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Crimson Grail - Part II

DO NOT OWN THE PICTURE

Heyo, another chapter from me. 

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The hot sun burned your skin as you pushed the mop over the deck.

You had been at sea for around about a month, and you had been working hard for your keep. The waves rocked the ship and you were always lulled to sleep by that same rocking, every night.

Sometimes it felt like a mistake to leave the city of Albion… But what choice did you have? Growing old, working as a barmaid the rest of your life? Possibly having to sell your body just to stay alive?

No. That wasn’t what your life was going to be. Your life was going to mean something. It was going to be full of purpose and adventure.

You weren’t going to be a simpleton, slaving away in a tavern for the rest of your life, hoping that one day you die a peaceful death.

If you were going to die, let it be with a sword through your heart on the great wide sea. She’d take you in her depths as you sunk to the bottom, willing to sleep for the rest of eternity with the waves.

But, for right now, mopping seemed to be the only thing that you had to worry about. It wasn’t nearly as exciting that you were planning for it to be. But it was better than that stinking tavern.

Suddenly, your bucket tipped over as a few men chuckled at the sight.

“Sorry.”

Came as the response to the mess you were now left with.

“Astor! How can you mop with your bucket overturned like that! Get more water and get back to work! I don’t want to see you lollygagging!”

The sound of Jin’s voice brought you out of your stupor. You rushed to get more water, and noticed there was none where you had left it.

You turned to see another one of your crew mates sitting on your other buckets

“Sorry, Lad, must’ve spilled.” He said with a grimy smile.

This kind of behavior had been going on for a while now. It was true when Jin said that he had all the crew he needed when he accepted you onto the ship. That meant that food was a bit smaller for everyone. And since you were the last on the be brought aboard, that means you were the last one recruited.

And that means you’re the subject to all the abuse they can produce.

However, not all your crew mates were dogs. There were a few who were kind enough, let you sleep in a few times and do your morning chores for you. They knew you weren’t used to the sea, but, they also weren’t going to protect you when it came down to their own skin.

It was a fair enough trade, though, you could only blame yourself if you got hauled off this ship. You sighed and left the mop where it was. The walk back to deck was rather short, knowing you were about to get blighted.

As you approached the helm, a thought popped into your head.

Why was Captain Min not manning the helm? Isn’t that the Captain’s job?

“What’s got your mind all fuddled lad?” A crew member, you’d learned to be Greaves, asked.

“I was just thinking; why don’t we ever see our Captain at the helm? Isn’t that where he should be?” You asked.

Greaves chuckled slightly and smacked his hand on your back. You winced in pain, but hid it well.

“You see my boy; we have never seen Captain Min since the day we set sail from Albion. However, I have been about the Grail longer than most, and I have seen Captain Min. And let me tell you something boy, if he comes out of his cabin, it’s not for a good reason. So, the less you see of our dear Captain, the better off you’ll be. Why don’t you go help with the main sails, I need to see our first mate. Off you pop, go.”

You did as you were told and went to help with the main sails, securing the ropes and helping with adjustments as others saw fit.

Your mind wandered to the mysterious Captain Min and why he was hiding from his own crew… But, the wind changed direction, and it was back to work from there.

It was almost two months into our journey, and it was time to make port again.

The ship pulled into port at Yocleptes just after sundown. The men all got off the ship in a horde, ready to take the night as their own. You, however, didn’t seem as keen on the idea.

You’d been in enough taverns for your lifetime.

So, as you watched your fellow crewmates scamper off into the night in search of debauchery and enough booze to fill their stomachs, you headed for the shore.

The warmth of the sand on your feet was pleasant and you felt as ease when you slipped your aching muscles into the water. You thought of all that you’d done since you left Albion, and how proud you were of yourself for doing it.

You were on your own, but you had done it. You’d survived.

The longer you were on the ship, the more your instinct came back to you. You remembered all of the times on the ship with your father when you were younger, and how he used to tell you stories of pirates and merchants warring over the seas.

But, no one can tame the seas, he’d tell you.

All you can do is pray that the Goddess doesn’t want you that day.

The moon was starting to rise, and you watched as it bathed the beach you were on in a glow of white. It was beautiful, really. The sight of the moon high above and the stars all bright and twinkling alongside it. It made you think of your mother and how her eyes used to twinkle very similarly to that.

A flash of pain rung through your heart as you remembered your mother and father. How much they had cared for you and how much losing them hurt you.

The darkness of the man who had taken them from you was something that you had never seen in your entire life. His eyes were empty, simply pewter grey in color as he stabbed your father right through the heart. Your mother, cowering in the corner as she tried to her very last breath to protect you, her only child.

However, when the man rose his sword, to claim your life as well. He stopped… And then he smiled.

“I will give you a pain worse than death… I will leave you to grow up without a family, just like we all have. You will grow up, not knowing love.”

