“What are their colours?!”

“Looks to be the Jolly Roger!”

Shane perked up. No pirate would run their colours, sure… Unless they wanted to chase away their victim. How ever… if the intended victim doesn’t see themselves as a victim, then it’ll simply attract them faster.

The Admiral grinned a toothy smile and turned his attention to Shane. “Looks like you’re going to have some company there.” Most of Shane’s crew were killed in their fight on Tortuga, and the ones who weren’t were being held in the brig. Awaiting a noose in Port Royal. Shane, getting the special treatment, tied to the mast in the beating sun to remind her of her foolish attempt to rally her men in defiance of the Crown.

The Admiral paused for a second and took his spyglass from his belt. He peered out across the blue waters and grinned. “Load the cannons and set the sails full. We take them in just like all other pirates.”

Struggling in her bindings, Shane tried to reach the dagger concealed deep within her sleeve. If she could just reach it she could use it to cut the ropes that bound her and escape to the approaching pirate ship… Provided it didn’t sport a no quarter flag. It would be a risk but it was either be hanged by land lubbers or possibly by another pirate ship.

It didn’t take long for the ships to come together. Shane had been in countless chases and if their intended victim had run, it could take as much as 12 hours to catch them. But if they don’t run, if they’re not cowards than they’ll go straight at you and it could take as little as fifteen minutes before they’re on you.

Shane almost couldn’t believe it. That a simple trade galleon would dare take on a man of war. But in desperate times, pirates were known to do just about anything.

Shouts of panicked guards scurrying to load the guns met Shane’s ears and she knew the ship was closing fast. Only problem was, her binding were so tight it made reaching her dagger near impossible.

The crack of the cannons filled the air and Shane felt the ship rock as it was hit by the pirate ship’s guns. With all the soldiers busy with the pirate ship behind her, Shane struggled harder. But again the ropes proved to tight. She sighed. What she wouldn’t give to be in the action. Another boom and a crack. The pirate ship was in close range, she could tell by how close the crack followed the boom of the cannon. If she could simply get loose she’s be able to board the ship.