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The chain links jingled together as Captain Death was forcefully brought to the Royal Court. Being the reason for the Kingdom's greatest loss was rather easy, but held many consequences. Prince James was no longer alive and Captain Death was the cause of it.
"Get in there." A guard spoke as he pushed Captain Death into the court like room. Inside stood many old men in robes and the two people Captain Death hated most. Queen Elinor and King Louis. Secrets that are unimaginable took place between the young captain and the royal family.
A man in a robe that was rather bulky on him stepped forth and unrolled a long scroll that's end hit the floor.
"Captain Death, for you crimes against the crown you have been brought her to face punishment. You have been charged with countless acts of thievery, murder- including the brutal homicide of our beloved Prince James, may he rest in peace..." The council men took his seat after completing the list of crimes that one man had committed.
They were all worth it.
"Bring him here." The Queen spoke, shocking much of the council. A guard did as she requested and brought the man forth. "I want to look into the eyes of my son's killer." She said in a low tone. Her eyes, a ice blue, teared up, but not one tear escaped her eye.
Captain Death, a man with the same eyes as her majesty, smiled without guilt. This woman before him was nothing more than the filth of his shoe and she knew it. Her dark past was lurking right in front of her and that scared her more than Captain Death being a killer. One little slip of his tongue and this Queen's reputation would be tarnished.
"Have you no remorse for your actions?" She asked.
Captain Death shook his head and shrugged. "I enjoyed it." He said. Sure he was acting quite psychotic, but it did not mind. His respect for the crown was zero, everyone knew that.
A fit escaped the Queen, Council, and King, but it was soon resolved with many hushed tones and whispers. During that time, Captain Death had took notice in the King's rather pale complication and dark eye lids. He was sick. Dying even.
So they haven't brought me here to die. They would've just hung me.
A small smirk formed on the Captain's mouth. His dark features were devilishly handsome and his beard framed his face in a gorgeous manner. His hair, despite not being done that day, was still rather smooth and breath taking.
"We have a offer for you..." The King began. It was a long speech about his health and the chance of Captain Death making it into heaven.
"Get to the point old timer." The Captain said. He was tired of hearing such a formal speech and words he didn't want to figure out what they meant.
"Captain Death.... Liam Beckett.... for your crimes you will be put to death, but you may prolong your death by retrieving the Holy Grail for your King."
Huh.
This day would forever rest heavy on Liam's heart, this was the day he had consented to working for the crown. He sighed as he walked down the docks. He practically had sold his soul to the devil and for what? Another week, month, year to live? Though he wasn't going down without a fight. Liam was good at plotting things and this time he was plotting to escape his fate.
As the Phoenix, Liam's trusty vessel, came into sight he smiled and the sorrow escaped him. This ship was his home and his way out of reality.
"Captain is back.... surprisingly." A young man by the name of Smith said. He was short for a right hand man, but he was worthy. His dark features was matched with dark brown hair. Smith had little facial hair, his eyes were a sea green, and his clothing was rather poor quality. Though he did not mind any of this.
Liam chuckled as he bordered the ship. "That's right! And I got our next adventure..." He said before taking a select few men below deck.
The ship was quite a beauty. It was not a sloppy ship like a normal pirate ship, but instead it was neat and almost new. That was why it was called the Phoenix. No matter how many fights it was in or years it sailed it was new. Liam had received it from a woman he once loved, or should he say still loved deep down, but his reputation didn't permit for him to love a woman of such power.
Explaining all that had happened since his disappearance from his ship and crew, Liam told them of the Grail that they now sought and the need to devise a plan to escape. "Both are critical, but my life is far more important." He told the crew.
"But how do we rid ourselves of the Navy?" A man by the name of Elijah said. He was quite old, but was quite a friend to Liam.
Liam smiled. "Easy. We are going to lose them." And that they would do.
As soon as the ship had sailed out of the cove, Royal naval ships had made their way behind the Phoenix. Funny how they wanted Liam to retrieve an item that he knew they would take credit for finding, yet none of them had the balls to get.
"It's almost time, Lads." Liam said to his crew. The men, and few women, took note and readied themselves. The Phoenix was about to leave those goody-goody ships in the dust, just as Liam wanted. As Liam saw the last naval ship leave the cove, he yelled to his crew to lower the sails. In seconds the mighty ship took full charge, the naval ships behind the Phoenix tried to do the same, but failed. No ship on the open sea had such great power.
Warning shots were soon fired from the canons of the naval ships, but in no way was those ships in the shape to reach the Phoenix and take it. No one had done that in the past and no one was going to now.
A dark chuckle escaped Liam. This was exactly what he needed, now if only he knew what was coming next was going to change the course of his actions dramatically.
"It's almost time, Lads." Liam said to his crew. The men, and few women, took note and readied themselves. The Phoenix was about to leave those goody-goody ships in the dust, just as Liam wanted. As Liam saw the last naval ship leave the cove, he yelled to his crew to lower the sails. In seconds the mighty ship took full charge, the naval ships behind the Phoenix tried to do the same, but failed. No ship on the open sea had such great power.
Warning shots were soon fired from the canons of the naval ships, but in no way was those ships in the shape to reach the Phoenix and take it. No one had done that in the past and no one was going to now.
A dark chuckle escaped Liam. This was exactly what he needed, now if only he knew what was coming next was going to change the course of his actions dramatically.
The night had began to fall, Liam was rather tired from his journey across the sea towards the south. However, his sleep would have to wait as the tides took a turn for the worse. For such claim waters, Liam didn't understand what had happened until he realized what stars he laid under.
"Nixie..."
@~Dark Disney~
"Nixie..."
@~Dark Disney~