Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction 12 | Page 490

The gang of pirates, led by an already tired out Ping, marched on, setting fire to all of the homes. The
townspeople saw the flames and they felt stripped of something they had treasured all their lives, all of them
weeping and hoping that all of this, the pirates, the fire, was all a really bad dream. The soldiers were the only
calm ones, standing in the front line with all of their hope and their arsenal of weapons, preparing for the fight of
their lives, and maybe their last. The men battled hard into the night, some gained hope and gained courage, some
fought the painful feeling of death. Ping and the pirates used their most complicated strategy so to ensure victory
over the land. This strategy was called Turtle power and included some rolling and sleeping powder. The pirates
had to roll to the back of the soldiers and put some sleeping powder into their mouths.
The soldiers of Old Shanghai were powerless compared to the mighty pirates and they soon surrendered. The
battle had finally ended but not in a happy way. The soldiers and people that fled settled down in a town not far
from Old Shanghai. They would stay there as long as the pirates ruled the city. The city of Old Shanghai from
that day on was called Pirate Ville, because it was a place where the pirates wanted to settle. But the fact that these
pirates needed to live somewhere, make a living, and try to live a normal life made them change. The pirates
slowly turned good and soon lost the anger inside them. They named the town Shanghai after the old town
where they battled against the soldiers.