Empire Emerges

"I had only joined the Royal Navy three months ago and I had been assigned to the HMS Dynasty, a Royal Sloop, as beautiful as it could be, we were sent to the New World to reinforce Port Royal after an attack from a ship called the Black Pearl, it had been a fortnight since we left harbor in England and we had been attacked by a ship by the name of the Red Queen our Captain, who was as over confident as could be thought we could win, but we were overtaken as her crew was nearly four times the size of ours. I was spared by the Captain whom I never seen and I was captured after I was hit in the back of the head with a sword. God help me when I awaken."

- Zachary on his capture.

He awoke in what appeared to be a hammock, the only sound he could hear was the rocking of a ship in the middle of a rain storm and the shouts of the crew on the top deck, all he could see was the wet wooden ceiling and all he could feel was pain in the back of his head and the new scratch on his face, when he went to touch it he left the burning sensation of a thousand suns spread through his face. After looking around he saw there were no guards.

"Filthy stupid pirates." Zachary said to himself.

Zachary made his way up to the deck, finding his way, he opened the hatch door to a gallon of rain water splash to his face.

"The Navy Brat's awake Captain!" a crew member shouted.

Fear spread his way through his spine as two large crew members held Zachary in place as a woman in her mid twenties, very beautiful with raven black hair with a stripe of blue going over her right eye. She was wearing all ruby red attire, had two rapiers in holsters on her left hip and had two double shot pistols in holsters on her right hip. When she opened her eyes to look at Zachary, he saw her eyes were blood red.

The woman shouted "And who are you, maggot?"

Zachary went to speak but he was cut off by another crew member in front of him, who appeared to be an older man, possibly forced onto the ship on the fear of death.

The man said "Renegade Ric, Madame Cap-"

The man dropped to his knees from a kick from the female Captain, Zachary had never seen such fearful force excerting from a woman before. The woman drew her pistol and aimed it between the man's eyes. The man started to break down in tears, which were only barley visable behind the pouring rain.

The woman put away her pistol "You're not worth my bullet."

The man relaxed but his expression changed to pain as she quickly drew her sword and cut his head off at the neck, casuing blood to spill onto the deck floor.

She turned to Zachary "And who are you?"

Zachary quivered "V...V...Vincent Zachary of the Royal Navy, at your service."

The woman laughed "Well Mister Mitchell, you're now a member of the crew of the Red Queen. I am your Captain, Lady Trish White. But you will call me Captain or Lady. Do I make myself clear?"

Not wanting to end up like the Renegade man on the floor, shook his head in agreement.

Trish turned to her presumed First Mate "Set a course."

The man asked "Where to Captain?"

Trish shouted "For that wench who stole my treasure!"

The crew at once burst into working order, in almost perfect unison out of fear.

Trish shouted "Mr Zachary, meet me in my cabin at once."

Zachary slowly nodded and walked at a snails pace to the stern of the ship to a ruby-red door, but before he opened it, he turned around to look at the crew who looked as miserable as if they were in hell, and Zachary believed it.

Zachary went to open the door but was stopped by an older looking man with red hair, white skin and was fairly built.

Zachary asked "You need something?"

The man nodded "Watch yourself lad, you might wind up like ole Ric over there if you're not careful, just do whatever she tells you without a second thought. Trust me."

Zachary asked "And what is your name good sir?"

The man said "The names Sheamus."

Zachary nodded "Nice to meet you, but I think you will be the last face I see if I am not careful."

Sheamus said "My prayers be with ye."

Before another breath could be muttered, Sheamus blended in with the rest of the crew in their work. Zachary opened the door and gently closed it behind him. Zachary turned to see Trish had stripped down to her undergarments, Zachary quickly turned away.

Trish flashed an evil grin. "Afraid are we?"

Zachary nodded "Yes, Madame."

Trish placed a hand on Zachary's shoulder "If you join my crew."

A fear shot up Zachary's spine.

Trish whispered in a devilish tone "You don't need to fear death!"

Zachary said "I have no fear of death."

Trish replied "Afraid of me are we?"

Zachary nodded with fear "Yes, madame."

Trish smiled "Tell me, what is your name."

Zachary turned into astonishment "But, I already told you my name."

Trish waved her hand "Your real name boy. Just because I have big parts doesn't mean I am dense."

Zachary fearfully nodded "You're the smartest woman of the sea, you're the Devil of Damsels...You're-"

Trish shouted "Shut up and tell me your name before I gut you."

Zachary sighed "The name is....James Logan. Friends call me Jim."

Trish smiled and got close to Jim's face. "I knew it was you when I saw your eyes boy. Blue as the deep blue."

Jim jumped back into the wall.

Trish asked "Still scaring you eh, what will it take you kid?"

Jim asked "For what?"

Trish asked "You are dense aren't you kid? How old are you, you do not appear to be more then twenty."

Jim sighed "I get that alot. I am twenty one."

Trish tossed her shirt to the floor "Does this not, interest you?"

Jim nodded "Yes it does Madame, but I would like to live a little longer."

Trish wrapped her arm around Jim's neck "Do you believe I would be too rough?"

Jim tossed her off "It's not that Madame its that...." Jim looked away.

Trish put her garments back on, and when Jim looked into her eyes, they were filled with intense sorrow.

Trish asked "You're in love with another woman aren't you?"

Jim nodded "Yes madame....She's very dear to-"

Trish lunged at Jim, planting a kiss on the unsuspecting man.

Trish whispered "Forget about her."