PD Fun Fiction

“I am going to die!” he shouted, and before he could complete his sentence, he had fallen to the floor, dead. The others were terrified and were hiding. When he came through the door, one of them passed out, falling to the floor and alerting him of their presence. He lit his long, black beard on fire. He walked slowly to a barrel one of the sailors were hiding in, and he stabbed it to the point blood was coming out of all its sides. -”NO. Please! Don’t kill me.” One of the others shouted. He walked to the spot he was hiding in and he grabbed him by the neck. -”Then tell me where it is…” -”Where is what?” -”THE SKULL! WHERE IS IT?” -”It’s in Port Royal… Inside the Governor’s mansion.” -”LELOS! GET THE OTHERS, WE ARE LEAVING FOR PORT ROYAL.” -”Now keep your end of the bargain.” -”What bargain?” -”Let us go!” -”I made no such bargain, boy!” He then choked the sailor to death. Lelos the canary, a trusted crewmember of Blackbeard, was in front of this. He freaked out, but he had to be obed...

The night spread throughout Port Royal. The tavern was full of scumbags, thieves, murderers and pirates. They were all singing loudly: “15 men on a dead man’s chest! Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum! Drink and the devil had done for the rest! Yo ho ho and a bottle of rum!” Amongst them were some of the most famous buccaneers of the seven seas: Anne Bonney, John Rackham, Black Sam Bellamy and others. But the most notorious of them all was John Silver, better known as “Long” John Silver. A few months ago, he had just escaped from the hands of the Royal Navy and Captain Smollett, along with his female parrot “Captain Flint.” Silver stepped up, walking with his crutch towards one of the other pirates. He said hi, then punched him. -”What the hell, Silver!” -”I know you know where my wife is, and i am going to torture you until you tell me!” -”I don’t know Long John, I promise!” -”Yeah right… Jack, Pepe, pick him up and tie him to that bed upstairs!” After they had obeyed his command and done ...

He lit a cigar and stood in front of the large desk, as if he had all the time in the world. He analyzed it and figured out everything. One wrong move and the world would be blown to bits. He walked up to it, took out his Makarov pistol, and shot the green button. This triggered the alarm and the self-destruction countdown, but the nuke control system had been destroyed and deactivated. Guards entered from left and right. He hid behind the desk and a gun battle followed. He shot a couple of them down, but he ran out of bullets. He hid his gun and saw a window, he ran towards it and jumped out of it, breaking it. He landed deep in the water, but he swam to the surface. The place was falling apart! He swam back down and kept swimming until he saw a sloop yacht. He climbed onto it and the woman on it freaked out. -”You’re… a monkey. A God-damn monkey!” she shouted. -”Delighted to meet you too… The name’s Monke… Comrade Monke.” -”Oh my God… I think I am gonna pass out.” -”Don’t! Not yet, ...