Previously, vice admiral ("john") had left for Jamaica to meet his fiance Marry. Though not able to find any aid from navy related to transportation. Luckily, he got his hands on a small sailboat and got the ride by a frishky haired drunken mate. He left for the journey destroying the holiday of one of the sailor "Robin" by dragging him along with him. With the utter hardship of the windy nights they covered half of the journey just to encounter the undead ship of dead. What would had happen? Who would have done that?.......

Barque ship: captain cabin near aft(stern or backside of ship).

"Robin" loud call from the deck.

I dashed through the door. What happened? vice admiral. I asked moving my eyes to percep the situation. He was bending down to one of his knees towards the corpse of..Hmm... Captain I guess, it had a captain hat on it. And a thick bleeding scar running obliquely through his nose to the end of the ear lobe with the right eyeball left drooping.

It was obvious, a skulled flag ship, vice admiral hastiness and interest on a single corpse. all the things are pointing towards a single conclusion. A large largess(bounty). "Sir, if it had a large bounty please share it with me sir." I asked.

"You can take the bounty of zero penny, Robin but what interest me is this neckless, john said.'Oh' i get it an expensively rare one. Looking at the angry glared expression of vice admiral I guess I am wrong.

Here wear this, he handed me a silver chained water droplet shape golden stone.

My eyes they are not stopping their shower, "are you for real giving this expensive thing to me, 'sob sob' I am sorry until now I was not able to see that you are also a human,"

"What were you seeing me before," he asked with a sense of curiosity in his head.

"No, nothing," I wore the sliver chain, the glittering linning was shinning from my neck complementing the golden shine of the droplet. What this feeling.....!!

Where am I? Huh I am on a wooden floor its same as the barque ship, it was a golden dimly lit room. It's a captain cabin. it means I am in the ship. i am waking outside the cabin towards the deck. Somehow it feel restricted and short heighted, my eye level is low. I am not able to move independently as if someone else is controlling me.

"Loud noises of gust.

I came out to the deck, though I was not controlling my self it is as if my eyes are the only thing I can control. Gazes of winds slashed In a hurry giving me chills. In front of my eyes were sailors or may be they are pirates all doing their chores. Wait. what?? how can there be so many man's here. all were dead isn't it.

"Captain, it's look like the arrival of the storm." A men in white shirt with noted sleeves and opened chest came running. 'heh' why is he telling me that and first of all who is the captain he is referring to. "Get all the sails down matey , drop the anchor to the sea we are facing the cloudburst." It looks like my mouth is also not in my control. I knew this neckless was not normal, it was a vision stone. A stone which records a days memory before bursting up and I am inside the dead captian body the day before this incident occur.

He(dead captain) moved towards the bowsprit as his hand lifted and banged the skull of one of the sailor. "Anchor the ship move your hip faster matey, roll those capstan(horizontal wheel like device used to for anchoring). The sailors were running furiously, putting the sails down of the three mast(vertical pole). Tieing themselves with the rope as a safety precautions, suddenly slipping here and there. "Second in command, kelvin get the steering wheel."

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Kelvin gone past to the main mast to reached the steering wheel on the aft side but little did he know, the gun wall was hooked by a rope from the sea as he noticed a man came climbing through the side. He landed into the deck. "Hicuup, are you piraaaates mateey." With a smug smile on his face and curly long hair covering his right eye his silvery left eye gleamed. He throwed the empty glass bottle on the floor. "Oops, this is your last thunnnnnnndercloud." He faded lashing through the stormy wind cutting past the kelvin as his head was flunged. Already dead. Lavishingly unsheathing his second sword.

Nonononono, frisky haired DRUNKEN man. I knew he was the one but this is bad he is coming straight for me.

"Mateeeeeeey," the call was loud. The dead captain call the crew as the deck got heated. It was 20 vs 1. "Are you pirates." He asked the same question again.

One of the sailor, horizontal slashed.

He got out of the range by ducking that. Peircing his throat. "Ahh a ah, blood flood through his mouth as he bends to his knees covering his wound but it was futile. The ship started to show twist and turns as the stormy waves kicks in quaking the wooden floor. But their was no effect on this drunken man as if he live his life with a blood lust.

He advance. Advances faster slashing his way. Cutting his way through the meat from both the sword.

Drunken frisky already got near me peircing right through the 20 men crew by using his smoke bomb to blind the enemy and slicing straight through them. It's good I am not the captain but this feels real. He lashed the right sword upright in a way to tear the whole body, it was blocked by right steel plate.

" you are pirates aren't you, then you must know where is Rudolf." He asked.

Heavy breathing and gasps. Seeing straight into the eyes his silver eyes shines with the demise.

"He is already dead bastard, and now it's your time." Dead captain replied. Pushing the DRUNKEN man with all his power. He stepped backward because of the force.

Panting the heavy breaths into the cold windy night it was clear both were equally strong. It was a fight of not just strength but competence. "Give up, already and i will let you die peacefully," dead captain said.

"Not untill I kill Rudolf," he said advancing.

He cut through his side rope. The mizzen mast sail falls. Making the dead captain blind just for 1 sec. Not able to see anything until he was in front of him. Slashing straight through his face gouging his right eye as it pops out like a egg yolk. he was not finished yet.

Forcing himself on toes against the deck to get that bit of thrust."ahhhhhhhhh" He pierced straight to the skull.

"Ahhhhhhhhh, my face," I was back in reality. Feeling my face from both of my hands. 'huh' the necklace burst with silver golden sparkle spreading the glimmering dust. "Hurry up, we got what we need, we have to reach Jamaica before night." John said.

"Aye aye sir," no wait I am not coming to the boat in which that lunatic is riding. No never never ever.

"Fine, then enjoy with your new friends. I will take my leave." John said.

I turned backs to look at the dreadful sight. "Wait for me I am coming too," though not a stormy one but it was one of the chilliest morning. First thing was done was to handcuff this drunken frisky. "Huh, maaaaate due you have sooooome rore mum." I guess he asking for rum. He waked up just to open his mouth to ask for more rum. His personality is totally opposite of what I saw. Soon the lavaish sunset hit the sea as we hit the shores of the Jamaica(runway port). We thought drunken frisky was so drunk to sleep that we let him chained to the mast of the sailboat.

At that time Ryan was discussing the plan with Marry to get the ship. Triplets were asked to look for the ship from which john was going to arrive. "Hmm" "hmmm" "hmmmm" we found uncle John ship. Triplets said chorusly. When Ryan reached to the dock to get the ship, john was on his visit to the Marry tavern. To meet Marry his fiance though not accepted by Marry and get his free RUM and food.

Tavern

John dilemma

"Do you think cloud look down and say, this one shaped like an idiot because you are looking to me just like that one,"

"But there is roof above me," old man said.

"Dammm, how can you leave your only daughter to a stranger," john said.

Robin romeoside

At that time, he had never would have imagined in his dreams. That he would be going through this.......

Marry's frustration

"Did we reached the Cubes yet." She asked.

"We are not even half way through" Ryan replied.

"Did we reach yet,"

"Come-on it's not even 5 min. You have asked the same thing,"

Karl's hangover

Vomiting vomiting vomiting.

"Curses, why you drink that much,"

Vomiting.........