I suddenly wake up from the nightmare. I rub the haziness out of my eyes and grab the bottle of whiskey sitting next to my bed. I take a big swig and stand up. My room is dusty and as rundown as you get. It's 1881, I am 16, a drunk and couldn't stay away from trouble if my life depended on it, which it does, and I am also wasting away in some rundown room a saloon owner lets me stay in. I grab my clothes and change quickly then put my pistols in my holsters. I open the door slowly and begin walking downstairs towards the chaos the wild west has to offer. The saloon was packed, it was filled with older men who have nothing better to do rather than drink and waitresses who had no self respect and would flirt just for a little extra money. I walk down the stairs and sit at one of the bars, although I am 16 and probably shouldn't have a drinking problem, I do. What can I say? I have daddy issues. Destiny is my worst enemy, and its guiding me down a dark path. For a girl who cant die, I get in a lot of bad situations.
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I'm almost there! I look behind and see everyone is still fighting. I crawl to the fountain of youth. I'm right on the edge and then I feel a sharp pain in my back.
I look up and see he stabbed me. The surprise nearly killed me, because he's supposed to be dead! I killed him myself and left him for dead, but now in this sick way he is the one to end me. Fuck him!
He walks over to the fountain of youth and drinks it, but this story isn't about that. It's about how we got there.
I am the captain of a very large and vicious crew, love them to death though. Can't trust them though, we are merchant pirates. We steal and we sell, simple and easy. But I got word that the fountain of youth was real and if I could collect it and sell it I could retire extravagantly. I couldn't pass that up! Money is the thing that keeps my blood pumping.