A Hunter's Treasure

The Moon was a Ghostly Galleon

Before we get into it, HUGE SHOUTOUT to PrincesMelody12 for sending this story to me!! Without them, I wouldn't have been able to republish this story, because I didn't have it saved!! ❤️❤️ THANK YOU LOVELY

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Sooo... hey, lovelies! Wattpad decided to ban my OneArtsyGamer03 account... which is so great am I right

*cries*

It's fine! Totally fine. Right now, I'm just focusing on republishing all my old stories. They will be left unedited, as I'm going to be publishing new, fresh versions of these stories anyway so there's not really any point in editing these ones. I just wanna get them back up for you all to find.

That being said, I will not be editing anything or fixing anything in these old stories since I'm writing up new better versions of these anyway! So I'm just gonna be copying and pasting the chapters, leaving in all author notes and everything. <3

Also! I'm also going to be copying this message into all my old stories so if you see it again that's why

Without further delay, welcome home, lovelies.

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Sooo this intro is gonna be a little bit different from the normal one with young Jacob. I'm adding some stuff that wasn't in the movie, because I'm writing it and I can— but also because I think it would be a little more interesting.

Also if you know where the title is from, I love ya

(It's from a song I loveee)

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Third Person P.O.V

The sky above was dark with just a hint of a gentle, navy blue, stars scattered along the it and the moon a full, rounded shape that glowed ever so slightly. Dark clouds were above as well, blocking out some of the sky and moon and threatening to pour rain any moment.

Wood creeks softly as an average sized traders ship sails across the calm waters, a few crew members on the deck quietly speaking to one another.

Most of the crew was asleep down below the deck for the night, the cargo of supplies and gunpowder lined up in crates along the walls in the cargo holder.

Two men boisterously laugh and chatter indistinctly with their group of friends as they play cards, one of the larger men laughing and cheering as he scoops the pile of gold towards him after winning with his hand.

A woman with unkempt hair slept up above in the crows nest, leaning back in her chair with her feet kicked up and her arms behind her head as she snored softly with a bandana over her eyes.

The Captain of the ship stood with his back to the wheel, a smoking pipe hanging between his jagged, decaying teeth as he watches the waters for a moment with icy eyes. The corners of his eyes were wrinkled from old age, a permanent set of laugh line wrinkles on his cheeks as well, and his hair a silvery white.

Rain starts to gently rain from the sky due to the dark clusters of clouds overhead, soft thunder booming a bit.

He scans the ocean as he removes the pipe from his mouth, exhaling smoke softly. Deeming it a calm night, he turns and heads down the steps to the deck, heading towards his cabin to rest for a bit.

The woman above jolts away briefly at the sound of children giggling, making her snort and wipe the drool from her chin. She adjusts her bandana over her eyes before she relaxes, falling asleep in an instant once more.