Dead Reckoning: Ch. 4Another month slowly passed by, and still no sign of Garin's ship. The young Usul was well on his way to healing, as Marcia noticed every single day. She would watch him out by the creek; stretching and exercising like a young tiger in the afternoon sun. His wounds had healed well enough to the point where he no longer needed to wear his bandages across his chest, which he seemed grateful for.
He often helped her father with a few handyman chores, and taught her brothers how to tie strong, but quick to untie knots when needed to. He even played and would gently tussle with them from time to time. She felt like he was becoming part of her family, and she almost dreaded the day her father would bring news that his ship was in the harbor, but at the same time, she could tell he missed the life he had been leading before he had been mortally wounded. It would be his decision to go, and there would be nothing she could do and she accepted that.
Meanwhile, aboard the Black Pawkeet, Jac
Dead Reckoning: Ch. 3Time passed, and eventually two and a half months had gone by. Garin still lay motionless in bed, and even though all had given up on him, Marcia did not. She had the doctor teach her how to change the bandages and clean the wound whenever it needed done, and kept a wet cloth on his forehead in the hotter hours of the day. She had kept this up until the point where her parents stopped helping her with caring for him, and she enlisted the help of her brothers to watch for any change whenever she was out. Marcia would go out to the stream every day to wash the bandages and cloths so she always had a clean one ready, and she kept this up, leaving her brothers watching over Garin like a pair of watch puppies
Until one day
As Marcia walked up to the house from the stream, a shrill cry came from upstairs and the sound of running feet to the lower floor, and she heard her brother's screaming,
"He's awake! He's awake and he wants some food! Mama, get some food!"
Marcia dropped her
Dead Reckoning: Ch 2"Hey Marcia, slow down!" A blue Acara bow whined as he and his brother trailed after their sister on the beach. Marcia turned and looked at her brothers as they finally caught up with her in the loose sand.
"I told you boys it was a bad idea to run around in the sand. Not only does it get everywhere, it also tires you out!" she lectured like older sisters do. Her brother stuck his tongue out at her, and her other brother looked down the shoreline at a mass of kelp.
"Hey! Casper, lookit!" he hollered, pointing at the kelp. "I'll bet we can catch a few crabs in there for mama to make with supper tonight!"
"Good idea Bram! Lets go!" Casper squeaked happily, then ran past Marcia and towards the kelp. Marcia chuckled to herself and walked after them, knowing that boys will be boys, after all.
Bram and Casper stopped short of arriving at the kelp, staring at what they saw laying inside and starting to tremble terribly. Bram leaned his head over his shoulder towards Marcia, not taking his eye
Dead Reckoning: Ch. 1A battle raged aboard the Black Pawkeet, and sword clashed against sword as Captain Garin and Captain Scarblade fought, and their crews fought around them. Scarblade made a stab at Garin, only to miss the smaller, more nimble pirate. Garin chuckled mockingly, but then he lifted his dagger to block a strike from another enemy crewmember. Scarblade snarled in both exhaustion and rage, grabbed up a pistol from his belt, and took aim as Garin shoved the enemy crewmember aside.
BANG! Scarblade's pistol went off hitting its mark dead on. Garin gasped in pain and stumbled backwards, grabbing his chest just below the shoulder, and feeling an instant moistness under his hand. Garin bared his teeth to hold in a pain filled cry and shook his head, unaware that his best friend watched in horror from across the ship. Garin growled and raised his dagger again to make a charge at Scarblade, who took aim with a second pistol pulled from his belt
BLAM! The second shot hit Garin in the ch
Prolouge: Dead ReckoningJacques silently rubbed his fingers against the smooth wooden mug that was half full of grog as he sat amongst the crew, all of them just as quiet as he was. None of them had ever been prepared for something like what had just happened a few hours ago it brought a shock to them all. Jacques sighed, breaking the almost eerie silence in the room as he looked at each sorrowed face.