With that, he left, and you’d never seen him again.

You rarely thought about your mother and father anymore. You didn’t see the point in bringing up those painful memories when there were much better things on the horizon… But sometimes, you need to feel pain to remember why you’re there in the first place.

Why are you out on a voyage with pirates? Plunderers and marauders and thieves?

Because no noble man will look twice at you, and no one has any sympathy for an orphan.

So, you join those who share in your pain. Those who have nothing and no one left. They drown themselves in booze and woman in hopes of numbing their agony, even if it is for the shortest of whiles.

They understand you.

Greaves had told you how his mother died giving birth to him, and his father left him at a port when he was eleven. He didn’t know anything but the sea, and the sea was his home at this point.

Another man on the crew, they call him Buckett was reminiscing about his wife and child who had both fallen to sickness a few years back. He was a respectable man who had been driven mad by grief. He was lured to the sea with a promise to bring them back, and he still believes that one day, someone can give him his family back…

These people that others have thrown away and left to rot, and the people you belong to. They know your pain and they know your sorrow. Possibly better than you know it yourself. They do not ask questions they don’t already know the answer to. They don’t waste your time by giving you sympathy you do not want.

You respect these men who have thrown their lives to the wind and let themselves be free. Only to be judged in God’s eyes in the end.

Was there any other way to live?

Was being brought up in a rich house surrounded by people who are paid to take care of you something that you should envy?

Are those people living?  Or are they merely existing?

The material items they have, they cannot take with them to the next world, so why do people cling to them so?

There is nothing left after you're gone. Dust to dust, ashes to ashes.

Pirates.

Who would’ve thought you’d thrown your lot in with them.

It is a dangerous game to be playing. The game of luck and fortune and of the law.

You’d certainly be sent to the gallows if you were caught with Captain Min aboard the Crimson Grail…

But, at least you’d die knowing that you were understood by people who were the same as you. At least you got out of the tavern and went to see the world that many never lay eyes upon. You’d done it. You’d gone out and made something of yourself like that.

Suddenly, the wind changed and started blowing a bit harsher. You noticed that there was someone at the helm of the Grail, looking not out to the city, but towards you.

They were looking directly at you, it felt like.

You wondered who would be on the ship at this time, why weren’t they out partying and delving hands deep into a maiden’s skirt?

Then, the thought hit you.

It was Captain Min.

And he was looking over you.

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It was a few weeks into the next stretch of your journey.

There was good wind in the sails and a pleasant breeze for you out on the deck. Greaves had been helping you with rigging the sails. The wind had been a bit shifty since the start of the day and Jin was less than pleased with this outcome.

“Come on you scurvy dogs! We’ve got to get up to at least fifteen knots! Or the quartermaster will be dealing out whippings after sundown!”

You and Greaves worked even harder, trying to rig the sails, but with the changing winds, it was proving to be harder than anticipated.

“Alright Lad, just get that last knot secured and we’ll be set to start on the spanker.”

You nodded and secured the knot, making sure that it wasn’t going anywhere. Following Greaves to the next sail you started your work.

You looked off the back of the ship for just a moment and noticed something gaining on you. And gaining on you quickly. Greaves lifted his head noticed quickly as well that there was someone who wanted to catch you. He moved around the back of the ship and found Jin rather fast.

“Sir! Sir! We’ve got a ship at the back of us, gaining quickly,” he said.

You looked over from your post and back to where Greaves and Jin were talking, listening in with a keen ear.

“How big is the ship?” He asked, without turning his head.

“Same size as the Grail sir, maybe a bit smaller, it’s hard to tell at the moment.”

Jin seemed to mull the information over before turning around and looking at the ship that was starting to become clearer and clearer as the minutes ticked by.

Suddenly, Jin was moving for the helm.

“HARD TO PORT! RAISE THE JIB! FULL SAILS OUT! I WANT THIS SHIP MOVING AT FULL SPEED!”

His tone surprised you. It was one of uncertainty and panic. Something wasn’t right. Something really wasn’t right, and you were curious as to what it was.

Greaves and you both worked on the back sails and then rushed forwards towards the mains and began to secure all the knots on the starboard side.

You dared a glance back at the ship, and noticed once black stripe running down one of the flags.

“FULL CANVAS, GET THE GRAIL TO FULL SPEED!”

“Greaves,” you started, pulling on the older man’s sleeve. He stopped his work and looked at you.

“Yes, lad, what do you want?”

“Why does that ship have a black stripe running down the front of the sail?”

Greaves seemed to pale slightly at your question as he cleared his throat and went back to working on his knot.

“Greaves, answer me, why does that ship have that marking?”

Finally, Greaves turned towards you and looked you dead in the eyes. There was something there you weren’t accustomed to from the older man. It was fear. Unadulterated dread.

That look wasn’t something you had come to expect from him.

