She sighed again as she lowered her head. A good thing too. For at that moment another cannon was sent right through the mast behind her head breaking it clean off. The splinters flew and Shane hunched her shoulders up to protect herself from the deviating wood. The rest of the mast creaked as it fell down and onto the deck of the large navy ship, making the entire vessel shake like thunder.

Checking over her shoulder she found the mast was cut clear off just above the ropes. She smiled. Only a chain-shot could do such damage. Perfect. A large part of being a pirate was pure luck, and Shane had it. In abundance.

Heaving her shoulders up she wriggled the ropes up over the broken mast creating slack in the tight ropes. She struggled desperately until she brought the thick heavy ropes over her head before tossing them to the ground. She grinned mischievously as she took a nearby belaying pin and used it as a club as she snuck up behind the young guard who held her duffle. Hitting him hard in the back of the head she picked up the belt and her belongings that he had taken from her.

“Sorry, boy. Nothing personal.” She quickly hid back behind the large broken mast as she secured her belt around her waist and adjusted her tricorn hat on her head. Just as soon as she had it secured did another soldier find her. She quickly drew her cutlass and with a confident grin she engaged him in a sword fight.

Like a dance they’re footing matched and the sounds of the metal clanking together created a sort of rhythm. The man had skill, but the way he pulled his sword back to hit Shane harder caused a more clumsy swing that Shane could easily dodge.

She had always been quick on her feet. She had a small build and the quick thinking that made her so agile and near impossible to strike. The clanging of their swords didn’t let up for a second as the guard got angrier and angrier with the swift pirate. That is until Shane gave him a quick boot in the chest sending him over board to feed the fish. Shane grinned and leaned over the bulwark, looking down into the waters to see if the poor man had surfaced. She shook her head with a smile when he once again surfaced and cursed up at her. She gave a quick sloppy salute with two fingers and quickly made her way up the steps to the back of the ship and up onto the poop deck.