"It had to have happened sooner or later " he heard one of the crew say.
"Not like this " Sea Cat said, not taking her eyes off the ground. "Not now "
"We don't have any control over things like this."
"Wish we could just this once "
" Damn wishing and damn Garin too!" Sam suddenly shouted and shoved an empty mug off of the table he sat on. Everyone shot him a look, and he stared back at them, suddenly breaking into sobs and wiping his eyes
"I-I'm sorry I didn't mean it, I just... I just never thought we'd be toasting to... to something like his death " he
Forget Me Not...On a tall, lonely cliff stands a tall, wicked looking structure. Wicked looking to any pirate that is. The inside is filled with rooms with bars for doors and windows, where little sunlight can reach, and in the midst of this large, dank, wicked place, lies a courtyard, and in that courtyard stands a gallows, with an empty noose swinging in the wind.
This is where we find our hero, the mischievous Captain Garin, locked in one of the many cells of a prison. Only hoping to try and hatch his own plan of escape, or wait for his friends to come to his rescue...
Or wait for the noose.
Garin sighed as his head hung in his hands, his fingers tangling through his hair, trying to think of how much more stupid he could have been to get caught. He had tried to pull a snatch of jewels in the governor's mansion, but had accidentally stumbled in on the governor's wife while she had been dressing. She of course, didn't know he had made a mistake and started to scream her head off. Garin groaned to him
Gift: Pirates and Pearls"The cove sure is pretty at night!" Sam exclaimed as he stood on tiptoe to peer over the railing. He stood with Sea Cat, Garin, and Mint, his little green Kacheek sweetheart. She wore a small bow on her back and a small sword at her belt, and from the day they had met Sam had been smitten with her. She had been in a speck of trouble, and he offered to help by hiding her aboard the Black Pawkeet, but the secret was hard to keep from Garin and the rest of the crew, who found out three days later
Mint was at least a year younger than Sam, and to add to his reasons to like her, whenever she spoke, she had the most adorable French accent. Sam practically melted when she would do that, much to Garin's amusement. He had told the boy not to get too carried away, but it was a little late for that the boy was head over heals.
"Yeah," Sea Cat said as she looked out over the cove. "You know what makes it better?"
"What?" Sam asked. Sea Cat gave her usual, crafty grin.
"There's an old s
RPS:Aloha,Li ili i Pilikua nui"All units, be advised. We have a 211 in progress at Teddy's Baker, requesting back up "
That was the sound coming out of the police scanner in most of the police cars of the city as a handful of them headed towards the bakery to put a stop to the robbery, and upon arriving found the store a wreck, but empty. All the bread and baked goods had been, apparently, eaten, and the perpetrator was gone.
All that was found was several small claw marks all over the shelves
The search was on for some sort of animal on the loose, as it had been spotted once again and could not be described very clearly, and it had been identified as possibly armed, and definitely dangerous. Police cars filled the streets, scouting for the creature and waiting for it to be spotted again.
Meanwhile, a lone figure walked down a darkening street, headed on their way home after a long day, when they heard a loud, rather crazy sound coming from an alley. The figure turned down the alley to investigate
RPS: Midnight Peril..."Ow What the Where ?"
Electra opened her eyes and swore aloud at the throbbing pain in her head. She looked around and discovered she was lying in a large empty room, but the walls were made of stone, and covered with small nooks that held a few candles to light up the room. There was a large metal door in the room, with a slot in the front that could be opened from the outside. She saw a few silver crosses, a few cloves of garlic, and other methods used to repel vampires.
"Well, someone's got a thing against vampires " Electra sat up slowly and walked over to the door. She slammed her fist into it and kicked against it.
"Hey! Whoever's out there, open this door NOW!" she screamed angrily. "You can't keep me in here forever, you know!! I'll find a way out somehow! Just watch!"
Just as she finished listening to her echo, she heard a set of footfalls heading towards the door, and she stepped back and watched the small slot open up