“That is the only thing in this water that this ship needs to fear besides the Goddess herself. That is the ship Satan’s Compass and her Captain is Tobias Bridge. So, for right now, you listen to everything Jin tells you and do it to the best of your ability. We need to outrun the rabid dogs and live to tell the tale.”

And after that, Greaves was silent as he worked. Focused on nothing but getting the ship and the crew to safety. You did the same, running around and trying to help where it was needed.

Suddenly, there was a cannon shot.

“TAKE COVER!”

“READY THE CANNONS!”

There was so much going on and you weren’t sure if you knew half of any of it.

You saw that there was no one at the helm. Jin must’ve left to go tell Captain Min of the occurrences.

“Greaves! There’s no one at the helm!” You shouted, looking for you friend.

He noticed you and nodded.

“Take the helm lad! Try to get us into that bay over there!”

You nodded and took off towards the wheel. You grabbed hold of the pegs and pulled the ship hard to starboard. The men followed suit, adjusting the sails and doing what they could to keep the ship going faster than the Compass.

The wind was being particularly difficult, not allowing you to gain much speed.

You turned your head back and noticed that the other boat was almost on your back now. You could see the crew moving around and rummaging for more cannon balls and muskets were being passed out among the men.

Greaves came up and fired a few warning shots their way.

Jin came back to the helm and took over. He turned to you without warning and grabbed your shoulders.

“Astor, make sure every man on this ship has a weapon. Prepare to be boarded. Send the message out.”

You nodded quickly and took off down the stairs.

“Everyone! Get out your pistols, muskets, cutlasses and daggers, prepare to be boarded.”

You shouted all over the ship, you even went below deck and gave them Jin’s orders.

Although, the Compass caught up with you eventually. You were below deck when you heard the shuffling of numerous feet.

Men were shouting and the ringing of steel was prominent throughout the air.

Shots went off and you noticed men starting to come down below. You grabbed the nearest sword and brought it in front of you. It had been years since you’d trained with a sword. You weren’t certain you even remembered the footwork anymore.

Although, you saw that they weren’t doing anything like you thought they were going to. They weren’t stealing anything. They must be looking for more crew members.

You hid behind one of the barrels of rum that was plentiful in this ship’s cargo hold and tried to remain as silent as you could.

The men were looking around still, moving barrel and crates alike. You knew it was just a matter of time before they found you. So, why prolong the inevitable?

You stood up and held your sword out in front of you.

“Ah, looky here. We have a boy who thinks he is fit to fight us?”

The other sailor smacked him upside the head and scoffed.

“If you think this is a boy, you must’ve never bedded a woman. Look at her face, she clearly a woman. But, wonder why they brought her aboard?”

They pulled out their pistols and aimed them at you. You dropped your sword and decided to go with them quietly.

Better that then with bullet holes in you.

They hauled you up on deck and put you with the rest of your crewmates. A man stepped forward with an intimidating grin on his face and a beautiful sword drawn.

“Are we correct in saying that this is the Crimson Grail? Captained by Min Yoongi?” He asked, looking around.

Jin stepped forward.

“You are correct. But, what does that matter to you Tobias?”

Suddenly, the man hauled off and punched Jin square in the face. A few of your crew members rushed over to help pull him to his feet. You glared at the man who was called Tobias with a fury. Who was he to try and rob you of your freedom that you had so desperately worked for?

“Remember your place rat. I’m looking for your Captain. Min Yoongi?” He asked, waltzing around, looking at each member in the face.

When he got to you, he grabbed your face and looked you dead in the eye.

“You, dear, do you happen to know where Min Yoongi is?”

“You could save yourself all the trouble if your men weren’t stupid enough to ignore the mast.”

You heard a voice speaking from up above. Everyone lifted their eyes and saw a rope with a man attached to it falling down towards the deck.

The rope ran out and the man fell towards the middle of the deck with grace, landing on his feet like a lithe cat. He looked up and you could swear his eyes were like that of a cat, shifting and unreadable.

A realization hit you just then. This was the exact man who paid for a night with you in Albion a few months ago and didn’t take it! He paid 60 trinny coins for you bed and yet he didn’t share it with you.

You had encountered the famous Min Yoongi before you gained access to this ship?

“What do you want with my ship and my crew, Tobias?” He asked, stepping closer and closer to the man who had boarded his ship.

“Isn’t it obvious? I want you, Min Yoongi, dead. On the bottom of the ocean floor, rotting.”

“That seems a bit much. But, I will not be dying today, Tobias. And I do not take kindly to this kind of disrespect from someone who doesn’t even have the title of Pirate Lord. You’re not one of the six, are you? I don’t remember the council meeting anytime in the past five years.”

His words were deadly, you could tell. Anyone who disrespected him had every right to be afraid. You were on his crew, and yet you were frightened.

