betrayals and lies Part 1

The first explosion that hit the shield didn't reach the powder cellar but the structure of the contract.

Richard Morgan was irritated as he lowered his spyglass and impatient. Connecting devices were permitted as well as part of the longboats. The attacked trip heeled and water with successive explosions. It wouldn't take long to sink.

From the Star of Tomorrow he prows the bow of his own fluty, commanding among the wild waves. The sea began to stir and the waters darkened. A storm was coming in the cloudy sky charged with clouds filled with strange electricity. It wouldn't take long for a furious squall to break out.

-I don't know where that damn kid is. – An uncomfortable Spaniard complained even more frustrated.

Richard Morgan looked at him skeptically before glancing at an even more subdued Michael, as if to say just what he's looking into his eyes. It wasn't going to be that easy, Kassuim. He takes in the thin, tan-skinned man in front of him and his strained expressions. Small stature with little patience. And he tightened his mouth in annoyance. The look Michael gave her was unnerving. Taking care of a probably intractable little boy! It was just what he needed. Only something was wrong.

Zagora wasn't anywhere visible, he didn't know about the Star and nobody knew where the African was or seen him. And as for Cornor… Rick sighed with deep displeasure. The Spaniard was nervous and agitated. It was clear he was lying. Where was the damn boy? Hell, that was a ship. Unless...

His watchful gaze was once again diverted to the schooner which was now mostly ablaze. Fires spread over fallen masts, fed by candles. One last fight will unfold there in a surprising way. Two men face each other and are accessible through the flames.

The taller figure bellowed a hapless ax retrieved with forcing its enemy. He moved in circles, making a deadly conference radius around him. Another detail now piqued his curiosity. It was impressive the weight of another warrior when striking and his agility to dodge the light, low body and the blows of the ax. He wielded swords with both hands. It was doubtless new and rather reckless. Maybe a boy. His rage was blind as he looked too seriously at a first mate.

With all the devils! Kassuim was not at Star. Was he not on the ship because he was simply recklessly defying his own life by facing an ax? He was going to kill that boy. That is if the unfortunate could survive.

The boy recoiled and fell. Suddenly the flames block the view of the unexpected combat. Rick straightened angrily as he turned to Cornor.

- Well, after all, it seems that the damn kid doesn't have as many lives as a cat. - Conor's laughter was of satisfaction. - He's going to die... Isn't it a pity?

Rick clenched his fists close to his body in anger as he mastered the irrational urge to beat that man. Curse! A groundless vulture was close to The boy aboard the drift. Was it clear that Kassuim was going to be easy to preserve? What trouble could a young, undisciplined boy cause?

Conor's satisfaction was outrageous.

-She didn't expect the boy to be good with swords? - Rick crunched his words. - He's just an opportunist without self-love.

The Spaniard's eyes widened.

- Yes Yes. Whatever. He may have practice with swords, but you can't fight an ax. Not without broken or tricked bones.

The captain rolled his eyes, even more dissatisfied. Don't locate the boy with the high flames that burned on the deck. It felt like hell. He hardly remembered that boy during Armada meetings. Faith still in the castle departs from Scarlet Castle, but… Ah, he had strange that boy ashore aboard the ship. There were the comments, of course. The boy had a short temper, was a troublemaker, and was an excellent swordsman. He never backed down from a fight.

A new deafening boom echoed. The sour smell of gunpowder and sulfur filled the air. Once again the emaciated figure parried blows in the same way it attacks and that was certainly prey. Rick was in love. He was known for his skill with swords but that... With reflexes and agility, He could even be a wolf because he didn't even look human. He can easily match his abilities in battle. It would be a pleasure to discover that. If an opportunity will survive and the boy will not kill himself first.

Ah, Richard Morgan had often heard the recklessness of Blackwill's youngest son. What did William imagine?

"There's more that you didn't get around me when you asked to look for your son, Will."

- Put the damn dinghy down again. His cold, sharp voice roared through the low, startled murmurs.

"But the schooner is going to explode, in the best of the greatest possibilities..." Corno protested impatiently and annoyed.

Morgan glared at him and his eyes for a fleeting moment glowed stark black.

-It wouldn't be providential, would it? -he was cold.- He's just a useless worm. Go on with your opium and let those who want to do their work.

The thick smoke among the schooner's wreckage made it very difficult to see. Rick scanned the steering wheel's keen eye until he was drawn to the crow's nest. Surprised to admire astonished. Ah, the boy was good, very good indeed. The boy crossed the boom. The lower lintel attached to the aft of the mast that supports the sail's wake was for balance. The rest of the fallen candles were already fuel to add to the raging fury of the flames.

"Come on, kid. Jump!" Rick watches the scene silently and waits. "Come on, dive in. This is going to blow up and you won't want to stand there and watch."

The ship would explode as soon as the fire reached the powder kegs in the holds. If not, sink first.

- The unfortunate will not make it. It is a pity. - The first one immediately replied with feigned regret. - He's going to die...

"What are you waiting for boy?" Rick sighed.

Michael's hand touched his shoulder, rousing him from his thoughts.

- Rick if the boy succeeds, the ship will bring him to the bottom of the sea as soon as it sinks. Take the Star away from here.