►Assassins creed imagines book two

►Edward imagine #1

Warning: slight cursing (fuck yeah!)

summary: one of the most wanted pirate captain's in the Caribbean has lost power. What happens when the pirate they hate most comes to the rescue?

"What will we do with a drunken sailor,

What will we do with a drunken sailor.

What will we do with a drunken sailor,

Earlay in the morning?"

I couldn't take it anymore. All day long they sang the same song. The same damn fucking song!

They were all taunting me, I know it. As I sat chained up in the cargo hold I prayed that they will soon kill me and toss my lifeless body into the sea so I no longer had to listen to their dreadful singing. Even after trying to escape from the chains that stopped me from going anywhere, I sat in silence. I couldn't believe I let this happen.

It's really a short story. One minute I'm the captain of my own ship and the next my crew cried mutiny and threw me down in the cargo hold. Apparently they had been planning this for about a month now right under my nose. After I had retired ever night to my cabin my first mate George rounded up the crew below deck and convinced them all to turn against me.

Footsteps drew closer towards me and I looked up to see who it was. Speak of the devil.

"Don't worry, I know how much you hate shanties, you'll be dead soon" George came up to me with a smug smirk on his face, on his finger he twirled a set of keys that I assumed one was to my chains just to mock me.

"Go fuck yourself." I spat at him.

However that comeback earned me a slap to the face, my cheek burned and I could feel it turn to a shade of red. After slapping me George harshly grabbed my chin to force me to look directly into his angry eyes.

"Do you really want that to be your last words you little bitch?" He snarled.

I just glared daggers into his eyes and he let go of me and walked away, I just watched and groaned in frustration. I never thought I would die from the hands of my crew then again I never thought of death. Although sailing across the ocean and coming across other pirates was dangerous death isn't something I'm afraid of, but now that I was getting closer to knocking on deaths door I couldn't say I wasn't just a bit scared.

"FIRE!"

My eyes snapped opened as I heard the sounds of cannons firing then cannon balls crashing into the sides of my ship. I had fallen asleep for god knows how long but I'm still alive. Above deck I could hear my crew shouting and the sound of swords smashing together with the occasional sound of pistols going off.

The fighting soon stopped and then the shouts of victory from whoever won, I hope my crew was slaughtered by friendly pirates. However the chances of that happening was not good for me.

"Come on lads, let's see the cargo!"

Once again footsteps drew closer to the cargo hold, first two men came in that look like crew members. They saw me chained up and looked surprised until one of them ran off.

"Captain you better come see this!" I heard them shout.

I waited patiently and the crew members were joined by a man, as soon as I took one look at him I instantly wanted to instantly jump off the side of my ship and get eaten by sharks. I could of been saved by any pirate who was passing by to steal some cargo but it had to be him.