“I have every intention of being on the council. With you dead, there will be a spot for the taking.”

Yoongi nodded and seemed to think about this for a moment.

“That is correct, but, how will you make certain that the council will vote you in? You know, there are other pirates on these seas besides you, Tobias.”

Tobias growled and drew his sword, pointing it directly at Captain Min’s throat. Your heart was in your stomach and you didn’t know what to do. Would this really be the end of your freedom?

“I will make them fear me, so that as they will not have any choice but to choose me, unless they want to have future meetings in Davy Jones’s locker.”

Yoongi rolled his eyes and pushed the sword away from his throat. You and the crew stood firm, ready to heed your Captain’s command.

“Fear isn’t as good as trust, mate. That’s why we have the code. Something you seem to be lacking in currently,” he said, with a twang of disappointment in his tone.

“The code doesn’t hold any grounds on my ship.”

“Then you aren’t a pirate. True pirates follow the code and listen to the council. If you’d like to go rogue and have every single pirate out there after your neck, then by all means, be my guest. But, seeing as how you’re already here, I could put you out of your misery myself,” he growled, looking like he was itching to put a few rounds of lead into the man before you. Although, Yoongi held firm and didn’t fall victim to his desire to murder this insolent pup.

Tobias was silent as he stared at Yoongi in disbelief.

“We have your crew captured and your cargo can be ours as well. What say you to that? Shall I start murdering your crew one by one right before your very eyes? Perhaps I’ll start with this pretty lass right here,” he said, pulling you out of your formation and in front of your Captain, placing the cold metal of a pistol right against your head.

You quaked in fear, but didn’t plead for your life.

It was useless against these kinds of men.

Yoongi was looking at you closely. Possibly deciding whether you were worth the trouble or not. Greaves lunged forward to try to help you in any way, but he was held back by men stronger than him.

“Jin, who was the last crew member to join our crew?” He asked, looking towards his first mate who was rubbing his cheek sorely.

“It was Astor sir… The one with the gun to his head…”

“Her head, Jin, she’s a female who’s been impersonating a man to do God only knows what on this ship. But, has she caused any trouble?”

Jin shook his head adamantly, “No sir, she’s not caused any trouble, if anything, she’s more helpful than half the lot here.”

Yoongi considered this and came forward.

“Tobias, I think it’s time you took your hands off my crew members. And your ship needs to sail far away from me. Never to be seen again. Do I make myself clear?”

Yoongi grabbed his gun and threw it to the ground, pulling you free and giving you to Greaves.

Tobias gave Yoongi a deathly glare as he moved towards his cabin.

“And the lot of you, clean this mess up, would you?”

That apparently was the last straw for Tobias.

Everything seemed to go in slow motion at that point. He bent and picked up the gun and aimed at Yoongi, who’s back was to him.

You couldn’t let anything bad happen to your Captain. Where would any of you be without him? Probably still in Albion, being sold every night just for a few trinny or whatever somebody had in their pocket. He had given you freedom before you ever set foot on his ship. He was a good man. He didn’t deserve to be spoken to like that, and to be threatened. Yoongi cared for his crew and for the ship that he commanded. You were all a part of one crew. His. And you would die for the man that saved your life before. And eye for an eye.

Before you knew it, you threw yourself in front of the Yoongi, hanging onto him in an awkward embrace. Then there was a resounding

BANG.

Everyone on the ship halted.

No one breathed.

No one moved.

Everyone remained perfectly still.

Except for you.

You shakily brought your hand to your shoulder and brought it away to reveal, bright crimson blood stained your fingers.

“She’s been shot!”

“We need bandages!”

“Murderer!”

You could feel yourself tipping backwards as you got lightheaded.

“Fall back! Head back to the ship you scoundrels! Run!”

Tobias fled with his men back to his ship.

Yoongi held onto you tightly, lowering you to the deck.

He watched a crimson liquid began to stain the damp wood. There was a flicker of recognition in his eyes, before he began shouting orders.

“After them! I won’t let them harm a member of my crew like that and get away with it,” Yoongi yelled. You gave a small smile.

“We’re even now, I guess.”

Yoongi chuckled.

“I saved your maidenhood, not your life.”

Jin started barking orders and things of the like, but you were focused on Yoongi.

His dark hair and stunning eyes drew you in. He was handsome. You were okay dying for him, as long as he saved someone like you again in the future. If he could do that for someone else as well. It would mean a great deal to you.

“Hang in there, we just need to stop the bleeding,” he said, grabbing a cloth and applying pressure to your wound. Greaves came over and took your hand.

“I’ve known you were a lass the moment I met ye… I’m sorry I couldn’t protect you any better,” Greaves said, trying to keep himself from crying.

“Greaves, take her to my cabin and make sure she is taken care of, I will be there momentarily,” Yoongi said before leaving your side.

You watched as he walked away and your vision faded to black…