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Chapter 12-Underneath his Smile
*Meanwhile on the Santa Maria...*
Antonio's POV
I stabbed my dagger into the table furiously.
"Damn you Kirkland!" I cursed angrily. Causing the ship to shudder.
He was like a sword pierced in the back of my neck.
Or an annoying thorn you wanted to pluck out and stomp on.
He had gone past me again.
While I watched his white sails off in the distance.
It was so damn annoying.
God.
I wanted to kill him SO much. See his blood on my steel.
I would gain that title as greatest Pirate legend ever! I was ruthless, cruel, and I didn't give a damn for that Kirkland.
I began to curse rapidly in spanish.
*Beep!*----------Spain is now cursing in language that would ashame flying mint bunny--------
After sailing over the open water I had arrived at the docks of Eastern Asian ports. Along the coast of Shanghai. We had landed and were planning to pillage the nearby villages by Midnight.
But for know I sat with my fellow amigos in the ships bar.
I took a sip of rum as my first mate Gilbert began to wolf down some own whiskey. I gave out a low laugh. He gave me a devilish smirk as he began to challenge the fellow crew members to a drink off. I leaned back in my chair.
The remnants of that night still fresh in my mind.
"Estupido!" I cursed underneath my breath.
I knew Arthur's secrets. I had the perfect chance to slice his throat!
AND I MISSED IT!
I felt my fist shaking as I grasped the bottle of rum fresh in my hand.
Then I remembered that chica who had shot my sword out of my own two hands.
A chica.
A woman.
Her skin had shined underneath the glow of the Luna, and her (e/c) eyes had shined with fierceness as she faced me.
I had to admit. She was a brave one.
She had that determination.
A wild spirit.
I smirked.
It was awfully amusing Kirkland had chose her.
Awfully amusing indeed.
And I knew I wanted her.
A devious glint shone in my eyes that night as I chugged another sip of rum as I clanked bottles with my crew.
I was determined that I would make whoever that brave soul was....mine.
And then suddenly, cracking my thoughts I heard an outburst of yelling and the clanking of swords from the main deck.
"What the-" I has started to mutter when Royal Guards burst through the entry to the bar. They held their swords glinting at us and pointing their pistols at us.
"Stay where you all are!" They cried in a demanding tone.
The bar was instantly silenced.
Everyone went quiet as my crew had froze.
This was 'muy bien' indeed.
My blood ran cold but I stood firm.
"Hey! Who are you to be commanding my vessel!" I demanded coldly.
"I am pirate-aru."
I watched as a man stepped out into my view.
He had long brownish black hair curling on his shoulder. A stern face and stiff armor. He had a blade wielded on his side as he patted it with interest.
For that moment, I stared at him.
I locked eyes with him, and analyzed him.
He had this sternness in his looks but I could see a crazed shine in his eyes.
"And who are you?" I asked interested but still sharp.
"Please. I do not need stupid questions at this moment pirate-aru." He stepped up to me and looked me in the eyes. "Drop your weapons. Now."
Hesitantly, I dropped my arms. And just like that he held his blade to my neck with sudden fury.
"Where...Is...she-aru." He said in gasping breaths. A bead of sweat flowing down both of our foreheads.
"Who are you talking about!?!" I cried angrily.
"Oh you know who I'm talking about you dirty pirate!" Growled the man who seemed to be the general of his crew. "MY SISTER! MY DAMN SISTER-ARU!"
I thought for a moment.
Who in Santa Maria's name was he talking about?
Then it struck me.
Kirkland's mysterious girl.
I knew it.
It HAD to be her.
"Yes...I know where the chica is." I smiled slyly.
"Where...is...she!?!" He demanded once again. "WHERE IS SHE! I WANT TO KNOW NOW BEFORE I SLICE YOUR NECK-aru!" He stared straight into my soul. With a dizzy craziness and a feeling of tiredness and worry in his voice,
For once my smile disappeared and then it came back. I knew what to say.
I knew what to do.
And judging by my amigo here.
He would do anything for his sister.
"Excuse me general." I started. "Do you know what the....
Black Rose is?"
