining 7 rowboats had an battalion of navy firing muskets and bayonets. Solo was struck in the arm by a bullet. It didn’t do any harm since it caught on his luck gold coin that was kept in a secret pocket. Solomon looked in disbelieve as a navy man aligned his musket up, aiming for Eliza. Time slowed down as the musket fired, Solo jumped to the side, pushing Eliza away and and took a bulled to his chest. The world faded to black

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Solo woke up in the ship’s infirmary. The smell of various potions lingered in the cabin. His shirt had been removed; the only thing he wore on his chest was a bandage that had a red mark on it. Solo heard footsteps and the door creaked open. “Oh, you’re awake!” said Eliza who was trained to some degree in doctoring. She unwound the bandage on Solo’s chest and quickly applied some disinfectant. The wound had been cut open when Solo was asleep to remove the bullet. It had caught on a rib. He was lucky to be alive. Eliza applied a new bandage and whispered “Thank You Solomon, you might of saved my life” She then quickly kissed Solomon on the cheek and scurried away blushing.

The next morning Solo was up bright and early. He was feeling a lot better. The ship had left Cuba almost immediately after the confrontation with the navy. They were now sailing in the direction of Padres, where Solomon was governor. He had taken up the position after his father had been abducted. He was young but the towns folk hadn’t really cared. Later in life he left the town, leaving it to be commanded by a friend who was filling his duty for as long as he chose to leave.

Later the day, Solo looked up from the railing he was giving a new coat of paint to. The smoke from Padres could be seen on the horizon. The volcano was always spewing smoke it never stopped. “Solomon!” yelled Stella, “Leave the painting and climb the crows nest, ye know these waters and need to guide us on our way!”
Solomon abruptly left the painting and climbed the railings. At the top was Eliza who was keeping a lookout too. “Hello Solo,” She said enthusiastically.
“Ahoy Eliza” He said. Eliza blushed and looked away. Solomon then stared at the smoke. Eager to be home. There were no obstacles but Solo would much rather be up here than down on deck painting. It wasn’t until late that night when they reached the island. The docked a distance off since the ship could enter shallow waters.

Solo was sleeping when he woke up. He had a feeling, whether it was good or bad he didn’t know. He walked up to the deck, he glanced around, the pirate that was meant to be up and guarding it was nowhere to be seen. Solo walked to the helm and pu a hand on it. Nobody was above decks. Except him. The patter of footsteps made Solomon swing around, he sword had already been drawn and he was now ready for action. Eliza came out of the shadows. Solomon put his sword back in the sheath. “Eliza where were you?” Solo asked, “You were meant to be on patrol.”
“I know, I was sitting back there when I saw you came”
“Oh-“ Solomon was cut off as Eliza put a finger to his lips.
“Shh, you’ll wake the others.” Solomon gazed in to Eliza’s eyes, he had never been in love before. Eliza gazed back and leaned in, kissing Solomon on the lips. Solomon kissed Eliza back. BOOM! It was so sudden it made both them jump. It sent shudders through the ship.

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Seems like Solomon is developing some romance lol.