Hong Kong Young Writers Anthologies Fiction Group 2 -1 2019 | Page 167

After a few hours to Arabia, Captain looked worried. “I see a skeletal flag nearby, there’re pirates!” Captain
cried, looking around.
“Get ready for battle!” Someone cried, hysterically waving his arms around.
I grabbed my armour and shoved it on. Clutched my sword so tight it sunk into my hand. We fired a
fireball at the other ship, some of our men hid in the bottom compartment for a secret weapon. I shivered.
We shot more fireballs in the air, but we only aimed one fireball at them, and missed for the others. The
ship rocked as we fired. We threw our spears while they fired. Men below were firing rocks at them.
Suddenly a whole flock of spears came flying through! We ducked as the flags tied up on our ship tore into
pieces. The boat began swaying as the sky turned red. Men in the bottom compartment climbed up as we
faced the terrifying looking head pirate, Ali Abbas. He had brown teeth, daggers and revolvers, in his belt,
with a skeleton face hat. “Dare to face me, huh? Everybody wants to win against me, until they just give
up!” The ugly pirate growled, “I am giving you a chance, you can go away or see the results when I win
the war! Haw haw haw! “We tumbled on to their deck, and aiming and shooting our bullets at them. They
chased each other, when almost ten people of our army began attacking Ali tougher than usual. Ali shot one
of his bullets, he missed. When Ali had enough, he finally collapsed onto the deck, the pirates were terrified!
They sailed away into the darkness. Although we won, we had blood all over our faces. We traveled to
Arabia, eating peninsula and riding camels. We stayed there for two days. We gave our treasures to peaceful
people. They thanked us in Arabica. We finally set sail back to China peacefully.