The Cursed Gold

[Piccolo Mondo]

I know i'm relitivley newe here, but I've decided to do a story. Because I love writing stories.

Anyways...

Prolouge!

"Where are we?" asked Captain Vincent.
"Well, sir. It seems like were on the Baltic sea." said First Mate Barry.
"Well, what do you see way out there? It looks small but it's really tiny. Shiny, too."
"I see it too, sir."
"Well, SET ALL SIGHTS ON THERE!" Yelled Vincint.
"What is it?" said Roxy Fireheart.
"What happened?" asked Maria Truescarlet.
"Theres something out in the distance." siad Vincint. "Barry, Roxy, Maria, John, Farrowhugh, and Abigail! Get over here! Were sailing to that thing, under any curcumstances!" He roared.
"Yes sir." said the whole crew, scrabling to their postions.

[akamystic]

Eagerly anticipates part 2......



Robert Darkskull
Pistols N Bladez

[Piccolo Mondo]

Thanks! I wasn't sure if I would get a reply. lol

Part 1 (Chapter one)

"Sir! Enemy on the port bough!" yelled Barry.
"Man your stations!" yelled Vincent, going up to the steering wheel.
All the other crewmembers ran up to the six cannons along the Dark Blade's sides.
Loud booming happened, and clouds of smoke billowed up everywhere.
"Where are you Vincent!" Yelled Maria.
"By the steering wheel. They've rappeled across! Get you cutlasses out! Fight to the death!" Vincent roared.
Maria drew her cutlass, and rand toward the nearest enemy. Clang! they're swords clanged aganst each other. Maria continued, but the pirate was too quick. he quickly lashed out and struck her side. Maria was wounded, but brutally detirmened. She was now driven on anger, and scored a cut along his leg.
Meanwhile, John was squaring up to the captain of the enemy ship. He had a huge black beared, a pegleg and an eyepatch.
"Prepare to get another pegleg!" said John, quickly lashing at the other leg. The captain jumped, and came down with his sword. Whoosh! His sword just barley missed him as he doged to the side. John pulled out his grenade, and threatened him.
"I'll throw this and we'll all die." he said, memely bluffing.
"You wouldn't." sneered the captain.
John moved his hand toward the drawstring.
"I believe you." he said. "Just don't pull it." he said.
"Don't pull out you cutlass and retreat then, and I won't pull it."
"Agreed. RETREAT!" yelled the captain. Immidiatly, all of the enemy priates came toward the captain and went to the string they came on, whooshing across.
"Cut the strings!" yelled the captain.
All of the crewmembers climbed up and slahed all of the ropes down.
"Look sir! Were even closer to the object.
"Oh good! All hands on deck! Clean this mess up!" Said Vincent.
"Aye Aye Sir!" said all of the crewmembers, hands flying to thier forehead in a salute.
"Let's just hope that we don't get another attack." mumbled Vincent. "Our ship will sink if we do."