The Captain of the Black Dragon

Chapter six: A Forgotten Man

"I was marked as well, see? Look, I don't want any trouble... So here's the plan........"
I smiled mischievously as he told me what to do. This man. This man should be on my crew.
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Walking out of the dining room, my hands were loosely tied between a thin rope. The man was 'dragging' me by the wrists. He looked back at me, and slightly nodded. The plan is in action- time to sound off.
"NOW, DOMO!!!" I screamed.
Domo swung on a rope, towards my brothers ship. The rest of the crew swung over, and killed the men who were restraining them. I held my hands out in front of me, and the man swiftly turned around and sliced through the rope all in one motion.
I pulled out my sword, and had my pistol in my other hand. He had my back, I had his. I shot the man in front of me, dead in the eye. And the man that scurried from below deck- I shot him through the ear.
"WHAT THE HELL?!" I heard my brother exclaim. He burst from his quarters and his face was a burning red.
A random man ran up to me, sword aimed for my eye. I sidestepped, and sliced his throat. He fell to the deck, bleeding out.
Suddenly, a dagger flung towards me, and I quickly ducked.
When I turned around, I looked in horror.
The man that helped me...the dagger was firmly in his skull, and he fell to the ground, face first.
DAMMIT! I thought. He could've been such an asset!!
No time to think of it now... I hurriedly looked around the deck and saw there were two men that were part of my brothers crew, and my brother. My crew had been fighting off most of them, and it didn't surprise me that there was only a couple left. I looked at one of the men. Just as I did, I saw Daniela pierce a dagger through his heart. I cringed.
The other man that was there screamed in horror as Karstiela slid her sword quickly along his abdomen.
All that was left- was my brother.
"He's mine." I grumbled as I sped-walked past my crew. They all backed off and surrounded us, swords ready in case he hurt me. But I wouldn't worry about that too much.
"Ye killed our mother! Ye betrayed Domo and I! Ye called me a filthy pirate! Ye branded me! And I'm done with the shit ye've put me through! I fucking hate ye, Rick- and if I have to live one more second knowing that yer still alive, then I'd think I'd go insane!"
He grinned. "Then I guess you'll go insane-while you're DEAD!" He yelled as he lunged towards me.
Suddenly, everything was in slow motion, except for me. I watched him slowly run towards me with his sword pointing straight at me. Swiftly, I side-stepped and he slowly grazed past me. I slung my sword just as he turned around and hit his weapon, it falling out of his hands and falling to the ground.
Quickly, I went to kick it, but he grabbed it too fast and lunged at me.
His sword barely cut through my shirt. I was about to swing at him, but his sword clashed into mine, creating a loud, ear piercing sound of metal-on-metal.
"Give up, Kahtarina! Your crew can't stand mine!"
"What crew, Rick?!"
He stopped and looked around him. His whole crew was slaughtered. He looked back at me, with furious eyes. "You bitch!!" He charged at me, and everything was slow again.
I used my sword to knock his from his grip, and I slid mine to Karstiela.
I bent close to the ground, and swung my leg around, so I could trip Rick.
Just as everything sped up, he did a flip, so he was on his feet again, his body in a fighting stance.
I looked at my bother, long and hard. His dirty blonde hair was scattered. He had blood dripping from his forehead, and from his mouth. His green eyes were dialated.
I ran up to him, and did a roundhouse kick, hitting him in the temple. Unfortunately, he didn't go 'out-cold'. But-he did fall to the deck.
I quickly got on top of him, and whipped out my dagger, holding it to his throat.
"Ye can either walk the plank as I burn yer ship to ashes, or I can slit yer throat and watch ye bleed and burn all at the same time!"
He had fear in his eyes as he stared into my green eye and my white one. His forehead was doppeled in sweat.
"Well?!" I spat.
He cringed. "D-Do as y-you wish.."
"Pitiful. Ye can't even choose yer own death."
I began to grin.
~Domo POV~
I watched Kahtarina as she sat over her brother. I held my sword up, in case this bastard tried sometching on my captain.
She was beginning to laugh at him. "Ye are gonna die either way so make up yer mind!"
Has the captain...lost her mind?
"K-Kahtarina.... Just do it. I've wanted to die since I k-killed our m-mother."
Her eyes got wide and her devilish grin faultered. She furrowed her brows and then scowled.
She jumped off of him, and snatched him by the arm. She drug him to a piece of rope that she dropped after the man that helped us cut it off. She tied it around his hands and walked to the plank.
"Look at me." She barked.
He turned to her and the crew watched, in both anger- and disgust.
"May Davy Jones have mercy on yer soul, brother. Now- do Ye have anything left to say?"
Rick looked at her, with hatred in his eyes.
" I love you, Kahtarina."
And then he jumped.
He fell into the dark blue drink we call the ocean.
Commadore Rick Smithstead was now forgotten. Probably pronounced dead.
Kahtarina looked down in the water, and after a few minutes looked away. She turned and walked towards our ship. She stopped in front of me, her short hair and frock coat moving frantically in the wind.
Without looking at me, she said "Burn it."
She then walked across the planks and to her bunker, without saying another word.
I hate seeing the captain like this.
It worries me sick.