I grabbed the dubloon, greedily stuffing it into my jacket. The gold, the silver, the jewerly! It was enough to give us the largest feast we would have in months! The ship had been abandoned for what seemed to have been years ago! None of my crew could explain why though. Stupid Slackers.
Yes! We were pirates and I, Jane Peacock, was the captain of this crew. Granted, most of my men aren't the strongest, or the wisest, but having a crew was all that mattered. I was the captain, and I, Captain Jane Peacock, have trained my men in the skills of swordfighting and theiving.
The ship we were currently on was The Jolly Roger, and we had no idea that it had so much treasure! The loot we were getting was more than any other we had collected before! We would be the richest pirates!
"Captain!" One of my men, Smee, called to me.
"What is it!?" I barked, annoyed that he wasn't getting his part of treasure.
"There's a necklace held in a skeleton's hand! And none of yer' men can get it out!" He exclaimed looking worried.
I scoffed, "You all are a bunch of racals, being weak and what not. I bet I can get it out."
He showed me to the captain's room where a skeleton lay in a chair, leaning to the right a bit awkwardly. it was true, in his hands lay a gold necklace, with a large red pendant in the middle. My eyes grew wide, and I knew I must have this piece of loot.
"Move out of the way!" I yelled, and the men standing quickly made a passageway to the skeleton.
I walked up to the skeleton, confidence brimming. This necklace was mine.
I reahced my hand down to the pendant and yanked with all my might. The necklace wouldn't budge. I yanked again. It stayed.
My breathing became heavier as I became more and more angry when the necklace wouldn't come loose. Finnally I dropped the necklace, and left it sitting in the Skeleton's hands.
"Why won't it come out!" I screamed, frustrated. My crew looked at me as if I was about to go on a mass murder. Only, one young boy, who I had recruited just a week ago, raised his hand.
"Capn'?" he asked timidly.
"Yes, Boy?" I glared at his sudden interruption of my anger.
"I think this might be a cursed ship."
You could hear a quil drop; the boat became eerily silent.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
" My dad once told me that there was a pendant, more beautiful than the sea itself. It gleamed red, as if filled with the blood of souls. Only, it was cursed pendant. The pendant would make any person lust for it, and if they managed to get there hands one it. They would become a pile of bones," He explained. Then added, "Don't you see! We can't take the pendant! You'll die, we all might die!"
I laughed at the boy, blinded by greed, "Yeah right. Boy, that's just a legend."
He began to protest again, but stopped when the tip of my dagger found his throat, "Listen, this pendant is mine, and no sotry your father told you will stop me from having it."
He nodded and I took away my sword. I finnally decided to cute the finger bones from around the necklace. I walked over, with my sword high, and began to swing. Slash after slash, I chippped away the bone, until the necklace was left laying on the floor, still as beautiful as before.
"It's now mine!" I exclaimed, hurrying to pick up the pendant.
Suddenly, the pendant was swiped up, out of my grasp. I growled and looked up to see the young boy, clutching the necklace to his heart.
"I'm sorry Captain!" Were his last words. The next thing we knew, his skin was ripped from his body and his skeleton fell to the floor.
Then, one by one, each crew member discovered the same fate as him.
I, Jane Peacock, was the last to die.
