The Story of a Pirate ~A PIRATE101 FANFICTION~

Dream come true.. Or did it?

It was my dream come true. The Commodore, a great trainer stood in front of me.  "Why, hello there. Why have you come?" The Commodore asked me, briskly. I realized the Commodore beared an eerie to that of Cunning Casey Jimko, Jonies cousin.. Jonie... I miss her. But THIS IS NO TIME TO DWELL ON DEATH! "Dear...Commodore...It's always..been my dream to meet you. Wi-will you train me in the art of privateering?" I said, Inhaling deeply.  "God, no. I'm not the Commodore. Casey Jimko." I blinked several times. "Casey? Jonie's Casey? Cunning Casey?" I said, dumbstruck. "Damn right." He said with a  laugh. "You are?" "S-S-Samuel King..." I said, voice barely a whisper. He blinked several times. He looked dumbstruck. "The Samuel King? The One Who Fought? The one who Deacon is after?"  Casey's expression showed disbelief. " Didn't know I was that famous, but yeah..I guess so." I say, snickering. "Oh my Apollo." It was an expression used to potray disbelief. "Look..Sam, The Commodore, he's gone- "Yeah i see that." I said obviously. "Shut up. Listen to me. Commodore said he had urgent business to handle. Hear that? Urgent! The only time the dog has business to handle, its a war." Casey said, quietly, viciously, worried.

I stared at him. "You're telling me, that one of the six most famous pirates in history is gone, or worse dead?" I shook my head, It wasn't possible. "Exactly. But its not just one, Morgan LaFitte left with him. We gotta find them, man." Casey sounded urgent. Ratbeard and Egg Shen strode in, and asked in unison "Whats takin so long, Cp'tain?" I glanced behind me. "Long story short. Morgan LaFitte and The Commodore are in danger, possibly dead." They blinked several times, they looked dumbstruck. "Well, whose this fat buffaloon here?" said Ratbeard, words like a whip. "Casey. We'll need a ship, however." I said, starting to plan. "If you speak to Blind Mew, by the docks- "Shut up, dog. Nobody- "Shut up, ya wharf rat, yelled Egg Shen. "STOP! WHERES THE THIS GOD FORSAKEN BLIND MEW?!" I screamed. "Head down the stairs, and enter the place with the kraken symbol. They'll tell you." "AREN'T YOU COMING WITH US, DOG?" Screamed Ratbeard. "Can't. I have to stay here.

They walked out. Down the steps, towards the Kraken. "Stay. Don't come in unless I yell Ranon." I said, fed up with their bullshit.  "Understood." I walked inside and strode up to the man at the counter. "I'm lookin for this Blind Mew guy. Y'know where he is?" I said, all business. "Yep. Docks. Names' Skinny Pete by the way." "Yeah we all wonder why.." I muttered under my breath and walked out. I didn't even stop. I kept walking. I walked up to a cat, standing by a sky in which the damn creature could die. "You Blind Mew?" I asked. "Yes. You smell like you had a rough day." "Quiet cat. Y'know where we can get a ship?" Ratbeard said, impatiently. "I do. I got one for sale." said man, loudly. Ratbeard walked over to him. "How much?" "100 gold 50 silver 10 copper and 23 embossed multicolors. "Too much. How about 100 gold, 100 silver, 10 copper and no embossed?" "DEAL!" Said the man. Right here. Shes a skiff this one. Ratbeard handed over the money and winked at me." Were'd you get that money, Ratbeard?" "Doesn't matter, Cp'tain."
"Well, Cp'tain that we ain't landlubbers anymore, lets blow this pop stand.