*Meanwhile on the Santa Maria...*
Antonio's POV
I stabbed my dagger into the table furiously.
"Damn you Kirkland!" I cursed angrily. Causing the ship to shudder.
He was like a sword pierced in the back of my neck.
Or an annoying thorn you wanted to pluck out and stomp on.
He had gone past me again.
While I watched his white sails off in the distance.
It was so damn annoying.
God.
I wanted to kill him SO much. See his blood on my steel.
I would gain that title as greatest Pirate legend ever! I was ruthless, cruel, and I didn't give a damn for that Kirkland.
I began to curse rapidly in spanish.
*Beep!*----------Spain is now cursing in language that would ashame flying mint bunny--------
After sailing over the open water I had arrived at the docks of Eastern Asian ports. Along the coast of Shanghai. We had landed and were planning to pillage the nearby villages by Midnight.
But for know I sat with my fellow amigos in the ships bar.
I took a sip of rum as my first mate Gilbert began to wolf down some own whiskey. I gave out a low laugh. He gave me a devilish smirk as he began to challenge the fellow crew members to a drink off. I leaned back in my chair.
The remnants of that night still fresh in my mind.
"Estupido!" I cursed underneath my breath.
I knew Arthur's secrets. I had the perfect chance to slice his throat!
AND I MISSED IT!
I felt my fist shaking as I grasped the bottle of rum fresh in my hand.
Then I remembered that chica who had shot my sword out of my own two hands.
A chica.
A woman.
Her skin had shined underneath the glow of the Luna, and her (e/c) eyes had shined with fierceness as she faced me.
I had to admit. She was a brave one.
She had that determination.
A wild spirit.
I smirked.
It was awfully amusing Kirkland had chose her.
Awfully amusing indeed.
And I knew I wanted her.
A devious glint shone in my eyes that night as I chugged another sip of rum as I clanked bottles with my crew.
I was determined that I would make whoever that brave soul was....mine.
And then suddenly, cracking my thoughts I heard an outburst of yelling and the clanking of swords from the main deck.
"What the-" I has started to mutter when Royal Guards burst through the entry to the bar. They held their swords glinting at us and pointing their pistols at us.
"Stay where you all are!" They cried in a demanding tone.
The bar was instantly silenced.
Everyone went quiet as my crew had froze.
This was 'muy bien' indeed.
My blood ran cold but I stood firm.
"Hey! Who are you to be commanding my vessel!" I demanded coldly.
"I am pirate-aru."
I watched as a man stepped out into my view.
He had long brownish black hair curling on his shoulder. A stern face and stiff armor. He had a blade wielded on his side as he patted it with interest.
For that moment, I stared at him.
I locked eyes with him, and analyzed him.
He had this sternness in his looks but I could see a crazed shine in his eyes.
"And who are you?" I asked interested but still sharp.
"Please. I do not need stupid questions at this moment pirate-aru." He stepped up to me and looked me in the eyes. "Drop your weapons. Now."
Hesitantly, I dropped my arms. And just like that he held his blade to my neck with sudden fury.
"Where...Is...she-aru." He said in gasping breaths. A bead of sweat flowing down both of our foreheads.
"Who are you talking about!?!" I cried angrily.
"Oh you know who I'm talking about you dirty pirate!" Growled the man who seemed to be the general of his crew. "MY SISTER! MY DAMN SISTER-ARU!"
I thought for a moment.
Who in Santa Maria's name was he talking about?
Then it struck me.
Kirkland's mysterious girl.
I knew it.
It HAD to be her.
"Yes...I know where the chica is." I smiled slyly.
"Where...is...she!?!" He demanded once again. "WHERE IS SHE! I WANT TO KNOW NOW BEFORE I SLICE YOUR NECK-aru!" He stared straight into my soul. With a dizzy craziness and a feeling of tiredness and worry in his voice,
For once my smile disappeared and then it came back. I knew what to say.
I knew what to do.
And judging by my amigo here.
He would do anything for his sister.
"Excuse me general." I started. "Do you know what the....
Black Rose is?"
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You. Did. Not. Just. Do. That. España shame on you and shame on your cow.